The scar-faced man frowned.
Where did this man come from?
Did he throw a rolling pin just now? He was so far away, but he was actually so accurate!
Was that a butcher knife in his hand? What kind of weapon was this?
Father Su's arrival made Su Ergou shout, "Dad, Dad! You're here!"
Su Cheng walked past his son, to the amazement of the hooligan on top of Su Ergou.
Su Cheng helped his fat daughter up from the ground. His expression changed instantly as he asked dotingly, "Daughter, are you alright?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Where was his stance?
Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, "I'm fine."
Old Master Su said domineeringly, "Rest at the side and let Dad deal with this group of trash!"
"Dad, give this to me." Su Xiaoxiao pointed at the slingshot hanging on his waist.
This was Xiaohu's slingshot which was confiscated when Xiaohu didn't focus on pooping. He had brought it out when he went out and did not notice it.
