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The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next two days.

The scar-faced man went in first, followed by the mole-faced man, and the green-haired man stayed to watch the two of them.

Angie bit her lip, her voice trembling.

"Our door..."

They took the initiative to come out, deliberately choosing to negotiate outside the room like a show for others.

It was just to save the scattered large pieces of furniture.

As it turned out, they still didn't save it.

Although the iron door had been in disrepair for a long time, it was the only defense they had to stop the greedy "neighbors".

Even if they gritted their teeth to repair it later, it would take several fatal days.

It was enough to turn the house into an empty shell.

Ping-pong sounds kept coming from the room, and Angie took a few steps forward uncontrollably.

Trying to go in and see for yourself.

"Stay still and don't cause trouble for us!" Green Hair blocked the door.

"If you can't collect enough money, you two have plenty of opportunities to follow us."

He didn't need to leave more messages. He exerted force on Angie with his hand, and the other party staggered back several steps.

It was still Maura who was always paying attention and caught Angie, so that she didn't fall to the ground.

The brother and sister looked at each other.

Angie's eyes showed grievance and powerlessness.

"Brother..."

They even lost their only house.

In front, Green Hair shook his hand as if he had touched something dirty, with a look of disgust on his face.

This kid was thinner than he thought.

Dry like a dead firewood.

Originally thought that the other party was just young, and he could sell it away for less money.

But in her current state, she didn't have the delicate feeling of young people's skin and flesh when the lights were turned off.

Not to mention turning on the lights.

Green Hair scratched his ears irritably and approached the brother and sister.

"You keep chirping, don't you? Why are you crying all day? Shut up!"

This kind of brat is the most annoying.

He must change this little bitch's temper. She only knows how to cry all day long.

Crying is fine, but she is so ugly.

Does she think the price she sold it for is not low enough?

Thinking of this, he slapped Angie in the face.

"Angie!" The palm wind made Maura's eyes suddenly widen.

Before the palm fell completely, he suddenly pushed Green Hair away.

He picked up the canvas bag on the ground and threw it to Angie: "You run first!"

Now Green Hair is alone, it's the best opportunity to leave.

If the things in the house are gone, they are gone.

If it doesn't work, they can take the opportunity to leave here forever.

Isn't this the original plan?

"Huh?!" Green Hair covered his chest, still a little confused.

When he reacted, he immediately became angry.

"What are you doing, you little bastard!" You dare to fight back!

When he looked forward again, he was greeted by a handful of sand mixed with black ash.

"Ah! Pah! My eyes!"

Green Hair's face was covered with sand and dust, and a lot of it went into his mouth.

I don't know what was mixed in the sand, the smell was weird and unpleasant, and his eyes were also burning.

He wiped the foreign object in his eyes with one hand and grabbed the place he remembered with the other hand.

"Little bastard, you hate your life, right!"

When his eyes could barely see things.

What he saw was the expressionless Mullah one centimeter away from his palm.

The other party held a huge stone in his hand and smashed it hard.

"Bang!"

"Ugh!"

Green Hair's scream was muffled in his throat.

The mullah looked down at him with dark eyes.

"This is the second time."

The second time he wanted to attack his sister.

He continued to hit her with a slap, then threw away the stone and turned away.

There was a time difference in collecting information inside and outside the room, but it didn't mean that he couldn't hear the movement outside.

The man with the big mole quickly poked his head out: "Jin, what are you doing?"

But what he saw was the back of the mullah running away.

The green-haired man lay on the ground and made a faint "ho ho" cry, one hand trying to make a claw shape, looking like he wanted to catch someone.

The little girl had disappeared.

The man with the big mole had a serious face and rushed out with a roar.

"Boss, those two guys are going to run away!"

"What!" The voice came from inside the room.

After a few steps, the distance between the man with the big mole and the mullah became shorter and shorter.

Mullah's breathing was rapid, and he used his familiarity with the terrain to dodge the other party's outstretched hand several times.

He didn't have much strength, but he was as flexible as a monkey.

However, in the face of absolute power, no matter how many skills you have, they are useless.

A child who has been malnourished for a long time can never run as fast as a strong adult.

…

A few minutes later,

Mullah was dragged back to the original corner again.

The difference is that this time he has more wounds on his body.

Scarface had a dark face and cold eyes.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Green Hair had recovered and was barely standing with the help of the man with the big mole.

He covered his forehead, which was bleeding profusely, with anger in his eyes.

"What else could it be? Of course, this little bastard wanted to be a hero and run away with her sister."

"I didn't keep an eye on her for a while, and really let that little bitch run away!"

This little bastard was obviously going for his life, and every blow was a fatal blow.

In this case, he can't even think of leaving this street!

If it weren't for being stopped by Scarface, Mullah wouldn't just have one arm broken!

The man with the big mole had a serious face.

"Boss, it seems that we are still too gentle to him."

"He dared to attack our people. If he hadn't been discovered in time this time, he would have succeeded."

They beat people and walked away. Do they still want to hang around Piccadilly?

If they dare to bleed now, what will happen in two years?

Mullah sat down against the wall with a pale face.

He pressed his right hand tightly, and blood quietly seeped from his fingers to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, his teeth were still trembling slightly.

Scarface blew out a smoke ring.

"Did you find anything in the house?"

"No, the furniture inside is older than me, and they are all old items that can only be bought at the scrapyard."

Scarface replied quickly.

There are few furnishings inside, and they have almost found them just now.

"Then break his hands and feet and drag him back." Scarface did not hesitate.

"Okay!"

Green Hair finally breathed a sigh of relief, and volunteered to do it regardless of the bleeding wound on his head.

"Boss, let me do this, I must remove the little beast's hands and feet with my own hands!"

The voice was loud, and it reached the ears of the mullah.

He still gritted his teeth and said nothing, looking into the void, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was no regret on his face.

Scarface did not answer Green Hair's words.

Instead, he picked up the bloody stone on the ground and weighed it casually, as if he was very satisfied with its weight.

"Little mullah, don't blame me, you didn't have to go this far."

"Do you think the three of us came to find you on purpose? We also have people working outside."

"Do you think your sister can run out of this street in her condition?"

Mullah, who had not responded for a long time, suddenly looked up, his eyes redder than Green Hair's.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you mean?"

"If anything happens to my sister, I will never, ever let you go!"

If anything happens to his sister, he will definitely fight them to the death!