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"You bastard, my son, my little dragon!" The woman didn't dare to look at it at all, covered her face with her hands, and cried loudly.

"Stop crying, mom!" Moyou stopped and advised.

However, the woman didn't listen at all and kept shouting at the top of her lungs. Moyou suddenly lost his patience and shouted, "If you cry again, I will chop you to death!"

The woman stopped talking for a moment and put down her hand uneasily.

There was no bloody scene as imagined. My son was still fine, but his eyes were dull, as if he had been frightened.

"Mom, it hurts so much. I want money to buy some medicine." Moyou opened his round eyes and acted coquettishly with the woman.

"Okay! Okay!" The woman trembled as she rummaged through her pockets, but the man stopped her.

"You really need to give this bitch money! How can she have the guts to kill someone!"

The man rolled up his sleeves and walked over menacingly.

The woman was about to explain that she gave the money because she felt that if she didn't take her hand just now, she would really be chopped off...

But before she could say anything, the man let out a scream.

Since the man's back was turned to her, she didn't know what was happening, but she saw that the man's body was bleeding.

"Damn..." The man covered his stomach with one hand and punched hard with the other.

Moyou squatted down to avoid the punch, and then slashed the man's arm with both hands.

Although she was young, the original owner seemed to have worked a lot and still had some strength, so the knife cut deeply.

"Ahhhhh!" The man screamed even more miserably, staggered a few steps, and fell on the little fat man, suppressing him until he regained consciousness.

Tsk, tsk, Moyou frowned and shook his head.

This was such bad luck, the little fat guy was so scared that he peed his pants just now, how come he just peed in her pants.

"Chang Lin!" The woman hurriedly wanted to go up and help her, but she was grabbed by the corner of her clothes before she took two steps.

When he looked down, he saw that it was her money-losing daughter.

There were a few drops of blood on his wheat-colored face, and his lips grinned, revealing his pale teeth, "Mom, I want money!"

Just when the woman was about to scold her, she knew money, money, money, money. Didn't she see that her father was still lying on the ground? Suddenly she saw her daughter still holding a bloody kitchen knife in her other hand.

"Pan'er, don't worry, mom will call 120 for dad first..."

Moyou's face instantly sank and he raised the knife, "Mom, money."

The woman took a few deep breaths and quickly took out all the hundreds of dollars she had won from playing cards in her pocket.

Moyou took the money, counted it with satisfaction, put away the knife, opened the door and went out.

"Huh...huh..." The woman gasped for air. Not far away, the man screamed in pain, and his son also kept crying because he was so uncomfortable.

The woman was still immersed in her own world. Just now she felt strange, why was she suddenly afraid of a little girl.

But recalling her daughter's expression, she couldn't help feeling frightened.

That expression was like that of a heinous desperado, and it was definitely not something that cheap girl could do.

"Lan... Lanze, call 120!" The man's weak voice sounded, and the woman came to her senses and turned to look for her cell phone.

After Moyou went out, he hid his sword and started wandering around the village.

There is no memory of the original owner, everything here is new to her.

It was summer, and the sun was so hot that the concrete floor was steaming. Moyou licked his lips and ran to the small shop near the original owner's house.

As soon as he entered, the cool air from the air conditioner blew over him, but Moyou didn't want to stay long.

Because there was a table of people playing mahjong sitting inside, the choking smell of smoke filled the air.

Someone couldn't help but tease her when they saw her, "Panpan, where's your mother? Ask her to have a round too."

They were all strangers, so Moyou didn't intend to answer. Instead, he opened the freezer and rummaged through the popsicles inside.

"Hey! This girl still doesn't like people."

"Look at the bruises on her arms. She must have been beaten again. The same goes for the Xu family. Panpan is such a good child."

At this time, the shopkeeper came out. He frowned and glanced at the small figure in front of the freezer, and said displeasedly, "Hurry up and get it, the freezer doesn't consume electricity when it is open!"

Mo You groaned, took a few of her favorite foods, and took a lighter to check out.

She took out the smallest denomination, fifty, and gave it to the store manager. The store manager took the money, looked at her suspiciously, and put the money in the drawer.

After doing this, he went over to the card table to watch.

Moyou followed up and said loudly, "You haven't given me change yet."

The store manager didn't even look back and said impatiently, "The money you gave me is just right, I don't have to change it!"

"Impossible, I gave you fifty, there must be some left!" Mo You retorted loudly, and everyone at the card table was shocked by her voice.

A few people stared at the shop owner suspiciously, and the shop owner became angry for a moment, "If I say I don't have to look for it, I don't have to look for it! I will still defraud you of that little money?"

He suddenly said again, "You said you have fifty, where did you get fifty? When has your mother ever given you more than twenty? To be honest, what you have is not enough at all, and I don't want to argue with you. , you still want change!"

When he said this, others also thought it was reasonable. Zhao Lanze was so stingy about his daughter, how could he spend so much money.

Suspicious for a moment, of course his eyes fell on Mo You again.

"That's right, where did she get so much money? Children nowadays are really good at raking in money."

"I used to think that Xu Pan'er didn't have any bad intentions, but now she has learned to do so."

"No wonder she is always beaten. She probably lies to others every day at home. If my son did the same, I would definitely beat him to death."

The shopkeeper raised the corners of his mouth proudly and pushed Moyou out, "Did you hear that? Come on, come on."

Moyou was pushed and stood under the sun. She narrowed her eyes and said, "You really don't want change?"

"No! If you don't support me anymore, I'll find your mother." The store manager said this and returned to the house.

"Click, click." Moyou fiddled with the newly purchased lighter. The lighter was a little hot in his hand in the hot weather.

"That's what you said."

Such small shops in villages have a front storefront with people living in the back, and the store sells a little bit of everything.

Mo You went around to the back of the shop, and sure enough he found a room at the back. The windows were not closed probably for ventilation.

This is convenient. Don't worry.

She pulled the curtain out from the window, lit the end and threw it back. She watched the flames from the curtain touch the bed before she left with satisfaction.

But Moyou did not leave. She found a shade tree in front of the shop, opened the popsicles, and waited quietly for the fire to spread.

There was nothing unusual at first, until thick smoke rolled out and commotion started coming from inside.

The card players ran out one after another, and some shouted, "It's on fire, it's on fire." They ran to put out the fire with buckets.

Moyou bit her popsicle and giggled at their fussiness.