Hearing the word "dead man", the little boy took a step back in fear and pursed his lips in frustration.
Charles laughed a few times and said: "I'm kidding you, toys are just toys, how can they be lethal? If you want to learn, why do you have to call me master?"
When the little boy heard this, he immediately laughed again, with a childish smile on his young face. He nodded hurriedly and called out without any thought: "Master!"
Before his laughter ended, and before Charles could make any response, there was a sudden "Bang——!" and the little boy's head was suddenly slapped hard from behind.
His hair suddenly covered his face, and the little boy's tears instantly overflowed because of the pain on the top of his head.
Charles raised his head in surprise, and his eyes fell on a man with a fierce face, a burly body, and tattoos who suddenly appeared behind the little boy.
The man spat on the ground disgustingly, and then cursed: "Damn it, you ran out in the blink of an eye, are you going to kill me? Get out of the house!"
The little boy timidly touched his head, his small body trembled and hid behind Charles, and his eyes full of moisture looked at the man with fear.
When the man saw the child hiding, he cursed again angrily: "Damn it, don't you even listen to your father's words? Come here! Come here -!!"
His face was ferocious, and he stretched out his hands fiercely to pull the boy out from behind Charles.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, before he could touch the little boy, his wrist was suddenly tightly grasped by a big palm.
The bones on his wrist suddenly "clicked", and the man screamed in pain, then looked at Charles angrily and yelled: "Who the hell are you? Let me go! You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Charles was much taller than him. He lowered his eyes and glanced condescendingly at this rough man. His tone was as cold as ice, and his brows naturally revealed a daunting murderous intent.
"He is just a child. Do you need to shout, punch and kick him?" Charles looked sullen, and the secret anger even disappeared from the habitual smile on his face.
The man tried hard to shake off Charles' hand, but Charles's hand was so strong that he couldn't get away. In fact, he hurt his wrist that seemed to have been dislocated. The pain made him grin and kept cursing at Charles: "sob
, you'd better let me go quickly, or I will definitely kill you!"
Charles' tone was as cold as ice. He still held the man's hand tightly. When he heard the man say this, he twisted his wrist mercilessly and said with cruel eyes: "I will kill you before you kill me."
How about I kill you first? A scum like you doesn’t deserve to stay in this world!"
The man screamed in pain and immediately attracted the attention of many neighbors in the area.
Several men, women, and children gathered together to watch the fun, but when they saw that the person making trouble was actually the notorious Maury Hoskin, they all invariably suppressed their curiosity and sympathy, and looked at them with disdain.
How was this Moir beaten?
At this time, Mrs. Hoskin also ran out of the house in a panic. Seeing someone squeezing her son's hand, she hurried over and exclaimed: "What's going on?"
When Charles saw Mrs. Hoskin, he immediately greeted her and said with a smile: "I'm just teaching a scumbag."
Mrs. Hosking ran to Moore and said anxiously: "Morrie, are you okay?"
"Didn't you fucking see? I'm still being pinched! Do you know him? It's best to tell him to let go quickly, otherwise I'm not done with you!" Mori showed no respect for his mother at all.
, every word is ugly, really disgusting.
Listening to the tone and attitude of their conversation, Charles asked knowingly: "Mrs. Hosking, is this your son? A bastard son who abuses the young and old?"
As soon as Mrs. Hoskin heard what Charles said, her face immediately turned pale. She hurriedly walked over and held Charles' arm to plead for her son: "Charles, he is my son after all. You should give me face and let him go!"
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"He has been beating your grandson just now. Are you turning a blind eye to this kind of domestic violence?" Charles said loudly and incomprehensibly, "I think it is better to leave this kind of matter to the police. Who is willing to call the police for me?"
After that, he looked around and found that among the neighbors who were watching the fun, although their eyes showed the same look of ridicule and contempt for Morrie, no one dared to stand up and help Charles.
How afraid is everyone of this Morrie?
At this time, a man suddenly came from behind the crowd.
He walked up to Charles's side in an awe-inspiring manner, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Charles's straining hand.
Charles' heart skipped a beat, and when he looked back, he saw Daniel.
Daniel's face was expressionless, but his actions were signaling Charles to stop causing trouble and to let him go quickly.
Charles laughed for no reason, and then let go of Morrie obediently.
As soon as Morrie was liberated, he immediately flew into a rage and cursed at Charles and Daniel: "Son of a bitch! I ****, dare to touch me, huh? Come again if you dare, you bitches, two bitches! Go to hell with you!"
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Listening to the unstoppable curses, Daniel seemed much calmer than Charles. He patted Charles on the shoulder, turned around with a sullen face, and was about to leave.
