Reborn Ghost Cultivator

Chapter 12 This brother must learn to be polite in the future (2)
"Hey, sweeper, you have to thank us, do you know? Without us who throw garbage, you would have been laid off a long time ago!" Another gangster sneered, took out a piece of chewing gum, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and took it out to stick On sanitation workers' hair.The others laughed and followed suit.

Suddenly, the little gangster standing next to him was hit by someone, and the lighter he was playing in his hand flew out. His face immediately changed, and he looked at the person who hit him with fire in his eyes. It turned out to be a little girl who was not as tall as his thigh.

However, the little gangster didn't have any concept of respecting the old and loving the young in his heart. He mentioned the little girl and yelled viciously: "You are looking for death? You dare to bump into the young master. You are so impatient." The hand wants to hit someone.

"Skinny, forget it, what's the difference between a brat and her? Don't end up scaring him into something bad, troublesome." A person next to him persuaded.

The bastard known as the thin man snorted heavily, threw him on the ground, and said fiercely: "Damn, it's so unlucky, brat, go over and pick up the lighter for me."

This fall was solid, and it was a concrete floor, which really hurt a little.Mo Qianluo hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled.It's good to just say what you want, and then, there will be something for you to look forward to.

A pair of hands stretched out to lift her up from the ground. Those hands were rough and covered with thick calluses. Mo Qianluo looked up. It was the hand of the sanitation worker who took off the gloves.After picking her up, the aunt picked up the lighter on the ground and handed it over.

"Little boy, don't get mad at the little girl for your lighter."

"Hmph." The thin man didn't pick up the lighter, and slapped his aunt's hand away, saying in disgust, "Dirty."

Auntie looked embarrassed, neither stretched nor shrunk the hand holding the lighter, she could only smile silly.

"This brother." Mo Qianluo walked over, bent down to pick up the lighter, and smiled obediently, "Mom said that you must be polite, respect the old and love the young, and help the poor and weak. Brother and aunt are tired of sweeping the floor. In the future, you Come here at this point every day to help Auntie sweep the floor."

"What are you talking about, you stinky girl? Believe it or not, I will cut you?"

"That's right, little yellow-haired girl, she really takes herself seriously."

"Skinny man, beat him up."

The other gangsters glared at each other, and the gangster named Skinny came out and approached them slowly, and the aunt quickly hugged her back, put her behind her, and retreated as she walked.

The thing that stunned everyone happened. The thin man walked up to his aunt and bowed respectfully: "Auntie, I'm sorry I offended you just now." After he finished, he tilted his head and nodded at Mo Qianluo, "I'm sorry, little sister , My brother hurt you just now."

"From now on, I will come to help you clean the streets every day." The little gangster said again.

"Hey! Thin man, are you fucking out of your mind or squeezed by the door?"

"Be polite and don't speak vulgar words," said the thin man.

"Damn it, I think he's gone to hell."

"That's right, forget it, this kid has a convulsion, we don't care about him, I heard that the little turtle grandson next door is spreading everywhere outside that we are his defeated opponents, so I will teach them a few lessons today!"

"Damn, court death, go."

All the gangsters were gone, leaving only the skinny guy who picked up the broom and swept the floor obediently. The sun had already come out, and the golden sunlight fell on him, and there was a bit of an indescribable smell.

The aunt was quite relieved to see her from behind, scratched her hair, and smiled innocently: "Hehe, I said half-old children are not bad in their minds, but if they have a bad partner, they can change as long as they can." At the end, she pushed Get on the garbage truck, look at the schoolbag on Mo Qianluo's shoulder, and say, "Little girl, are you going to school? Hurry up, Auntie is going to sweep the floor, and watch carefully when you walk in the future. Not four people anymore."

"Okay, auntie, then I'm leaving." Mo Qianluo nodded, lifted the schoolbag on his shoulder, and turned around.

Just then, a black car stopped beside her...

(End of this chapter)