The mad dog-like behavior of Zhao Yushu's mother instantly lowered the impression of her from those around her, and many people began to talk about her.

"She looks like a shrew at first glance. What good can a child educated by such a person be?"

"That's right, looking at what she said, she is just a mad dog. She has no qualities!"

"I understand now, these two people might be here to have a fight!"

"Fortunately, I didn't say anything unpleasant just now, otherwise I would regret it to death now."

People around him were talking louder and louder, and Zhao Yushu's parents' faces turned blue and red.

"You little brat, not only did you hurt my son, but now you want to beat me to death! Come on, beat me to death!" Zhao Yushu's mother showed her true colors as a shrew, first completely messing up her hair, and then tearing it apart.

He took off his clothes and made himself extremely embarrassed. Then he sat on the ground and burst into tears.

It's just thunder but no rain.

"Stop pretending. It's embarrassing. We all saw it. You did it yourself!"

"That's right, this kind of person has the nerve to say that others are incompetent, bah!"

"What a mad dog, it makes me sick when I see it!"

When Zhao Yushu's father heard the comments from the people around him, his head dropped even lower. His face turned the color of pig liver.

But his wife didn't care about this, she pointed at these passers-by and yelled:

"You little brats are just a bunch of blind people. When you see us being poor, you bully us! If you keep talking nonsense here, I'll scratch your faces. Get out of here!"

What she said aroused public outrage:

"Who are you telling to get out? A mad dog!"

"You deserve to be poor. If you look like this, who would be poor if you weren't poor?"

"Bah, shameless. It seems that Zhao Yushu is not a good person either."

Some good guys took out their mobile phones, recorded videos, and wanted to post them on Weibo. Seeing this, Zhao Yushu’s mother panicked. She got up from the ground and was about to grab the phone from the girl’s hand.

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"You are also a little bitch. You want to cling to someone else's rich second generation. I'll see if I don't scratch your face and let you..."

Of course, Duanmu Haoyu would not let the girl be implicated for helping him. He rushed over and grabbed the woman's arm.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Duanmu Haoyu threw her to the ground again, and shouted condescendingly, "You attacked me and Bie Lingxue earlier, and I didn't do anything. Now you actually want to attack others?

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"I don't care so much. Who asked that little rotten hoof to speak for you!" Zhao Yushu's mother was covered in dust and her clothes were in tatters. "Anyone who doesn't speak for me should die!"

As she said that, she climbed up hard again. Waving her hands, she went straight to poke Duanmu Haoyu in the eyes.

"Pa!" With a crisp sound, Duanmu Haoyu slapped her hard on the face. This slap made her face turn away, and the people next to her could even clearly see the dent in the woman's face.

Got in.

"Poof!" The woman fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood with broken teeth. This time she couldn't get up. She was dizzy for a while before her eyes found the correct focus.

Perhaps because she was afraid of being slapped by Duanmu Haoyu, Zhao Yushu's mother did not dare to curse anymore. She just looked at him with vicious eyes, as if she wanted to choose someone to devour.

Zhao Yushu's father woke up from a dream and hurriedly ran to his wife to help her up.

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