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!"

baldy guy's face couldn't be any more unpleasant. He pulled up his son, cast a

turned to the stall owner, frowned, and asked, "Hey, boss, where's the bronze gourd

gloomy expression, rummaging through his inventory for a while. Finally, he took out a small gourd that was much smaller than what Lachlan had won. It was only palm-sized and

The stall owner coldly tossed

I won! I won that half-meter tall copper gourd! Are you trying to

also felt

right! This one

this just

something specific, you should give them

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?

these words made Lachlan laugh

They didn't care about the value of the prize but thought what he did

witnessed it felt

"Alright then. Let me continue playing by paying $200

some flickers in expression across

words fell silent there were

say something in anger but were stopped by

nearby who still held a set of rings. Perhaps because he was too engrossed in watching Lachlan compete

you throw? If it hits, it's yours; if it misses, it's mine,"

man's eyes lit up, and he gladly handed his rings to Lachlan, saying, "Sure!

face changed immediately, and

with my own money. I'm willing

you crooked merchant!"

to let the vendor get away

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

man is better at it

allowing customers to win