My alternative life

My voice is very peaceful, but it's not soft at all, and it's much harsher than I usually talk to him.

Haoru looked at me with tears in her eyes. She didn't know what to do. She just held on to Huzi's little hand tightly!

I sighed and said to Hao Ru, "sister Ru, this is not good You can also see that elder brother Optimus is really for the good of the tiger, for the sake of the next generation of Chinese children not to be bullied again So, you, you let go! "

This sentence, I say very difficult.

Because I know that it's really unfair to Haoru's mother and son.

Mo Qingtian and I are gambling!

Gambling, in this way to stimulate the tiger, can let the child's blood get excited, so as to change his innate or acquired cowardice character!

But what if it fails?

Strong stimulation in spirit, language and behavior will seriously affect children's mental growth, and even cause personality distortion, three outlooks and mental illness!

Or will cause convulsions, high fever, directly cause the physiological reaction of the body, the disease

Ah, we, Temo, to some extent, are also taking risks with the tiger and doing experiments with the child!

Or that sentence, after all, tiger is only five or six years old, he is not an adult!

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In my heart, I was spinning all kinds of ideas. At the same time, I was constantly looking for the perfect way to deal with this matter more properly, to ensure that the tiger did as we said, and would not cause psychological trauma and mental disorder!

But I didn't find the egg!

Damn, even my psychological counseling teacher has no way

It's so special!

However, since I began to persuade Hao Ru, it also showed my attitude. Therefore, I can't give up halfway.

But

I can't let any accident happen to tiger!

Absolutely, no!

What to do?

At this moment, I even felt that my meridians were shaking.

Shivering legs, I slowly put the steel pipe into the hands of the tiger

Lead him, approach to lie down on the ground, has been in a semi coma state in front of brother jinlianniu, the heart is full of mystery

How to fight or not?

Between hesitation, Mo Qingtian slowly leaned over again.

"Son, I just want to talk to you!"

Mo Qingtian suddenly tugs at his upper body's clothes, and the buttons fly, revealing his scarred chest.

He pointed to one of the wounds that was not sharp enough and said, "see, this is my uncle's wound when he was fighting with the bad guys two days ago Ah, do you know that if you let him go, your mother's chest will be as disabled as your uncle's! "

Lying trough

I, and all the onlookers around me, are completely speechless!

The tragedy of Mo Qingtian's chest I really don't know how to describe it.

If you can describe the mountains, you can use mountains and mountains to describe the "tragic" scene of Mo Qingtian's chest, that is, the scars are piled on the scars, it's just like these scars are scrambling for each other!

His whole upper body was so strong that he didn't even have a piece of intact skin more than 10 cm in circumference!

Have you ever seen the chef chop beef on the chopping board?

Yes, that's it!

If those scars had not scabbed, if they had not appeared on the body of a strong man, I would even regard his chest as a pile of rotten meat that I would not like to see more!

Everyone was shocked!

The audience was silent.

I could hear countless thick gasps, but no one spoke a word!

Mo Qingtian smiles, seemingly very happy, but I see a trace of sadness from his eyes.

"Ha ha, grass, among these wounds of Lao Tzu, there are little devils left for me, and there are MITI killers, but more of them are the evils of individual scum in our Chinese race!"

Mo Qingtian sneered again, "Hey, just a few days ago, if it wasn't for Lao Tzu's fate Cough, anyway, Jiang Feng, my attitude is clear enough, right? How to do it, how to teach children, you do it by yourself

With that, Mo Qingtian tidied up his clothes, and quietly retreated to one side in his tears.

Obviously, Optimus is not going to say anything more.

Looking at Mo Qingtian's scarred chest, my eyes were moist.

There should have been only medals for fighting on the battlefield, but now there are countless shocking wounds - scars left by scum of our own nation.

It's an insult, a great shame!

From his various performances after his appearance, as well as my previous understanding of Mo Qingtian, I have determined that he must be a soldier with a special identity!When the warriors on the battlefield and the heroes of the country are reduced to fighting with a gang of street gangsters, this is not a fight in the general sense, but a shame!

I am angry, and the power of anger is often beyond the physical and mental extremes a person should have.

At this moment, prompted by the powerful humiliation and resentment, I made a breakthrough again!

Although it didn't make the abnormal appearance of red eyes reappear, I think, no matter from sensory sensitivity, or vision, hearing All of a sudden, there has been a significant change in all aspects.

Even the leg, which had some dull pain and numbness before, was almost as good as before!

I hold the steel pipe in my hand and never hesitate.

"To be kind to bad people is to be cruel to ourselves!"

I bowed my head and said to Huzi in a soft voice, "Huzi is a real little man. I have learned to protect my mother since I was a child! Here, take it, close your eyes and smash it hard! "

I don't care whether this kind of "education" is right or not, because I don't seem to have a choice!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill him!"

"Hooligan, I've been looking at you for a long time, bullying the market, bullying men and women. Is it still rare for me to be bald? Kill him ~ ~ "

the crowd is passionate!

Tiger, his eyes began to be confused, black eyes and white eyes seem to be mixed into one, only confused

The next moment, he took the pipe, stopped crying, lowered his head, staring at the bald man.

No one can see the change of tiger's expression.

"Little brother, brother, grandfather, don't ~ ~"

unexpectedly, brother jinlianniu suddenly felt telepathic and woke up from the coma of Mo Qingtian's foot.

As a result, as soon as I opened my eyes, Hu Zi and I came to the front with steel pipe gritting our teeth.

"Ah ~ ~"

before the bald man was beaten, he just screamed out.

"Bad man, you, you die, go to die!"