Chapter 24 Who Sent You?
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
Si Yuhan was dragged into a corner. He didn't struggle all the way here, so the man thought he didn't have the guts to do anything, thus he released Si Yuhan when there was no one around.
Si Yuhan coldly glanced over the muscular guy in front him and said, "Who sent you?"
That guy paused for a moment. He found him feeing a little frightened under this little boy's gaze. Feeling ashamed, he scolded himself for being gutless in his heart.
Si Yuhan looked very pretty, white good teeth, fair skin and reddish face. He had a little baby fat though, but he was only a kid. In a few years, when he became a man, people would die for him. It had been years since such a pretty face showed up in Yuliang County.
"Cut the crap. Wait and see how much I can get for selling you." The guy stretched his arms, trying to grab Si Yuhan.
Then he couldn't move. His writes were locked by the kid. Being in this business for a long time, he knew how to play the game, but today, this kid, this shit kid could expose his trick so easily.
Maybe he was just lucky.
Maybe he made it accidentally.
Si Yuhan sneered. What a stupid and pour guy! When he moved his fingers a little, the tough guy began to scream painfully, like his eyes were about to pop out.
"Please! Forgive me." The guy couldn't take it anymore. He knelt down on the ground, dripping with sweat.
It was weird to hear such cold voice coming out from such a pretty face.
"Who sent you here?"
"No one. It's true. Don't hurt me, please."
He never expected to see that a seven-or eight-year-old boy could be this powerful. Obviously, the pain was too much for him to bear now.
Si Yuhan raised his eyebrows. It never occurred to him that people like Ke Ruan could have such a loyal subordinate. Good. Very good.
His eyes went dark. As soon as he decided to kill this person, he heard Ke Ruan's voice at a short distance.
"Excuse me, did you see a kid about seven years old passing by? About this tall. Very pretty boy."
"No!"
"Miss, Did you see...?"
"No."
Si Yuhan heard clearly that Ke Ruan was almost crying, which shook his faith again. He glanced at the guy who was about to pass out, loosened his grip and said, "Where did you intend to take me to?"
The pain disappeared immediately. The tough guy looked pretty pissed off. You shit little boy. I was being careless. This time you wouldn't get that lucky.
He stood up quickly and roared, "Go to hell!"
As he spoke, he smashed his fists against Si Yuhan's face, thinking Si Yuhan would never be able to fight back if not die because of this heavy fist.
However, there was a faint of smile on Si Yuhan's face, which made him look even scarier in the moonlight. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and went straight toward the guy.
The guy sneered, thinking obviously this kid overrated himself.
Swish!
The fist hit him right on his own fist. He became extremely pale instantly, sweating heavily. Facing him head on, the strong man's face instantly turned white, and his sweat flowed out. His fist, which was not half the size of his, broke his hand just like that. He wanted to scream, but for some reason, he couldn't make a sound at all.
He could feel that the bones in his arm had been broken. He wanted to faint, but the pain was clearer and clearer.
"You don't have any self-control." Kun Chanhan didn't have a hint of emotion, as if he was just telling the truth.
"Damn it, I was wrong. I know it was wrong." He knelt on the ground and pardoned, "Please spare me. I really know I did wrong."
What kind of devil did he irritate?