"Grandpa!"
A child's tearful cry rang out.
A seven- or eight-year-old girl squeezed out of the crowd inside and ran toward the noodle shop owner, her voice choked with tears.
"Don't take my grandpa!"
"Niuniu, don't come over. Be good. Go back!"
"Young man, hold him back. Don't let her out. It's dangerous." Dragged into the procession, the noodle shop owner had already guessed his fate.
He had resigned himself to it, but the sight of his granddaughter instantly frightened him into a cold sweat.
With no other choice, he could only turn to Earthworm, who stood by the door, for help.
Smack.
A large hand pressed down on the little girl's head.
The old man let out a heavy sigh of relief at the sight.
"Let me go! I want to save my grandpa!"
"I'll save him for you."
"Really?"
The girl looked up, and her little body jolted.
Earthworm's face was covered in blood.
It was the blood that had splattered when the laborer's body exploded, landing right on Earthworm's face.
At that moment, none of his earlier flippancy remained.
The murderous aura in his eyes was countless times stronger than Matsai's.
"Little Explosion." Sword Crane had already guessed what her man intended to do.
Earthworm said nothing and placed the little girl in Sword Crane's arms.
"Young man, don't do anything rash."
"You can't afford to cross the Yuan Family."
"This is the borderlands. If they kill you, you'll have nowhere to seek justice."
The people hiding in the noodle shop all spoke up to dissuade him.
Someone had already died. They did not want to watch Earthworm throw his life away.
He ignored them, silently took out his phone, and dialed a familiar number.
After three rings.
"Hello."
A low voice came through.
"Brother, I'm going