Mitch narrows his eyes and says, "There is some kind of ceremony taking place at this altar, and these children in front of us are human sacrifices for this ceremony..."

Using "people" as sacrifices is cruel. If it weren't for our being in a legal society now, they might still use living people as sacrifices.

However, there is indeed one person who is a sacrifice: Niki.

After the sacrifice, Niki's vitality and luck will be taken away, and within two months, she will die from illness, accident, or other reasons.

At this time, Niki still knows nothing about this, sitting in the position of spokesperson, taking photos with others with a friendly smile.

Mitch frowned and said, "Susie, when you go up later, the Master will teach you how to destroy this ceremony... just need to overturn the incense burner in front of the shrine, do you see the red thread?

Break it, and then turn the sacrificed dolls in the opposite direction... Susie??"

Before Mitch could finish speaking, he saw Susie rushing up.

He immediately widened his eyes, "!!"

Susie muttered in her mouth, her little face fierce, "Overturn it, overturn it, the master said to overturn everything!"

With a "hey," Panko flipped the incense burner.

Then she stepped on the fallen incense, stomping on it twice.

Before others could react, the little girl climbed onto a chair and smashed everything before the altar with a loud crash.

Susie turned her head and looked; Master also said to break the red thread.

Susie grabbed the red rope, bit it with her teeth, and pulled it with her hands, breaking it.

The little girl was like a little beast, biting and clawing, violently destroying the house and the entire altar on her own.

Mitch was dumbfounded.

Wade's hand holding the iron basin was frozen in mid-air.

Hamza and Martin's eyelids were twitching.

Megan was thinking in her heart, "I will do this and that later," but when she raised her head, oh my god, where is her tower?!

Megan was stunned for a moment, and then she shook with anger.

It's like this every time, it's like this every time, damn it!

At this moment, the people in front of the square just realized what had happened. The people who attended the Walshe Exhibition (Comic Exhibition) were both panicked and angry, shouting quickly.

"Whose brat is this? What are they doing?!"

"Oh my god, this brat is too hateful!"

"Damn it, where is her guardian? How could they let this happen?!"

Some people rushed forward with momentum, grabbing Susie's arm and trying to pull her down. Martin's face turned cold, and he was about to step forward.

But a black figure was faster than him, like a black lightning bolt, flew past and held Susie in his arms, throwing the person out!

Kellen!

How did he come here?

Seeing that his companion, who wanted to stop the brat, was thrown out, the crowd's anger peaked.

The mothers of the smashed dolls were crying and holding the fragments, and everyone blamed and cursed Susie. Some people even used harsh words they could think of on Susie.

"Brats like her should just die! They cause trouble when they're young, and they're scum when they grow up!"

Kellen's gaze was as cold as the icicles hanging upside down under the eaves in the cold winter, and he used some internal force under his feet.

A ceramic shard of a doll flew towards the person and hit him in the mouth with a snap!

The force was so great that a trace of blood spilt out of his mouth. The person screamed in pain and covered his mouth in panic.

Kellen never hesitated to use violence against people like him. Not to mention, he was wearing a disgusting kimono.

Of course, this was just his personal feeling.

He didn't care about their personal preferences.

He hated what he hated and disgusted what he disgusted. He would never show any restraint because of his identity.

"Go on." Kellen said coldly, "Let me see who dares to say a bad word about my daughter."

The crowd was frightened by Kellen's cold and murderous gaze and dared not say anything about the brat or anything hateful.

But they couldn't help but feel indignant in their hearts. Indeed, behind every brat, there was an unreasonable and hateful parent!

Someone held back their anger and said, "Can't we talk about reason? The Walshe Exhibition was carefully arranged, and your child destroyed it like this. It's really unreasonable, isn't it?!"

"That's right! Do you know how much a doll costs? Take this one...this one called Yara, rumored to be worth 5 million. Are we just going to let it go like this?!"

"Don't talk to them anymore, call the police, call the police immediately!"

Someone took out their phone and called 110, angrily reporting that someone intentionally destroyed valuable items worth over 1.5 million dollars.

Susie hugged Kellen's neck and didn't feel she had done anything wrong.

Those older siblings were the ones who did something wrong.

How dare they call the police?

Susie hummed and turned her head to the other side.

At first, she just wanted to flip everything over, but she didn't expect to be criticized by so many people for flipping the altar. Now that her father was here, Susie felt like she had a huge mountain to rely on and was not afraid at all.

After those people called the police, they looked at Kellen, Susie, Martin, and others angrily, as if waiting for them to regret and be scared.

Kellen was calm and even asked Martin a digression, "Why are you here?"

Kellen glanced into the distance and said, "I came out to eat with some old folks, and I saw my good daughter from afar, so I came over."

When everyone saw that they were still chatting amiably, they angrily looked at Niki and said, "Nana, just sue them directly. Some people are really shameless!"

"Yes! Let them pay! It's too arrogant."

Niki was still foolish.

She had just sat here, feeling dizzy, with only one command in her mind: to maintain a smile and take a group photo with everyone.

She trembled and couldn't recover for a long time until there was a loud crash!

"Susie...?"

She asked in amazement, "What happened to you..."

Only then did Niki look at Yara, who had fallen on the ground, and her heart felt like it was about to bleed?

Her Yara...

The people around had been arguing, urging her to hold Susie responsible.

Niki endured the pain and almost cried, but still shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, this is my friend's child... I don't need compensation, you... which doll did you break? Let me take responsibility for it..."

The crowd was stunned and then became even angrier.

"She's like this, why don't you hold her accountable!"

"What's wrong with a friend's child? Even if a friend's child breaks someone else's things, they should still compensate!"

"Nana, why are you so easy to talk to? Why do you have to do this? You're aiding and abetting the wicked!"

Niki knew she didn't stand on their side, which made them very angry.

But she had no choice. She couldn't accuse Susie of everyone else.

Niki explained, "This child is not usually like this. She is very well-behaved and reasonable. There must be a reason..."

But the crowd didn't listen and insisted that Niki hold Susie responsible and compensate. It seemed as if that doll belonged to them...