Demon King Dad

At this point, the idiot got these things clear.

This little guy was responsible for stealing in this shop, and then handing over his belongings to his so-called father. Since the crazy dragon Balance controls the shops here, it goes without saying that these shops must know about this young man. Either a common helper, or because of the power of Balance, he opened one eye and closed another.

Well, if it is the latter case, it is better to say. But if it’s the former situation, the store owner is one of the helpers. If he sees that the little boy hasn’t returned for so long...

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In the distance, there was a lot of footsteps.

After hearing the footsteps, the idiot knew that what he had anticipated had finally happened.

bump--

The door of the room was slammed open, and in an instant, seven or eight men with evil spirits and tattoos rushed in. They were surrounded by a man with a big face and a beard, a fat figure and a big scar on the corner of his eye. Under the direction of the shop owner, the man's fierce gaze immediately aimed at the only male idiot in the room, his complexion became difficult to look.

"It's you, making trouble on my site."

The voice is dull, indeed, it feels like a dragon.

After the young man saw this person appear, he immediately cheered excitedly. Mad Dragon Balance glanced at his child, saw that his face was covered with water, and couldn't help but snorted. The rascals next to them didn't even pay attention to the idiots at all, and went straight up to pull them. Seeing that the child could not be pulled out of the floor, everyone immediately drew their swords and aimed at the idiot and others.

"Boy, let my child go. Otherwise, be careful I divide all of you into five horses."

Balance stared at the idiot fiercely, his eyes looked extremely fierce, and the scar on the corner of his eye was flushed with anger.

The idiot was silent for a while, in order to avoid making the person angry, and staggered his eyes. At the same time, let the small bread release. Only then did Xiao Bao completely let go of the young man, and he was carried by the gangsters to Balance's side.

Balance lowered his head and listened to the boy's mouth for a while. The boy opened his mouth and said something. After listening, Ballance nodded and waved his hand. Before Walnut understood what was going on, the hooligans immediately rushed in and grabbed her, Deviance, and Little Bread. The other two hooligans pounced on the idiot, each with one punch and one kick, directly greeting the idiot.

"**, let your kid dare to be arrogant, let your kid dare to provoke our uncle's son"

The hooligans almost fought the idiot frantically. During the whole process, the idiot just hugged his head, curled up, and did not fight back. After playing for a while, Ballance saw that he finally let out a sigh of relief for his son before letting the two hooligans stop.

"Kid, remember. In this Boiling Water Town, I am Wang Fa. If you don't want to lose your arms and legs when you leave... Hmph, I wish you a happy traveling life here."

After speaking, Ballance took the boy, turned and walked out of the room with the hooligans. Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, they went downstairs and left the hotel.

What happened just now was too fast and too shocking. Walnut almost watched these people humiliate the idiot, and then left grandiosely. After those people left, she rushed forward to help the idiot, and looked at the dust on his face with distress.

"Fight back, why don't you fight back? You can beat them, right? Don't you have the heart to watch this villain be lawless in this small town?"

The idiot wiped the dust off his face and straightened up. However, he didn't seem to mean to answer Walnut. Instead, he sat back on the chair next to him, picked up the kettle that the bread used to fill people, poured out a glass of water, and drank.

Bun ran out of the room and took a look. After confirming that the hooligans had really gone, he ran back, stretched out his hand to hold the idiot sitting in the seat, and screamed. The idiot seemed to understand her meaning, did not speak, but simply rubbed her hair to quiet her and let herself think.

"No, we can't stay in a small town like this anymore. Idiot, shall we leave early tomorrow morning? I can't care about daytime or daytime. Small towns like this kind of underworld control... well, despite them Also pay taxes on time, but why doesn't Brother Xiehuo send someone to sort it out?"

"Princess, we, don't go."

At this moment, deviated aloud.

"Not going? Why?"

"Underworld, thieves, contact, maybe. Maybe, here, base, maybe."

After being deviated like this, Walnut suddenly realized. Since those thieves are a criminal group, is it certain that there is collusion between the criminal group and the underworld? That said, the people who kidnapped their nephews and nieces are most likely... in this small town?

