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The next day, the girl on the bus looked at Moyou with a black face and silently sat farther away.

Grandma Cang seems to have a serious problem with waking up.

Moyou brought a crutch with him when traveling to support his body when he couldn't walk on the road. The crutch was currently poking at the floor irritably.

So early!sleepy!very noisy!So annoying!

"No matter what happens later, please move forward, you know?" 33 whispered to the girl alone.

"Aunt 33, why can't you move forward?" The girl asked with her eyes wide open in confusion.

Aunt? 33 felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, asking him to say several times that the system has no gender.

"I'm afraid that Grandma Cang didn't see you when she did it."

Children always have a lot of questions, "Why did Grandma Cang do something? How did Aunt 33 know? This is also 33... Well, it stinks!"

The girl pinched her nose, and her little face was twisted together with stench.

She turned her head and almost faced the smelly feet stretched out by the person in the back seat.

The girl moved to the side, and 33 hurriedly warned, "Be careful!"

He turned his head mechanically and saw that the other side of the girl also had a stinky foot. No wonder it was so smelly. It turned out that she was surrounded.

She stood up quickly, covered her mouth and nose and said angrily, "Uncle, can you take your feet back and extend them to my side?"

The man sleeping in the back seat just muttered impatiently, stretched his legs further forward, and kicked Mo You next to him.

It's over, 33 sighed.

"Remember what I just said, don't get close, or you will be affected."

The girl nodded half understanding.

The sound of Moyou's crutches hitting the ground became more and more urgent, and the man in the back seat kicked her backrest in dissatisfaction, asking her to keep her voice down.

"Boom!"

With a heavy slam, the noise in the car instantly fell silent.

Either curious or angry looks came over me.

Mo Youyou stood up holding the back of the chair, raised his crutch, and hit the man's ankle.

The man sat up with an "ouch" and glared at Mo You fiercely, "Damn old woman, what are you doing? I'll kill you, believe it or not!"

"Since your leg has grown out and there's no place to put it, I'll break it for you."

Moyou calmly combed her hair, which was covered with silver hair, and on it was another little roadside flower that she had seen in the morning.

"You're looking for fucking death!" The man started to get up with red eyes, but was pulled back by his companion next to him.

"Okay, why are you angry with an old lady?" The companion comforted the man, then frowned and scolded Moyou, "You too, please speak up and don't take advantage of your age to take action."

"She said it." Moyou pointed to the girl aside.

"Uh..." The companion choked for a moment and said unreasonably, "Isn't it just a ride? We are so tired outside, it's not enough to come back and catch a ride."

"Let's hook up." Mo You repeated in a strange voice.

The man was also irritated. He stretched out his legs and said provocatively, "If you don't let me go, I will let you go. How about you and me?"

The memory of this mermaid! 33 secretly complained, having been hit just now.

"Hmph." Mo You snorted coldly from her nose and changed the crutch. If you want to know, the upper part of her hand was made of pure iron.

If you hit it once, you will be able to remember it for half a year.

But Moyou is not a stingy person. Half a year is not enough, so he directly renewed his package for three years.

The pig-like screams echoed throughout the car, and even the driver looked back curiously.

But he was quickly scolded by Mo You and turned away. If the driver wanted to join in the fun, the car would be in danger.

The man jumped up from the chair holding his feet, swaying as the vehicle moved, and finally fell to the ground after a sudden stop.

Like a ball, rolling from this seat to another place.

The man cursed Mo You in angry country dialect, but Mo You couldn't understand it. There was only great confusion on the old man's face.

This is their hometown dialect, which the little girl can understand, but the uncle scolded it quite dirty.

Although Moyou didn't understand, when a man wanted to point his finger at someone, she would just hit him.

She used force, and the little girl used her mouth to retaliate against the man's insults.

The man angrily found an opportunity, stood firm, and walked over with impatient strides.

The aura around him was overwhelming, and the sleeves on his arms went up and down as he moved forward, revealing the faint tattoos underneath.

The girl froze in place in fear and blamed herself for offending this big man. How could she and Grandma Cang resist?

"Stay away from me!" Moyou used the cane and hit him again.

Although the man took a few steps back, he quickly came to Moyou's side. His face turned red and he could smell the smell of alcohol around him.

Maybe it's because the elders in the family have always loved smoking and drinking since childhood, and Mo You doesn't like people who smell like alcohol.

Some people do evil just because they drank two drops of cat urine.

I always have to say afterwards that I was drunk at the time.

I'm usually annoyed when I get up early, but it's even more annoying when I see this guy with his feet everywhere.

"Damn it, you stinky old woman, you still dare to do something."

The original owner was short and thin, so the man grabbed Mo You by the collar and lifted him up.

"Grandma Cang!" the girl yelled in panic.

Moyou gave her a comforting look, threw away the crutch in his hand, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

The buttons on the old man's phone made a loud sound, and she could only hear a mechanical female voice coming from the phone in her hand, chanting unhurriedly.

“Telephone—dial—1—1—0.”

She pressed the dial button with her hand and stared at the man with a half-smile, "You have to be more careful later. An old man of my age can easily die."

The man was stunned. In fact, he had just thought of quitting when he heard the old man dial 110.

"Okay, okay, what a big deal, he just won't put his foot on it later!" The man's companion quickly came out to smooth things over.

I originally made some small money and went back to show off. If I got to the police station, I couldn't be laughed at by others.

"That's for later. The matter just now has not been dealt with yet." Moyou threw the phone to the girl and asked her to call the police if the situation was not right.

But now, the little old lady rolled up her sleeves unhurriedly, revealing her thin arms.

If you are angry, you have to express it on the spot!

She punched the man directly in the eye socket.

The girl covered her mouth in surprise and stared for a while before remembering to call the police.

The police came, but the fight was over here. The man was more serious and Mo You also had some luck.

Although Mo You was the first to do this, she was an old lady who was almost 70 years old, and besides, men were indeed unkind in their actions.

So I hit fifty big boards and put them back.

When Mo You left, he was helped by the girl, and his bravery was completely invisible.