Chapter 132 This Little Kid 1
Holding the university admission letter, Deng Dongyu squatted on the ground, crying in despair.

Her ideals, her dreams, are far away from her.

Deng Pusheng hated Deng Dongyu sad most.Deng Pusheng is stupid and can't speak big words. He only knows that to be good to a person is to make her happy.So, Deng Pusheng took out all the money in the family, including the money left by his parents for him to marry a wife. He asked Deng Dongyu to use it to pay tuition fees, and he went out to work. He said he wanted to earn money so that Deng Dongyu could go to college , Let Deng Dongyu live the life she wants.

Deng Dongyu spent four years in college, and it was Deng Pusheng who provided her with education.

Deng Dongyu was immersed in her own grief and couldn't extricate herself. She cried and said to me: "My brother is uneducated and honest. It will be earlier. The doctor said that my brother’s time is running out, and his pains are getting more and more frequent, and the time is getting closer and closer. Du Lengding spent the rest of the day."

I sighed.

I wanted to ask her to question my teacher, but I swallowed everything I said.

Coming out of the fitness club, the lights are already on.Halfway through the car, at a two-way intersection on the main street, I saw a few gangsters chasing a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

The young man was like a bereaved dog, running desperately with his feet as if he was stepping on hot wheels.Those little gangsters were chasing after them yelling and running fast.

Soon the gangster caught up with the boy.

The little gangster who ran in front, the little gangster who dyed his hair red, yellow, and blue, rushed forward with a murderous look, and smiled sinisterly.Suddenly, he made a beautiful move of "Rat Peng Spreading Wings", and kicked the boy's ass accurately.The young man staggered, and fell heavily on the ground, "dog crawling shit" in extreme embarrassment.

The boy struggled, and managed to get up, but before he could stand still, another gangster rushed forward and kicked the boy several times.

The boy fell to the ground again.

Although the street lights were dim, I still clearly saw the boy's stubborn and incomparably handsome face—huh?Isn't he Ning Xiaoyu?

This guy is causing trouble again.I saw him lying on the ground, he would rather die than surrender, he was very ambitious, and he tried harder and struggled to get up.

Several punks surrounded him.

They looked excited, their faces were ferocious, and they had a bloodthirsty impulse.It's like a few wild cats, after catching the mouse, they didn't eat it right away, but loosened and tightened for a while, with Lexus elements, slowly playing with it, as entertainment.

My car stopped in front of them.

I can't do nothing, can I?Anyway, I saved him once before, so it's not a big deal to save him one more time now.When the gangsters were about to kick Ning Xiaoyu again, I got out of the car and rushed over, like a warrior who feared death, hugged Ning Xiaoyu with my thin body, protecting him desperately.

I yelled at the punks: "How shameless are you? How many people bully one person?"

Several punks stopped moving.

They stared at me in surprise.One of the gangsters said: "Girl, you look pretty good for the sake of being a girl. Go away! If you don't go away, then don't blame us for being rude and even bullying you!"

Another little bastard looked me up and down, whistled, and said eccentrically, "Are you asking the dog to meddle in the rat's business? It's interesting, before we get better, you go away! Or, our animal nature Get up, maybe they will strip/naked your clothes on the spot, and gang/rape you!"

I said loudly, "No, I'm not leaving!"

The little bastard who dyed his hair red, yellow and blue said: "If you don't leave, don't blame us for being rude!" He waved his hand fiercely: "Brothers, give it to me!"

In a hurry, I blurted out: "I called 110 just now, and the police are coming."

Several punks glanced at each other.

The little bastard who dyed his hair red, yellow and blue resentfully, he said to Ning Xiaoyu: "Boy, you are lucky, you stepped on dog/shit/luck, and a beautiful woman sacrificed herself to save her!"

The punks ran away.

After a while, he ran away without a trace.

I didn't know that I had a posture but no strength, and I was a veritable paper tiger——When I heard the word "gang/rape", I was frightened out of my wits and my whole body went limp.Who knows if these little bastards are here for real?You know, how terrifying the word "gang/rape" is to a girl.

That is simply life is worse than death.

After the little gangster left, I was still in a daze, my mind went blank, and I didn't know how to react.In the end, Ning Xiaoyu reminded: "Hey, sister, you can't keep hugging me like this, can you? Let me go!"

Only then did I remember that half of my body—that is, the upper body, the chest part, was still pressing on Ning Xiaoyu, holding him tightly with both hands, in a posture of protecting him.

I couldn't help saying "Aiya", and my face turned red immediately, and my face was as red as Guan Gong's face, Ning Xiaoyu.Although he is only 16 years old, a 16-year-old man is also a man, right?

I quickly let go of my hand and let Ning Xiaoyu go.

Ning Xiaoyu turned over, a lithium fish straightened up, and sat upright on the ground.Then, Ning Xiaoyu raised his eyes and looked at me, a 16-year-old boy, his eyes are always clear, as clear as a glass ball immersed in water.

I also looked at him.

Ning Xiaoyu suddenly grinned and smiled: "Why? Have you never seen a handsome guy? Looking at me so lewdly?"

My face turned hot red again.I was very annoyed, "Yah" and said: "Who is looking at you bewitchingly? A brat, what kind of handsome guy do you call yourself? Really!"

"Sister, I am 16 years old!" Ning Xiaoyu was dissatisfied: "I am no longer a kid."

I'm too lazy to tangle with him on this issue.

With a straight face of an elder, he taught him: "You are really 16 years old, you don't understand anything, why do you make troubles and fights again? You always get into trouble all day long, and you are not afraid of your parents worrying. "

"My parents are not worried." Ning Xiaoyu shrugged, very disapproving: "They don't bother to care about me."

"Nonsense!" I glared at him, "Why do your parents ignore you?"

Ning Xiaoyu was not convinced, and contradicted me: "I'm not wrong. My parents are workaholics. They spend 360 days a year, and they spend [-] days either on business trips or overtime. They don't see each other all day. I grew up Big, spend more time with nannies than with them."

I said, "They want to support you and give you a good living environment. If you don't work hard, how can you make money?"

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(End of this chapter)

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