"How dare you hit me on the head? I'm going to kill you little brat!" The middle-aged man covered his head and cursed loudly, "What the hell did you eat growing up? Your head is made of iron.
Did you do it?”
No wonder this woman didn't react at all when her son was arrested. It seemed that she had expected that her son had a secret weapon.
The middle-aged man stood up dizzy, as if he was stepping on cotton, and he missed the mark again.
Mu Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at him curiously, "Uncle, have you seen a circle of stars around your head?"
"Fuck you!!"
"Xiaobao has always found it very strange!" Mu Xiaobao kept chattering, "My mother told Xiaobao stories, and every time it happened, a circle of stars would dance around her head, or a group of birds would fly.
I don’t even know where Xiaobao came from, I’ve never seen it before.”
"Can you stay away from me?"
Mu Xiaobao touched his face sadly and said, "Is Xiaobao so fat? He can't roll up."
The middle-aged man is going crazy!
"Wuzhong, pull him aside." Mr. Ji's face became even worse.
It was really embarrassing for the attendant that he brought with him to be injured like this by a child of several years old in public.
Mu Xiaobao quickly volunteered, "Uncle, this is all Xiaobao's fault. It's all because Xiaobao's head was too itchy just now, but his hands couldn't reach it, so I borrowed the uncle's head. I thought he would be fine.
of."
As he spoke, he grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, kicked his legs and walked over there, easily dragging a man who looked to weigh a hundred or two hundred pounds ten meters, "Uncle, give it back to you. I'm sorry."
"
Mu Xiaobao sounded very guilty, and no one could bear to blame him.
But when I saw what Mu Xiaobao did, I really couldn't believe that it was a child.
Mr. Ji's face was even more ugly, and his whole face was shrouded in a dark cloud.
"Mom, you don't need to pay for the medical expenses, right?"
"How could it be? The skills are just inferior to others. In a society where the weak eat the strong, how can we need medical expenses? Shouldn't you be so ashamed that you should commit suicide immediately if your head is hit by a child?"
"Hey, Xiaobao feels even more guilty."
Mr. Ji's hands on the table were tightly clenched into fists, "Wuzhong, take them down here."
The voice finally became gloomy, and all the forbearance turned to the extreme due to embarrassment and anger.
Is this in the South Vietnam Kingdom, or in front of the prince of the South Vietnam Kingdom whom they have always looked down on? If this matter is just forgotten, where will he put his face?
Wouldn't it spread out in the future that all his people are no better than children of a few years old?
Wuzhong stared at the child, and with a single movement, it was like a gust of black wind passing by, heading directly towards Mu Xiaobao.
Yes, this kid knows Iron Head Kung Fu, but so what, now that he knows it, he just needs to avoid it.
But this woman, he had just suffered a loss at her hands.
He subdued her son, but he was still worried that this woman might not be able to handle it?
"Wow, uncle, where are you? Let Xiaobao guess!" Mu Xiaobao smiled and threw a bead over.
A handful of children's toys, like colored marbles, were held in Wuzhong's hand.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..Mother, help me!" Mu Xiaobao jumped up behind Mu Lingbo like a rabbit.
Mu Lingbo immediately looked helpless to him, "Xiaobao, please don't use toys as hidden weapons in the future, okay? How can my mother have the money to buy you new toys?"
