Quick wear: when I get close to you

Mo Mo held the stick in one hand and opened the door with the other. A stench of alcohol instantly hit his face.

Mo Mo subconsciously took two steps back and saw the original owner's father, Mo Shan, standing at the door with a bottle of wine and staring at him with a gloomy expression.

Mo Mo shook off the stick in his hand and said, "Get out of the way."

Mo Shan glanced up and down at Mo Mo and then sneered: "Humph, what's the matter? You want to hit me? You little bastard really has stiff wings, how dare you challenge me?"

Mo Mo ignored him and entered the room through the gap on the side with a cold face.

Mo Shan didn't even move, just watching Mo Mo's every move, he asked: "Where's the money?"

Mo Mo looked at her coldly: "What money? Where do we have money? Didn't you gamble it all away?"

"Don't think I don't know that your mother left you some money before she left! You bitch, how dare you not leave the money to me, but give you such a loser!"

"I lost money all because of you!"

After saying that, he rushed towards Mo Mo with a ferocious expression, "You little loser! Bitch, open the door to your room!"

He wanted to pull Mo Mo's hair. How could Mo Mo let him succeed? He picked up the telescopic stick and hit him on the head hard.

Mo Shan's vision went dark for a moment and he had a splitting headache. He fell to the ground and covered his head, howling in pain.

Li Xiangyang, who had followed him secretly because he was worried, stood at the door and eavesdropped for a while. He felt that Mo Mo was really fine and left.

"You little bitch! You lose money! You actually... you dare to hit me?!" Mo Shan calmed down for a moment before shouting.

Mo Mo had already hid in his room and locked the door. Mo Shan was fat and strong, so he would definitely not be able to beat him if he fought seriously.

Although I learned some self-defense skills from Si Jin, at most I can only subdue a normal adult man, such as Hongmao. People like Mo Shan whose arms are thicker than his own legs can only be delayed for a moment at most. In addition, the original The Lord is already extremely weak, and if he wants to fight Mo Shan, it will be like a cricket shaking a tree.

She locked the door and found the money hidden by the original owner. She counted the money and counted it, only about two thousand in total.

Mo Mo let out a long breath. This was all the money left by the original owner. The best way to get rid of Mo Shan was to survive for another two years, get admitted to a university far away from home, and no longer care about Mo Shan's life or death.

But now there are only two thousand yuan, which is far from being able to support Mo Mo's next plan.

Mo Mo lowered her eyes. She had to find a part-time job or something, but now that she was underage... there were almost no stores that dared to hire her, right?

Mo Mo is very worried. Now she can only wait until tomorrow day to see where she can get a part-time job.

When Mo Mo was feeling sad, he heard a fierce banging on the door.

Mo Shan did not give up the idea of ​​getting the money, and seemed to be aroused by Mo Mo's stick. He slammed his fat body against Mo Mo's door.

Mo Mo was nervous when she saw the door lock suddenly loosened. She divided the money into two parts, hid one part and stuffed the other part into her pants pocket. She held her telescopic wand and stood nervously at the door, waiting for Mo Shan to rush in and give her a hand. Mo Shan suddenly.

It's just that the original owner was too thin, so I don't know if he could knock someone unconscious.

Mo Shan finally knocked open Mo Mo's door after knocking it for a few times. Mo Mo raised the stick and hit Mo Shan on the back of the head with almost all his strength.

Mo Shan's vision went dark and he collapsed on the ground. Mo Mo watched him faint and breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed him and when he saw that he didn't move, he put the stick aside and tried to drag the person blocking the door out.

As a result, Mo Shan suddenly woke up and turned around and grabbed Mo Mo's hair. Mo Mo felt a pain in his scalp and subconsciously reached out to touch his stick. Mo Shan noticed Mo Mo's movements and pulled Mo Mo's hair tighter. some.

"You lose money, you are really capable now!" After saying that, he pulled Mo Mo up with a fierce look and pulled him to Mo Mo's room, "Tell me! Where is the money?"

