Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Sijue retracted his gaze and said to Mo Xiaong gently, “Don’t co out from the car. I’ll go out for a while to deal with it. Close your eyes and don’t peak.”
He even turned on the music in the car as he spoke.
Mo Xiaong grabbed his hands worriedly. “Be careful.”
Ye Sijue smiled lightly. Holding up her little hand, he kissed the back of it and petted her head. “Be good and stay in the car.”
Mo Xiaong nodded obediently. “Okay.”
Ye Sijue opened the door and got out of the car before locking it with the remote.
Upon seeing him co out, the gentleman walked up, pleased, a cigarette in his mouth. “Handso boy, this car isn’t bad. Looks like you’re rich.”
Ye Sijue didn’t utter a word and looked at him icily.
The gentleman beca riled up by his coolness.
How dare you act cool in front of !
I’ll make you kneel on the floor and scream for your parents!
The gentleman guffawed arrogantly. “Are you surprised to see ? Did you think I was locked up in the police station? Boy, let tell you that Nanxiang Old Town is my territory!”
In a provoking tone, he said, “Do you know who I am?”
Song Shijun smiled carefreely as he walked up and put an arm on Ye Sijue’s shoulder. He surveyed the gentleman with disdain.
He said to Ye Sijue, “Why are you wasting ti with these cockroaches? Just start fighting already. This guy right here hasn’t had a fight in a very long ti and this is a good practice opportunity.”
“Who are you calling a cockroach, boy!” Their opponent scolded the two and the entire gang was instantly riled up.
Song Shijun was still grinning, as though he wasn’t aware of the danger he was in.
He turned back and looked at Yin Shaojie, saying, “You’ll be the damsel protector today. I’ll take care of this myself today. Don’t steal my lilight. Let have my mont.”
Yin Shaojie smiled. He knew that Song Shijun was concerned about his wound.
“Alright, I won’t steal your lilight.”
Song Shijun had been trained in the military since he was young. Taking on ten people wasn’t difficult for him.
Sure enough, Song Shijun pinched his fingers and walked up.
“Don’t fight one by one but co at all at once. We’re very busy and we have no ti to waste on you. Hurry up and fight . I’ll make this a quick victory!”
Upon seeing that he was going to fight them, Ye Sijue decided not to interfere. Putting his hands into his pockets, he watched the show from the side.
The hoodlums were angered by Song Shijun’s provocation and leaped forward one by one.
Song Shijun rose to the occasion and tackled every one of them in order.
It was no use whether these people had any weapons on them for they seed to be just for decoration.
After kicking one person away, he suddenly rembered sothing and turned his head back towards Ye Sijue. “How did you offend these people? They’re so trash. Why didn’t you take care of them before?”
“The one who’s wearing glasses is a human trafficker. He wanted to kidnap Xiaong,” Ye Sijue explained coldly as he cast a sidelong glance at the gentleman.
It was a sunny day, and the temperature wasn’t cold, but the gentleman got the chills.
He then saw the n he had brought sprawled on the floor after a single punch.
Song Shijun said to Ye Sijue, “I’ll let you have this one?”
Ye Sijue nodded. His long legs moved and walked over like he was Satan arriving at the scene.
The gentleman only felt his heart run cold. Without even thinking, he whipped out his handgun. Trembling, he pointed it at him before he changed his mind and pointed it at Mo Xiaong.
“Don’t co closer!”
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