In the courtyard, accompanied by the boy's miserable screams, a lesson of fatherly love was performed.

The tough man really showed no mercy. The sound of the stick hitting his butt made other buyers feel sympathetic and came forward to persuade him.

"Okay, okay, don't break the child!"

"That's almost it. Give the child some face."

"You're such a big kid, if you tell him he'll know."

One person said that the tough guy probably felt that it was not good to fight here, so he used a little less force and grabbed the boy's hand, which was a little loose.

"I finally caught it once... I don't know if I can catch it next time."

An Ning's anti-routine words made the tough guy let go of his hand and grab it again.

The sound of "bang bang bang" sticks became louder.

"Ah——What grudge do I have against you?"

The boy no longer begged for mercy, but instead screamed at An Ning.

If it weren't for this woman, he would have run away and wouldn't have been beaten.

Now, the all-powerful mother’s excuse is no longer useful.

An Ning smiled slightly at the boy. In the boy's eyes, he was like a wolf grandma wearing grandma's clothes, extremely sinister.

"Dad——Dad, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

The boy began to beg for mercy, crying and wiping away tears.

An Ning squatted on the ground with interest, looked into the boy's eyes, nodded and said: "She can hold back her tears freely, she is a good seedling."

"Hmm--it seems to taste a bit like ginger?"

An Ning only saw the boy's eyes filled with confusion and questions, but not a trace of anger.

She added fuel to the fire, but the boy still didn't express his anger or blame her.

Seeing this, An Ning was even more satisfied.

After the tough guy heard An Ning's words, he immediately realized something.

"Hey you bastard, it turns out you're just faking it, right? I said you cry so fast every day!"

"How dare you do this to me? If I don't beat you today, I will take your last name!"

"Dad, we have the same last name!"

When the tough man heard this, his men beat him even harder.

"The sound is like a bell, the thinking is quick, and it doesn't look like the injury is serious."

There is no doubt that these words must have been said by An Ning, an enthusiastic audience outside the venue.

The beaten boy's eyes almost popped out, and his lips began to tremble as he looked at An Ning.

"Hero, are we having some...anything to celebrate?"

"Don't bring such fun!"

The boy was crying, almost in tears. He felt aggrieved!

An Ning smiled at the boy and shook his finger left and right in the air, making a no gesture.

"No, I am brave enough to do what is right. I am a warm-hearted person."

The boy was speechless by An Ning's shameless answer.

In the end, he simply gave up the resistance, lay down obediently, and persuaded the tough guy: "Dad, you don't have to hold down, I can just lie down by myself."

"Come on, come on, do you think this position is good for you? Is it convenient for you to fight?"

"If you're not satisfied, I'll change it."

The boy who perfectly showed his shamelessness and cheekiness really changed his position so that the tough guy who beat him didn't know how to hit him with one hand.

"Hurry up and fight! I've got my posture ready."

"piss off!"

The tough guy pushed hard and the boy rolled to the ground.

The moment his butt hit the ground, the boy rolled over and fell to the ground.

"It hurts!"

"Can you please move to another place next time? How can I sit here these days?"

The boy still had time to complain, but the tone of his voice showed that the two of them were particularly close, and there was not much real complaint.

An Ning also stood up and looked at the boy's eyes, feeling even more satisfied.

Good character, good temper, not irritable, calm.

The most important thing is that the boy's spiritual power is particularly fragrant.

This is also the reason why An Ning went out of his way and insisted on adding fuel to the fire.

As soon as the boy came out, she discovered that the boy's mental power was more active than Jiang Xia's.

In an instant, An Ning knew that this boy was a genius.

After she saw a genius, she couldn't help but want to take him as her apprentice.

The boy's half-coquettish look towards the tough guy made the tough guy lose his temper.

The tough guy pushed the boy's face away in disgust and said, "Stay away from me! Gentlemen, please speak more seriously."

The boy looked at the tough guy innocently but pretended to be aggrieved. The orchid finger that suddenly appeared pointed at the tough guy.

"You're such a heartless man!"

One sentence ignited the tough guy's anger again.

"Smelly boy——"

"It's a joke! It's a joke!"

The two started chasing each other again. People in the yard looked at each other and couldn't help but wonder, can the house still be sold today?

Probably everyone's resentment played a role. The boy who ran away in front shouted in warning: "Dad, sell the house! Sell the house!"

"If you don't sell your house, how can you support my education?"

"Without money, how can I concentrate on studying!"

“If you don’t concentrate on studying, how will your score in politics improve?”

A series of small words really persuaded the tough guy chasing after him.

"You little brat, you wait until I'm done.

After the tough guy finished speaking, he stood in the middle of the yard, looked at the people coming, and said straight to the point: "There is only one chance, the quotation begins."

"Give them paper."

In the yard, the person who opened the door for An Ning and others took out several pieces of cut paper from his sleeves. Everyone got a piece of paper and a pencil.

Although the buyers who came to the yard didn't know about tough guys, they probably understood a thing or two after watching him for a while.

Straight to the point, no ink, no nonsense.

Each buyer turned his back, found a relatively hidden corner, and after making mental calculations, he wrote down his own offer.

Success or failure is here.

An Ning also got a piece of paper, but the pen in her hand didn't come down for a long time. Neither Yu Lao nor An Guoming beside her urged her, nor were they in a hurry.

Among the three people, An Ning is the one in charge.

She has her own ideas and is capable of completing them.

An Ning started writing, but compared to the speed of the others, she took a long time to write.

From the outside, the rotation of the pen tip does not look like writing numbers.

Ten minutes later, all the notes were taken away by the man who opened the door and handed over to the tough guy.

The tough guy really didn't hesitate at all. He opened a note and read it out.

The selection criteria are: the one with the highest price wins.

"Fifty-eight thousand."

"Sixty-three thousand."

"Forty-seven thousand."

……

The tough guy continued to read the price, and soon came to a note. He stopped reading and stared at the note several times.

He raised the note in his hand and asked the people in the yard: "Is this true?"

Others in the yard had no idea what was happening.

It was also at this time that An Ning took a step forward, his confident posture was unmistakable, and he even used his mental strength to appear powerful and credible.

"Of course it's true. I have a professor from Beijing University next to me who can testify."

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