I got into Uncle Ma's car, and we drove to my house together.
On the way, I was still worried that the other party might do something harmful to my parents.
After all, someone as vicious as that is probably capable of anything.
About an hour later, Uncle Ma and I arrived at my house, only to find a BMW parked in front of it.
This proves that, as Uncle Ma predicted, the person did indeed arrive.
My family lives in a small, unknown county town near Shanghai. We live in a two-story house.
I took out my keys, opened the door, and went inside with Uncle Ma.
I saw my parents in the living room, and a man in his forties, about the same age as my father, was sitting on the sofa opposite.
The other person was wearing a suit and shiny leather shoes, and looked like a businessman.
My dad was sitting across from that person, chatting enthusiastically, and seemed to respect him quite a bit.
When my dad saw me come back, his face was full of smiles: "Xiao Xi is back? Did you miss your dad? Haha."
Just as Dad was about to walk to my side, he saw Uncle Ma who had come with me and looked at him suspiciously.
Uncle Ma didn't feel offended at all. Instead, he warmly extended his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am the owner of the antique shop on Taiping Street in our Fengxian District."
Although Dad was a little puzzled, he still shook hands with Uncle Ma.
The father began, "Xiao Xi, you and this person..."
I interrupted my father's question and asked in return, "Dad, do we have guests coming to our house?"
Dad then quickly introduced, "Oh, yes, this is Manager Dong, the project manager for our company's latest project. He was just passing by and came in for a chat."
"He was also my father's direct superior."
"I heard you're a student at Shanghai University, and I was thinking of asking if you have any plans to start a business on campus!"
"Unexpectedly, what a coincidence, you came back just as we were chatting, haha."
"Come and say hello to your Uncle Dong."
I thought to myself, what a coincidence!
But I didn't show any sign of it on my face, and greeted the manager surnamed Dong with a smile.
When Manager Dong saw me return, I noticed a barely perceptible hint of excitement in his eyes.
It seems to be this person, no doubt about it.
When Manager Dong saw me coming, he quickly extended his hand to greet me.
I thought to myself, let's see how long you can hold out.
Because I could see his shoulders trembling with an extremely slight tremor.
It seems he was deliberately restraining himself; none of this was beyond Uncle Ma's expectations.
This also made me admire Uncle Ma even more.
I reached out and shook hands with Manager Dong, but the next moment!
A sharp, needle-like pain shot through my finger. I quickly looked at my hand and, in that instant, I saw the ring on Manager Dong's hand. I thought to myself, "Oh no!"
I quickly shouted, "Uncle Ma, there's something wrong with his ring!"
However, before I could even speak, Uncle Ma had already sensed something was wrong and took a step forward to attack!
He grabbed the other person's wrist and squeezed it hard.
It was as firm as a pair of pliers, squeezing Manager Dong's wrist until it dislocated.
A violent scream came from Manager Dong's mouth.
My parents were stunned when they saw this. They never expected that we would take action without warning.
Dad immediately shouted, "What are you doing! Let go of Manager Dong!"
When I saw my dad trying to break up the fight, I quickly stopped him, saying, "Dad, you've been used!"
I'll explain it to you later.
Then I called out to Uncle Ma, "Uncle Ma, please, my hand was cut by his ring, and there's blood on it."
Uncle Ma responded, his eyes icy as he looked at the other person: "You're not the one who cast the curse. It seems you've been betrayed too!"
Suddenly, Uncle Ma's ghostly eyes appeared, his dark and sharp eyes staring intently at Manager Dong as if they could see right through people.
My parents were completely dumbfounded.
After hearing that Manager Dong had cut my hand, Dad realized something was wrong.
Compared to Manager Dong, my father naturally cares more about me.
My father's love for me was enough to make him give up his job and everything else.
Dad even helped Mom up, indicating that she should just watch.
Uncle Ma then pinned Manager Dong to the ground, pinning him down firmly.
This is the first time I've seen Uncle Ma take action. Last time, when he dealt with Li Xue, he didn't even have to lift a finger; he intimidated her with just his aura.
Seeing Uncle Ma's strength this time gave me a strange sense of peace.
The only two men in this world who have ever given me a sense of security are here!
Uncle Ma subdued his opponent with one hand and pulled out a talisman from his waist with the other.
I didn't hear what he was saying, though I quickly muttered it to myself.
The talisman burst into flames, burning much more intensely than the flames of the antidote and calming talismans.
Uncle Ma pressed the flames onto Manager Dong's hand, which was adorned with a ring. In no time, Manager Dong's entire palm was burned, and the ring was scorched red. The bloodstains on it had long since evaporated due to the high temperature.
Despair appeared in Manager Dong's eyes. That was his best chance, the blood he had finally managed to obtain.
Manager Dong suddenly became agitated and raised his fist to punch Uncle Ma in the face.
But he was no match for Uncle Ma. Uncle Ma raised his fist and clashed with his. A sickening cracking sound came from Manager Dong's wrist.
Manager Dong let out another heart-wrenching scream: "Ah!!!! I fucking swear! I'll kill you!"
He was now like a cripple; one hand was burned and his wrist was broken, while the other hand was dislocated and hung limply on the ground in a horrifying way.
Uncle Ma's face turned sinister again, as if he was filled with boundless rage!
I've never seen Uncle Ma with such a terrifying expression!
Uncle Ma, who always greeted me with a kind smile, could also be like a demon, showing no mercy.
Uncle Ma punched Manager Dong in the stomach again, making a dull thud.
Manager Dong was so badly beaten that he kept gagging and tried to cover his stomach, but his hands were too weak to move, so he could only curl up helplessly.
Uncle Ma slowly stood up, glanced contemptuously at Manager Dong who was lying on the ground, groaning and howling, his face full of disgust.
Uncle Ma shook the blood off his hands and walked towards me.
At that moment, I found myself instinctively wanting to back away.
But then I realized that Uncle Ma was doing all this for me, and I couldn't let him feel disheartened.
Then, I forcibly controlled my body and walked towards Uncle Ma.
My dad instinctively reached out to shield me behind him, but I stopped him and gestured that it was alright.
Uncle Ma walked up to me, his eyes no longer filled with the frightening look they had just had, but had returned to their normal state.
With her usual kind smile, she said, "Sorry, little girl, I made your floor dirty."
"Excuse me, may I use the restroom?"
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