Chapter 2091 I can't kill you!
The little boy sniffed and sobbed, "My father... woo woo... last year at the construction site... fell from a building... failed to be rescued... passed away..."

Jian Junxi sighed silently, trying to comfort him
Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from behind, and said angrily: "You smelly monk, how dare you scratch my car?"

Jian Junxi and the little boy were taken aback at the same time, and when they turned around, they saw a tall and strong man.

He glared angrily, and walked over fiercely, followed by two men who looked like bodyguards.

The little boy took two steps back in fright, Jian Junxi looked down and saw that the wire was still in his hand, and a look of helplessness flashed across his brows and eyes.

Slowly stood up, nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Amitabha..."

Without further ado, the man raised his fist and punched her on the right cheek. Jian Junxi was exhausted in the first place, and he was taking the blame for the child, so he didn't hide.

This punch directly smashed her into the pines and cypresses on the side of the road. The alms bowl and wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground, blood overflowed from her dry lips, and she was already dying.

"Uncle... woo woo..." The little boy ran to her side crying.

Especially when he saw that her mouth was covered with blood, he was afraid that she would die, and he was at a loss, so frightened that he cried even louder.

"It's okay, don't cry..." Jian Junxi weakly comforted him, sat up on the mud floor, and wiped the blood stains around the corners of his lips with his hand.

"You smelly monk, you dare to scratch Laozi's car, do you know how much my car is? You are looking for death!"

The man looked at the imprint on the car, his eyes spewed fire, pointed at Jian Junxi and began to curse.

After scolding, she was about to continue to fight, but the little boy stopped in front of her, crying and shouting: "I did it, it's none of this uncle's business!"

"You little bastard, I can't beat you to death!" The man raised his hand and was about to hit the little boy.

Seeing this, Jian Junxi immediately stood up, pulled the boy behind him, and said weakly: "Amitabha, you have to go around people and go around people. He is just a child, please don't blame the benefactor!"

"Child? Children can destroy other people's property?" the man sneered angrily.

Pointing at the boy, he continued to shout: "Do you know how much my car costs? Even if I sell you two, I can't afford it!"

"It was you who bullied my mother first!" The boy's right hand clenched Jian Junxi's monk robe tightly, as if by doing so, he could gain some courage from her.

Jian Junxi looked down at the stubborn little boy, wondering why?My heart feels like I was stung by a wasp, it hurts a lot.

She could feel the helplessness and pain in the boy's heart, and she could even describe it with deep understanding...

"Heh..." The man suddenly sneered coldly, put his hands on his chest, and said arrogantly and contemptuously: "I just bullied her, what can you do to me?"

"You...you bastard, you will die badly, even if you die, you will go to the eighteenth floor of hell!" The boy blushed with anger, and pointed at the man like an adult, cursing hysterically.

"You little bastard, come here, beat me hard!" The man was so angry that his hostility was raging all over his body, and he pointed at the little boy and shouted hysterically.

The two bodyguards looked at each other and rushed over to catch the little boy.

Jian Junxi stopped in front and persuaded in a soft voice: "These benefactors, he is just a child, please don't argue with him."

"Mala, what are you? If you dare to stop me, I will beat you too!"

(End of this chapter)

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