Chapter 870

"Old man, you take my move!"

When the voice fell, Chen Yu turned into a streamer and stabbed Ding long!

However, elder Ding long just waved, the streamer exploded, and turned into a riot of flowers and rain.

However, the colored light of the colored glass appeared in the void, running through the East, West, North and south.

In a trance, elder Ding long seems to be in a dream world:

"Dad... Don't hit me again..." the young Ding long begged.

"... who is your father? I'm angry when I see you. Get out of here! I can't spend money to support you waste..."

Then came the sound of waving a leather belt and frightening ghost barking. On this cold winter night, the sound was so clear and miserable that it was frightening.

Looking along the sound, it was a hill. There were several mu of dry land at the foot of the mountain. There were several grass houses at the edge of the field, surrounded by thin bamboo fences.

The intermittent roar and the sad cry of the child spread through the whole hill with the northwest wind from the cottage.

It is precisely because the people here are as ruthless as the northwest wind that Ren Dinglong cries so miserably, but no one has ever asked, or even opened the window and looked out.

So the fierce man was even more cruel. He kicked the child rolling on the ground like a football with his big thick oil boots covered with mud, and shouted loudly:

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you!"

With that, he grabbed a firewood cutting knife and was about to cut it off. But he rushed out of a woman and hugged the man's legs.

The woman was about thirty years old. She was light and graceful, but she was quite beautiful. She hugged the man's leg and cried:

"Spare him... If you hate him, tell him to go. Don't kill him. I beg you to Zhenhai..."

The fierce man called Zhenhai was a tall, big black man of about 40, with a beard on his face. He roared and jumped wildly as if he had lost his humanity:

"Tell him to go! Get out of here now... If you don't go, I'll kill him..."

The woman looked up and cried, "Qian Zhenhai! I didn't expect to marry you again... You're cruel. Although he's not your own flesh and blood, I'm his mother. You really have the heart to drive the child out. Pity him. He's only seven years old. Where did you call him..."

Speaking of this, the woman burst into tears and sobbed again: "it's so cold... Pity him. He doesn't even have any relatives except my mother... Zhenhai, you'll spare him... You won't be angry for him in the future..." speaking of this, the woman couldn't cry.

After hearing the speech, the man called Qian Zhenhai was unmoved and roared like a beast:

"Sun Xiang! I tell you, I married you, but I don't know I'm still carrying this... Don't wipe my tears all day. Qian Zhenhai doesn't like this. You just say, tell him to go or not! If you don't have the heart to rush, I'll start..."

Speaking of this, Qian Zhenhai raised his face, stared at the thin child rolling on the ground and roared: "... Can you go?! if you don't go again, I..."

He tried to break the woman's hands, but the woman wouldn't let go when she died.

So Qian Zhenhai slapped the woman in the face with his backhand and made her shed blood along the quarrel.

Ding long beside the wall, no longer crying, stared at his mother like a fool, and the man he had heard his mother and called his father.

At this time, Ding long was at most six or seven years old. On this cold winter night, he was only wearing a small jacket with holes, red and purple skin and blood stains and scars

Suddenly, the woman jumped at the child like a ghost and cried, "Long'er... Go! My mother will take you with us... Let's leave the savage far away... My mother can feed you even if she asks for food..."

Ding long heard the speech and cried, "Mom..."

However, before he threw himself into the woman's arms, suddenly a palm of a palm fan grabbed the woman's hair and swung it back.

Then he kicked Ding long out of the way with another kick and scolded him:

"You want to go?! how can there be such a good thing! I spent two hundred Liang silver, two hundred Liang silver... Smelly woman! Do you know?"

Then he saw his bow from left to right, and the palm of a palm fan blossomed like a storm on the woman's face.

I don't know what courage made Ding long turn over from the ground. He ran behind the madman, grabbed the black man's back desperately with two small bird claw hands, and cried, "let go of my mother! Let go of my mother... I'll go right away..."

When Qian Zhenhai heard the speech, he suddenly sneered and turned back and shouted, "OK! You go, you'll be fine when you go..."

The woman cried, "Dragon... You can't go! I have only a son like you..."

Unexpectedly, Ding long didn't listen to his mother again. He wiped the tears with his cold and swollen little hand like a carrot, stepped back for several steps, sobbed and said:

"Niang... If I don't go, he will kill you... Niang! When I grow up, I will pick you up. I'll kill him!"

He pointed to a man ten times stronger than him with his hand, and the last sentence was in a high tone.

However, he knew that the strength of the person in front of him was much stronger than himself, and instinctively turned and ran to the door.

Unexpectedly, Qian Zhenhai didn't chase him or hit his mother again. He looked up at the sky and laughed like thunder:

"OK! If you have seed, I'll wait for you. Your mother can rest assured that she can't go one day with me. I just don't want to ask her to go. I have to raise a fat boy for her tomorrow."

Then there was another burst of laughter.

Then I heard the woman scream, "Dragon... Don't you want a mother?!"

Qian Zhenhai looked down again. The air door was open. The child had left, but his mother was still lying on the ground crying. Qian Zhenhai proudly raised his leg, kicked the door closed, showed his thick eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Xiang'er... Don't cry. I'll be fine in the future. I'll never hit you again. Ouch... It's so sad to see you cry like this."

Then he picked up the woman on the ground, wiped her face with his bearded face, and went into another room.

The young woman just cried... So this tragedy seems to be over for the time being.