My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 1174

Chapter 1174 Fight

"You can't keep up with the times, right? That family can barely beat Paul now. It is different from two years ago. The kid is so ruthless, and he picked up a vase and smashed his uncle's head the last time!" A middle-aged man passed by with a look of admiration for Paul.

"This family is immoral. They took the compensation for the death of Paul's parents. And they want to take away such a dilapidated house. They lived in it, beat and drove him out of the house!" The old man beat his breast and said in tears.

People in the alley had watched the scene for two or three years.

There was no such genuine feeling as the old man.

This kid, Paul, was not likable but rude and fierce.

No one would care about this kind of child.

All kinds of small advertisements were plastered in the corridors of the old and small units.

He went up to the third floor with his head down.

The door lock was changed again.

This time it was a fingerprint lock.

If someone asked why, they would say Paul learned how to pick a lock with a wire.

He always entered the door like that as he returned the last few times.

Paul watched.

He picked up the brick in the corner and threw it at the door.

Not for a while, there was movement in the house.

"Paul, you are villainous and a bad medicine. What do you want to do?"

Alison, his aunt, scolded from inside.

Paul didn't say anything.

Taking two steps back, he took the slingshot to throw a stone toward the window.

The glass shards shattered all over the floor with a bang.

Alison's screams were also heard in the room.

Then the door opened.

Josh, Paul's uncle, whose head healed not long ago, held a bench, swearing dirty words. And he swung the bench directly towards Paul's head. Paul dodged deftly.

He threw the brick directly on Josh's back.

Josh fell to the ground in pain. And Alison ran out screaming to check on her husband.

Paul didn't care, picked up the brick, and swaggered into the house.

There were three children in the room.

The two smaller ones were about the same age as Paul.

There was also a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

Seeing Paul, she frowned subconsciously. "Why are you here again?"

"It is my house. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Paul glanced at the dining table.

Their family had a very sumptuous dinner at dinnertime.

Paul didn't say anything.

He sat down, picked up the forks, and started eating.

"Son of a bitch!"

Josh ran in from outside. And he was already going crazy.

"I advise you not to fight with me in the house lest the furniture and appliances be smashed again." Paul ate without even looking at Josh.

"Paul, do you understand that your parents owed us money as they were alive? And this house has already been given to us!" Alison said angrily with her hands on her hips.

"You are farming in the countryside. How would my parents owe you seven or eight million dollars?" Paul sneered.

He thought that his parents owed them money at first.

This couple of liars treated him well at the beginning.

But they changed after receiving the compensation.

Severe beatings and deprivation of food were commonplace for Paul.

As Paul was kicked out of the house for the first time, he learned about the so-called amount owed by his parents.

It was seven or eight million dollars.

Paul was young but smart.

He knew that even if Josh and his family were sold, they could not come up with so much money.

But on the IOU were his mother's notes, and his mother had signed and pressed her fingerprints.

From then on, Paul began to fight against Josh and his family.

He was beaten from the beginning to send Josh to the hospital now.