Chapter 1107: Don’t Even Think About Living Today!

Editor: Atlas Studios

The little boy was very fast, like a cannonball. His hands and feet were very agile. The bamboo basket flew out of his hand and smashed towards the person.

BANG!

That person could not dodge in time and was directly smashed by the bamboo basket. Only after hearing that person cry out in pain did everyone see that Hu San’s face was covered in wounds from the broken bamboo basket. Although the wounds were not deep, his face was already crisscrossed with injuries. It was a tragic sight.

“Ah! You bastard, I’ll beat you to death!”

Hu San picked up the broken bamboo basket and rushed towards the little boy. The little boy’s hands and feet were extremely fast. When he smashed the basket over, he had already grabbed a broken blanket with herbs. With a sudden pull, all the herbs flew up and scattered in all directions. Hu San happened to step on the blanket. At this moment, his feet slipped and he fell backward. With a bang, he landed heavily on the ground.

Huff! Huff!

It was unknown whether it was because he fell too hard or because he was too angry, but the stall owner’s heavy breathing could be heard almost throughout the entire street. This person seemed to have practiced a few moves. After panting heavily, he jumped up from the ground like a carp. His eyes were already red from anger, and his hand was like an eagle’s claw as he tried to grab the little boy.

“Brat, don’t even think about living today!”

The little boy turned around and ran. As he ran, he shouted, “Come and catch me, come and catch me. Hmph, one day, I’ll grow up. When I grow up, I’ll take your life!”

The child was only five or six years old. The stall owner, who was 1.78 meters tall, took two steps forward and grabbed the little boy’s back, lifting him into the air. When he opened his mouth, it was filled with big yellow teeth. He smiled sinisterly. The stall owner called Hu San said fiercely, “Run. You’re always running. Brat, I’ve lived for more than 20 years, but I’ve never suffered a loss. Today, you died in my hands. You’re lucky.”

“You, let go of me. My father, my father…”

“Your father? Hahaha!” The stall owner laughed wildly. “Do you still expect your dead father to save you?”

The stall owner lifted the boy up high, clearly preparing to throw him to the ground. The higher he got off the ground, the more fear slowly appeared in the boy’s eyes. His gaze seemed a little flustered, but it still revealed a determined expression. He searched around the crowd and muttered, “Big Brother, Big Brother…”

“What brother and sister? Poor little thing, do you still expect someone to save you?” The stall owner wiped his face with his other hand. The wounds provoked him to the point that he was furious. He glanced at the surrounding people. “You all saw it. It was this brat who injured me to this extent. This damn brat is always an annoying rat in Danska City. I’m a magnanimous person. He will be lucky to survive under me. It’s not my fault if he can’t survive!”

No one in the crowd made a sound. Even the people who had helped the boy plead with Beiting Huang were silent now. Apart from pity in their eyes, almost no one dared to stop him. It was obvious that these people were afraid of this vendor called Hu San.

“Hehe, Hu San, let me make a bet with you. You definitely won’t be able to kill this brat. Was your kick light just now? Look, how long has it been? He’s lively again. This kid is very strange!” Beside Hu San’s stall, the stall owner who had chased the little boy with Hu San spoke.

This person was also stocky and fierce. He glanced disdainfully at the little boy in Hu San’s hand and spoke indifferently.

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