Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft fox is pampered in the plane

Chapter 172 The pretty little widow in the village VS the God of War General (9)

Seeing Han Miaoer's scared look, Mo Dagen had evil thoughts in his heart, and even wanted to continue bullying her.

He smiled evilly and grabbed Han Miao'er's hand: "Sister Miao'er, just follow me and I will treat you well, ah?"

As he spoke, he stretched his impatient hand towards Han Miao'er's waist.

But before he could touch that slender waist, he was kicked to the side with a strong force.

Mo Dagen fell to the ground in a hurry, looking angrily at the person who ruined his good deeds.

"Who are you? Dare to attack your grandpa Gen?"

Chengfeng picked up Han Miao'er and protected him behind him.

"You have molested a decent woman, and you still have the nerve to say anything?"

Chengfeng was very angry. How could these bastards care about the person his master liked?
Mo Dagen stood up with a sneer, looked up and down at Chengfeng, and smiled after a while.

At first glance, Chengfeng is not as strong as him.

He thought that he would not be his opponent.

"Where did the boy come from? It's best not to meddle in other people's business."

He didn't know that Xu Mang and the others came to live here. He went hunting a few days ago and never returned to the village.

Naturally, I don’t know what happened in the past few days.

Just thinking about where Chengfeng was passing by, he stepped forward to drag Han Miaoer over.

Chengfeng's eyes turned cold and he stopped his hand: "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Han Miaoer lowered his head: "Brother Da Gen, please go and don't come back again."

Mo Dagen was angry. How could he lose face in front of the woman he liked?
"Boy, you are the one who knows no good."

He loosened his wrist and rushed toward Chengfeng.

Instead of crying for mercy as expected, Chengfeng just stretched out a hand to stop him.

"Hmph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."

Chengfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense. His master was watching not far away, waiting to return to his life.

He gently turned his wrist, and Mo Dagen immediately fell to his knees and broke out in cold sweat.

How is that possible? Where did this person come from?

He prides himself on being the strongest man in town and has never met an opponent.

"Listen up, you can't mess with this girl. It's best to walk around when you see her in the future." With his amazing hearing, he heard their conversation even before Mo Dagen came to pester her.

She knew it was the man in front of her who was pestering Han Miaoer.

But in order not to make a fuss and keep a low profile, Chengfeng said nothing more.

He turned around and took Han Miao'er to leave.

Mo Dagen lost face and even injured his hand. If the guy he eats becomes useless...

Suddenly his eyes were full of anger, and he rushed towards the man's leaving figure.

Chengfeng frowned, simply overestimating his abilities.

He turned around and performed a handsome side kick, and the attacker flew away directly.

Suddenly he fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Han Miaoer backed away in fear and hid tightly behind him.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Mo, he won't have another chance to do anything to you."

He comforted her with a few words and wanted to leave with Han Miao'er.

At this time, a scream came from behind: "Brother Da Gen, Brother Da Gen, what's wrong with you?"

Han Miaoer and Chengfeng turned around and saw a young woman lying on the ground on the chest of a man covered in blood, shouting.

It's Mo Dagen's wife - Mo Xiaoxiao.

She was small and thin, with red and swollen cheeks and bruises on her arms. It looked like she had been abused.

But at this time, he called the culprit with a worried look.

"Brother Dagen."

Han Miaoer frowned and hid behind her, looking at this person who had a similar fate to her original body. The two were similar in age. Although she had no worries about food and clothing when she married Mo Dagen, his husband was not good-tempered.

He would always make a move on her.

"What did you do to him? Han Miao'er, you seduced my man and now you want to kill him?"

Han Miaoer frowned: "I didn't, he was the one who touched her."

Mo Xiaoxiao knew what his man was like.

Just when I saw him sneaking up behind me, I knew that something bad would happen.

I followed him intending to embarrass Han Miaoer, but my pace was a little slow, and I finally caught up and saw such a bloody scene.

"It's your fault. If you hadn't been wandering around all day, would anyone be watching you? Flies won't bite seamless eggs."

"Your man died outside, and you seduced the men in the village every day, you shameless slut."

All kinds of dirty words came from the mouth of this thin woman.

Han Miao'er's eyes couldn't help but become a little colder. Mo Xiaoxiao deserved to be like this now for being so indiscriminate.

Chengfeng couldn't listen anymore: "You woman..."

"Grandpa, he is here."

A burst of chaotic footsteps came from far to near.

Cuihua, who was avenged by Han Miaoer at the east end of the village, really limped here with her third uncle.

The third uncle was holding his cane and was about to ask for guilt when he saw Mo Dagen lying on the ground.

The sight of his mouth full of blood scared the elderly man, who was over seventy years old, to the point where his legs almost went weak.

"Third uncle, you have to make the decision for us. Han Miaoer failed to seduce my man, and he and this wild man who appeared out of nowhere attacked the roots of my family."

"Oh my god, if there is anything wrong with my big roots, I won't be able to live anymore."

The third uncle calmed down, looked at Han Miao'er with chaotic eyes, and hit the ground hard with his crutch.

"Han Miao'er, are you going to rebel?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Han Miao'er's eyes.

No one in this village wants to live well for the original person, so why should they be convicted without asking any questions?
If it were not her but the original person who was here today, I might not be able to survive today.

Han Miaoer stepped forward: "Third uncle, I didn't seduce Mo Dagen. He was the one who pestered me. I had to use force. He saved me."

She said and pointed to Chengfeng beside her.

But instead of using the title "sir", he used the title "him".

"presumptuous!"

The third uncle roared angrily and looked at Han Miao'er with disgust in his eyes.

In his eyes, Han Miaoer was an unlucky widow. Such a woman would not hide well at home but would come out to cause trouble.

This is Han Miaoer's fault.

Especially his precious granddaughter who bullied him.

No matter whose fault it was today or what happened, the culprit was Han Miaoer anyway.

He wanted to settle the accounts for his granddaughter.

Han Miaoer lowered his head and did not defend himself. It was useless to say that it was all his fault.

"Come here, take this woman to the ancestral hall and make her kneel before the ancestors of the Mo family to admit her mistake."

Admit your mistake? It was never Han Miao'er who was wrong, it was their coveting for beauty and their bullying of Han Miao'er who had no relatives or friends.

Chengfeng sneered, no wonder it is said that poor mountains and harsh waters breed unruly people.

He took a few steps forward and blocked the person who wanted to capture Han Miao'er: "I'm here today, let's see who dares to move."

"Young man, I advise you not to interfere in the affairs of our village. It is not your turn as an outsider to interfere while I teach the younger generation."

Chengfeng remained motionless, looking at everyone coldly.

The third uncle frowned, where did this young man come from? It looks so untouchable.

"Grandpa, look at my legs." Cuihua cried and said to the side, and gave Han Miaoer a fierce look.

The third uncle looked at his granddaughter distressedly and didn't care about anything else: "What are you doing standing still? If you don't take action, anyone who dares to stop me is going against me!"