Chapter 341 (1/2)

”Sell rice dumplings, one yuan for each dumpling!”

This is a busy morning market. On both sides of the street, there are hot steamed buns, soybean milk and delicious beef noodles.

Under the shade of the tree, there are several elderly people sitting together, shaking the palm fan, chatting about the usual words.

The more he walked forward, the more surprised he was!

”Little brother, would you like some dumplings?”

A smiling peddler, carrying a bowl of steaming dumplings, asked kindly.

”Uncle Li?”

In front of the eyes of this beautiful peddler, it seems that with the memory of the people, gradually overlap together.

”Don't dare to do it or not. I can't afford to call it. Come and have a taste of this bowl of dumpling handle, little brother!”

Liao Xiaoduo hesitated, served dumplings, small heart had to blow blowing, eat one.

The soft and glutinous taste spreads in the mouth, leaving bursts of fragrance.

This is the taste of childhood!

Liao Xiaoduo's eyes widened, and then looked back at the surrounding scenes.

The frozen memory, like the flood with the valve opened, gushed out.

He actually went back to where he lived when he was a child?!

So, was he still there when he was a kid?

Liao Xiaoduo suddenly thought of something. As soon as his aura turned and he lifted his breath, he disappeared in his place, leaving only a sudden gust of wind.

Bang -

the bowl in the peddler's hand falls to the ground and turns into pieces.

”It's... it's a warrior. In my lifetime, I saw a living warrior!”

In a small corner behind a dilapidated school building.

A small, frail little boy was sitting on a step, his hands around his knees, his head buried in his knees, his shoulders pumping, obviously something sad happened.

”Oh, here are the oil tankers?”

”Everybody, come here, I found the oil bottle!”

A cry of ill will rang out, and more than a dozen tall and half grown children leaned over.

As soon as the little boy heard the voice, he got up in a hurry. He couldn't even wipe away his tears. He wanted to leave here in a hurry.

”Oh, oil bottle, we didn't let you go. Where do you want to go?”

A tall but very fat boy with a face full of flesh and blood blocked the little boy's way.

After him, more than a dozen teenagers immediately swarmed in and surrounded the little boy.

”I... I just want to go home...”

the little boy replied timidly, his eyes as pure as deer were frightened, full of fear.

”Ha ha, it's really a useless oil bottle!” The little fat man sneered, a foot is a cruel kick.

The little boy wanted to escape, but behind him was a group of people. He could only close his eyes and endure the pain. After all, it's not the first time such a thing has happened.

As soon as Liao Xiaoduo arrived here, something like this happened. He had always been calm and calm. When he saw this scene, his expression immediately became ferocious. He rushed quickly to block the attack.

”Half step punch!”

When he was young, he made a direct attack on the small wall with his fists.

What's going on? Liao Xiaoduo was shocked.