The crowd immediately erupted in alarmed cries again.
Zheng Yannan casually caught the brick.
Then, with a gloomy expression, he mercilessly sent the child flying with a kick!
"Don't!"
None of the adults in the crowd had expected a martial artist to attack a child.
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
The boy flew more than three meters before crashing heavily into a flower bed.
Wang Li hurried through the crowd and picked the child up.
Seeing that he was barely breathing, she immediately shouted at the people around her, "Call an ambulance, quickly!"
Yet everyone's expressions changed drastically as they backed away from Wang Li.
Wang Li's heart sank, and her face paled slightly.
When she looked up, she discovered that Zheng Yannan had somehow appeared in front of her.
"Move," Zheng Yannan said coldly.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Like a mother beast protecting her young, Wang Li trembled as she stood before the child, her face pale but unwilling to step aside.
Not a single person at the scene dared to speak up and stop him.
Even the other members of Team Three and the police station agents merely watched from the side.
No one dared to dissuade Zheng Yannan while he was enraged.
Zheng Yannan's face darkened as he raised his hand and slapped Wang Li across the face. "Get lost!"
Slap!
The crisp sound of the slap rang out.
Wang Li spun twice on the spot before tumbling away, her face instantly swelling red.
Just as Zheng Yannan was about to step forward—
She stubbornly climbed back to her feet and blocked his path again.
Only, the fear she had felt before had now turned into pleading. "Don't hurt the child! Please!"
Zheng Yannan paid no heed to her pleas.
Bang!
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