What's going on?

Who is the one in this room who stole the child?

Could it be that there is someone else in this room besides me?

Seeing the footsteps outside the door and the distance between me shortened and became more and more anxious, my heart became more and more uneasy, and at this time, I suddenly remembered what Yan Longbow said before......

"Abin, put down that baby and run as far as possible......"

Could it be the one they say they were talking about stealing babies......

It's me?!

The sound of ping-pong has already appeared at the door, after all, it is the ghost baby who steals the baby, these ordinary people, except for the baby who is in my arms at the moment, the obsession is relatively pure, and they can't see this ghost baby at all, how can I explain it to them?

Could it be that I still have to say that this child came to me on his own?

Damn, now I can't wash myself by jumping into the Yellow River!

I wanted to put this child aside and run, but when I thought of the treacherous cunning of the ghost baby, if it was another trick he came up with, wouldn't it be a trick to trap this child?

This child can't be lost for the time being, and the safety of this child must be guaranteed!

When I ran to the gate with the child in my arms, I found seven or eight men with all sorts of tools for farm work, rushing into the house with a hideous face, and the distance was almost as fast as I was, and I was so quick that I would have caught one of them.

In this situation, even if I wanted to leave this child aside, it would be too late, and if I thought about it carefully, even if I left the baby and left when Yan Longbow shouted that I was going to be immediately, I would not be able to escape, because my character and approach, and even all my retreats were counted to death by that ghost baby......

This was a trap set up for me by a ghost baby from the beginning, because from the beginning, he didn't intend to fight me, and he didn't have the luxury of killing me, even if he controlled Mao Xiaoxiao's father to destroy the Yin and Yang Bagua Array. It is also a foreshadowing for the present......

At this time, the situation in the house, if you deduce it again, is that the man found the trace of the baby and wanted to protect the child. And then I was knocked unconscious by the person who stole the child!

, now that there was a crowd of people at the gate, I ran to the window I had broken with the kid in my arms, and jumped out before they could enter.

Before I could rejoice in my escape, a roar suddenly came from behind me. A black shadow flickered, and the baby in my dead arms was suddenly snatched away.

I was startled, I heard a bang, I only felt that the whole person was dizzy, and when I staggered forward according to the instinct of my body, there was a sudden sharp pain in my thigh, and my leg trembled up and down strangely, and the next moment it was soft to the ground.

Severe pain, especially when it came......

And I can't even do the simple action of kicking my legs. My leg seems to be broken!

I can't feel the pain anymore, I believe that as long as people who have been seriously injured have such a contradictory feeling, but it is very appropriate, the extreme pain, so that I can only open my mouth wide, staring blankly at the group of people who instantly surrounded me in front of me, I can't even gasp for air, I can only look at them with a flurry of air, unable to say a word, as if time has stopped......

Until the next moment, those young and strong people scolded me a few times. I was reluctant to give me a chance to recover, and punched and kicked me vigorously, and the non-stop hitting for a minute brought the short-lost pain back to me. At this moment, the earth-shaking pain for me is clear, and it completely shows how much I have been injured.

I can't go on like this, and if I continue like this, I'm really going to be killed by them. But I didn't steal their children......

I raised my head with difficulty and opened my mouth very jerky: "No...... No...... No...... I stole it—"

"Damn, I stole the child, and I dare to quibble......"

"Hit hard, kill it, it's useless for this kind of person to live......"

These unusually agitated farmers did not listen to my explanation, no matter what I said, they did not listen, and at this time, a burst of infant crying rang out violently, attracting everyone's attention, and an old man holding the baby, seeing that the baby was crying, clapped his hands at those who kept punching and kicking me, and motioned for them to stop what they were doing.

I slowly raised my head and looked at the baby who kept pointing and drawing at me, crying incessantly, and shed tears of force......

I have done so many things that can be said to have no real benefit to me at all, and I can say that I have eaten too much and have nothing to do before I go back to do it, and those who have been favored by me regard me as a vicious and wicked person, and the only one who remembers my good is such a baby who can't even remember things......

The old man soothed the baby, handed it to a young man on the side, snorted coldly at me, took a small iron hammer, and said with an unkind face: "Since my grandson is fine, there is no need to kill you, but I still have to teach you a lesson, so that even if you steal the child again in the future, you will not be able to run so fast!"

I watched as he raised the hammer in his hand and slammed it into my knee, but I couldn't move, and I had time to cry out, "Please...... Don't—"

And he just spat at me, almost with all his strength, and slammed the hammer on my knee.

"Click-"

I watched as the little hammer sank into my knee, and then there was a crushing sound, and I couldn't make a sound, almost suffocating......

At this moment, there was a very slight laughter from the side, and in the haze I saw the ghost baby who had fled from the desert before, actually hiding in the bushes not far away, watching with interest.

After this hammer was knocked down, I was almost fainted, lying on the ground, my eyes could only open a slit, leaving only a hazy vision, those people saw that I had this appearance, maybe they were afraid of death, and besides, the child was fine, and after throwing me into Mao Xiaoxiao's house, he packed up the tools of the crime and left.

They are gone, but it means that I am free from the pain of flesh and skin, and the other figure in front of me who is slowly approaching me is a sign that death is slowly coming with his approach.

"Rotten good man, now you can finally die an easy death—" (To be continued.) )