With a loud "bang," the beer bottle shattered on the bald man's head.
Red blood mixed with shards of glass slowly flowed down from the top of his head.
The bald man cried out, stumbled, and clutched his head in pain.
Blood stained his fingers, but he didn't collapse immediately; he cried out in pain.
"This was for my little turtle."
Mu Xiaocheng's tone was icy, and her gaze was cold.
Song Guiran was under her protection; since he had been injured, she naturally wanted to help him get revenge.
"Boss."
When the bald man's men saw that their boss had been beaten, they rushed over, surrounded him, and immediately called for help and a doctor.
The bald man covered his head, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and pointed his blood-stained finger at Mu Xiaocheng.
"Tie this brat up for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, all of his men pounced on Mu Xiaocheng.
"Sister Xiaocheng," Song Guiran called out with some concern.
Mu Xiaocheng glanced at him, then kicked one of the enemies away: "Just wait obediently to the side."
As soon as she finished speaking, she punched the man again.
Song Guiran didn't say anything more; he knew that Sister Xiaocheng had that ability.
These few henchmen were nothing to her.
But these people are treacherous and cunning, and I'm afraid they'll resort to underhanded tactics.
A fight was taking place inside when suddenly a group of people dressed in a shabby manner, looking like petty thugs, rushed in.
Along with them came a man in a white coat carrying a medical kit.
Mu Xiaocheng frowned. Were these people their saviors?
"Boss."
Those people shouted in unison.
The bald man sat in a chair as a doctor cleaned his wounds; he grimaced in pain.
He spat and looked at Mu Xiaocheng, saying, "Mu Xiaocheng, I'm giving you two choices. First, you two kneel down and beg for mercy. Second, since you're so good at fighting, then try it. I have plenty of brothers. If I hurt or cripple you, Miss Mu, don't blame me."
Mu Xiaocheng crossed her arms, her face showing no sign of fear.
"You had someone beat up my little turtle, so of course I'm going to beat you up. You're not at a loss."
"What? You still feel wronged?"
Hearing her say that, the bald man gritted his teeth and pointed at Song Guiran: "Then ask Second Young Master Song who started it? Who is in the wrong?"
"I've been in this business for so many years, and I believe in code of honor. I won't just throw mud at anyone for no reason."
Mu Xiaocheng frowned and couldn't help but look at Song Guiran beside her.
Song Guiran clenched his teeth, his voice trembling slightly: "I was the one who made the mistake first."
Mu Xiaocheng: "..."
Depend on!
What exactly happened?
Only then did she turn her gaze to the little girl in the corner, whose face was delicate and who looked frail.
Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were torn; it was obvious what had happened.
Mu Xiaocheng smiled, a smile that was somewhat sarcastic.
Yuan Xi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, not daring to look at her.
"Even if the little turtle attacked first, your people shouldn't have hit him. He's still a child. You've been in Yundu for so long, hasn't anyone told you that you can't touch the people of the four major families in Yundu?"
Upon hearing this, the bald man's expression changed slightly.
At this moment, one of his brothers ran up behind him and whispered in his ear, "Boss, we really can't mess with the people from the four major families, especially this Miss Mu."
"If we mess with her, none of us will have a good time."
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