Chapter 11 - That Scumbag is Going To Heaven - NovelsTime

That Scumbag is Going To Heaven

Chapter 11

Author: Go straight up to Qingyun
updatedAt: 2025-07-02

It is reasonable to say that the fat man has more or less strength, but with this wave, the thrown arm is like cotton, soft and weak, and has no stamina.

    The old lady who came in with her sweat just saw her youngest son being beaten. She bit her old teeth and made a "cluck" sound. She covered her chest with a flat breath.

    The money losing goods are not quite right today. I don''t know if she can see something. After coaxing people for more than a year, she finally coaxed them into her hands. She still has to bear it for the Guanshan family and her baby jinsun.

    Without blaming Shi Ning, he scolded Shi Guanshan bloody. He said that Shi Guanshan would not take care of people and didn''t treat Shi Ning as his own daughter. His appearance and tone were full of ten shortcomings.

    Shi Ning looked funny. He acted outside and continued to act at home. The family can toss around better than the actors on the stage.

    Shi Guanshan didn''t answer back and smiled happily. Shi Ning saw this, the corners of his mouth slightly aroused, and the evil door''s smile came again, "don''t you want to help me? OK, I''ll do it myself. Adults bully children and don''t fear people''s jokes."

    When Guan Shan was still smiling a second ago, his face stiffened. The old lady slapped him on the back and drank, "what are you doing? Didn''t you hear Ning Ning?"

    At that time, there was a ghost fire in Guan Shan''s heart. When he saw Shi Ning''s disdain, Guan Shan''s teeth were almost broken.

    What? If it weren''t for the sake of the family, who would take care of this kind of money losing goods.

    Turned around, smiled on his face, gloomy, and finally "Deng Deng" went upstairs with his schoolbag.

    When Yan Luhe saw that the old lady was not doing business, he was also choked up. Didn''t he see that she was still holding a water bottle in her hand?!

    Just about to open his mouth, the open door was kicked open by someone. The kick was so strong that it kicked the door back.

    "Mom, give me water to drink. It''s so hot, it''s so hot!"

    A dark shadow surrounded by sweat and sour smell and wrapped in the hot wind of summer rushed in. Shi Ning didn''t see who it was. He was hit hard on his shoulder by the dark shadow. Shi Ning stumbled and almost didn''t fall.

    The shadow that hit the person stopped. Shi Ning saw the shadow clearly when his shoulders hurt. A boy of his own age was also wearing a middle school uniform, which said "Anyang No. 4 middle school".

    This is Shi Yu, Yan Luhe''s second son. He is one year older than Shi Ning. He is in the third year of junior high school.

    When he was hurt, Shi Yu twisted two fierce eyebrows, stared at Shi Ning and smelled a face, "like wood, I don''t know how to hide."

    Shi Yu and Shi Ning don''t deal with each other. They have a deep resentment. They quarrel when they meet. It seems that Shi Ning has won every time. In fact, Shi Yu has the upper hand.

    Shi Ning rubbed her hurt shoulder. Her face was cold like floating snowflakes. She didn''t speak immediately, so she waited for the old lady and Yan Luhe to speak. It was also a kind of temptation.

    Unexpectedly, the two people who only said "heartache" in their mouth didn''t speak, and Yan Luhe even flashed a proud smile in his eyes.

    Shi Ning smiled softly and looked at Shi Yu with ruthless strength. "Are you blind? Don''t you see someone standing? If you''re blind, you''ll stick!"

    "Shi Ning, you''re tired of his life!" Shi Yu was angry. He threw his schoolbag underground and hit Shi Ning with his fist. "Shit, I won''t teach you a lesson today. You really think you''re a miss!"

    The boy is strong and flexible. His fist is strong. He rushes in front of Ning in a few seconds. Shi Ning moves when he punches. As soon as he catches it, he catches Yan Luhe, and then pushes it again. Yan Luhe screams "ah" in the living room.

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