After a while, a child walked over and looked at the many strange things on Wu Fan's stall, his eyes wide open.

The child picked up a little doll and fiddled with it in his hand.

Then the child picked up another clever toy and fiddled with it, and was reluctant to let it go.

"Do you like it kid? If you like it, buy one." Wu Fan asked with a smile.

"I like these toys and these dolls very much. I like them. I want to buy a toy for myself, and I want to buy a small doll for Xiao Huahua." The little boy said without long eyes.

"Then you buy two, you're 10 yuan in total, okay?" Wu Fan said with a smile and looked up and down at the little boy.

The little boy is dressed quite carefully. His clothes should be hand-sewn, with strong characteristics of the dragon clan.

"Who is Xiao Huahua from you?" Wu Fan couldn't help asking.

"She is my girlfriend. She likes dragon dolls very much, so I want to buy him one, but I don't have any money." The little boy said, looking at the toy and doll.

"If you really like it, would you please give these two to you?" said nothing more than them.

"No, I won't ask for other people's things for nothing." Although the child was reluctant to leave, he still put the things in his hand on the stall and left reluctantly.

"Little boy, do you really want these two things?" Wu Fan stopped the child.

"Yeah!" the little boy nodded seriously.

"Although I really want that thing, I will never take other people's things in vain. My parents have taught me since I was a child not to take advantage of others, and no matter how good that thing is, I can't take it." The little boy said, his eyes full of firmness.

"You see, why don't you do this? Let's make a deal. If you help me watch this stall, don't let others mess around. If you help me watch for an hour, I can give you these two things." Wu Fan said.

"Hmm? Well! Well... are you saying true? I'll help you look at the stall for an hour, can you give me these two things?" The little boy's eyes widened, and he looked at the big brother in front of him in disbelief.

Wu Fan didn't say anything, and put these two things in a convenience bag and handed them to the little boy.

The little boy grabbed the toys and dolls tightly in his hands, and then he stood next to the stall without saying a word, standing straight like a soldier.

It seems that the little boy agreed to Wu Fan and didn't talk too much.

Instead, he walked from the side with great diligence, and he wanted to hide in the dark to see the little boy's actions.

After a while, two people asked the little boy how to sell these muttons?

"I'm sorry uncle, I help others to check the stalls, I won't sell them." The little boy scratched his head. He felt that he was very stupid and forgot to ask the uncle just now. How much does these things cost? He could help sell some of them.

"Children, your parents ask you to see the stall here. Hurry up and ask your family to clean up the things. After raising the Japanese, they will come here to make trouble." The uncle left after he finished speaking.

"Little brother, little brother, how do you sell toys and puppets?" A little girl of sixteen or seventeen came over.

"Sorry, sister, I really don't know how much these things cost. I just helped an uncle to check out the stall. I forgot to ask him how much it cost. I'm really sorry." The little boy once again felt embarrassed to scratch his head and apologized to the young lady.

"Little brother, let's go quickly. If the Japanese are here, you will be out of your stall." The little girl persuaded, and then she left.

So people came to inquire from time to time, and people wanted to walk towards the boy from time to time, but the little boy was still standing there very firmly, motionless, like a pine tree.

In fact, he could sit down, but he just stood so straight and stood there motionlessly.

Wu Fan looked from afar and nodded.

It seems that the hope of the dragon clan is still there, and the hope of Chinatown is still there, but their hope is not the middle-aged and elderly people who have experienced death, but these children. In these energetic children, the hope of the dragon clan cannot be seen. The hope of the Chinatown is bloody and has credit, and they can see all the beautiful traditional virtues of the dragon clan.

Wu Fan was thinking about it, and two speed cars rushed over.

They didn't even see if anyone was rushing around in Chinatown. Suddenly, screams came from Chinatown. A large group of dragon people dodged and kept screaming.

Oh no, the little boy stood next to the stall, straight like a pine tree. He was very dangerous. If he was taken down by the speeding vehicle, it would be easy to get into trouble.

Wu Fan stretched out a finger and gently popped out a golden needle.

When the car standing was only four or five meters away from the boy, the tire suddenly burst, and the burst tire happened to be one on the left side of the rear tire.

The entire vehicle quickly deflected and flipped to the right.

The car finally stopped after rolling 45 times on the ground.

The child was frightened, but the child did not leave his position, but stood straight there like a javelin.

Two foreigners climbed out of the car, one black and one white.

They rubbed their arms and legs and crawled out of the car.

"Fuck, who is the bastard from this family? We have said a long time ago that you can't set up stalls on this street. You will move out tomorrow and you dare to set up stalls here." The tall black man walked over and kicked the things on the stall away.

The little boy quickly ran over and stopped the nigger.

"What do you bad guys want to do? I'm helping others, don't make trouble." The little boy hugged the other person's legs tightly, preventing the other person from kicking the things on his stall.

"The little bastard is because of your tires here. Is it the nail you put on?" The white man came straight over and pulled the cloth on the stall, and the floor was covered with toys and puppets.

The little boy ran over and hugged the white man's legs, preventing him from kicking those things.

"Bang!" The white man slapped the little boy directly in the face and hit the little boy next to him. The black man kicked the little boy again, and the little boy rolled on the ground in pain.

But in the end the little boy got up and grabbed the black man's arm.

"You are with you, you must accompany you..." Before the boy finished speaking, the black man kicked the little boy's stomach and kicked the little boy directly to the side. The kick was very heavy, and the little boy lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

"Little bastard, get up..." The black man raised his middle finger and cursed. The little boy got up after all.

At this time, several children gathered next to him, three boys and two girls.

"Why are you bad guys unreasonable? You broke other people's things and you have to pay for them." A little girl next to her shouted, his eyes full of anger.

Several other children also stared at the black and white man.

Then more and more children gathered over, and the two foreigners didn't take him seriously at all, then stretched out and slapped his hands.

These children are not their opponents, they are beaten up by them and roll around the ground.

Wu Fan gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of anger, but he finally held it back. He didn't come over. He wanted to see what the adults around him were reacting.

An old lady with a cane came over and staggered.

"You bastards, how dare you treat the children like this." The old lady swung over with a crutch.

The foreigner flashed, and the old lady drifted her waist and lay on the ground.

The two foreigners laughed.

At this time, two old men came again, and they began to curse at the foreigners.

"Elderly immortal, get out of here!" The Baiyang devil kicked him.
Chapter completed!