The Good Girl's Revenge

His delicate small face was filled with cruelty. The most frightening thing was that he got a fruit knife from somewhere, and at that point, he was throwing it at Easton.

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It made the surrounding people pale and frightened. In this small circle, the two children were not far from each other. Even if he was only a five or six-year-old child with nearly no accuracy, the knife would very likely hit Easton.

Melody did not expect her nephew to do that either. She was startled in a sudden, but then she smiled inapparently and a vicious gleam flashed in her eyes.

She pretended to be panic, but she cursed viciously in her heart, hoping that the knife would scratch Easton's face.

No one noticed that in the crowd, there stood a few tall, strong men in casual clothes. Their faces all went annoyed when they saw this. Just as they were about to make a move, one of the men raised his hand and stopped them.

They stared at Easton nervously and the little guy did not disappoint their expectations either. Although he was a little flustered at first, he soon calmed down.

He dodged quickly and the knife slid down near his waist. Seeing this, many people broke out in cold sweat. It would be so pitiful for such an attractive and intelligent little boy to have any accident. The director was so scared that he immediately came over and check if Easton was hurt. Then he was relieved to know that Easton was safe.

Although Easton avoided it, he was in a very, very bad mood. Ever since he was born, he had rarely been so angry. His small face was tense, and he walked step by step towards Dan who threw the knife.

Melody was very regretful to see him safe and sound. When he came over, she frowned and subconsciously hid her nephew behind her.

"Well, Dan was just joking with you.”

Almost all the staff members could not help but glare at her angrily after hearing the words. It was so unashamed of her to say like that. They felt guilty for that.

The little man looked at her, with no emotion in his big dark eyes, and his voice was very soft, "Oh? Joking with me?"

"Yes, yes."

Melody could only say that. For some reason, she felt a little nervous and guilty. When she regained her senses, she felt like she was totally insane.

He's just a little kid. There is no need to worry about it, let alone nothing happened to him.

Who was Easton? He was the only grandson of the Xaviers. From birth until this moment, he was spoiled by the whole family and was born with an unruly nature.

Derek never suppresses his son's natural instinct, but only held it back for a little when he occasionally crossed the line.

As the little overlord of the Xaviers, he did not take Melody and her nephew seriously at all. The verbal competition was nothing, but when her nephew tried to stab the little guy, how can he still be okay?

Easton squinted and suddenly smiled, "Since it's a joke, please excuse me, auntie. I have something to whisper to your nephew.”

The staff was a little confused and did not know what the little boy was going to do, but somehow, everyone felt something was wrong.

Melody frowned and naturally, she wouldn't agree, "If you have anything to say, just say it openly.” "Since it's a whisper, of course, I should say it quietly. What's the matter? Your nephew just threw a knife at me as if nothing big. Now I just want to talk to him, can't 12"

Melody:"..."

After Dan threw the knife, Easton, as the victim, didn't react much. Instead, Dan himself suddenly screamed in shock.

"Go, go away! I don't want to talk to you."

Easton smiled, "Auntie, still won't let me go?"

Melody still didn't say anything. Her face was very disturbed.

The anger in the little guy's mind had reached its limit, and he lost his patience immediately. The smile on his face disappeared, and he suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Melody's foot.

It was summer now, and Melody was wearing high heels with bare toes. Easton used all his strength to step on them, and it must be very unbearable.

Melody's face turned white from the pain. She screamed and immediately abandoned her protection of her nephew. Easton seized the opportunity and yanked Dan out.

He slapped Dan hard, then twisted his right wrist and dislocated it. After taking two steps back, he turned around and kicked Dan roughly, slamming him against the tarpaulin behind.

It was not finished yet. The fruit knife appeared in Easton's hand. He squinted and threw the knife at Dan without hesitation.

Poof, the tip of the knife accurately pierced through Dan's shirt on the shoulder and nailed on the shed cloth.

The little guy had been training these skills like rear sidekicks and throwing darts since he entered the military camp for the first time. After two or three years, it was far more than enough for a little kid.

Of course, this was his opinion, but for the rest of the people around him, it was simply shocking, even astonishing.

Melody was the first to come back to her senses. She screamed unacceptably and rushed to her nephew, "Dan, are you okay? Don't scare me."

She shouted incessantly like a mad woman.

Dan looked really miserable now. His white face became red, swollen, and bloodshot on both sides. The little boy's skin was tender, and Easton also hit hard, so his face became like this

This is on the surface. Inside the body, except for the stomach pain, it is the wrist that got hurt.

The pain of wrist dislocation was unbearable to an adult, not to mention a child. Dan cried painfully and kept screaming for help.

The whole shed was in a state of chaos, and they called the ambulance in a rush, although everyone was very dissatisfied with Dan's previous actions.

He was only a child of five or six years old, and as people at the adult age, everyone was quite tolerant to him. What's more, he was now so miserable, so it was really unbearable to watch this. The director looked at Easton with vexation. He sighed and couldn't help but say, "You, how can you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the little guy glared at him, "Shut up. He dared to throw a knife at me. This would give him a small lesson. Hmph."

When Melody heard this, she turned around and looked at him fiercely. Her eyes were red, and she looked as if she wanted to eat him alive. Watching this, the staff felt a little creepy, but Easton was not afraid at all.

"What are you staring at? I'm warning you, take care of your nephew. If he dares to do it again, it won't be as simple as dislocating his joint. I'll just cripple both of his hands.”

Although he was young and his voice was soft, he was almost as powerful as an adult in his rage. Hiss...

The people around looked at each other in disbelief. They simply admired Easton, the little boy. They had never seen an arrogant boy like this.