"You...do you know who I am?" The guy who had fallen face-first got up, blood streaming from his nose. His eyes were filled with a sinister and ruthless glint as he pointed at He Tingchuan and said to his companions, "Kill him for me."
His accomplices, each with a fierce expression, surrounded He Tingchuan.
He Tingchuan gave Yun Jin a reassuring look and stuffed the little rice cake in his arms into her hands: "Be a good girl and watch how Daddy saves the beauty and stands up for your mother!"
Little Niangao seemed to understand, but not quite. Knowing that he was talking to her, she nodded enthusiastically and clapped her hands happily: "Daddy!"
He Tingchuan was filled with pride; his daughter was so well-behaved!
His gaze swept across Yun Jin's face, meeting her encouraging eyes. He gave her a gentle pat on the head, a proud smile on his face: "Keep an eye on her."
"Don't kill anyone," Yun Jin warned anxiously.
He Tingchuan smiled and nodded.
He Zizhen automatically moved closer to her sister-in-law to avoid being affected.
The others had lost patience with He Tingchuan's words. Someone swung a fist at him, and He Tingchuan turned around, grabbed the fist, and with a crack, dislocated his arm.
He let out another muffled groan as he was kicked in the crotch. The pain was so intense that he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. Anyone who's ever been kicked in the groin knows what that kind of agonizing pain feels like.
Others joined in the fun.
He Tingchuan swept away the fallen leaves like an autumn wind, briefly demonstrating his martial arts skills. In no time, five or six people were thrown to the ground, rolling around with broken arms and legs, their faces contorted in pain.
While He Tingchuan was dealing with the scoundrels, Yun Jin, holding Xiao Niangao, cheered enthusiastically: "Go, husband! Husband, beat them up! Husband is the best!"
Little Niangao waved excitedly, and Yun Jin instructed her, "Daddy is awesome! Daddy is great! Daddy is so good!"
Little Rice Cake: "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy..."
Yun Jin: "......"
She insisted.
Little Niangao is only fourteen months old, and her language function is not yet fully developed. She can't say anything too complicated. She basically says things like "daddy," "mommy," "grandpa," "grandma," and "bag," and nothing more.
He Tingchuan was overjoyed, his eyes crinkling with laughter, and the look of pure delight on his lips was hard for He Zizhen to ignore.
He Zizhen: "......"
Uncle, you feel like a stranger to me!
He Tingchuan's heroic rescue of the damsel in distress, resembling a peacock spreading its tail feathers, greatly excited Yun Jin and her daughter. After he had taken everyone down, the mother and daughter happily rushed over, the older one giving the younger one a hug.
He Tingchuan enjoyed the warm response from the mother and daughter, and couldn't hide the smile on his face. The usually stern man almost smiled broadly.
The group of people, who were beaten and groaning on the ice, saw that He Tingchuan and his group were too busy to pay attention to them. They decided to play dirty tricks. One of them pulled out a folding knife from his pocket and stabbed He Tingchuan in the lower back.
He Zizhen saw it and shouted, "Uncle, watch out, there's a knife behind you!"
Yun Jin looked closely and her face filled with horror. She immediately protected Xiao Niangao and looked nervously at He Tingchuan.
He Tingchuan reacted incredibly fast; the knife was kicked away before it could even stab the other person. The weapon fell to the ground and was picked up by He Tingchuan. His face was grim, and his eyes were fierce. Under the gazes of everyone who was relieved that he had escaped unscathed, he plunged the knife into the other person's thigh.
"ah!"
The next cut was made into the abdomen, avoiding all internal organs.
"Ahhh!!"
The third stab wound penetrated the shoulder blade.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
The scoundrel who was stabbed three times immediately passed out.
His companions trembled with fear and wisely knelt down to beg for mercy, no longer daring to resort to underhanded tactics. They knew they had met their match: "Please, spare us, we'll never do it again."
Ignoring their pleas for mercy, He Tingchuan asked Xiao Niangao, "Is Daddy strong?"
Little Rice Cake understood and nodded: "Daddy's awesome!"
He Tingchuan's lips curled up: "Dad, should we let them go?"
Little Rice Cake has figured out a pattern in her speech. In her sweet, childish voice, she says, "Daddy, put it down!"
The few people who were begging for mercy regarded Little Rice Cake as their savior, Grandma!
Since his daughter had said she would let him go, He Tingchuan certainly wouldn't go back on his word. He coldly rebuked her, "Get out!"
With broken arms and legs, they were about to leave when He Tingchuan grunted in response, coldly watching his accomplice sprawled on the ground, stabbed three times.
They understood, and disregarding their broken arms and legs, they helped the man up. He limped away in a sorry state under the gaze of the crowd, not daring to ask who He Tingchuan and the others were.
In other words, they dared not seek revenge against He Tingchuan.
They were tired of living. They could tell at a glance that the person in front of them was a trained fighter, and he looked like he came from the military. The menacing aura he exuded was so strong that even ten men wouldn't dare to do anything about him.
Thankfully, they didn't use a wooden gun.
Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine; I run as fast as I can.
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Yun Jin asked worriedly, "Won't someone die?"
"No, I'm not seriously injured, I won't die." He Tingchuan knew this in his heart.
Yun Jin was relieved and stuffed the chubby little rice cake back in: "Want to play again?"
"Go ice skating, I'll bring Nian Gao. We can't let a few stinky rats ruin your fun!" He Tingchuan knew she hadn't had enough fun. With him around, who would dare to mess with his wife?
Yun Jin smiled and nodded, then called He Zizhen to continue skating.
Little Niangao was held by her father and sat on a dog-shaped ice sled, which is the most popular with children. Little Niangao also liked it very much, and He Tingchuan took his daughter on it again and again.
Keep an eye on Yun Jin's situation at all times.
When He Ziqian arrived, he bought three skewers of candied hawthorn: "Was there a group fight at the skating rink? When I came in, I saw one person covered in blood, and the others had bruises and broken arms and legs."
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