After transmigrating through countless worlds, the Beast Tamer Cub plucked all the Heavenly Dao bein

Chapter 197 The Master of Dreams (7)

Ningbao grabbed his wrists with her two little hands, and with a snap, the little blond boy let out a scream:

"What...what did you do to my hands!"

"It's okay, it's just dislocated, it'll be put back in a bit."

Ningbao patted the little blond boy's head again and said sincerely:

"Ningbao will definitely not leave you with any long-term injuries, don't worry, big brother. Don't scream so loudly, it's too noisy."

Ning Bao, who was covered in injuries but still jumping around dressed as a dumpling, couldn't understand why the little blond guy was screaming so pitifully. They were just superficial injuries; she hadn't even pressed the cigarette butt that the older brother had thrown at him against his skin.

At this moment, the blond-haired boy on the ground felt a chill run down his spine. What kind of little monster had he provoked? Not only was his fighting power heaven-defying at such a young age, but he was also so meticulous and knew how to beat people without leaving obvious evidence.

He regretted it a little, and then perfectly demonstrated what it means to be flexible and adaptable, kneeling down and begging for mercy the next second.

But in reality, Xiao Ningbao, who wasn't careful at all, stared blankly at the blond-haired boy whose attitude had suddenly changed 180 degrees, her mind going blank for a moment.

Mumu said that fighting with other children is not allowed in kindergarten. Mumu said that fighting should be avoided outside as much as possible. Mumu said that if a fight is unavoidable, try not to leave any obvious injuries, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble. Mumu said…

But Mumu didn't say what to do if the other person suddenly kneels down and begs for mercy halfway through a fight?

The silly baby, who couldn't take care of himself once he was away from Mumu, tried his best to use his little brain. Mumu said that if you encounter bad people in this world, you should contact the police.

"Big brother, are you a bad person?"

Ningbao, with a serious expression on her chubby face, asked earnestly.

"Ah? Yes, I'm a bad person, I'm guilty of heinous crimes..."

The blond-haired boy thought Ning Bao was still angry, so he slapped himself twice while talking.

But Ning Bao was stubborn. Upon hearing this, she grabbed the blond-haired boy by the collar and tried to take him to the police station.

Huang Mao was furious, feeling like he had been tricked by Ning Bao. He had been so humble, yet Ning Bao still wouldn't let him go.

Ning Bao suddenly felt a strong sense of hostility. Before Huang Mao could make a move, she raised her hand and knocked him unconscious.

"This older brother is such a hassle."

Ningbao muttered under her breath as she dragged the person toward the nearest police station. It really was quite close, after all, the area was full of schools, so it was a place of great importance.

Of course, given Ningbao's height, the blond guy could only drag her along the ground. Although Ningbao had kindly lifted her up, Mumu had specifically warned her not to drag her around on the ground, in case she bumped her head on a rock or something and got hurt.

It has to be said that Mumu really understands Ningbao and can always predict Ningbao's behavior, but Huangmao's legs are still constantly rubbing against the ground, and he can't avoid a little bit of physical pain.

The boy was taken to the police station. The police were quite familiar with this blond-haired kid; he caused trouble every few days, always targeting younger children in the neighborhood. He had been lawless before because of his young age, but he turned 16 last year and has been detained several times in the past six months.

But this blond-haired guy doesn't seem to be turning a blind eye. Although they also think he should go to juvenile detention to prevent him from causing trouble, they can tell from his previous adaptable and flexible behavior that he's very shrewd when it comes to breaking the law. He knows exactly who he should and shouldn't offend, and he's very good at knowing the limits of his actions.

He's got some brains, but he just doesn't use them in the right way. The police can't do anything about him since he's a minor, after all, it hasn't reached the point of murder or arson.

"Officer, this older brother is going to kick Ningbao and burn him with a cigarette butt."

Although she wasn't kicked or hurt, that didn't stop Ningbao from pointing at the blond-haired boy and complaining. And then she remembered—it wasn't the older boy she'd bumped into while she was half-asleep; it was this older boy who deliberately bumped into her, causing Ningbao to fall on her bottom.

How awful!

Ningbao, puffing out her cheeks, crossed her arms and continued to complain:

"He bumped into Ningbao and even tried to throw a stone at her, but Ningbao didn't do anything wrong to upset the older brother."

Finally, Ningbao added:

"Ning Bao doesn't have anything good to steal."

Little Ningbao couldn't comprehend this inexplicable malice. The cultivation world she grew up in was a dog-eat-dog world, especially among demons. There was always a reason, though; killing to steal treasures was the most common, but she didn't have any treasures on her.

Even if they are evil cultivators who have killed countless people, it is because blood and sacrifices are beneficial to their cultivation. In the end, it is all about profit, which Ning Bao can understand.

But she didn't understand why the blond-haired guy suddenly kicked her. Was it just because she was standing there and it made people feel uncomfortable?

So this older brother must have something wrong with his brain.

Ning Bao nodded to herself, feeling that she had found the answer.

"Little one, are you alright?"

After hearing Ning Bao's words, one of the policemen became quite nervous and checked Ning Bao from head to toe.

As for the blond-haired boy lying on the ground like a dead dog, someone probably intervened to help him out. Tsk, if you walk by the lake often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet eventually. Since it's just a minor injury, they don't plan to bother pursuing it further.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

"Ningbao is alright."

Ningbao waved her hand, then noticed the children's watch Mumu had bought for her on her arm:

"Oh no! Ningbao's going to be late!"

The child ran out of the police station in a panic and headed straight for the kindergarten, ignoring the police officers calling his name twice from behind.

Panting heavily, Ningbao rushed into the classroom and collapsed into her seat, utterly exhausted.

"What's wrong with you?"

My new friend Honghong, whom I met yesterday, peeked out from the side.

"No...it's nothing."

Ningbao was still panting:

"It's all...it's all my bad brother's fault, he almost made Ningbao late."

"Who is the bad older brother?"

Although there are always some petty thugs in this area, the most frequent victims are middle and high school students, because they have money. At least they're elementary school students; they have a few dollars of pocket money. And kindergarten kids…

Aside from a psychopath who just wants to bully others to vent their emotions, it's unlikely that anyone would target a poor kindergarten child.

Moreover, generally speaking, the younger the child, the more protective the parents are. These petty thugs aren't stupid; only a fool would do something where the income and reward are completely disproportionate. They'd rather continue to exploit older kids who have pocket money and aren't heavily supervised by their families.