Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

As Meng Yutang and Shen Zui walked in, they were watched by residents sitting outside in the alley as they walked past.

They were all older women who were talking, and when they saw a stranger coming, they couldn't help but stop talking and look at the two of them, feeling a little uncomfortable intoxicated, but Meng Yutang continued on as if he didn't feel anything. go forward.

The last two people stopped in front of a relatively dilapidated gate, the iron gate was already rusted, and there were spots of rust on it, Shen Zui couldn't help frowning.

The door was unlocked, Meng Yutang stretched out his hand and pushed it open.

She heard voices coming from the house, and there were some chickens and ducks in the yard, but they were cleaned up quite cleanly.

Shen Zui, who had never seen this battle before, leaned towards Meng Yutang with some discomfort.

"A prodigal son! A prodigal! You know you want money! Get lost! Whoever you want to look for will go! I have no money!

Everyone is greedy for money! Everyone is a debt collector! Don't bother me! Let you go, can't you hear me! "

A man's violent voice came from inside the room, followed by two women's screams.

The two were startled, and then immediately stepped up and walked inside.

The door was ajar, Meng Yutang kicked the door open, and all he could see was the dilapidated furniture in the dark house and the girl lying on the ground.

Everyone turned their heads because of the sudden sound.

"Who is it! Who came to see me making fun of me? Get out of here! Otherwise, I will beat you together."

Only people with nothing in their hearts think that everything must be solved by violence.

Meng Yutang turned a deaf ear, walked over directly and helped Xia Tian up from the ground with another person.

There was a red handprint on Xia Tian's face, and half of his face was almost swollen.

The man didn't expect that Meng Yutang would ignore him and would take two steps forward to grab her.

"Who are you, didn't hear what I said... Ah! Ah! It hurts!"

He didn't expect Meng Yutang to resist, and with such great strength, he was suppressed by his backhand before he even touched her.

"Tangtang..."

Xia Tian stood aside and stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Meng Yutang's clothes.

Meng Yu Tang Yang pushed forward and released him.

But the man who didn't know the current affairs, turned around and stood firm, and rushed over again with the wine bottle in his hand.

The wine bottle was about to hit Meng Yutang on the head.

Shocked by a few people, I subconsciously stepped forward to stop him, but it was a step too late.

Meng Yutang had already dodged neatly, and the wine bottle he threw flew out and hit the wall, but the glass splashed past Meng Yutang's ear, and drops of blood burst out instantly.

Meng Yutang raised his foot and kicked him.

The man lay on the ground, still cursing.

Meng Yutang increased his strength.

"Ah! You want to trample me to death, you! It hurts, it hurts! Xia Tian! Is it with you? Are you going to watch your father be trampled to death? I raised you so big for nothing! You white-eyed wolf! Speak! Ah! It hurts! Get up!"

Xia Tian stared at the embarrassed man lying on the ground with red eyes, and his cheeks were burning with pain.

After all, Xia Tian's mother couldn't hold back and ran over, squatting on the ground crying and looking at him: "Don't hit Xia Tian anymore, she will let you get up, just say it!"

He was in so much pain that he finally said, "I won't hit her anymore, let go! Let go!"

Meng Yutang was stunned for a moment before he lifted his feet, took two steps back and stood in front of Xia Tian.

She watched the man in front of her getting ready, but her trouser legs shook twice inexplicably. She looked sideways and saw a little boy.