Morrie snorted loudly, spit, then gritted his teeth and rushed over to grab the little boy to his side, and slapped the boy several times in front of everyone.
"Pah, pah, pah—!" A few shocking applauses suddenly sounded.
The boy's howling loudly followed. His young and fair face suddenly became swollen and covered with shocking slap marks.
"You're still crying? It's you who caused me to be beaten! Damn it, are you still crying?!" After severely slapping his own flesh and blood several times, Mori continued to yell at the boy without any trace of humanity.
Cursing.
Seeing this scene, all the people who came to watch the excitement gasped in distress, but no one dared to stand up and defend the boy.
Even Mrs. Hosking seemed to be extremely afraid of Morrie. She could only stand aside and tremble in fear, with tears streaming down her wrinkled face, but there was nothing she could do.
Suddenly, in a situation that no one expected, a powerful foot suddenly kicked Mori in the stomach, and in an instant, Mori was kicked away more than a meter away.
place.
Morrie fell to the ground wailing, holding his painful stomach and rolling around on the ground, his expression in pain.
The children's cries were still out of control.
Amidst the howls and cries of pain, everyone looked in shock at the man who slowly put away his legs and arranged his clothes meticulously with a straight face.
Under the soft brown hair, there was still no trace of warmth on his stern face. Even though he kicked a person down with so much force, his expression remained unchanged as usual.
Everyone wanted to clap their hands and cheer, but out of fear of Mori, the surroundings were still silent, except for the clear cry of an indifferent boy.
Instead, at this time, a series of heart-touching applause filled the air.
"Pah, pah, pah!" The applause continued without interruption, getting stronger and stronger, and was mixed with a man's excited cheers, "Oh——!! Daniel is so good——!!!"
Daniel turned back and glanced at Charles with a frown, but Charles clapped his hands harder and sincerely, admiring and proud of Daniel's kick from the bottom of his heart.
Daniel turned back coldly, walked up to Mori who was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, stepped hard on his heart, and when Mori let out a painful whimper, he didn't use anything.
In Wenwen's tone, he said in a low voice: "A scum like you would not regret dying!"
After that, he took back his feet, turned around and walked to Mrs. Hoskin, bent down slightly so that he could look directly at Mrs. Hoskin, and said: "I have not disciplined my son well, and my grandson has been treated inhumanely."
Ignore it, Mrs. Hosking, just because your husband dies doesn’t mean the whole world is gone. This is your home, and you still have to take care of it sometimes. If you can’t, call the police.”
Staring calmly at Mrs. Hosking's wrinkled eyes, there was no emotion in his eyes.
Mrs. Hosking looked at Daniel's back as he turned away from her, and couldn't help feeling panicked. The first time she spoke to Daniel was in such a situation. Daniel's eyes were as if he was carrying a knife.
It penetrated straight into her heart, leaving no room for it.
Although she was a little afraid of Daniel like this, she was still relieved to see Daniel come forward. At least, he was not as cold-blooded as she thought.
Daniel walked up to the boy, looked around at the neighbors, and said loudly: "I will move immediately, because I think it is a shame for me to be neighbors with a group of weak and incompetent people!"
After that, he picked up his steps.
When he passed by the little boy who was still crying, he took out a tissue from his pocket and quietly put it on the little boy's hand, but left without leaving a word.
His actions could not help but silence everyone.
The expressions on everyone's faces were complicated and difficult to understand. I don't know what they felt in their hearts when they heard Daniel's mocking words.
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"Click", the door was slowly closed, making the crisp and faint sound of locking the door.
Charles raised his head and shouted happily, and said with a bright smile: "Brother, I can't believe you actually came forward! Oh——! That kick is so handsome! Yes——! I see
When that disgusting Morrie is kicked away by you, it’s super cool——!”
Seeing his excessive excitement, Daniel's mood remained as calm as if nothing had happened.
"Don't cause any trouble for me. If you hadn't gotten in first today, I wouldn't have gone over to help that child!"
He sat upright on the sofa and looked at Charles coldly.
Charles came over and sat down on the sofa, sighed wantonly, looked at him and said: "Brother, don't lie to yourself. Even if I'm not here today, you will take action. Just like the first time I
When I met you, you were basically a cold person on the outside but hot on the inside. Why do you keep hiding your passion? I don’t mind if you are passionate about me, eon——!!”
As he spoke, Charles spread his arms exaggeratedly, shook his shoulders in a gesture that wanted Daniel to rush over to him, and kept shouting loudly.
Daniel glared at him with disgust and said in an unhappy tone: "Thanks to you, I'm moving again!"