The leader of the group, the King of Children, still had a look in his eyes.
He walked around and sized up the stick, but he really couldn't see anything special about it.
Second Uncle's child, Liu Damao, was also inside.
The child king asked him.
"It's him?"
"Is he the one who stole things everywhere?"
"He even went to the juvenile detention center."
The youngest son of the third uncle immediately chimed in.
"Yes, it's him!"
He pointed fiercely at the stick.
"He is simply a bandit."
“.......”
They were all accusing him of his past crimes.
However, none of them mentioned what had just happened.
In other words, they did not know what had happened at He Xiaolin's house just now!
They had only come to find him because of the despicable things he had done in the past.
Why did they come to stop him?
Naturally, they were all organized by the youngest son of the third uncle.
It was because the stick had come to their house to steal a few times in the past.
He remembered it clearly!
Peanut!
White flour!
White sugar!
These were all engraved in his mind.
He was still holding a grudge.
In the past, he always said that the stick only stole from He Yuzhu?
That was all bullsh * t.
He Yuzhu was the only one who caught him. The others couldn't catch him. Without evidence, no one would accuse him.
If he really only stole from He Yuzhu, why did he steal from Xu Damao's chicken?
It didn't make sense!
That was why he had always kept it in mind.
After yesterday afternoon in the courtyard, He Xiaolin had told him all kinds of hateful things about the stick, which made him even angrier.
He had to clean up the mess!
To put it in a small way, he was taking revenge. To put it in a big way, he was upholding justice.
After all, he was a thief who had been in juvenile detention.
After he told his boss about this matter, the boss felt a sense of justice and said that he had to teach this joke a lesson.
This was exactly what he wanted.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
His Yan family's things had been stolen.
How stingy was the Yan Family? How scheming was he?
His father had taught him," The law of life is to enjoy wealth. Accumulate wealth first and enjoy it later. Don't covet other people's money. I want to give my own wealth to others.”
But to be honest.
Other than the fact that they couldn't be greedy for other people's money, their family had achieved full marks for everything else.
Therefore!
This meme had to be taught a lesson.
Otherwise, He Xiaolin's mental guidance yesterday would have been in vain.
The two young men held the stick.
He was like a prisoner being detained.
It hurt his arm, and he felt like his bones were about to break.
Right now, the meme was burning with anger.
There was no place to vent his anger, so he could not hold it in any longer.
He struggled to break free. Even if it was in exchange for more intense pain, he was still unwilling to accept it.
"Set it up!"
The little fatty, whose brow bone was injured, said this in exasperation.
He came in front of the stick.
He raised his fist and smashed it on the stick's stomach.
Instantly!
The meme stopped.
His stomach acid was churning, and he felt as if it would gush out of his throat at any moment.
"Humph!"
The few of them held the stick at the same time.
He threw it inside.
The youngest son of the Third Master was hosting this meeting!
"Come!"
"Give me your shoes."
"Hang it on his neck."
There were about eight or nine children present, and they were gritting their teeth as they looked at him!
The shoes swayed on the stick's neck.
"Do you know who he is?"
The people below didn't respond. They just stared at the stick with contempt and disgust.
The stick felt deeply humiliated in the pain. Humiliation!
If he could, he would kill all these people and then kill He Xiaolin and He Yuzhu!
There was also an old man and two other old men in the courtyard.
He was the one who had been wronged, but none of them stood up to help him.
His eyes were bloodshot and he was still struggling.
"He is the famous Jia Geng, nicknamed Bang Geng.”
"Haha ~~"
"He's not an ordinary person."
"In our courtyard, he is famous for being a thief and a robber.”
"He was sent to the juvenile detention center for stealing.”
"Do you know about the juvenile detention center?"
"The juvenile detention center is to lock up things like him who have a mother to raise and no mother to teach.”
"Not only does he not have a mother, but he also does not have a father. His father is already dead, dead for a long time.”
"Hahahaha ~~~~"
As the stick struggled, it was more of a torture.
His teeth were about to fall out.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"Bullshit!"
"Hmm?"
"I farted?"
Third Uncle's youngest son grabbed his collar.
"Could it be that mine is fake?"
"Your father didn't die?"
"Or did you not steal anything?"
He stood up.
He looked at the children who were already laughing.
He began his speech again.
He had to say something unpleasant.
"Let me tell you something else. His mother, Qin Huairu.”
"It's a woman who doesn't keep her morals.”
"You only know how to do old shoes."
"Do it in the factory or in the hospital. As long as it's a man, his mother will be closer to him.”
"The entire courtyard is in a foul atmosphere because of their house.”
"The son stole, and the mother broke the shoes.”
"Tell me, how are we going to live like this?”
As soon as he finished speaking!
Everyone burst into laughter.
The meme couldn't hold it in anymore.
He did not care about the pain in his arm and struggled free.
Immediately, he knocked down everyone and ran to the other side.
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