He was a man who had been navigating the social world for over a decade, and he could tell that this kid was more skilled than those professional bodyguards, and his strength was considerable.

How could a little kid have such terrifying strength to kick someone so far?

Moreover, the way he behaved after he came in was nothing like what a child should do.

He was calm and confident, unafraid even though he knew the place was full of their people.

It was as if they were confident they could take care of them all.

"How about this? I'll return your luggage and four million to you, and you let us go." The scarred man weighed his options before finally speaking up to negotiate.

He was certain that this child was no ordinary person; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find them so quickly, and even call the police and bring them over.

Normally, he would be happy to spend some time playing with him and teaching him a lesson.

But there are police guarding the outside, and we don't know when they'll bring a large number of officers over. We can't afford to waste time here with them.

Jiuju Hotel is their old haunt; whenever they close a big deal, they come here to celebrate.

One reason was to provoke those incompetent police officers.

They were so close, yet they were powerless to catch them, and kept running away searching for news of them.

Secondly, it was to pay protection money.

As for who receives this protection money, that's a secret.

They've always done it this way, and nothing else has ever gone wrong.

Most people who have their wallets stolen just report it to the police or curse a few times and that's it. This is the first time someone has tracked down where they are and come straight to them.

"Brother, that's over four million!" The man who had gone to great lengths to steal Ster's wallet looked at the scarred man in surprise and said reluctantly.

That's over four million, and they've already split it!

What they get is their money; we can't expect them to give it back, can we?

Besides, he's just a kid. Even if he knows some martial arts, he couldn't possibly be a match for so many of them.

If you can't deal with the police, what's there to be afraid of when dealing with this kid?

His older brother has always been very brave, so why is he suddenly afraid now?

They even negotiated with the other party to return the items and let them leave.

This kid has police behind him, but they're not without their own backers either!

"Shut up, I'm the boss, what I say goes." The scarred man glared at the man who had spoken and said coldly.

Although he didn't know the child's identity, he had a feeling that the two of them had gotten into trouble.

"Arrest you all, and my money and luggage won't go back to me, will they?" Ster said coldly.

It's the same whether you give it back to him or arrest them all and get the money and luggage back.

The former will not only feel that they have gotten a good deal, but they will also continue to lie to people after they leave.

The latter is to convince them completely, to eliminate them all at once, and to prevent them from lying anymore.

No matter how you look at it, it's better to arrest them, investigate them thoroughly, and put them in jail.

"You brat, you don't know what's good for you!" Scarface's henchman was furious. Before Scarface could speak, he charged forward, fists clenched.

Their boss was willing to discuss things with him, which was a sign of respect for him.

He even said he would arrest them and take them back. What a boastful and arrogant statement!

He's just a kid who knows a little self-defense; let's see how he teaches him a lesson!

Ster lifted his eyelids, his cold eyes watching the man charging at him with his fists raised. With the speed of a small fish, he bent down, passed through the man's arm, and with a slight bend in his elbow, slammed heavily into the man's abdomen. Then, he grabbed the man's clenched fists with both hands and threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Click—

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

The sound was crisp and clear, each note distinct and distinct, sending chills down everyone's spines.

That sounded like... the sound of an arm breaking.

The child didn't seem to have used much force, yet their arm bones were broken.

Moreover, his speed was extremely fast just now, which was clearly not just a matter of having learned self-defense techniques, but more like he was well-trained...

How could a rich young master possibly learn such advanced self-defense techniques?

He looked like he had sparred with many people and was a seasoned veteran.

"ah--"

The man's scream brought the stunned crowd back to their senses.

Seeing this, Stern twisted his arm to the left, turning the man's arm into a twisted, contorted shape.

Click—

Another crisp sound rang out, accompanied by a pig-like scream.

Ster looked up at the scarred man not far away and ran towards him before anyone could react.

To catch the thief, first catch the king!

These small fry can be put aside for now, but this scarred man must be caught.

He knows far more than those lowlifes!

"Protect the boss!" The man next to the scarred man was the first to react and shouted loudly.

Upon seeing this, those people immediately pounced on Ster, some of them pulling out knives from their pockets, their expressions serious and their eyes sharp, no longer treating Ster as a child.

Ster glanced at the men holding stun guns and knives out of the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

These people are more than just liars or thieves.

If it were just for deceiving or stealing, why would someone carry a knife around?

With a sweeping kick, Ster knocked down the person who was approaching, quickly snatched the knife from his hand, and flew it towards the man who was about to reach him.

The knife flew through the air, splitting the air in front of it in two.

The next second, it pierced the man's right eye.

Blood gushed from the man's right eye.

The man's face turned deathly pale, and he screamed, "Ah—"

Eye!

His eyes!

Ster's actions undoubtedly angered those people.

They didn't care whether the police were outside or not; they were all focused on getting rid of him.

The crowd surged forward, their hearts consumed by rage.

Stern kept his eyes fixed on the scarred man they were protecting behind him, and fought his way through them.

No matter who got close, he knocked them to the ground.

He didn't hold back either, breaking their bones or severely injuring them.

Only in this way can they not escape.

Seeing the person in front of him brandishing a knife and menacingly stabbing at him, Ster grabbed the person next to him and used him as a human shield, pushing him forward.

The person stabbing with the knife was momentarily stunned when he realized it was one of his own, and his movements slowed down.

Ster seized the opportunity and kicked his opponent in the abdomen.

The other person, knife and all, took a few steps back and crashed into the scarred man behind him.

Immediately, Ster released the person he was holding and swam towards the scarred man like a dragon.

The scarred man reached out and braced himself against the back of his subordinate who had almost bumped into him. The man looked up at the scarred man with gratitude, and then said as if he had been wronged, "Boss."

"What a piece of trash." The scarred man glanced coldly at the person in front of him, pushed him away without hesitation, and then put his hand to cover his face.

Bang--

It felt as if something incredibly heavy had struck his arm, causing the scarred man's arm to tremble.

The scarred man frowned as he watched Ster suddenly leap up and sweep his leg towards his face.