Chapter 1231 The Real World

When she made her move, the outcome of the scene was immediately decided.

The three gangsters fell to the ground one after another, groaning in pain.

The three of them looked at Bei Yutang with horror, and saw that she was about to step forward. The three people immediately begged for mercy, "Woman, spare your life. Woman, spare your life. The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and asks the woman to spare the three of us."

Bei Yutang stood in front of the three of them, "Because of the fact that you have been training with my son for so long today, I will not accept this order today."

The three looked happy, but the smiles on their faces were quickly frozen.

"But there is no need to keep this skill of yours. Keeping it is also a scourge." While she was talking, she had already shot, and the speed was so fast that the three of them did not react at all.

Hearing the screams resounding one after another on the field, the three of them lost their internal strength and their tendons were torn off, so that they would no longer be able to harm others with the knives in their hands.

When Zhou Chefu saw this scene, his eyes were so wide that he couldn't see that the fat woman in front of him could be so decisive and fierce.

What was even more surprising to him was the kid Mo, who really didn't expect him to be so powerful at such a young age.

The most fearful thing for these coachmen is to encounter bandits and the like. Now that they see the means of the mother and son of the Dong family, they no longer have to worry about the safety on the road. With them around, these little thieves can't help them along the way.

The boy Mo drooped his head and walked to Bei Yutang, "Mother, I've let you down."

He felt very uncomfortable for his failure to subdue the three gangsters.

He felt that he had failed his mother's trust, let down his mother's expectations, and disappointed her.

Bei Yutang took out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead gently. The boy Mo raised his head, looked at her blankly, and looked at his mother with a smile in his eyes.

"Mother, aren't you angry?" The boy asked in a soft and glutinous voice with a hint of uncertainty.

Bei Yutang smiled and said: "You are already very powerful. However, you must continue to work hard. The enemy will not show mercy to you just because you are a child. Do you know where you lost this time?"

The boy Mo pondered for a moment and then said: "Mo'er's physical strength is not as good as theirs, and, and..."

Bei Yutang took the boy Mo's hand and got into the car.

Soon the car continued to drive east, and in the carriage, the mother and son were heard discussing something. Although Zhou Chafu didn't understand it, he also understood.

This lady is not cold-blooded, but uses this method to teach the child and let him grow up.

Occasionally heard a word or two said by the lady, he agreed with it very much.

When it was dark, they finally arrived in a village, stayed at a farmhouse, gave them some silver taels, and stayed there. The next day, when the sky was dawn, the coachman Zhou got up and prepared to feed the horses so they could go on their way.

He thought he was the first to get up, but he didn't expect to see a small figure in the field.

The small figure was running back and forth in the morning mist, and the sweat and mist had already wet his clothes. As if he didn't notice anything, he ran patiently, even though his legs were filled with lead, he still insisted on gritting his teeth.

Just as he was stunned, Bei Yutang walked to his side.

Coach Zhou asked involuntarily, "Master, do you want the young master to rest?"