The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

After all, the old woman was old, and although the wooden stick fell at a high frequency, the force was not strong. The man with triangular eyes grabbed the stick and hit her back fiercely.

The old woman was hit with two sticks and screamed "Ah, Ah, Ah" twice, but she did not retreat. Instead, like a fierce old bull, she rammed her head into the man with the triangular eyes without any care.

Triangle Eyes had never seen such a ferocious old woman. He raised his foot and kicked her several meters away with a look of disgust.

The old woman fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"mother!"

When Awang saw his mother being kicked down, he moved closer to her while waving his carrying pole. The man with triangular eyes also joined the fight against him.

Soon, Awang was outnumbered and was pinned to the ground.

Triangle Eyes said to one of the young men, "Go search that old woman!"

The young man walked up to the old woman and just squatted down when suddenly, with a "whoosh", a stone the size of a child's palm flew from nowhere and hit him squarely on the back of his head.

The young man groaned and fell to the ground.

"Who!" The faces of the man with triangular eyes and the other young man suddenly changed, and they immediately turned around to look around.

In the dazzling daylight, there were only dense forests, green grass, and occasionally a few tits flying by, but no one was in sight.

At this moment, another stone flew over with a "whoosh" sound and hit Triangle Eyes' forehead.

Several strands of blood instantly flowed from Triangle Eyes’ forehead. He hurriedly covered the wound with his hands and glanced around in horror, “Who! If you have the guts, get the hell out of here! What kind of hero is it to attack someone from behind!”

A man suddenly jumped out from the bushes nearby and pounced on another young man who was in a daze.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the young man was stabbed in the lower abdomen. Blood gushed out and spilled on the grass. The contrast between red and green was shocking.

"Ah!" The young man screamed, bent over and covered his lower abdomen, not daring to move.

Awang took the opportunity to get up and ran to the old woman. Only then did the mother and son see clearly that the person who had saved them was a "savage".

His hair was disheveled, his body was dirty, his face could not be seen clearly, his clothes were torn into rags, and he was barefoot. Most importantly, he was a cripple, and had many new wounds on his body, as if he had been bitten and scratched by wild beasts.

The two were deeply moved. This "savage" was seriously injured himself, but he still rushed out to save them. What a good man!

The "savage" is fighting with the man with triangular eyes.

The man with triangular eyes seemed to be a martial artist. The "savage" was punched and kicked several times and was unable to withstand it.

The old woman slapped her son on the shoulder and glared at him, "What are you standing there for? Go help!"

Awang reacted immediately, grabbed the carrying pole and hit the man with triangular eyes.

With Awang's help, the savage quickly pinned Triangle Eyes to the ground.

"Break their legs! Prevent them from continuing to hurt people!" the old woman shouted, her sallow, wrinkled face full of cruelty.

Awang swung up the carrying pole and the savage took the wooden stick, and the two of them hit the triangular-eyed man's legs repeatedly.

"Ah! No, don't hit us, please, spare us this time. We are in the wilderness here, and if our legs are broken, we will not be able to survive! Please spare our lives! We are just poor and very hungry, so we made a mistake." The man with triangular eyes turned into a coward in an instant and begged repeatedly.

The savage said coldly: "I don't think you are hungry, but you are some veterans!"

The old woman got up, tremblingly approached, spat at Triangle Eyes, and cursed: "You bastard! You know how to beg for mercy? You've done so many evil things, and you still want to beg for mercy, spare your mother's legs! You don't want to be a good person, but choose to be a beast! Bah! Bastard born of a bitch! Bastard born of a bastard!"

In the end, the three robbers had their legs broken and passed out.

The old woman and A Wang thanked the savage with great gratitude.

The savage looked around vigilantly and whispered, "Hurry up and leave, lest they have accomplices! Besides, if others see us, it will be a big trouble."

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's get out of here!" The old woman then started to panic.

After the savage reminded them, he dragged his broken leg, leaned on a wooden stick, and limped towards the forest with difficulty.

The old woman immediately stopped him and said, "Boy! You are so badly injured, you need to see a doctor right away. If you don't mind, come with us! We are going to Tuniu Village, my daughter's home!"

The savage paused, a light flashing in his eyes.

His leg was broken, and most of his martial arts skills were wasted. He moved very slowly, and walked with difficulty in Black Cloud Mountain for fifteen or sixteen days, relying on picking wild fruits and hunting to survive.

He encountered a pack of wolves two days ago. If his brother hadn't left him a sharp knife, he might not have been able to escape.

He turned around to look at the old woman and A Wang, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, auntie."

"Why call me aunt? Call me grandma. I think you should be about the same age as my eldest grandson." The old woman was very happy. The wild man's voice sounded very young. If he was homeless, she would adopt him and he would be a son for her son Awang.

In this way, the child will have a place to stay, and Awang will have someone to take care of him in his old age.

Awang first carried his mother onto the cart, then helped the savage to sit on the other side of the cart, and then pushed the cart and ran forward quickly.

The three of them walked for an hour. A Wang could no longer walk, so he pushed the wheelbarrow into a secluded forest and planned to rest for a while.

The three were afraid of encountering robbers again, so they hid in a more secluded place.

The old woman felt sorry for the savage, seeing how skinny he was and covered in wounds. "Come on, boy. Drink some water and eat something."

As he said this, he handed Awang the bamboo tube and stuffed a black-flour cake into his pocket.

The savage's gaze fell on the black pancake, his eyes showed greed, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

He hadn't eaten rice or flour for many days, so even though the old woman handed him a coarse flour pancake, he still thought it smelled delicious.

He took the bamboo tube without hesitation and drank a lot of water, then grabbed the black flour pancake and ate it voraciously.

"Hey, slow down, kid, why are you eating so fast?" The old woman seemed to have treated the savage as her own grandson. She patted his back gently, her words full of heartache and anger.

The savage paused slightly, and a warm feeling flowed through his heart in an instant.

The last time someone patted me on the back and gave me loving advice like this was when my grandmother was still alive.

His grandmother scolded him for being picky about food and insisted that he eat more meat.

After the savage finished eating, he drank a few sips of water and said, "Thank you...nanny...nanny."

"Boy, my name is Zhu Meijun and this is my son Zhao Wang. What's your name? How old are you? Why are you alone in the mountains?" The old woman looked at him lovingly.

The wild man said, "My name is Ah Ren, I am 23 years old. I was very hungry and wanted to find food in the mountains, but I got lost."