At the beginning, he touched the richest man in porcelain as his father

Chapter 35 Can a three-year-old tell lies?

Tut tut...

What kind of fairytale is this?
The onlookers will be warmed up by the little fox, ouch, my little brother doesn't feel sorry for you, but you feel bad.

The melons in the hands of all the melon-eating monsters are smashed all over the ground, big monster, you are a 800-year-old monster, is it really good to seduce a five-year-old boy like this?
"I am fine."

Jun Sisheng's face was blushing, and he didn't know whether it was because of being beaten or teased.

In short, no matter what happened or not, Hu Xiaoyao was very angry.

Turning his head, he looked at a man and a woman who were staring at the two of them.

The demon is very angry, and the consequences are very serious.

She clenched her small fists and walked towards them step by step, dare to hit someone?
"Yao Yao."

Jun Sisheng wanted to grab her, but when he was stretching out his hand, the little fox had already jumped out.

"Two scoundrels!"

"You think we kids are easy to bully, don't you?"

"right?"

"Kill you guys."

Hu Xiaoyao hit the man this time, and kicked him in the face very hard with his little feet.

After all, although this is the body of a three-year-old cute baby, its strength can explode to the terrifying level of a thousand-year-old demon in minutes. Don't talk about kicking a man, a tiger can fly away with one kick.

"boom!"

The man was unsteady and fell to the ground, and the result was even worse.

Hu Xiaoyao's fist struck suddenly, like a meteor fist, it landed on his face extremely fast.

"Yaoyao, enough is enough."

"You can't beat someone to death anymore. If you beat someone to death, you will go to jail."

Jun Sisheng hugged Hu Xiaoyao's waist tightly from behind, and dragged him back vigorously, Hu Xiaoyao was struggling: "Let me go, I can still kick a few more times, he won't die."

"what's the situation?"

When the police came in, they saw a five-year-old boy desperately pulling a three-year-old cute baby. A man and a woman were lying on the ground, their mouths and faces covered with blood, crying.

"Cough cough."

The security guard of the bank looked confused, pointed at the man and woman on the ground, and said in a weak voice, "I want to say that these two were beaten like this by that three-year-old baby, do you believe it?"

"What are you kidding?"

The policeman's face was serious, and the voice of the security guard was even weaker: "I'm not joking, she really hit the person."

People around: "She did it."

Policemen? ? ?

Jun Sisheng: "Yaoyao, look, the police uncle is here, we can't beat people anymore."

Uncle police?

Before coming to the human world, all the demons said that the police uncle is the messenger of justice in the human world, so when you meet the police uncle, be respectful and take a detour.

Hu Xiaoyao turned her head, met the police uncle's searching eyes, and flattened her mouth: "Woo..."

The face-changing was so fast that the onlookers were dumbfounded.

What about the little milk baby who was vicious and about to hit someone just a second ago?Why are you so pitiful now.

"Uncle Police..."

Hu Xiaoyao ran over with her arms open, staggering, and hugged her thighs.

Whatever the case.

In short, there is nothing wrong with hugging your thighs, nothing wrong with crying, and nothing wrong with complaining.

"My little uncle and I are so miserable. We just wanted to sneak out to go shopping and eat something delicious, but we were kidnapped by someone. These two villains wanted to extort our money and sell us. Hands and feet interrupted and let us go to the street to ask for money."

This is too inhuman.

Everyone's eyes fell on the men and women who were howling on the ground, their eyes were full of anger, and they should be killed.

"Nothing."

The man struggled to sit up, and the blood in his mouth mixed with saliva dripped when he spoke, which was horrible.

"If you have anything to say, go back to the police station."

The policeman looked disgusted, and didn't want to hear him humming, what's the matter, is it possible that a three-year-old kid in an adult family can still tell lies?
(End of this chapter)