Domineering, I'm that crazy

man

This glance made everyone retreat involuntarily.

When Nuo Yiming's eyes overlapped with the little boy's, those watery eyes looked at Nuo Yiming and muttered: "Don't hit my mother, don't..."

Nuo Yiming quickly put away the murderous look and cold eyes on his body.

In an instant, Nuo Yiming's eyes became sunny and gentle.

He took off the peaked cap on his head, put it on the boy's head lightly, and smiled slightly, "Protect your mother well and let your uncle drive away those who bully your mother, okay?"

The little boy nodded heavily with his immature face, tears fell down his eyes, but he quickly wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes with his hands.

"I'm a man, and a man can't cry. If you cry, you can't protect your mother."

Hearing this, Nuo Yiming's eyes became wet.

As for Zhang Jing, she immediately hugged the little boy tightly, as if if someone called, she could protect the boy with her back.

Nuo Yiming took a deep breath, and said with a choked voice: "Leave with me later, I don't want to see you suffer."

Because Nuo Yiming also suffered the same pain when he was a child.

That's how his mother protected him...

In an instant, Nuo Yiming turned around, and the warm eyes of the sun disappeared, making people feel uneasy and frightened again.

"Come together, a quick battle!"

The cold voice pierced everyone's ears, the voice was ethereal, as if it came from hell.

In the next second, everyone rushed over.

Nuo Yiming jumped suddenly, the whole person rose into the air, his feet lightly landed on the hoes of the rushing crowd, turned over again, and he was already standing behind those people.

A hand knife was slammed towards the lower part of these people's cervical spine, and the movement was fast.

Just in one breath, clatter———

All the things in everyone's hands fell to the ground.

And these people are the same, fainted like dumplings.

Zhang Jing's eyes widened, she never thought that Nuo Yiming had such strength, "Yi, Yiming, you..."

The little boy shouted, "Uncle is amazing, uncle is awesome! Uncle is superman!"

Nuo Yiming turned around and smiled at the little boy, then turned back and walked towards the bamboo man, approaching step by step.

The bamboo pole man looked at Nuo Yiming in horror, "You, you, don't come here! Let me tell you, if you want Zhang Jing and my son, if you want 500 million yuan each, give me 1000 million yuan, and you can..."

Nuo Yiming stepped forward suddenly, and slapped the bamboo pole man on the cheek.

The man with the bamboo pole fell directly to the ground, his body kept trying to retreat, and his hands kept groping, looking for a weapon.

In the next second, the bamboo pole man touched a rake, and rushed towards Nuo Yiming.

Nuo Yiming turned around beautifully, and the rake hit the ground heavily from Nuo Yiming's side against his clothes.

In just a moment, Nuo Yiming's foot stepped on the rake.

The man with the bamboo pole wanted to pull out the rake, but suddenly found that the rake seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

I saw Nuo Yiming forcefully.

With a bang, the entire rake, starting from those few sharp points, went deep into the ground heavily.

At that time, two men in black clothes rushed in from outside the wall. The two moved very quickly. One hugged the little boy, the other carried Zhang Jing, and left the house quickly.

Nuo Yiming's eyes froze and he exclaimed, "Not good!"

He turned around and was about to chase after him, but there was a group of elderly ladies standing outside the door.

Among them, several old ladies had fallen to the ground.

"Ouch, Ouch" shouted.

The other people also surrounded Nuo Yiming, "You bastard, you hurt someone, you will lose money!"