The little girl stared at the two steaming steamed buns in the waiter's second hand, her lips couldn't help but pursed a little tighter, and she seemed to be debating whether to take them or not.
Seeing that she didn't move, the waiter smiled and took the initiative to put the steamed bun in her little hand and said, "Take it, it's okay, no money is required."
After finishing the job, the waiter turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't know what happened to the golden dragon. Suddenly he slapped the table and stood up. A fire element shot out, knocking the bun out of the little girl's hand. He scolded in a low voice: "You are indeed a cheap hooves, follow me."
Just like your mother, she never forgets to charm men wherever she goes!"
After saying that, Jin Long angrily stepped on the two steamed buns on the ground, with disgust in his eyes.
Seeing the man doing this, not to mention the waiter, even the group of people sitting around eating breakfast couldn't stand it.
"That's too much. Is this his biological father? How could he treat his daughter like this? He just beats her and doesn't allow her to eat!"
In the crowd, everyone said something to me, pointing at the golden dragon.
How could Jin Long let those people talk about him? But he was not a fool and would not openly fight with so many people.
If he feels unhappy, he will naturally make others unhappy too.
And the one who suffered was undoubtedly the little girl.
Jin Long held a long black whip and swung it hard at the little girl in front of him.
"Snapped!"
An eight or nine-year-old child has such tender skin!
Just like that, he was whipped hard by the whip, and his skin and flesh immediately burst open, and the wound was dripping with blood.
Perhaps feeling that this was not enough to vent his anger, Jin Long raised his whip and threw it at her face.
This strength, this strength, if it were hit in the face, it would be completely disfigured!
Everyone couldn't help but laugh and turned their heads to look at it. It was so miserable!
One second, two seconds...
The entire inn was filled with silence.
Before the sound of the whip came, everyone was confused and turned to look, only to see the little girl being pulled aside to protect her.
Jin Long's arms still maintained the whip-swinging posture, and their arms were frozen in mid-air. His face was ashen, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in my uncle's family affairs!"
With a faint glance at Jin Long, Mu Hanyue took the anger and hostility in his eyes into her eyes, her watery eyes were as calm as the ice and snow in February, cold and breathtaking.
The five fingers turned around, and everyone heard a click sound, and then immediately came the man's rough cry like a butchered pig: "Ah... my hand..."
Jin Long grabbed his wrist and shouted several times, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his face, anger and pain coexisted.
His hand bones were broken!
This woman is so cruel!
This incident happened too fast and suddenly. Not to mention other people, even the subordinates closest to Jinlong, by the time they reacted, their master had already lost one of his arms.
After being stunned, the group of people took steps to rush forward, but as soon as their legs took off, their bodies were frozen in mid-air and could not move.
It was as if their whole body had been stabbed. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move a single inch.
Mu Hanyue ignored these people, but let go of the little girl's hand, squatted down and looked at her, and asked quietly: "Do you want to leave?"
Leave?
The little girl's calm eyes trembled slightly, and there was a faint light of hope in her eyes, which flashed away.
Perhaps sensing the concerns in her heart, Mu Hanyue spoke softly: "Don't be afraid of him, he can't hurt you."