The other party is not a good person who would wait for him to secure the child first. Ji Lianhuo had been beaten several times when he untied his straps for bring the child infront of his chest and the wooden stick for self-protection had also come off his hand.
Ji Dabao looked desperately at the chaos. Ji Lianhuo lay on the ground, firmly protecting himself between the ground and his body.
The sound of the stick hitting Ji Lianhuo's body was dull and heavy. Hearing it, Ji Dabao couldn't help but burst into tears, crying hoarsely.
"Weren't you good at fighting before!" The gangster saw that the situation was under control, so he picked up his stick and stepped forward with a smirk, "Tell me, how good it is to pay the protection fee honestly at the beginning. Now you have to pay for it with your life!"
Ji Lianhuo said nothing, and none of the vendors around dared to step forward.
"Today, I will set rules against you!" The leader of the gangster slowly raised his stick and pointed it at the boy's leg.
"Don't!" Uncle Yu burst into tears, struggling to go forward, but the vendor who helped him up grabbed him tightly with a nervous expression on his face.
"Mister, don't go, think about your son!"
Many people turned their heads away, and the stall owner who had been charged protection money before slowly raised his hand to cover his daughter's eyes.
One second, two seconds, but the expected sound did not come, instead it was an emergency brake, and the ear-piercing screech of the tires rubbing against the ground.
"Fuck!" The leader of the gangster was bumped into the car which stopped rightly infront of him, and he rolled in a circle before stopping. The other gangsters immediately stepped forward and quickly helped the boss up.
The sudden change made everyone unresponsive, and the surrounding area was silent. Uncle Yu looked at the vehicle that caused the accident with a pure black paint surface like a mirror, and his expression became a little bit excited.
No longer being beaten with sticks, Ji Lianhuo slowly raised his head, seeing the familiar car, he felt like he was dreaming.
The car door opened, and a shiny black leather shoe stepped on the ground, leading out a young man in a suit and leather shoes.
"Yes..there are people fighting in public places here." The young man held a mobile phone in his hand with a delicate face and his expression was serious, "Please come here as soon as possible."
Paying no attention to the gangsters, the young man lowered his body to check the boy's situation.
"Are you okay?"
Ji Lianhuo stared blankly at the person in front of him. After the dust settle around him, only the faint smell of wine and a clear and clean fragrance came to him.
"Who the hell are you! How dare you ruin my business!" The leader of the gangster was furious, obviously revenge was close at hand, but he was thrown into the air by this man!
Wang Zhaomou got up slowly, looked at the gangster with a face full of rage, raised his hand to support the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his chin slightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The Wang Family, Wang Zhaomou"
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