The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

"Bang bang!" "Crack!"

The sound of yelling, screaming, the battle started quickly and ended very quickly, the corner of Jun Tianyao's lips was broken, and the little lips were bright red and fierce, but he smiled wickedly, looking at the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who fell around him, I squeezed my fist again, and there was another creaking sound: "Are you convinced?"

The pleasure of punching to the flesh made his long-lost blood boil again, and the aggrieved feeling that he wanted to attack Jimo Qi just now, but couldn't say anything, finally dissipated a lot.

"Submit it, take it! Boss, we have taken it!"

Jun Tianyao didn't know, the undisguised excitement and bloodthirsty in his eyes made those children who were about to move from head to toe, flustered, rolling and crawling, supporting each other, and disappeared in an instant Two clean.

Jun Tianyao blinked his eyes, the autumn wind was blowing, his nose was a little itchy, his fingers lightly brushed the tip of his nose, Jun Tianyao walked step by step in front of the little man named Xiao Qi, and squatted down.

"Now you are the only one left, what do you say I want to do with you?"

Because of a foot injury and because of his position, Xiao Qi was resolutely abandoned by his friends.

Jun Tianyao didn't want to pay attention to it at first, he really didn't bother to bully such a young child. Of course, those who came to the door automatically were not counted, but when Xiao Qi saw him, he was sitting upright, with the sparkle in his eyes, which made him puzzled, how could he get along with him? It's different from what I imagined, I deliberately acted like a bad guy, smiling like a wolf grandma.

"Woo... woo woo! You, you don't... me..."

Under Jun Tianyao's gaze, the child's eyes became darker and darker, his lips fell down, and he burst into tears with a loud cry, which was worse than the numbness that Jun Tianyao stepped on him just now, and it was hard to choke. Words, muttering, words are not clear.

"Ahem! I just want to say hello to you. Your brothers are all gone now, so hurry up! Do you still expect me to keep you alive?"

Jun Tianyao's bun face puffed up for a moment, and he felt that he was suspicious of Jimo Qi because of his little misjudgment. Although this child is strange, he is still at the level of a normal child. He doesn't look like Jimo Qi, he will follow the trend For, it will be counted.

After waving it twice like chasing flies away, Xiao Qi gave Jun Tianyao a hard look, then limped away, his thin and frail figure seemed a bit miserable and lonely.

Xiaoqi is just a person who is not considered a passer-by. Since he is not plotting against him, Jun Tianyao lightly smiled, casually picked up the package thrown in the corner, and glanced at those around him with bright eyes, like beggars. The impoverished people who fought together flexibly turned their wrists around, making cracking noises, and watched the people who were about to move, but they all stayed where they were, Jun Tianyao nodded in satisfaction, holding his head high, like a little adult , took a graceful step.

Sure enough, only hard fists are the truth. No matter which era, it is the same rule. Jun Tianyao's lips gently kissed his bruised knuckles. Alleys, integrated into one.

"Squeak!"

With a rough and dry sound of the wooden door opening, the expression on Jun Tianyao's face became a little more genuine and gentle, and he shouted: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

"Look what I brought you?"

The low door, if it wasn't for Jun Tianyao's short stature, he might have to bend down to get in. The moment he stepped on the low threshold, the sunny sky outside was replaced by darkness.

Jun Tianyao was a little helpless, "Grandpa, did you close the windows again? How many times have I told you that ventilation is good for air circulation, it will not only make people feel happy, but also increase your body's resistance..."

He babbled on, his little mouth didn't stop for a moment, he gently put down the package in his hand, and ran to the window quickly, with a short body and raised his feet, he finally propped up the window with a wooden stick, A beam of light shone in, enveloping the person wrapped in a ball of cotton wadding on the tattered wooden bed.

"Cough cough!"

The low coughing sound was hoarse and rough, like the sound of a bellows being blown while smelting iron, making people uncomfortable to hear.

"Xiaojun, I'm back, I'm an old man, I don't need to be so particular..."

Although coughing and panting from time to time, there was a trace of indifference in his tone, Jun Tianyao ignored it, walked to the bed, looked at the old man with white beard and hair, with a brilliant smile on his face: "Grandpa, don't you want to Be particular, I want to be particular, right? I'm not used to living in places that are too dark."

Fang Shukong's cloudy old eyes turned a strange light: "Yes, your identity, how could you be used to living..."

The voice was very soft, Jun Tianyao waited to distinguish it carefully, and coughed again, and straightened his face: "Grandpa, if you have something to hide from me, please tell me! Sister Yanling called me again today... ..."

"Did she do anything to you?"

Fang Shukong's hand, as thin as dry wood, clamped Jun Tianyao's wrist like an iron hoop, and his cloudy old eyes were full of fierce light.

The wrist was in severe pain, but Jun Tianyao didn't break free, and looked at Fang Shukong quietly: "Grandpa, I didn't solve everything by avoiding Sister Yanling alone. I want to know the root cause, and I know you guys relationship, or what use am I to her?"