Mo Mo fell on the bed, his hair was still being pulled. He struggled to find the numb tendons in his hands and pressed them hard. Mo Shan's whole arm went numb and he let go of the hair in his hands. Mo Mo took the opportunity to run to the living room and grab it. Pick up the telescopic rod that fell on the ground and approach the door.

Mo Shan looked at Mo Mo's actions and carelessly touched his still painful head, and said angrily: "You still want to hit me, right? If you don't give me the money today, then you can't even think about having a good time."

Mo Mo watched Mo Shan's movements, holding the telescopic rod with one hand and twisting the door handle with the other, trying to escape.

But Mo Shan was already approaching Mo Mo, and Mo Mo had no chance to escape.

After a few rounds, Mo Shan and Mo Mo were already out of breath.

"You little brat, I can't cure you, can I?"

As he spoke, he picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Mo Mo. Mo Mo's dodge was caught by Mo Shan. He slapped Mo Mo: "Little bastard, where is the money?"

Mo Mo was exhausted, and finally seemed to compromise: "I'm...pressing him under the bed."

Mo Mo hid one-third of the money there, and now he still has about one thousand three thousand. Mo Mo guessed that if this money is not used for other things, plus the rice and noodles at home, he should be able to survive for two months.

When Mo Shan found out where the money was, he turned his head to one side and spat, "You bastard, could you have said no earlier?"

He threw Mo Mo away and turned around to find the money. Mo Mo got up from the ground with difficulty and dialed 110. Domestic violence man, his body is covered with injuries now. The evidence is very strong. Just go in and squat.

After Mo Mo hung up the phone, he collapsed on the ground and gasped. He didn't know how the original owner could endure it.

Mo Shan found the money that Mo Mo mentioned and counted it excitedly. The smile on his face disappeared instantly, "Why is it only seven hundred?!"

"You're fucking kidding me, aren't you?"

Mo Shan rushed to Mo Mo and grabbed Mo Mo's hair again, forcing Mo Mo to raise his head: "Smelly bitch! If you have the same virtue as your mother, I'll beat you to death."

He grabbed Mo Mo's neck. While Mo Mo was gasping for breath, he saw the fruit knife on the table. With difficulty, he took the fruit knife off the table and stabbed Mo Shan's hand without hesitation.

Mo Shan quickly retracted his hand, and Mo Mo stabbed the target in the air, but at least he could breathe now.

The stench of alcohol on Mo Shan's body made Mo Mo feel nauseous. The police should be coming soon, right? Mo Mo comforted himself.

Mo Shan looked at Mo Mo even more angrily: "You stinky bitch, you still want to stab me with a knife?"

He took the knife from Mo Mo's hand and threw it aside, "If it weren't for me, I don't know where you are now, and you still want to stab me? I didn't beat you to death because I was doing it for your own good!"

Mo Shan pinched Mo Mo's neck with a ferocious face and asked Mo Mo to stand up. Mo Mo's feet were almost off the ground, and the zipper of Mo Mo's school uniform fell apart during the struggle.

Mo Shan saw this and smiled: "I forgot, your face looks like your mother, and your figure also looks like her."

He pushed Mo Mo down on the sofa, "I will let you know now that your father will always be your father."

Mo Mo almost vomited, but now his arms and legs were as soft as noodles, and the force of pushing on Mo Shan was like scratching an itch.

Just when he was about to tear off Mo Mo's short-sleeved collar, the police finally found Mo Mo's home and pulled Mo Shan up from Mo Mo's body.

Seeing that Mo Mo's collar was about to be torn, a young female policeman picked up the blanket from the sofa and covered Mo Mo's body. She hugged Mo Mo, who was shivering and huddled up, and comforted her softly: "It's okay. It’s okay, don’t be afraid.”

Mo Mo finally couldn't help crying.

Another young policeman immediately handcuffed Mo Shan's hands. This is really a beast, and he is a father in vain!