Walnut uttered her own conclusion, nodded distractedly, without expressing any objection. Now, the worry on Walnut's face immediately turned into anger. She pulled up her sleeves and looked at the idiot who was thinking quietly over there. It turns out that the reason why he didn't fight back just now was because he didn't try to provoke him? He must have thought of this too, so he is now conceiving a battle strategy?

Walnut did not speak any more, for fear that she would interrupt the idiot's thoughts. For idiots, she is already completely trusted, as long as she follows his instructions, she can definitely achieve the ultimate goal, it must be like this

After a whole day of running around, Walnut is also a little tired. At the moment the sun was high, she yawned and crawled back to her bed to rest.

Little Bread accompanied the idiot, watching him drinking and thinking like a cup of water. And to be deviant is to completely lock himself in his room, looking at the big wooden box that moved in, in a daze.

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One morning, the idiot just leaned on a glass of water and passed by slowly.

That's probably the case for boring thinking. In fact, judging from the various deeds happening now, there is nothing to think about.

In a small town controlled by the underworld, a group of murderous assassins and thieves, whether there is any intersection between these two clues, just relying on the current clues, it is impossible to think about anything.

In the afternoon, the idiot left the hotel. He took a small bread, and the two were walking in this flowery town.

Looking around, it is worthy of being a small town controlled by the underworld, with police and bars everywhere. The places where the dirt is hidden can be seen clearly in broad daylight.

Ji women are soliciting business by the side of the street, and the loan sharks at the entrance of the casino keep pestering those who have lost their bets and stomped their feet. Everywhere you can see hooligans walking in groups of three or five, with swords on their waists, entering various business premises in the name of umbrellas and collecting protection fees.

Chaos, but order...is it?

Looking at the small town in front of him, the idiot couldn't help but draw such a conclusion in his mind.

If you compare these scenes with his birthplace, Senag, Senna is completely chaotic and disordered. But this small town has some unique orders. Except for some people who don't understand the rules, the underworld seems to have become a part of this place.

but……

Being a part of this place means that everyone has accepted this approach?

Do not.

Some people are obviously dissatisfied with this kind of thing.

And this kind of dissatisfaction finally triggered the blood and light disaster of that person.

"**, dare to run? Stop"

A young man with a braid on the back of his head ran on the street out of breath. His arm was scratched, and the blood has stained his arm. He ran panting, running, short of breath in his mouth.

Behind him, three people with daggers in their hands were chasing after him. Seeing such a ferocious chase, the people on the street immediately separated from both sides and let them chase. In this underworld town, such pursuits are not uncommon. If you are too serious and speak too much about the law and morality in everything, then you will inevitably get into some unnecessary troubles. Generally speaking, if you still have power behind you, you will probably be fine. But if, like this young man, those hooligans who saw him being hunted and killed have also avoided him. If you don't mind, then your life is almost equal to the end.

The idiot pulled the bun aside and stepped aside, just like any act to avoid getting angry. However, it is very unfortunate. The braided young man fell in front of the idiot with a plop. Before he fell, his hand instinctively stretched out and pulled the sleeve of Little Bread.

"Still running? Cut you off"

The rascals raised their knives and cut at the braided young man without hesitation. Seeing this, the idiot hurriedly pulled back the bun. But even though that person had fallen into a semi-conscious state, he was still pulling his hand tightly, and being pulled like this by an idiot also escaped the danger in the same way.

"Smelly boy, dare to cause trouble? Even you chopped it up with you"

Those three hooligans had obviously killed red eyes. They couldn't help but greet the idiot with the knife. The idiot didn't want to cause trouble, just wanted to get rid of this young man as soon as possible. But after seeing these rascals suddenly attacking Baba and not even letting go of one injured person, Xiao Bian immediately snorted and raised his left hand that was not caught.

Pop pop

Three times, the three stone pillars suddenly rising on the ground directly hit the stomachs of the three hooligans. The sudden pain seemed to finally stop the excitement of these three people. They clutched their stomachs, their faces in pain, and the steel knives in their hands fell to the ground. Perhaps it was the sound of the knife landing that stimulated the braided young man, he shook suddenly and came back to his senses again. After seeing the three hooligans lying behind him, he immediately grabbed the hand of the idiot who "struck to rescue" and dragged him to the alley next to him. V