Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 354 The Wicked Have Their Own Punishment

The buzz of conversation made the guy's face turn red with embarrassment. He glared at Lachlan, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness. "Nora, that Transformer is yours," he said.

At this moment, Miranda snorted and said something to Nora. The goddess CEO was not a petty person, but today's incident had really angered her.

The chubby kid had provoked Nora first and even spat on Lachlan. Not only did his father not intervene, but he also added fuel to the fire. In the end, he lost the bet without any sincere apology. Moreover, he refused to admit defeat and used his child as an excuse?

Why were there so many people using moral blackmail these days?

Fine! Lachlan was an adult who didn't want to fight with your son? Then let the child do it himself!

Nora was younger than that naughty boy anyway; it wouldn't be considered bullying if she took back what belonged to her!

Nora nodded her head and handed over her doll to Miranda before running towards the chubby kid aggressively.

"Your dad has no shame! He doesn't admit defeat!" she shouted at him.

"Give me my Transformer back or else I'll beat you up! Don't make me do it myself because I'm very tough."

After walking up close enough to him, she swung a small fist menacingly in front of him while threatening him!

"No way! Get lost or else I'll punch you!" The chubby kid wasn't afraid of a little girl who was shorter than him by one head; instead, he became arrogant and rude when speaking with her.

However, the next moment, Nora snorted and casually pushed the chubby boy, causing him to sit on the ground. Nora went over, snatched the Transformer, and remarked, "What a lousy thing? I don't like it at all."

After getting it, Nora puckered her mouth, looking disgusted. She handed it to a boy about her age nearby, saying, "Here, it's for you." The boy and his parents were instantly thrilled, expressing their gratitude. Meanwhile, the chubby boy sat on the ground, feeling like his buttocks were about to crack. Seeing his beloved toy becoming someone else's, the naughty boy burst into tears. "Just you wait for me!"

guy's face couldn't be any more unpleasant. He pulled up his

this moment, he turned to the stall owner, frowned, and asked, "Hey, boss,

with a gloomy expression, rummaging through his inventory for a while. Finally, he took out

The stall owner coldly tossed the gourd at

isn't what I won! I won that half-meter tall copper gourd! Are you trying to

felt sorry

This one

just

someone wins something specific, you should give

if you win something specific then we have to give it to you? That gourd was just a sample on display; it wasn't even an actual prize! Can samples be as good as actual prizes? Look at the pictures on instant noodle packaging; can they compare

these words made Lachlan laugh

glared angrily at the stall owner. They didn't care about the value

who witnessed it felt

calmly before nodding his head, "Alright then. Let me continue playing by paying $200 for another

from Lachlan again, there were some flickers in expression across from him but eventually

fell silent there were boos

wanted to say something in anger but

gave the stall owner a deep look, then turned to a young man nearby who still held a set of rings. Perhaps because he was too engrossed in watching Lachlan compete with the guy earlier, he hadn't thrown

it's yours; if it

lit up, and he gladly handed his rings to Lachlan, saying, "Sure! Feel free

changed immediately, and he protested,

own money. I'm willing to let anyone throw them!" retorted

crooked merchant!" A girl next to the young man

for him to help them win some prizes. They weren't going to let the

split them with friends and use them together. Why can't they do

that young man is better

only allowing customers to win