This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Ryan darkened his face and slipped his calf hard, kicking Fu Siyu's hand off.

“Die, scum! I'm not gonna pay you for your medicine! ”

Leaving that sentence behind, Ryan hurried up and stood with his eyes covered in place and ran towards a trail.

Not long later, Ryan rushed back and took the forgotten trolley away...

And Fu Shiyu, looking at Karl who escaped, was unable to catch up, because Karl just now had no mercy at all. If he hadn't protected the key, he would have probably just been beaten to death by Karl.

But Fu Shiyu was very happy because Karl was still alive and none of the news made him happy.

……

The other side...

Looking at Tito with his left hand and Ryan with the trolley with his right hand, Aria stopped the movement and stepped out of the bakery.

“God, my little baby, what's going on? ”

Arya panicked and picked up Tito from Ryan, who kept pumping her nose and tears still dry.

“Mommy! ”

Little Dido immediately held Alia's neck with two small hands, and then laid her head against Alia's shoulder with a condescending expression.

“What's the matter? ”

Alia gently touched Tito's head and looked at Ryan as she asked.

Ryan didn't look so good, he snorted coldly: "I met a psycho! ”

After listening to Ryan's explanation, Alia looked at the father and daughter with some amusement, “What's the big deal? Guests don't buy his rights, we can't ask anyone else! ”

“All right, all right! Didn't Dido say he was an adult this morning? He wouldn't cry! ”

After comforting little Dido, Alia looked at Ryan again, and she was worried, "Is he going to be okay with the man you hit? ”

After all, Ryan has a lot of strength and is usually able to lift three bags of flour with one hand.

“Huh! Just don't die!” Ryan snorted.

When I think of that man, there's a fire in his heart.

“Forget about him!” Ryan shook his eyebrows and put on another smiley face. "Little Dido, come here, Daddy, take you to play! ”

Watching Ryan put Little Dido on his shoulder, Alia shook her head with a smile, then asked for a word of safety, and she turned back to the bakery to continue baking.

At night…

With a bunch of red roses from the road in Ryan's hand, Dido, who slept on his shoulder with one hand, walked towards the small bread shop as usual.

Now the sky is getting dark, the town is covered in gray, and occasionally several shops turn on lights early.

The bakery was closed, and Arya should still be cleaning the shelves, and Ryan didn't see her outside, so he went into the bakery.

Inside is a small compartment where materials and ovens are stored.

Walk inside, it's their little home.

Not very large, the living room is estimated to be just over forty square feet, but all items are neatly arranged and space is used appropriately, looking small does not make people feel crowded.

When he heard the movement, Ryan smiled, then blocked the rose in front of himself and fell into the living room one step at a time.

“Like it?”

Ryan asks in a surprise way.

silent for a moment in the living room.

“Like.”

But it's not Arya's voice, it's...