In summer, the woods are lush with branches and leaves. There are three or two single palms, three or four walnut trees with thick arms, and dozens of green pyramid-like pine trees neatly arranged inside the fence.

In the middle of these trees, a pear tree 124.684 feet high and 11.2 feet in diameter, so shaded the sky that the surrounding trees became small saplings compared with it.

At this moment, under the big pear tree, two six or seven-year-old kids were leaning against the big tree, pointing at the broken window on the second floor, muttering something.

"Theodore, take a look. I told you there is no one in the villa, otherwise we smashed the glass in his house and no one came out."

"There must be someone. The day before yesterday, George and I smashed this piece of glass. This is the same piece. It was replaced today. It means that there are new neighbors here. Let's go quickly, and be careful not to be caught."

"Cowards, what are you afraid of, we are children, so what if we get caught, look at that piece of stained glass, it's beautiful, how about we smash it?"

Hearing this, Roca couldn't bear it anymore, these two brats deserved a beating too much.

"What are you doing?!"

"Ah~"

The two brats turned their heads and yelled.

The tall one trembled in fright, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground.

The thin one froze for a moment, then sat down on the ground, crying loudly.

At this time, Roca's hair was disheveled, and his cold face was stained with black oil. He was wearing a tank top and shorts, and his muscles were angry. What's more frightening was that he was holding a big wrench in his hand, just like the killer in the movie. Sample.

"Wow~ Mommy, there are bad guys!"

The little boy sat on the ground and wiped his tears.

The older one froze for a moment, ran away in fright, quickly got out of the wooden fence, and disappeared for a moment.

The companion ran away, and the little boy's cries became louder.

"..."

Roca was embarrassed.

He just yelled, but it scared the child to tears. Could it be that the little guy knew he was wrong and his conscience was condemned, so he might as well forgive him once.

"Don't cry, little guy, I'm not a bad person!"

"Wow~ Mom, Dad, there are bad guys!"

The little guy cried with his eyes closed.

Roca was helpless, he coughed a few times, and said as gently as possible, "Hi~ cute little guy, look at me, how can I be a bad person when I look so good-looking?"

The little guy snorted, put down a little hand, slowly opened his eyes, and looked up, "Woo~ Don't eat me, I don't taste good!"

"..."

Roca's face is black, is this handsome guy so scary?And what the hell is cannibalism?

"Don't cry, I'll treat you to hamburgers, KFC, ice cream..."

"really?"

asked the little guy, blinking his eyes.

"..."

Luo Ka was dumbfounded, your father is definitely the actor.

“Uncle Hanks hurry up, Theodore was caught by the bad guys, right there!”

Roca raised his head and really saw a film king.

"Hi~ Hello, Mr. Hanks!"

Through the fence, he greeted Tom Hanks.

Now there is a very real problem in front of him. The glass at home was smashed by Tom Hanks' son, and he smashed it twice. Should he pay compensation? This is a question.

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175、Here Comes Britney

Compensation must be compensated, this is what Tom Hanks said, but it is not he who compensates, but deducted from the little guy's pocket money.

The wholesale price of two pieces of specially crafted glass is $150, plus a total of $180 for handwork.

The little guy has a monthly pocket money of 200 US dollars, 180 is deducted, and only 20 is left. The little guy Theodore Hanks broke down his fingers and burst into tears. He is so sad. The adults are too shameless. Money is robbed.

In addition to the little guy, Mr. Hanks is also responsible. As a parent, he has poor supervision, so he invites Roca to eat beach barbecue at home.

After going to Hanks' house, Roca couldn't help but blush. Before, he complained on the phone that the new home was too big. It was only after seeing Mr. Hanks' mansion that he understood what a small house is like a big house.

His 'mansion' has a total area of ​​0.5 acres, while Mr. Hanks' mansion has a total area of ​​more than 1.6 acres.

Mr. Hanks' mansion is at the foot of Mount San Vicente.

The home has mountains, water and woods, a horse stable, a half-mile long beach and a private pier, which is mouth-watering.

However, this mansion was sold for $1800 million five years ago, and he is only greedy for the time being.

Beach barbecues are held on the beach, the moon, the sea, the sand, the pier.

Except for him, the rest are Mr. Hanks' family, Mr. Hanks' wife Rita Wilson, son, daughter and nephew, a very lively family.

Everyone sang, danced and chatted. In the middle, Roca showed off a football, which won a lot of applause.

After six o'clock in the afternoon, after attending the barbecue dinner on the beach, Roca was about to leave.

"Hey, big guy, don't go!"

Mr. Hanks' youngest son, Theodore Hanks, held out his hand to stop him.

"Haha, Theodore, what's the matter?"

Rocca knelt down and asked.

The middle-aged uncle next to him, Mr. Hanks, with his belly straightened out, laughed straight at the sight.

"You just said that you want to treat me to Basiliou ice cream. You are an adult, and what the adult said cannot be counted."

The little guy said seriously.

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