Walking side by side with the little girl, Randall deliberately looked at the expressions of the people around him.

How would the people of the village react when they saw a stranger walking with a child in the village?

The answer is, no response.

No, it shouldn't have been Randall's expected reaction.

They didn't come forward to ask, and they didn't show concern.

On the contrary, the eyes that fell on Randall before also fell on the little girl at this time.

This made Randall feel a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't say anything, just followed the little girl all the way.

A moment later, Randall carried his wine and followed the little girl to the door of a closed house.

While on the way, Randall already knew the little girl's name.

Christa, a name like a crystal.

Little Christa opened the door with the key and said:

"Brother Randall, this is my home!"

Randall followed her into the house, and was greeted by a disgusting smell of alcohol that made his brow furrow.

Christa shouted:

"Father, there's a guest at home!

Also, I bought the wine back! ”

Then, Randall heard a clanging sound in the room.

Then the door of the back room suddenly opened, and a man who staggered out of what looked like a puddle of wine and mud and mud staggered out of it.

"Ah, wine. Where is it?

I want wine! ”

Faced with such a scene, Christa seemed to be used to it, and did not react.

She just smiled apologetically at Randall, then turned the wine and handed it to the man.

"Father..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bag containing the wine was dragged by the man.

Christa was stumbling, and if Randall hadn't reached out in time, she would have fallen.

The man didn't care, as if in his eyes, there was only the presence of wine, and everything else could not be seen.

Such a scene made Randall's face turn iron-blue.

Holding back his anger, he ignored the disgusting man, looked at Christa, and said:

"Christa, has he always been like this?"

From some details, Randall actually already knew the answer, but he still wanted to make sure.

Christa says:

"Ah, my father has always been like this.

My mother had been very distressed before. ”

Her voice was calm, and her complexion was calm, as if she was talking about someone else's business.

But it made Randall feel even more distressed.

He couldn't help but look at the man again.

God knows how hard it took him to suppress the urge to beat.

At the very least, you shouldn't do it in front of Christa...

Randall looked at the calm Christa and said:

"By the way, Christa, do you know who I am?"

Christa smiled and said:

"Brother Randall is so stupid, didn't I say it before, you're a good person!"

Randall was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile on his face:

"Do you want to be a good person?

I can take you away if you want! ”

Randall doesn't think he's a good person.

But since he has seen this kind of thing, he can't do it as if he didn't see it.

Hearing this, there was obviously a look of interest on Christa's face.

However, at this time, the man who was drinking on the side, perhaps because the alcohol paralyzed his brain, made him lose control of his body, and the wine bottle slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.

There was a muffled thud, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

For a while, the taste of alcohol became stronger.

Subsequently, the others also fell to the ground.

Little Christa sighed suddenly, came to the man's side, and helped him up.

The whole action is smooth, and it can be said that he is very proficient.

I have to say that the physical fitness of people in the world of pirates just can't be measured by common sense.

A little girl can actually lift an adult man up.

And also a drunken adult man.

Looking at the man who was about to get drunk, Randall really couldn't bear it.

An awe-inspiring aura rose from him, deliberately avoiding Christa, enveloping only the man.

The man's body shook suddenly.

He felt as if he was in the depths of an ice cave, and a chill emanated from the depths of his soul.

In just an instant, most of the alcohol that was originally on the brain suddenly went down.

He finally came to his senses.

Then, he saw Randall standing nearby.

He was taken aback and said:

"Who are you? How are you in my house? ”

Little Christa hurriedly said:

"Father, he's ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the man suddenly realized and said:

"Ah, I see! He's the man you found, right?

Originally, I was going to find someone to sell you... No, it's to get married.

I didn't expect you to find it yourself! ”

At this point, Christa could no longer remain calm.

There was a deep sadness in his eyes.

This is her father...

Randall listened to the man's words, and his forehead broke out.

He suppressed and said:

"I'm just a guest he invited!

She's still a kid! Be careful when you speak! ”

The man suddenly realized again, and said:

"Oh yes! You're right! She's still a kid!

I have to say, you're such a brute, even a child can do it!

What a human being is unseemly!

Gee! ”

These words made Randall's forehead jump, but he felt that maybe the man might be saved.

But unexpectedly, the man's words changed and he said:

"So, you have to add money!

Don't give enough money! Lao Tzu will not give her to you! ”

Christa was like an outsider at this point.

There was a deep disappointment and sadness in her eyes, but there was stubbornness on her face.

The fire in Randall's heart came up at once.

'Still a child' in your eyes?

How can you be a father?

At this moment, he could no longer suppress his anger.

But before he could harden his fists, Randall felt his left hand being grabbed by two cold little hands.

Randall turned his head to see Christa holding his hand and shook his head sadly.

As a result, the man over there saw this scene and said in a mocking tone:

"Yo, this is already another man's person?

Are you so impatient?

It's just like your mother, tsk!

But...

It seems that the relationship between the two is quite good

That's even more money! ”

Randall could feel the strength gradually increasing as he held his two small hands.

Although it didn't hurt him, he could feel the pain in Christa's heart.

She was also a little emotionally out of control at this time.

She yelled, "Don't talk about my mother like that!" ”

The expression on the man's face became even worse, and he said:

"What's the matter? Still protecting her?

She was very proactive that day!

She's probably going to be alive with those pirates right now! ”