He'll hit her!

She...she just covered her head and squatted down!

That way it won't hurt so much, sob sob QAQ...

Scarface lowered his arm and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

He looked at Xie Jingcheng.

"Xie Jingcheng, are you still going to fight or not? What kind of nonsense is it to bring a little burden like this!"

After asking the system what a "burden" was, Chaochao clenched her little fists angrily, "I, I'm not a burden!"

"I can protect my brother!"

She leaned back a little and grabbed Xie Jingcheng's clothes, "Brother, don't be afraid, I won't leave."

She's just a little scared QAQ...

Xie Jingcheng, the school bully of No. 1 High School, was completely unaware that in the eyes of this three-year-old child, he had become a helpless and miserable little cabbage.

He glanced at the child upon hearing her bold words.

How do you protect yourself, by taking on even one percent of the firepower when you're being attacked?

Looking at the little girl's legs, which were shaking so much they looked like two ramen noodles, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Why is she meddling in other people's business?

For a stranger he'd only met once?

At the risk of getting injured.

Is he still a little kid?

Hearing Scarface's irritable complaints, Xie Jingcheng casually glanced at him.

Then, in full view of everyone, he stretched out his long arm, scooped up the trembling little bundle of flesh, and held it in his arms, coolly uttering a single sentence—

"We're not playing today."

Chaochao asked in confusion: Fight? Fight what?

Scarface's anger level soared.

"Fuck your mother, what do you mean? You think I'm a joke, that you can just fight whenever you want and not fight whenever you want?!" He reached out to grab Xie Jingcheng's shoulder. "Don't leave! You have to fight today!"

Xie Jingcheng's eyes suddenly darkened. He pressed Chaochao's head into his arms to block her view, and with his other hand, he quickly grabbed his wrist, twisted it, and slammed Scarface against the wall by the neck!

With the sleeves half-slid down, the exposed arm muscles showed beautiful and smooth lines, concealing a powerful explosive force.

The person on the wall was choked speechless, and their feet were completely off the ground, leaving them powerless to resist.

Everyone else seemed to have their throats choked; no one spoke, especially those from vocational high school, who were as quiet as chickens.

Xie Jingcheng lowered his voice, his tone extremely cold.

"Can't you understand human language?"

The person on the wall was coughing and nodding frantically!

He shook his head frantically again!

It really was literally working desperately.

He felt like he was about to faint at any second!

Five seconds later.

Xie Jingcheng then let go of Chaochao, turned around and left, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for the big shot.

Scarface slid off the wall and onto the ground, breathing heavily as if he had escaped death.

Only after Xie Jingcheng had walked away did the underlings dare to cautiously approach him.

"Boss, are you alright?"

After asking the question, he muttered to himself:

"I must say, Xie Jingcheng's younger sister is quite cute."

Scarface: "???"

I'm practically dead, and you're telling me this?!

He slapped the underling on the head and roared:

"roll!"