The little boy was stunned by Qian Xiaen's slap. When had he ever suffered such a loss?
He opened his hands and let out a shrill cry. This kind of cry made normal people tremble. Qian Xiaen was annoyed. He went up and gave him another big slap.
"I told you to scream. Try screaming again!"
It seemed that the beating wasn't enough to vent his anger, or he felt that he still had to convince him with reason. After a few more slaps, Qian Xiaen pulled Junxiong to the front and said seriously," Look, if this book is yours, then since you threw it away, it means that you don't want it, right? Then, I picked it up and it's mine, right?"”
Junxiong was still screaming mournfully, and his voice was even sharper than before. It seemed that he didn't listen to Qian Xiaen's words at all. At the same time, his originally pale face had become extremely white, and there was even a faint black aura.
But who is Qian Xiaen? Would he be frightened by such a small scene? It was impossible!
He felt that this damned child was not convinced. After experiencing the beating of society and his reasonable explanation, he was still not convinced!
Qian Xia 'en, who couldn't control his arm and wanted to slap him again, stopped himself. He was a good man who could convince people with reason. How could he use violence so casually?
He stared at Toshio again and said," How about this? I'll give you 100 yen. This comic book is mine. Don't push your luck. My patience is limited."”
Jun Xiong was still the same as before, shouting without caring about anything.
There was no longer a trace of a living person's groan. Black gas kept coming out of his body.
Jun Xiong's voice was too ear-piercing. Qian Xia 'en's head was shaking so much that it was making loud noises. He couldn't help but slap Jun Xiong. This slap subconsciously used the force of the Eight Trigrams Palm and sent Jun Xiong flying to the ceiling. Even Jun Xiong's mournful voice stopped.
However, as Toshio fell to the ground again, his voice rang out again, but it did not stop him.
The momentary pause just now allowed Qian Xiaen to have some peace and quiet. Seeing that Junxiong was still coming, he didn't hesitate and went up with a series of moves.
"Thirty-two Palms of the Eight Trigrams!"
Crackling sounds rang out. The scene was really unbearable to look at. Toshio kept flying from the ground to the ceiling and then smashing down again and again.
After the fight was over, Qian Xia 'en let out a sigh of relief. The snow-white Junxiong was covered in bruises. He stopped screaming. His face revealed a human-like fear. He hugged his knees and hid in a corner, trembling.
"Sigh, as expected, it's not that people are not afraid of being beaten up by society, but that the poison is not serious enough!”Looking at Junxiong's quiet appearance, Qian Xiaen sighed without any guilt.
Then, he muttered," Speaking of which, this kid is so familiar. His mother seems to be quite famous. What's her name?”
Qian Xiaen was deep in thought. Just as he was about to think of something, he suddenly heard the voice of Shang Yuanjia.
"Could it be that you encountered a rat while stealing?”Qian Xiaen muttered as he walked over.
"I say, you should have some professional ethics when stealing things. If you shout so loudly, you will attract people over. Oh right, why did you suddenly shout?”Qian Xiaen walked to the side of Shang Yuanjia and said when he saw the frightened face of the other party.
"I told you I'm not a thief." Although she was still in shock, she still retorted. Then, she pointed at the young man and explained," I saw a pair of hands over there!”
Qian Xia 'en looked in the direction of the person's finger. It was a room with a glass door. There was indeed a pair of hands holding the glass door behind the door. They walked to the glass door in a few steps and opened the door under the terrified gaze of the superior.
It was an old woman with a dull expression. She grabbed the door aimlessly. The smell in the room was very bad. It was a rancid smell. It seemed that the old woman had stayed in this room for a long time.
"Is this Granny Tokuhei? Hello, I'm a volunteer from the social welfare club. Are you okay?”Seeing that it was an old lady and not anything strange, Principle Jia heaved a sigh of relief and quickly walked up to greet her.
The old granny ignored him and continued to look dazed.
As expected, she was a volunteer at the welfare society. Seeing that the old man did not answer her, she thought that he was retarded. She did not care about the stench on the old man's body and helped the old man to the courtyard. She even cleaned the room.
In the end, he wiped the old man's body with a towel and helped him into the room to lie down.
Qian Xiaen didn't care about anything else. When he saw that the principal was busy, he found a stool and took out Crayon Shin-chan to read.
Then, he heard Principle Jaya's scream again. This time, it was even more terrifying.
"Don't tell me you were caught stealing by the old granny this time? Can't you wait until she's asleep before stealing?”Qian Xiaen walked over to Shang Yuanjia while holding the comic book.
This time, Principle Jia didn't refute. She was so scared that she couldn't speak. Her hand trembled as she pointed at the cabinet on the left.
Qian Xiaen looked over and saw that the cabinet door had been opened. Inside was a woman whose hair was covering half of her body. Her bones seemed to have fallen apart, and she kept making cracking sounds as she crawled out bit by bit.
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