1311 Taking Advantage of Dad (1/2)

The pale green body fluid of the Western Chili was used over and over again. With every application, the pain lessened a little. The swelling subsided as well.

When the fluid was used up, the fat boy felt rejuvenated.

”Haha! Haha! Come to me! Come to me! If you can come at me again!” He jumped up and slammed his foot on the struggling Western Chili. His weight crushed the bug, and its internal organs flowed out. He was not satisfied and stomped two more times before wiping his shoe clean by the roadside.

Snowy and the others were disgusted and didn't look.

Zhang Zian had wanted to take a photo of the Western Chili to check what species it was, but the fat boy had reacted quickly. He'd been unable to stop him. The bug was now nothing but a pile of vomit-like substance. He could only sigh. What a child! Once the pain was gone, he'd forgotten his ordeal. If he got poisoned again after stepping on the corpse of the Western Chili, he would indeed be unlucky.

”Zhuang! Zhuang! What are you doing?”

A man holding a briefcase rushed out of the crowd and held the boy's shoulders. He looked him up and down.

This man must've been the father. After he had confiscated the mobile phone, he'd gone to work overtime. However, some of the passersby had managed to get his phone number by asking the fat boy and called him. They had not told him much about what had happened, merely mentioning that it was an allergic reaction.

He didn't care about what his boss thought and hurriedly ran back. He had just alighted from a taxi when he saw his son being surrounded by many people. His son was standing, and that made him more relieved.

He noticed the suspicious pale green substance on his neck and wiped it with a finger. He smelled it, but it was a strange smell he did not recognize. Maybe he should lick it…

Everyone quickly stopped him. Like father, like son, but he should not be bullied too!

He didn't even know what this was, and he wanted to lick it?

Everyone chimed in, and he lowered his head to look at the crushed Western Chili. He then carefully examined the rash that had not completely subsided on his son's back.

”So naughty! You were almost skinned alive! You play around at home and even do so outside?” He raised his hand, preparing to hit the boy.

The fat boy held his neck and yelled, ”Beat me! Go ahead! If you dare to beat me, I will tell Mom! You will have to kneel down before her tonight with no dinner!”

Everyone laughed. This kid was really overbearing, even to his dad.

The man was so embarrassed that he couldn't wait to find a hole to hide in. After he raised his hand, he didn't hit the boy. No one knew if it was because he cared about the boy or perhaps because of what was waiting for him when he returned home.

Zhang Zian nodded sympathetically. Without a wife, there would be no such troubles.

The man thanked everyone and took his son back home. Besides, he had already taken leave, and it didn't make sense for him to go back to the company. It would be better to go home and discuss whether to bring the boy to the hospital with his wife.

The fat boy refused to go. He made up an excuse that he needed to go back and find his pen and notebook. He knew that when he reached home, his mother would discipline him, perhaps even spank him.

His dad knew that he was looking for an excuse. He had never seen him so serious about his homework. He often instead deliberately forgot to do his homework. There was no way he'd turned over a new leaf today.