The man made a move to rush forward, but with a swoosh, Lao Si, Liang Haoming, who was usually reserved and not fond of speaking, stepped forward with his tall and large fra, blocking the man.
The man looked up at Liang Haoming, who was much taller than himself, swallowed a gulp of saliva, and suddenly felt a bit intimidated.
"Get out of the way!" He shoved, his gaze passing over Haoming to look at Dong Huiying, who was shielded behind Haoming. But in fact, he was looking at the little baby in Dong Huiying’s arms.
The little baby had been sleeping soundly, but the man’s voice was too loud, waking him up. Rubbing his eyes sleepily, he seed confused, not knowing what ti or place it was, just waking up and slightly disoriented.
Then, he saw the man.
Little Wuwang let out an "Ah," "Bad, big bad!"
Dong Huiying frowned and then looked at Lao Si. Haoming blocked the man, not allowing him to cross the line.
The man, dissatisfied, dared to try pushing Haoming away, but Haoming’s body was like an iron board. He pushed with all his strength, yet Haoming remained unmoved.
On the contrary, with a shake of his arm, Haoming sent the man staggering backward.
The man staggered back a few steps, his face turning livid as he said, "That’s my child, give him back to !"
Little Wuwang pouted, "No, no, no," his little head shaking like a rattle drum, "Bad, big bad!"
He struggled, seemingly wanting to get down. It wasn’t until then that Dong Huiying realized this child had astonishing strength; she could hardly hold him, so she put him down, "Good child, I believe he’s a bad person."
She wanted to say, she’d seen through the man’s ill intentions from the start, of course, she couldn’t casually let the man take the child away, but the child, like a little cannonball, dashed toward the man, raising his tiny fists, "Bad, big bad!"
With a bang, this kid was terrifying, delivering a punch to the man’s knee.
After knocking the man down, he climbed onto the man’s body, raising his small fists, hitting him repeatedly while shouting "Bad."
Dong Huiying: "???"
She had thought he was a cute little puppy, but he was actually a little wolf cub, seemingly cute yet with a fierce and ruthless nature?
Those present were a bit dumbfounded, while Zhi Chen and the others glanced at their Mistress.
It seed that the Mistress also possessed Innate Divine Strength.
And this child, he was incredibly strong too!
After finishing his assault on the man, Little Wuwang stepped on the man’s stomach, bouncing up and down, "Bad, big bad!"
After a couple of bounces, he seed to have vented enough anger, rubbed his eyes again, and then trotted back to Dong Huiying, "Shushu, want hug!"
Dong Huiying: "..."
Her lips twitched, and she picked the child up.
When she looked at the man, she saw blood streaming from his nose and mouth, clearly in a state of more incoming than outgoing breath, likely beyond saving.
She looked, speechless, at the little guy in her arms, milk-white and with the scent of milk on him.
Ferocious indeed!
I wonder what kind of family raised such a rumbustious child.
Little Wuwang giggled, then hugged Shushu’s neck, affectionately nudging her neck with his small face, then lay on Shushu’s shoulder, carelessly falling asleep.
Dong Huiying: "..."
Zhi Chen, seeing this, couldn’t help but chuckle.
Then, he exchanged glances with Shu Yu, and Shujun seed to have also noticed sothing, so a few of them gathered together, heading towards the man lying on the ground, looking like he was about to breathe his last.
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