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Chapter 186 Portelia
Portelia carefully held a silver coin in her hand. This silver coin was the meager remuneration she got after working for others for half a month, and it was also her living expenses for the next half month.

She can get two silver coins a month, but she can't spend two silver coins a month. In this way, when she comes to winter, she can save one silver coin and buy herself a pair of thick clothes.

Thinking of this, the corners of Portelia's chapped mouth turned up slightly, she smiled with satisfaction, put the silver coin in her hand into the body pocket of her clothes that had been washed white and patched a lot, carefully After pressing the button, he carried his basket and walked towards the vegetable market.

In the evening, because the vegetables are no longer fresh, the vegetables bought will be much cheaper.

But just as she walked out of her impoverished home and walked less than ten meters, a figure that she hated and feared appeared more than ten meters in front of her.

The greedy man she called a weasel, the man who lived nearby by bullying the old and the weak, she was robbed by him three months ago, so she remembered it very deeply.

Is he going to be robbed again today?
Thinking of this, Portelia pursed her lips, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, no, this is earned by her own hard work, so she must not let the other party rob her, and if she is robbed by the other party, her next half I have to be hungry and full again for a month.

Thinking of this, Portelia lowered her head, turned around and walked towards her home, trying to avoid him. That dilapidated home was her only choice and the only safe haven she could think of.

But just as she took a few steps back, she heard Ke's footsteps chasing after her.

Feeling tense, Portelia ran quickly. The distance of more than ten meters seemed extremely long at this moment, but she still took a step ahead of the other party, opened the door, returned to her home, and pushed the door up .

"Bang bang bang!" The door against which she was pushing made a sound that made her heart tremble under the knock of the other party, making her heart beat violently.

"Hoohoo!" Panting violently, Portelia looked at the only weapon kept in the kitchen at home, a kitchen knife that was sharpened by her frequent use.

After a flash of firmness in her eyes, Portelia threw herself at the weapon in her eyes when the decaying door was kicked open by the opponent.

"Crack!" Grabbing the weapon, she felt a bit of peace of mind, then turned around and looked at the uninvited 'guest'.

"Get out!" Portilia threw away her weakness at this moment, showed her strong side, and pointed the weapon in her hand at the opponent.

"Hey! You're so courageous!" Looking at the sallow face in front of him due to long-term malnutrition, the weasel's greedy eyes looked for the one who showed a hint of mischief.

Porteria gritted her teeth, slightly raised her eyebrows like a rapier, and shouted coldly, "Get out!".

"Haha!" The weasel sneered, and pushed towards the opponent step by step. He had seen this kind of situation a lot. She was just a weak woman, and now she was just stern.

But just when he took two steps towards the opponent, Portelia pursed her lips, held the kitchen knife in her hand, and slashed directly over the opponent.

The weasel was startled and paused. In an emergency, he tilted his head back, but he still felt a cold light flash across his face, and then a stinging pain came from his face.

"Damn it, this lunatic just cut his own throat!" The weasel was frightened, and directly held the opponent's hand holding the knife, so that he couldn't break free, and at the same time touched the face with the other hand. Suddenly, a bright red color appeared on his fingertips.

"Damn whore!" Weasel cursed angrily, threw away the knife in his hand, and slapped Portelia on the face.

Immediately, a dark red five-fingerprint appeared on Portelia's face, and even under this slap, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and with her head buzzing, Portelia's body softened and she fell directly to the ground .

"I don't know what's good!" Weasel cursed softly, and kicked the opponent's body twice, making Portelia scream out, and even almost fainted due to the severe pain.

Seeing this, the weasel sneered, stretched out his hand to search Portilia's body, and took out the silver coin that was still warm from Portelia's close-fitting pocket.

"Just one! Poor ghost!" Cursed in a low voice, looking at Portelia who was lying on the ground moaning in pain, a strange look appeared on her face.

"I didn't expect this poor girl to be quite talented!" Thinking of the touch when he searched for money just now, the weasel laughed lewdly, and after packing the silver coins in his hand, he directly lifted up Portelia, who was still in pain and weak. Walk towards the bed, one of the only two pieces of furniture in this room.

Seeing this, Portelia, who was still weak, began to struggle. The strength was not strong, but it made the weasel impatient.

"Be honest!" Weasel yelled angrily, grabbed Portelia's platinum-blond long hair, pulled up the other's head, and slammed it on the bed. After a muffled sound, Portelia's forehead became red and swollen .

"Buzz!" Portelia, who felt her world began to spin and blur, completely lost the power to resist, but she didn't cry because she knew what was going to happen.

As for death?She wouldn't even think about it!Ever since her mother committed suicide and died silently and no one cared, she told herself that even if life was difficult, she would live on!

It's just a pity for her. She even fantasized about giving her body to a Prince Charming she likes.

Thinking of this, Portelia laughed at her wishful thinking.

At this moment, when Portelia felt a coolness in her chest, and that young heart that was strong to survive was completely turned into a pool of stagnant water, she saw a man with short black hair and deep eyes. In Hantan, the man with a handsome face slapped the weasel by the bed away, quickly took off his coat, and put it on her body, making her feel the warmth that she hadn't felt for a long time.

Portelia, who didn't make a sound even in the face of the gun, opened her mouth and said, "Help me!".

Her voice was trembling, with a sense of helplessness that she didn't realize.

"It's all right!" Ji Mo whispered, looking at this stubborn but desperate girl, Ji Mo remembered when he was 12 years old, when the old man who picked him up died, his own isolation Helpless, looking desperate.Immediately, a look of pity appeared on his face, and he pulled up the clothes covering the opponent's body, and said again: "It's okay!".

(End of this chapter)