Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

The two of them couldn't help but look over there, and that face wasn't much different from now.

Even the youngest daughter whispered, "Mom, that child looks like my brother."

“Don’t talk nonsense, that’s not your brother,” the woman yelled.

"Dad, let me see, I want to see it too." The little boy struggled in the man's arms.

The man covered the little boy's eyes and said in a rough voice, "What are you looking at? They are human traffickers who specialize in defrauding children. Didn't I tell you that you can't believe anything a stranger says?"

Human trafficker Ata: “…”

Oh my god.

The buyer actually teaches the child he bought to be careful of human traffickers?

The score is so outrageous!

Xiaoyin pouted: "Brother Ata, they are so shameless, can I hit them?"

Ata whispered, "Hit me again later, I'll remind you then."

Ata appeared in front of the man, grinned at him, then broke both of his arms with lightning speed and grabbed Li Jiahao.

"Ah, what are you doing, let go of my son."

The woman reached out to grab it, but Ata kicked her away.

Ata said, "What are you doing? You are trying to snatch the child away. That's how your cousin snatched him away from his grandmother's arms. I'll show you how to do it."

"Dad, Mom..." The two girls cried and went to help them.

Li Jiahao was also very frightened and began to struggle in Ata's hands.

Ata held him down and said, "Those are not your parents. They bought you from human traffickers. Your parents and grandma are still looking for you. Your name is not Liu Qing, your name is Li Jiahao."

After saying this, Ata threw the missing person notice in his face.

"Take a good look, is this you? Do you know how to read? If not, I'll read it to you."

"I... I can read. I'm seven years old and in the second grade."

Li Jiahao said unconvinced.

Ata was speechless: "You are eight years old, if you were not lost, you should be in the third grade. They must have lied about your age."

Li Jiahao held the missing person notice and looked at it.

The man's arms were twisted unnaturally and he was sweating coldly from the pain, but he still wanted to pounce on Li Jiahao and snatch him away.

"Give my son back to me, or I..."

Ata spread his hands and said, "Why don't you call the police and say I'm a human trafficker who wants to steal your son. I won't run away. I'll just wait here for the police to catch me."

The man froze.

How dare he call the police?

Once the police noticed Liu Qing, it would be over.

He was so angry that he yelled at the mother and daughter: "What are you standing there for? Go and get my son back."

The eldest daughter did not move, nor did she allow her younger sister to move. She held back the woman who was about to rush over and said, "Since you said your brother was yours, then why didn't you call the police if someone tried to steal him?"

The woman was so anxious that she burst into tears and didn't know how to answer this question.

The eldest daughter said disappointedly: "So what he said is right. My brother was really bought by you. How could you...how could you do such a vicious thing?"

She knew that her brother was not her biological son and subconsciously thought he was adopted. She never expected that he was actually bought from a human trafficker.

The woman raised her hand and slapped her eldest daughter. She was so angry that she said, "You have grown wings and dared to teach your parents a lesson. I really gave birth to you in vain."

Ata sighed, the eldest daughter of this family is a good child who knows right from wrong. It's a pity that these two idiots don't know how to cherish her and just stare at the two pounds of flesh under her crotch.

The man didn't dare to confront Ata head-on. Seeing Xiaoyin standing alone aside, he rushed over and grabbed Xiaoyin's arm with great pain.

"Give my son back to me, or you can't take your sister away from me."

The woman left her eldest daughter behind and rushed over to grab Xiaoyin's other arm: "That's right, let my son go quickly."

The eldest daughter looked at the shameless faces of her parents, her eyes changed from disappointment to indifference, and finally she pulled the corners of her mouth sarcastically.

Forget it, they don’t count on her anyway, so she’ll just be an ungrateful person and let them do whatever they want.

Ata looked at Xiaoyin who was "kidnapped" by the couple. Xiaoyin's eyes were shining as he silently asked him, "Can I hit him now?"

Ata raised his chin and said, "Hit him, but don't hit him to death."

Xiaoyin struggled slightly: "I know."

In the horrified eyes of the two men, Xiao Yin took out a small hammer and hit them hard, making them scream like ghosts.

Ata looked at the two crying girls and snapped his fingers. They instantly fainted to the ground and fell asleep.

If the two girls weren't so young and becoming orphans was so pitiful, Atagao would have asked Xiaoyin to beat those two idiots to death.

Li Jiahao's face turned pale, and the screams of the two people brought back memories that he had long forgotten.

He seemed to have screamed like this before, but he was too scared and forgot it.

He told Ata, and Ata put his hand on his forehead, and then he remembered everything.

In fact, I can already remember things when I was over three years old.

He thought of his beloved grandparents, the sweet soup his grandmother made, and how he was taken away.

When he first came here, he cried all day and wanted to go home and find his grandparents, and refused to call strangers dad and mom.

Then he was locked in a dark room, where he suffered from hunger, cold, and was bitten by rats.

He was so scared that he cried for a long time, and finally had a high fever. When he woke up, he remembered nothing.

Thinking of this, Li Jiahao seemed to have turned back into the little three-year-old boy. He cried and said to Ata:

"My name is not Liu Qing, my name is Li Jiahao, I want to go home, I want my grandparents, I want my parents, woo woo..."

Ata wiped his tears and said, "Don't cry, I will take you back soon."

"Stop fighting, Xiaoyin, let's go."

"Okay, here we go."

Xiaoyin stopped, and the two men were beaten black and blue, with wounds all over their bodies.

All three of the man's legs were severely fractured and he lay on the ground, unable to move.

Seeing their son was about to be taken away, both of them became anxious. The man was lying on his stomach and the woman was kneeling, begging non-stop.

The man almost fainted from the pain, but he was still struggling: "You can't take him away, he is my only son. I spent a lot of money on him, he is my son."

Ata snorted coldly: "Bullshit, this is someone else's son, what does it have to do with you? You have money but you don't spend it on your own child. I call you an idiot and you still don't admit it."

The woman knelt down and kowtowed: "Please, don't take him away. We have never abused him over the years. We work hard to earn money to support him and give him all the good things.

My daughter has never had milk, but he drinks it every day. Even though we are adoptive parents, we do our best to take care of him.”

Ata was even more speechless: "Are you cheap or not? Just ask who asked you to raise the child, can't the parents afford to raise him?

You stole someone's only child and destroyed their family, and you still think you're so great? You should save some money and go to a psychiatrist."

"Also, let me correct your wording."

Ata said word by word: "You are not foster parents, you are buyers, you are thieves."

In order to make the two give up, Ata asked Li Jiahao: "Li Jiahao, do you want to go home or stay here? It's your choice."

Although he told him to make his own choice, what Ata was actually thinking was that if the brat dared to say he wanted to stay, he would knock him out and take him away.

The woman cried and looked at Li Jiahao: "Xiaoqing, think about how your parents have treated you since you were a child. We love you the most, you know. Can you stay?"

Li Jiahao rubbed his eyes. Ata glared at him and clenched his fists.

"My parents would not lock me up in a small dark room, would not let me starve or freeze, and would not watch me get bitten by rats."

"My name is not Liu Qing, my name is Li Jiahao. My grandmother said that I am the pride of the whole family."

He cried and shouted, "I want to go home."