Ling Yun told An Qing and the others not to get out of the car. He would handle whatever happened!
"Get out!"
"Get out!"
The thugs glared at him, acting as if they ruled the world.
Ling Yun smiled and got out of the car. "Are you with the Daughter Gang?"
"That's right. Good thing you know it. Since you're being so sensible, we'll only break one of your legs." A young man with a buzz cut said as he smoked.
"Who sent you?" Ling Yun asked.
He'd already guessed half the answer. It was probably Huang Wenjie. He hadn't expected him to act so quickly.
Too bad!
He'd picked the wrong person to mess with—and the wrong people to send!
These thugs were clearly new. They didn't know the first thing about the rules.
Ling Yun was very unhappy. He'd never imagined Huang Wenjie would be so determined to get himself killed, causing trouble for him again and again!
"Daddy, let me handle this. Don't be mad."
Perhaps she'd sensed Ling Yun's mood, because Little one ran out of the car. An Qing couldn't stop her, so she got out too.
"You bad people, don't bully my daddy, or you'll be sorry." Little one puffed up her cheeks, looking fierce in the cutest way. Just looking at her made people want to laugh.
"Well, well! So now you're famous, you think you can look down on the Daughter Gang?"
"Kid, have you been weaned yet?"
"Still drinking milk? Hahaha, that's hilarious."
"I have to say, she's pretty cute."
Some of the thugs chuckled. They found Little one's behavior rather amusing.
The Daughter Gang?
That sounded familiar. Little one scratched her head, and the image of Brother Qiang gradually surfaced in her mind.
"Phew... It's Xiao Qiang!"
Little one spoke