?But Fang Dalong didn't do this. He just wanted to see, without participating in the design, let the ability of death design itself play a role, and see what the level nine strength is going on.

In addition, Fang Dalong himself returned to the tent in the park to protect Dongfang Xiaoxue in close proximity, while the four Paynes lurked around the fat woman, ensuring that the surrounding situation did not change and that the accident would really happen unexpectedly.

Their purpose of existence is to protect the safety of the little girl when fat women suffer accidents.

As a result, something very interesting happened. The fat woman suddenly had a stomachache and couldn't wait to go to the toilet to have diarrhea. There were many people in the nearby public toilet, so the fat woman did not dare to take the little girl in, because she could not let the little girl get out of her sight, so she could only drag the little girl into the toilet room.

Such a narrow compartment, there is a pit inside, let your children go in and squeeze and smell the smell of shit?

This is obviously a very abnormal behavior, so the fat woman could only go to a flower bed and take off her pants and defecate under the obstruction of the surrounding holly.

She was originally holding the little girl with one hand because the little girl was struggling so hard, but she finally had to reach out to get paper to wipe her butt. Her body was a little fat. When she was squatting, her left hand could not reach the right pocket.

She grabbed the little girl with her right hand, and the paper was in her right trouser pocket. She had to change her left hand to grab the little girl and take the paper from her right trouser pocket with her right hand.

Just when she just let go of the little girl with her right hand and wanted to catch the little girl with her left hand, the little girl squatted down and let the woman catch her for nothing. Then the little girl turned around and ran away, yelling while running:

"Mom, Mom!"

In desperation, the fat woman hurriedly went to catch the little girl. The little girl didn't catch it, and she was dragged to the ground by her pants and sat on the shit she was pulling.

The fat woman didn't care about wiping her hips carefully, so she picked up her pants and chased her. The yellow shit gradually oozed out of her pants, and some yellow liquid flowed down her legs and entered her shoes. So when she ran, her feet slowly became a little slippery in her shoes.

"Come here!"

The fat woman caught up with the little girl, bent down and grabbed it. However, because she used too much force, her feet slipped and fell to the ground. There was a pointed stone on the ground. Her mouth hit the tip of the stone hard, and blood was flowing.

The fat woman covered her mouth in pain and screamed, spitting out two bloody teeth.

"The little bitch raised by a bitch! I'll beat you to death when I drag it back!"

The fat woman cursed and stood up and chased after her again.

A delivery guy was speeding over on a motorcycle. He looked down at his phone. After finally raising his head, he suddenly found the little girl near him. The delivery guy screamed and threw away his phone. The motorcycle braked and turned around in an emergency, and passed by the little girl in a thrilling second.

But facing the fat woman chasing her behind, the delivery guy was powerless and could only scream:

"Does go!"

Bang!

The front of the motorcycle hit the fat woman's belly firmly, and the wheels hit her crotch hard.

The fat woman let out a dull scream and was directly driven out five meters away, and half of her body entered the holly on the side of the road.

The delivery guy was frightened and quickly threw away the motorcycle and ran over to help the fat woman up. However, because he was overly nervous, his feet slipped and pressed directly on the fat woman, causing the fat woman to scream again and his body began to squint.

The delivery guy quickly pulled her out of the holly. The fat woman had grass leaves on her face, and blood foamed out of the corners of her mouth. She stared at the delivery guy with her eyes widened and grabbed the delivery guy's collar with both hands, and shouted weakly with all her strength:

"Don't...don't run...save money...save money..."

The delivery guy hurriedly said:

"I'll call an ambulance right away! You wait first, I'm not the kind of person who runs away if you hit someone, and it's on the road, and people are watching everywhere around me, and there are cameras, so I can't run away..."

"Don't call an ambulance... don't call an ambulance... pay money... pay money..."

The fat woman grabbed the delivery guy and refused to let go.

The delivery guy said anxiously:

"Don't catch me like this. I'll take out my phone and call you 120. What do you mean?"

"I want...cash money...not going to the hospital...get cash..."

The delivery guy widened his eyes and said:

"What a joke, I have less than two hundred dollars in my pocket, and it's useless to give it all to you."

"Cash...Cash...I want 20,000..." The fat woman grabbed the delivery guy's hand and it was even more fierce, and she might have been hit to hurt her internal organs. Her eyes were congested at this moment, and the blood foam that spurted out when she spoke fell on the delivery guy's face.

The delivery guy suddenly realized something. He looked at the fat woman and felt that the fat woman should be the kind of person with a criminal record, or the kind of person who does abnormal work, otherwise he would not be unwilling to go to the hospital. After all, it was too cruel to hit him.

So he opened the fat woman's hand and said seriously:

"You don't have to ask me for cash. My family doesn't have that much money, but my motorcycle is insured. I immediately call 120 to deal with this."

"This is a formal legal process. If you don't want to, you can call 110 directly and let the traffic police deal with it. Then I will hit you and report it to you for how much money it costs, but your original illness may not be dependent on me."

As he said that, the delivery guy stood up and quickly took out his phone and called 110. Yes, he didn't call 120 anymore, but just called 110. What if this woman was a fugitive? She was arrested by the police, she could not cheat herself, and it would become beneficial to herself during the accident identification process.

The fugitive fled in a hurry and was hit by himself. The fugitive himself would have a lot of responsibility, but he was not treated as a good citizen who was law-abiding and law-abiding.

"No...don't call!"

The fat woman actually struggled to stand up and rushed directly to the delivery guy.

The delivery guy stepped back, and the fat woman rushed forward. The delivery guy had already dialed the phone and simply turned around and ran while making the phone call.

The fat woman chased after a few steps but couldn't catch up. She turned around and ran back. Another fast motorcycle came forward. She hit the fat woman five meters away, especially after hitting more than two meters high, and once again hit her and hit her hard into the holly.

The delivery guy was shocked, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground.

The motorcycle also fell into the holly, but a drunk man got off the top. He ran to the woman in two or three steps, grabbed the woman's hair and roared:
Chapter completed!