"Wha... what should we do now?" someone asked, trembling.

More than twenty people turned simultaneously to look at the middle-aged leader. Don't be fooled by their usual boisterousness, when it comes to matters of life and death, there's never a small issue. As a result, everyone felt an indescribable tension and panic.

The middle-aged man, exasperated, said, "Why the hell are you all staring at me? I'm not the damn murderer, are you guys?"

Everyone glanced at the people beside them and hurriedly shook their heads like rattles.

"Then that's settled!" the middle-aged man said irritably.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhao Guo'an suddenly broke free from the restraints of the two people beside him, tore the towel out of his mouth, and took a stride towards the person lying in a pool of blood, grabbing his wrist to check the pulse.

"What are you doing?" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.

The rest followed and surrounded him, as if ready to vent their anger on him.

Zhao Guo'an said in a deep voice, "Stay back, he can still be saved."

"What!"

Everyone present was shocked, looking at each other with expressions of uncertainty and doubt.

Zhao Guo'an, with a solemn expression, said, "I'm not kidding. If you don't want a real death on your hands, help me get him up."

The middle-aged man's eyes darted, signaling two people to help.

Anyway, if they fail to save him, it would be this kid's attempt at murder, and they could clear themselves of any involvement. It's just a pity for Little Four, encountering such misfortune at such a young age.

Two people assisted Zhao Guo'an in propping Little Four's upper body, while Zhao Guo'an pressed twice on his neck and then hit his chest firmly with a fist.

A miracle happened at that moment: Little Four, who had stopped breathing, suddenly coughed twice and started breathing again, albeit weakly, but it was indeed a sign of life.

"Quickly, send him to the hospital. If delayed, he'll still die." Zhao Guo'an said coldly.

The middle-aged man laughed, "Wow, kid, you do have some skills. Brothers, get him!"

"Wait!" Zhao Guo'an was stunned, "Are you people even human? I saved the person out of good intentions, and not only am I not thanked, you still want to repay kindness with betrayal?"

"Thank you? Ha!"

The middle-aged man laughed as if hearing the biggest joke, his expression and actions exaggerated, "Why did you save him? Don't you have an idea? If it wasn't for you two, would he have stepped on the peel and almost died?

You'll have to pay for his medical expenses.

And who the hell are you talking to calling yourself 'Daddy'? I think you deserve a beating!"

Zhao Guo'an was so angry that he nearly blacked out, abruptly remembering the story of the farmer and the snake. Clearly, he saved someone out of goodwill, yet ended up getting bitten instead. Do good people deserve to be bullied?

As people started surrounding him more closely, Zhao Guo'an felt an urge to laugh, but this urge was intertwined with an overwhelming fury beneath it.

He couldn't deny that, at that moment, he had thoughts of murder. But before he could act on it, a familiar voice came from afar, "Old Zhao, I'm quite disappointed to see you looking so unscathed right now."

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, and saw three people approaching: one man and two women, moving at a leisurely pace.

"Jinghan, are you okay?" The young girl stepped forward with concern, seeing tears still on Zhen Jinghan's face.

Zhen Jinghan shook her head, indicating she was okay.

Xiao Feng glanced at Zhao Guo'an with disdain, "Old Zhao, your demeanor is embarrassing. Don't even say you know me."

"In this situation, why waste words?" Zhao Guo'an rolled his eyes at him, then looked around arrogantly at the more than twenty people present, "My brothers are here, are you ready to meet your end?"

"Haha, just relying on this pretty boy, and these two chicks?" The middle-aged man laughed, "Are you trying to scare three-year-olds?"

"You dare insult Brother Xiao Feng?" The young girl's eyes turned cold.

"Wow, such a fiery temper, I like it." Someone stepped out, joking, "Brother has a lollipop here, do you want one?"

The young girl took a deep breath, then swiftly took the long whip from her waist.

"Snap!"

The over twenty people only had time to see a flash before them, when suddenly the man with the lecherous smile cried out, his left cheek swelling visibly fast.

"Come on, anyone else dare to speak disrespectfully to this princess? Step forward and show me." The young girl said with a smile on her lips.

The middle-aged man and his underlings were dumbfounded. No one expected such a pretty and cute looking little girl could, in the blink of an eye, injure someone.

In an instant, the young girl's image in everyone's eyes did a complete 180 from an endearing angel to a fearsome demon.

Of course, it's not that the more than twenty people present were utterly terrified; after all, the young girl's appearance just didn't convey much intimidation.

"We can't delay any longer. First, capture that woman and send her to Mr. Zhao," the middle-aged man ordered decisively.

"I dare anyone to take a step forward!" The young girl said confidently, "Don't blame me if I didn't warn you — leave nicely now and you'll avoid pain, or be ready to lie in bed for a few months."

"Such a big mouth, I'm stepping forward, what can you do?" someone said defiantly, taking a step forward.

"Snap!"

Once again, a whip crack echoed on the street.

Almost simultaneously with the whip crack, came the wailing of the man who, stubbornly, did not believe and took a step forward.

"Ahhhhh!"

The piercing scream surpassed the first; the man who had been whipped spat blood, two back molars flying from his mouth.

This gory scene made many present feel a chill inside, but the instigator of it all, with her cute face, remained unperturbed, as if it was nothing to her.

"Shihan is... actually so formidable?" Zhen Jinghan asked in a daze.

Zhao Guo'an sighed inwardly; what kind of life was he living?

Everyone around, any one of them, was stronger than him. The seemingly delicate girls like the young girl and Lu Yao are beyond comparison, not to mention Lin Jiaxuan, who looks like a child, could outfight him.

It was just like a sheep living amongst a wolf pack; being bullied was already a lucky grace, not getting eaten outright was a blessing!

"Who the hell are you people?" The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Feng and the others with wariness in his expression.

"The kind of people you can't afford to mess with!" The young girl said proudly, holding her head high.

Just as she finished speaking, the crackle of a voice came from the walkie-talkie on the middle-aged man's shoulder.

A moment later, the voice became clear, "Old Liu, I've driven the car to the intersection. Have you caught the person yet?"

The middle-aged man's hand trembled as it reached towards his shoulder, but before he could press the button, a blade with a cold gleam rested on his neck.

"If you don't want to die, answer as I say," Xiao Feng said coldly.

"Sure, sure..." The middle-aged man answered, a drop of cold sweat sliding from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, not daring to move an inch.

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