Liao Qing seemed to be playing around with him, effortlessly seizing his right hand and snatching the knife from his grip. The knife itself was nothing special, just an ordinary object. However, in Liao Qing's hands, it came alive. Those who witnessed it were filled with fear and dread, afraid that in the next second, they would lose their own fingers.

The hooligans who were still entangled with Xu Xiaoba over there suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge object coming from the corner of their eyes. Without a moment to react, the two of them collided with each other like a stack of acrobats, rolling away in the distance.

Then, the spring knife flew straight out and Buried into the mud in front of them with a thud, only a few centimeters away from the crotch of the ruffian.

Due to the powerful recoil, the knife handle trembled in place for a full minute before finally coming to a stop.

The hooligan looked down at his own crotch, with a cold sweat on his face. He... he scared the shit out of me. I... I haven't tried this place before, it's still fresh.

Xu Xiaoba stood dumbfounded for a solid three seconds, then turned his head with a stiff expression. His classmate, whom he had always considered weak, was now picking up his backpack, clapping his hands, and walking up to the two terrified gangsters. He spread his hands innocently and said, "Compensation for mental distress."

Just a moment ago, the easily fooled "sponsor" suddenly turned into someone trying to cheat others. Who is really suffering from mental distress here? Can we please talk sense, brother?

"If you don't give it to me, I'll call the police uncle."

The uncle's name was both ridiculous and infuriating.

It turned out that they were quite rich, what a scam, the fine should be doubled!" Liao Qing counted the thick stack of money in his hand and countless hot pot images floated through his mind.

Xu Xiaoba followed behind, still unable to recover from the extreme shock just now.

However, one can also imagine that no matter who discovers it, it would come as a shock to see someone who is usually bullied possess unexpectedly good skills.

"You managed to hide it pretty well, damn it!" Xu Xiaoba gnashed his teeth. If he had known how formidable he was, he wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess.

"When have I ever hidden anything from you?" Liao Qing exclaimed, wide-eyed and astonished.

These words left Xu Xiaoba momentarily speechless. Could it be that he had looked down on others with a contemptuous gaze? Bah! That's not how things were supposed to be said!

There happened to be a pharmacy on the road, and both gauze and disinfectant were available.

Liao Qing skillfully disinfected the wound and then wrapped it in gauze. His body temperature was low, and when his fingers gently touched the wound, it felt like ripples spreading through the depths of one's heart, indescribably comforting. Xu Xiaobao calmly watched him, realizing that he had personally put the pink hairpin in his hair.

I don't know why, but now it seems like... I don't dislike this softie as much as before. Damn! What am I thinking? Screw it, screw it! Where did my thoughts go?!

The more she restrained herself from looking at him, the more Xu Xiaoba's gaze shifted to his face. Soft Baozi had very long eyelashes, and his skin was fairer and more beautiful than most of the girls he had ever seen, giving off an appearance of being pampered and spoiled. It was really hard to imagine that the flying kick just now was his masterpiece.

"Your wound should be fine. Just take some anti-inflammatory medicine every day, no need to go to the hospital."

Liao Qing has checked it and the wound is not deep, there is no major problem.

"Hey, how are you going home?"

"Me?" Liao Qing looked at his watch and realized it was already almost 7 o'clock, and the sky was already dark. Just then, a phone call came in. It was his older brother asking where he was.

Liao Ning should be here soon to pick me up, otherwise my mom might worry.

My older brother will come pick me up, but I generally try not to bother him.

"This morning, um, that was your brother, right?" Xu Xiaoba awkwardly blurted out, recalling what he had said earlier. "I'm sorry."