Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 679 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 44
Quan Jiu knew what he really wanted to ask, and pursed his thin lips:
"do not like."

This is not a lie.

Most children love to cry, and when their temper comes up, they are arrogant and unreasonable, and the ears of noisy people hurt, she really doesn't like it.

Except for her little pomelo.

Shen Lang's eyes flickered, he didn't say anything, but just held her hand tightly.

Quan Jiu dozed off, half awake and half asleep, when he suddenly heard a burst of loud and piercing crying.

When she opened her eyes, she saw three adults standing not far away, with angry faces, one of them was holding a little boy about eight years old, and the cry came from the little boy's mouth.

The little boy had bruises around his eyes and bruises on his chin, as if he had fought with someone.

"It's really a mother-born, motherless wild child. He didn't learn well at a young age, and when he grows up, he is also a scumbag who rapes and plunders..."

The middle-aged woman who was holding the little boy was wearing rough clothes, her face was sallow, and her face was wrinkled, and her voice was so rough that it could be heard in a radius of ten meters.

Pedestrians who heard the scolding gathered together one after another.

Another man wore a square scarf around his head and smelled like pork:
"Where are your parents? You must apologize to my son for today's matter!"

Because there were too many people around, Quan Jiu couldn't see the scene in the circle clearly, so he could only guess that someone was arguing.

As the sun was setting, she looked around, but she didn't find Nai Tuanzi and Shen Lang.

"I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?"

In the crowd, Nai Tuanzi stood upright, and he was indifferent when he was scolded, but his face suddenly changed when he heard "There are mothers, but no mothers".

"You still don't admit your mistake after beating someone?!"

The middle-aged woman looked at her son with distressed expression.

"My Dazhuang was beaten like this by you, and you still look like you don't know how to repent. We deserve poor people to be bullied by you..."

As she spoke, she began to play tricks, crying loudly.

"My son, who was finally born in ten months of pregnancy, has never been wronged since he was born. How did he meet such an unreasonable villain like you...My poor son..."

The husband on the side also started to help:
"Is it justified to beat someone? You are unscathed, and my son has a bruised nose and a swollen face. Come on, everyone judge, who is right and who is wrong in this matter..."

While talking, he also started to push Nai Tuanzi's shoulder.

The butcher's strength was already great, no matter how resourceful Nai Tuanzi was, he was only five years old at the moment, and he sat down on the ground directly after being pushed by him like this.

Pushing someone, but the butcher didn't feel guilty for bullying a child, and stared at him condescendingly.

"Go to the street to inquire. I, Butcher Liu, are not easy to mess with. If you don't pay for the medical expenses today, I will send you to the government right now."

The gravel road was uneven, and Nai Tuanzi just sat on two small stones with her buttocks, and her buttocks hurt when she moved.

The people around stared at him curiously, but no one reached out to pull him up. His thin lips were pursed, and his face darkened.

"He was the one who snatched my kite first, and he was the one who hit people first."

"Don't wrong a good person. My Dazhuang never beats anyone. Besides, what's there to grab for a broken kite? My family has no shortage of kites. Why did he want to snatch yours?"

The middle-aged woman hugged her son and yelled at him.

Butcher: "At such a young age, in order to shirk responsibility, I lied a lot."

Passers-by who didn't know the truth hesitated, not knowing which side to help.

Nai Tuanzi ignored the family of three and picked up the kite on the ground. The drawing paper pasted on the kite was torn, revealing the dilapidated skeleton inside.

He looked at the picture of "a family of three" he drew. Two stick figures were cut off at the middle, and Nai Tuanzi's black eyes were slightly darkened. He was carefully touching the kite on the ground and wanted to pick it up. But at this moment, a foot with muddy soles Stepped on the kite.

"Tear--"

The paper kite couldn't stand the toss. Both ends were forced, and the kite split directly from the middle. The stick figure that was cut off at the middle was even worse at this moment, with its head and body split in half.

Nai Tuanzi held the "head" of the stickman in his hand, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, full of anger.

"What's there to grab for this ugly, broken kite? I don't even want it if you give it to me, bah!"

The butcher spit out a pool of saliva, and the saliva landed on the kite paper, wetting the dragon scales.

Quan Jiu walked through the crowd, and what he saw was this scene, Nai Tuanzi sat on the ground with downcast eyes, with a cold expression she had never seen before.

Her heart sank slightly, she strode forward and knelt down, holding his hand, only to find that his hand was shaking, her five fingers were tightened, and there was something tightly grasped in her palm.

A stabbing pain flashed through her heart, she hugged him into her arms, and patted his back with one hand, trying to calm his emotions.

Nai Tuanzi's chest heaved, and the black mist in his eyes slowly faded after Quan Jiu arrived. He took a deep breath, his black eyes regained clarity, his eyes gradually became tinged with grievances, and he pursed his pink lips:

"He pushed me."

"They say I'm a wild child born with a mother but not raised by a mother."

"And broke my stick figure."

"He also threatened me to send me to the government..."

Nai Tuanzi grabbed Quan Jiu's clothes, and the more he talked, the more wronged he was.

Quan Jiu's heart was burning with anger, but her face became more and more calm. She patted Nai Tuanzi on the back:

"Look, mother will teach you how to deal with people today."

She took the milk dumpling and stood up, looking coldly at the butcher's family who bullied the young with more:
"Which hand pushed him?"

The butcher looked at the "man" who appeared suddenly, and saw Quan Jiu's slender figure, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes:
"You are his father?"

"I ask which hand you have."

Quan Jiu's phoenix eyes stared at him coldly, with no warmth in his tone.

The butcher's back shivered when she saw her, and after making sure that there was no helper around her, he regained his confidence:
"I haven't settled your son's blame for pushing my son, but you should... ah!!!!"

The words of accusation gradually turned into shrill screams.

Quan Jiu wrenched off his arm blankly:

"Since you don't say it, don't take both hands."

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

There was another crisp bone sound, and the man's right hand, like his left hand, hung down weakly. His head was sweating from the pain, and he rolled around on the ground.

"Xiang Gong!!"

The middle-aged woman knelt on the ground and wanted to help him up, but she couldn't do it because her strength was too weak.

She could only vent her anger on Quan Jiu, staring at each other with ferocious features:
"Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Your son loves to fight so much. He learned from you, I guess. Just wait, I'll report to the authorities now..."

Quan Jiu completely ignored the crying woman, and raised his hand to stroke Nai Tuanzi's furry head:

"How else did he bully you?"

Nai Tuanzi looked at the rolling man with a calm face: "He stepped on my kite with his feet."

"Looks like I can't have these legs anymore."

Quan Jiu stared at the man on the ground indifferently.

(End of this chapter)