It's Okay to Cry

The audience's heads were buzzing.

Xiao Qiu and the others were also dumbfounded as they looked at the Sky Screen.

"Is Fang... is Brother Fang Ming really that amazing?" Xiao Chun couldn't help but look at Yu Muqiu.

Yu Muqiu shook his head so hard it was practically a rattle drum:

"I didn't know! I never knew! Although I knew that Fang Ming worked out and went to the gym often... but... I really didn't know he was this good!"

"That punch just now... even my dad couldn't pull that off."

Chen Xiaoxia, from a family of police officers, stared at the Sky Screen in astonishment.

There was one thing she didn't dare say.

That is, she felt that if her father had taken that punch, he would probably have collapsed to the ground with a thud.

After all, this is a fist capable of sending someone flying a meter!

The troll who had been provoking Fang Ming was sent flying with a single punch. Any normal person would probably turn and run away in such a situation.

But... these thugs were different. They were young and fearless. When they saw their companion being beaten to the ground, their first reaction was not to run away, but to rush towards Fang Ming!

"You're asking for it!!"

One of the thugs swung his fist at Fang Ming and aimed it at Fang Ming face.

Fang Ming didn't even look up. He simply turned slightly to the side, grabbed the thug's fist, and simultaneously kicked him in the knee with his right foot.

"Ahhh!!"

That kick was powerful, knocking the man to the ground, where he knelt on one knee.

However, because Fang Ming grabbed his right hand, he didn't fall completely to the ground. Instead, Fang Ming pulled him forcefully, and his right hand drooped down.

There was no fracture, just a dislocation.

But the pain was real, and the second thug couldn't get up again!

Because the second thug was dealt with too quickly, the third, stronger teenager who rushed towards Fang Ming, although he saw this scene, had already brought his fist down towards Fang Ming.

He took a step, turned sideways, and lowered his body slightly to dodge the man's straight punch.

Fang Ming slammed his shoulder against the thug's chest, Iron Mountain Lean a powerful shoulder strike that nearly made the thug's eyes bulge out.

But this is not the end.

Just as the thug was about to fall to the ground, Fang Ming's right hand reached up and around the man's arm, his right palm rising and striking the man's chin with precision!

Bang!

In an instant, the thug's eyes rolled upwards, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Fang Ming, who is proficient in some human combat techniques, can accurately stun people without causing them harm.

And so the strong man fell into a deep, infant-like sleep.

In less than thirty seconds, or even just a dozen seconds, all three were taken down.

But the remaining thug, the one who had threatened Fang Ming earlier, didn't run away even after seeing this!

Instead of running away, he angrily pulled a butterfly knife from his pocket, gripped it tightly with both hands, and charged fiercely at Fang Ming!

"You son of a bitch, die!!"

"Well."

Fang Ming sighed helplessly, his expression remaining unchanged as the thug thrust the dagger at him.

He nimbly dodged the attack, then precisely grabbed the thug's wrist. With a slight pull, the dagger fell to the ground, accompanied by a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Aaaaah!! It hurts... it hurts, it hurts--"

Fang Ming's hand remained motionless, like a hydraulic clamp. He glanced expressionlessly at the thug, then looked up at the girls not far away.

When their eyes met Fang Ming's, one of the three girls was immediately terrified and fell to the ground. The other two turned and ran without a second thought, abandoning their companion.

Seeing the group either running away or paralyzed with fear, Fang Ming gently tapped one of the thugs' necks with his other hand.

Thump.

The thug who had been yelling just moments before suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.

In the blink of an eye, less than a minute had passed, and the surrounding thugs were either groaning in pain or fast asleep.

During this time, Fang Ming didn't even utter a single harsh word.

(Holy crap!!!)

(He's ruthless and doesn't talk much; my cousin is the best example!)

(How can my cousin be so good at fighting?! Is he some kind of retired military king, or some kind of underworld assassin?!)

(You've been reading too many novels, haven't you? Maybe she just enjoys exercising?)

(Even if you love exercising, you couldn't possibly take care of so many people so easily!)

(Wait... besides showing how powerful the cousin is, what other meaning does this part have?)

(My cousin is a formidable fighter! That's what makes this special! Plus, he's a bestselling novelist! In any other place, he'd be the perfect protagonist template!)

(Are you talking about that 'protagonist archetype' where an entire gang is wiped out because a dog was killed?)

The discussion in the live chat was in full swing.

The Magical Girls fell silent.

They exchanged a glance, both able to see the surprise in each other's eyes.

It was astonishing that someone they knew displayed unparalleled combat skills before them, something they had been completely unaware of beforehand.

However, Xiao Qiu's attention immediately shifted from Fang Ming to Song Niandong in the Sky Screen.

"... In reality, Brother Fang Ming didn't come to take care of me, so that day Xiao Dong..."

Upon hearing this, the other two Magical Girls also fell silent instantly.

Chen Xiaoxia couldn't help but stand up in a rage:

"I really should go and beat those guys up!! Which prison are they in?! I'm going to take care of them!!"

