"Is that little broom back from Borg?" the old village chief Brady got up from his seat, and for more than twenty days, he did not dilute his anger and hatred for Borg.

"Yes, sir, he was seen entering the 'game' shop in the east of the village. The thin, middle-aged servant replied.

"Does Bolton know that?"

"It should soon be known that their people have seen the Borg as well. ”

"Very good, this time I want to see how this little cub can die!" the old village chief's face was hideous.

"Congratulations, sir, this kid is going to die this time. The middle-aged servant echoed.

There was a soft "squeak", and a rather stout servant pushed the door in, took two steps forward, bowed slightly to the old village chief, and whispered: "Master, the big gangsters of Kadi carried long knives and entered the 'game' shop in the east of the village with a fierce attitude. ”

"Didn't Bolton go?" asked the old village chief.

"It doesn't seem to be. The stout servant replied.

"Let's go and find out. The old village chief waved his hand, and the stout servant withdrew from the room.

"You say, can these people take down that little cub?" the old village chief was inexplicably worried.

"There must be no problem, so many people, and they all brought knives, it's really too much to hold that kid up. These gangsters are not light or heavy, I don't know if that kid is still alive or ......not" The middle-aged servant bowed down and said, he had already asked someone to contact Bolton, if he could clean up this Borg this time, no matter what the outcome was, the master would give him a credit, and when the time came, would he be able to lose his own benefits?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of eager footsteps outside the hallway, and then the door was slammed open, and a young servant stumbled in.

"Buck, what are you doing in a panic?" the old village chief shouted with an angry face.

"Master, master......" The young servant gasped.

"What's going on, slow down, the sky won't fall!" the old village chief's brow furrowed even tighter.

Borg ...... Borg ......"

"Is Borg dead, or has he been dragged away?" the middle-aged servant looked at him and helped to express the question in the old village chief's mind.

"Borgta...... He's still in the 'game' shop......"

"What's all the fuss about. The middle-aged servant said casually, and then he noticed that something was wrong, and turned his head to look at the old village chief.

"What's the matter? Cady, and how many of them?" the old village chief asked in a loud voice, no longer borrowing from the middle-aged servant.

"Cadi them...... It's all gone...... Someone saw that they all had wounds on their faces...... Estimated to be...... It's ......"

"What...... old village chief was shocked, "how can this be...... How so...... These idiots...... These idiots ......"

Now, even if you are a fool, you know that today's Borg is no longer the stupid and stupid boy who was bullied by others.

But that's a big change!

What's going on?

A boulder weighed heavily on the old village chief's heart and the hearts of everyone present.

"Master, don't worry, isn't there still Bolton?" the middle-aged servant whispered.

"Yes, yes, and Burton, and Burton. The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't know exactly how powerful Bolton was, they only knew that the dozen or so gangsters in the village were all combined, and they were no match for him.

※※※

Emma is a little irritable these days.

Borg's little brute had been away from home for a while, and there was no one to help her, and a lot of the house's business had fallen on her. Although Lambert and Anna are no longer children, she is reluctant to let them help with the work, and her own heart and soul must be carefully cared for.

As for the man Biggs, he is as lazy as a pig, and he drinks and gambles, which is obviously not counted on.

So, when she heard that the little brute from Borg had appeared in the small building, she hurried over.

"To dare not go home for so long, the little beast is obviously tired of life!" Emma thought viciously.

When Emma arrived, Cao Cao was sitting in the small courtyard of the fence, savoring a pot of shoddy tea, and the money left was really limited, and he could afford to drink this grade of tea now, and he couldn't let it go. Even so, Cao is in a good mood, there is nothing to worry about, there is no obstacle, such a day is indeed relaxed and comfortable.

"Smack!" There was a loud bang, the door of the fence courtyard was kicked open, and the short and fat Emma jumped in, with Borg's memory, Cao Cao naturally knew who the other party was, but he didn't have the slightest intention of getting up, but he wanted to see what this woman who called to Borg's on weekdays wanted to do.

"You little brute, why didn't you die outside!" Emma's anger erupted at once, "There are a lot of things waiting for you to do, you are good, you are happy here!Get back to me, the firewood in the yard, the pigs in the backyard, the sanitation in the corridor, the peas in the kitchen, and the pile of clothes...... I can't finish it, see how the old lady cleans you up......"

Cao Cao sat still, looking at the middle-aged woman who was gradually approaching, and all kinds of pasts related to it floated in his mind, and the memories from the Borg ontology made him feel a little disgusted in his heart.

Emma was even more furious when she saw Borg's appearance, in the past, as long as she raised her voice slightly, the other party would have been scared to the core, is this like this today, stupid or stupid?

"Don't you hurry up for the old lady!My 'eldest young master', do you want the old lady to help you?" Emma's face was hideous, a fat hand was already raised high, ready to step forward and grab the other party's ear, and then take a good **, this trick is her killer move, the thin and small Borg is not as strong as her, and she doesn't dare to resist, as long as she is caught, no matter how the other party struggles, she can't get out of her hand, it will only make her ears more painful, several times, Borg's ears almost let her pull off. In addition, if the other party dares to dodge, she will be punished more severely, and she has teamed up with her husband Biggs more than once to severely suppress Borg who dares to dodge.

Cao Cao stood up and moved to the side.

"How dare you dodge!" Emma's eyes widened in disbelief, "Little brute, you don't have a long memory!"

Emma lunged at her, and she didn't believe she couldn't catch them.

Cao Cao's figure shifted and he avoided it.

"I'll let you hide! I'll let you hide! I'll let you hide!" Emma pounced again, like a madman, her fat body trembling and shaking.

Cao Cao flashed again and appeared not far away.

"For the sake of you being a Borg elder, I have already let you go three times, and if you dare to offend again, don't blame me. Cao Cao said lightly.

"What are you talking about, little brute?" said Emma, visibly stunned.

Cao Cao picked up a short stick in the courtyard and played with it in his hand.

"How dare you hit me!?" Emma's eyes widened, and she growled, "You can try me, Biggs must chop you up and feed the dog!"

Cao Cao didn't bother to pay attention to it, and slowly sat back in his original seat.

Such a big movement has already attracted many onlookers from the villagers, who gathered in the distance to point and point.

Emma had actually felt a little strange about the other party today, but when she saw so many people watching, her face immediately couldn't hold back, and she immediately rushed over regardless of it, shouting loudly: "Little brute!

"Ah......h

"You little brute, little cub! you dare to hit me!" Emma yelled, but did not dare to rush forward, "You wait! You wait! Biggs will clean you up! You wait for the old lady......"

Emma's voice faded away, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed one after another.

Cao Cao smiled slightly, raised the teacup and drank it all.

These innate troubles always have to be solved.