Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3050 Uncle is weak (three more)

Another person carried the little boy on his back, but the burden became heavier and heavier, which was unspeakably miserable.

On the way back to the mountain, I even changed several bandit boys, each of them was really exhausted!
After finally arriving at the bandit's den on the top of the mountain, the little boy looked around, "Uncles, this is not my home, what did you bring me here for? I want my grandpa, I want to find my grandpa..."

The little boy began to cry.

"I am your grandfather!"

A rough voice came from the big chair with tiger skin in front.

The torches on the walls on both sides were all lit up in an instant, and a man with a rough voice like him was lazily leaning on the tiger leather chair.

The man was still holding a flagon in his hand, and his eyes were hazy from drunk, but at this moment, a pair of squinting eyes were turning around the little boy's body.

Yes, lewd.

The little boy looked up at the man on the tiger-skin chair, and pursed his lips.

Here, the second master, who was covering his mouth, leaned forward in front of the tiger leather chair, "Brother, I was going down this mountain to rob a carriage, but someone messed it up and made my mouth like this... ..."

When the head of the family heard this, he was furious.

"My Decepticons dare to do it? Let me see..."

When he saw the bloody mouth of the Second Master, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

In the end, I laughed until I couldn't straighten my waist, and the wine in my mouth sprayed out.

"Hahaha, I just want to laugh when I see your rabbit's mouth!" said the boss.

The second master wanted to cry, "Brother, I did not forget to show respect to you even though I was injured. This little boy was masturbated on the way back to the mountain, and he brought it back for you to play with."

The head of the family said: "Well, it's not bad, you know I like this, you go down and treat the wound, and I will reward you later!"

"Thank you bro!"

Erdang bowed several times, covered his mouth and ran out of the hall in a hurry.

Here, the eldest got off the tiger-skin chair and came to the little boy. He stretched out his hand to pinch the little boy's chin, and raised his little face to look at him.

"Uncle, do you like to play with children?" The little boy was not afraid at the moment, and looked at the big master in front of him with a childlike expression.

The head of the family smiled lewdly and said, "I like playing with little boys, who are as big as you and so beautiful, uncle likes them the most."

"Uncle, what kind of games do you like to play? I'll accompany you!" the little boy asked with a smile on his eyes.

This handsome little appearance really made the head itch so hard that he wished he could be eaten!

"Uncle can play any game..."

"Really? Then let's warm up by breaking our wrists first!"

The little boy said, stretching out his little hand.

This little hand was carved with jade like his own.

This made the big master couldn't help but think about it, he smiled, stretched out his big hand that was still holding his booger just now, and grabbed the little boy's little hand.

"Uncle, your hands stink, did you pick your nose?" the little boy asked again.

The head of the family grinned, "You know all of this, little brat, you are amazing!"

"Hey!" The little boy also laughed, and then his eyes suddenly froze.

There was only a crisp cracking sound coming from the master's wrist.

"what!"

The big boss yelled, and jumped aside, flicking his fiery wrists.

"Little devil..."

"Uncle, you see Niu Taomao looks like a black bear, why can't you use such strength? Hey, you are really weak!"

The little boy stood there with a smile, shook his head, and sighed softly like a little adult.

The head master came to his senses, rubbed his wrist that was still hurting, squinted his eyes and looked at the little boy: "Little devil, you like to play with this, don't you? Okay, I will play with you!"

He squeezed another fist the size of a sandbag and threw it at the little boy.

Beat this brat half to death first, and then ravage him!
When a fist hit, the little boy suddenly leaned over.

"Oh, the shoes are open..."

He smiled and squatted on the ground to pull out his shoes.

The big head smashed his fist into the air above his head, missing nothing.

"Stinky boy, do you still want to hide?"

The head sneered, took aim at the little boy squatting on the ground, and swept across with a whirlwind kick.

When his long legs were about to sweep over the little boy's body, the little boy suddenly put one hand on the ground, his small body soared into the air, rotated around the palm of his hand, and then squatted back to the ground firmly.

"Fun, really fun!"

He clapped his little hands, stood up, smiled and looked at the embarrassing and angry big boss in front of him.

"Uncle, I'm standing here for you to hit, why can't you hit it? Are you old and dizzy?"

He asked seriously, and he asked in front of all the gangsters in the hall.

The head of the family was furious, and his eyes showed a fierceness that wanted to tear everything apart.

"Little devil, I didn't expect that there are still two tricks? If you can still catch this third trick, I will take your surname!"

"bass!"

The big master pulled out a shining big knife, like a woman's ear piercing, with a row of small round holes and a row of small iron hooks hanging on the big knife.

When the big master waved his big knife and chopped off the little boy's shoulder, the other bandit boys in the hall were all shocked.

This big knife weighs several tens of catties. Before the big master, he used this knife to chop a black mule snatched from the mountain in half and eat it with wine.

Such a little boy carved in powder and jade, with delicate skin and tender flesh, after being stabbed, he couldn't...

Some were equally vicious and excited, while some timid ones were so frightened that they covered their eyes and dared not look.

"clang!"

After a crisp sound, the gravel on the ground splashed like raindrops.

Where the little boy was standing, a deep groove had been cut in the ground, and the little boy was nowhere to be found.

"Where's the little devil?"

The head of the family was stunned, who was standing here just now, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

"Uncle, I'm here!"

A pleasant child's voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Where? Where?"

The big head turned his neck and looked around, but he didn't see it.

"Oh!"

A small stone hit the head of the head.

"I'm on top of your head!" The little boy's voice sounded again.

The head looked up, and saw that the little boy sat on the beam of the roof at some point, his feet were hanging down, dangling slightly.

The big master stomped his feet angrily and wanted to cut the beam, but the big knife got stuck in the crack of the stone on the ground and could not be pulled out.

"The head of the family, you can't, the house will collapse if the beam breaks..."

Someone shouted dissuasion from below.

The head of the family can't listen.

"Go away, if I don't chop up this little devil's head into meat sauce for drinking, I will take his surname!"

The big master spit into his hands, kicked his feet on the ground again, and stretched out his arms to hold the handle of the big knife.

With a wild roar: "Hey!"

The big knife came up with a string of sparks, and he swung the big knife and slashed at the beam above his head...

(End of this chapter)