"Xiaoxia, there's no need for that." Xiao Chun grabbed the furious Xiaoxia again and sighed, "They had nightmares for days on end, and they've developed some mental problems. They're either in a hospital or in prison undergoing psychiatric rehabilitation now. Even if you seek revenge on them, it won't make any difference."

"... Huh? You've developed mental problems? Why?"

"Because they keep having nightmares."

As Xiao Chun spoke, she looked up at the sky. "And the person who gave them nightmares... must have been Song Niandong."

"So, if I hadn't met Dongdong, were you the one who saved Dongdong?"

At the same time, Youyou also sighed in the same way.

Fang Ming shook his head. "No, I wasn't in Spring City at the time, so if it weren't for you, Dongdong would probably be in a worse situation now."

"But Dongdong doesn't seem to think so."

Youyou glanced at Song Niandong beside her.

When Song Niandong saw Fang Ming appear in the Sky Screen and save her like a divine intervention, her eyes changed. Her gaze towards Fang Ming in the Sky Screen became more admiring and... fond.

Without Fang Ming's care over the past few days, Song Niandong might not have been so deeply moved by what she witnessed.

But it was precisely because Fang Ming had taken such good care of Song Niandong these past few days, treating her like a younger sister, that Song Niandong's goodwill towards Fang Ming increased dramatically when she witnessed this scene.

Seeing the sparkle in Dongdong's eyes, the kind of look one gets when seeing an idol, Fang Ming chuckled and said:

"Perhaps this isn't so bad."

There's no need to really explain all this to Dongdong. As long as she's happy and willing to give up on carrying out that unreliable plan with Youyou, that's enough.

Fang Ming, having driven away the bad guys, came to Song Niandong's side.

The meal card that the hot girls had just snatched was thrown at their feet. Looking at Song Niandong's photo and name on it, Fang Ming bent down and handed the meal card to Song Niandong, who was sitting on the ground.

After Song Niandong received the meal card, Fang Ming asked with concern:

Are you alright?

Song Niandong shook her head, then said in a very soft voice:

"... Thank you."

"I was just passing by," Fang Ming said, then looked up at the sky for some reason, his brows furrowing. After a moment's thought, he asked Song Niandong:

"It's still early, do you need me to take you home?"

It wasn't night yet, but because of the group of thugs earlier, Fang Ming was a little worried about Song Niandong and decided to personally take her home.

Song Niandong hesitated, unsure how to answer, but Fang Ming made the decision for her:

"Never mind, I'll take you home."

As he spoke, Fang Ming reached out his hand to Song Niandong and asked, "Can you still stand up?"

"... Um."

Song Niandong nodded gently, took Fang Ming's hand, and then stood up.

The scene shifts to the sky, where the orange-red rays of the setting sun cast their light upon the ground.

On the way to Song Niandong's home, Fang Ming and Song Niandong's shadows stretched out long.

Song Niandong walked ahead, while Fang Ming, carrying the things, lagged behind, walking beside her. In the end, he didn't choose to call the police, since Fang Ming's 'fighting style' just now could be considered excessive self-defense to some extent, and calling the police would only cause him trouble.

He chose to take Song Niandong home and explain the situation to Song Niandong 'Song Niandong family, who then informed the school teachers.

Either deal with it, or transfer to another school.

We can't let such a child suffer violence that she shouldn't have to endure.

Fang Ming's plan was well-thought-out, but he misjudged one thing.

Song Niandong... is now an orphan.

This is something Fang Ming only realized after arriving at Song Niandong's home.

Looking at the room, which seemed to have been neglected for several days, Fang Ming couldn't help but ask Song Niandong:

Where are your family members?

"... They're all dead."

"?" Fang Ming's pupils dilated slightly, then he asked, "Then... your guardian..."

"They ran away with the money..."

"..."

Fang Ming remained silent this time, unable to speak. He looked at the empty room, then at Song Niandong, who was slightly dirty and smelled strange. He rubbed his hair, making it a mess.

He looked somewhat conflicted.

Finally, having exhausted all other options, Fang Ming sighed helplessly, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Half an hour later.

At Xiao Qiu's home, Xiao Qiu, who had just returned from school, pushed open the door and greeted everyone:

"I'm back! Brother Fang Ming! What's for dinner? It smells delicious!"

She smelled the aroma of food in the air, and her stomach rumbled in agreement.

But the next moment, Yu Muqiu's expression froze.

She saw a girl she didn't recognize sitting on the sofa in her living room. Hearing the voice, the girl looked up and met Yu Muqiu's gaze. They stared at each other blankly for a moment before Yu Muqiu finally remembered to ask a surprised question:

"... Who are you?!"

Chapter 81 It's better to cry it out

(So, it's already so fresh and clean, I brought it home!)

(We can't really let a little girl without a guardian go hungry, can we?)

(What's going on with Xiaodong? Her temporary guardian ran off with the money, and the authorities haven't done anything about it?)