Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 816 - 815

Chapter 816: 815

Li Chunhua had not been sitting for long when suddenly, the crying of her little daughter came from afar.

Li Chunhua’s complexion changed, and she hurriedly stood up, only to see several men approaching from a distance. Leading them was none other than Little Overlord’s father, Wang Jianjun, who was holding Li Chunhua’s little daughter, marching over with a fierce and menacing look.

Accompanying him were several others, also holding her little son, Zhao Shunping. The little fellow had two clear slap marks on each side of his face, obviously the result of being hit.

Li Chunhua hurriedly went to meet them, tears in her voice, "What are you doing... What are you doing, Jianjun, we’re neighbors, why... why are you doing this? They’re just children..."

"Shut your damn mouth!" Wang Jianjun kicked Li Chunhua to the ground and cursed loudly, "Did you hit my son?"

"Mom! Mom!" Zhao Shunping cried out in shock when he saw his mother being hit, immediately starting to struggle and scream.

"Stay calm!" another man slapped Zhao Shunping’s face again, sending the little boy reeling, silenced by the dizziness.

"Brother, brother, mom..." the little daughter cried nonstop; being just a little girl, she was frightened by the scene.

"You shut up too!" Wang Jianjun threw Li Chunhua’s little daughter on the ground and pointed angrily at Li Chunhua, "Don’t you know who I am? You dare to hit my son? What are you trying to do? Bully me? Do you think I’m easy to bully?"

Li Chunhua was pale, managing to struggle to her feet with great difficulty, her voice trembling, "I... I didn’t mean to bully you, I... I didn’t do it on purpose; the thing is..."

"Shut the hell up!" Wang Jianjun kicked Li Chunhua down to the ground again and shouted angrily, "You hit my son and now you want to spin lies? Do you really think I’m a fool that you can deceive at will?"

Li Chunhua, after all, was just a woman and had been kicked twice in the chest by Wang Jianjun; blood had started to ooze from the corners of her mouth. She supported herself against the wall to stand up, her voice quivering, "Jianjun, it... it’s just a children’s fight, why... why do you need to do this? We’re neighbors, you..."

"Don’t shit me with relationship talk; what are you to me? Neighbors?" Wang Jianjun raged. "You, a foreigner from out of town begging here, do you really think you’re something? Also, you know it’s just children fighting? If children fight, let the children deal with it. What’s the meaning of you stepping in? What the hell does it mean?"

As Wang Jianjun’s anger flared up, he started slapping Li Chunhua across the face, hitting her so hard she hugged her head, staggering backward, unable to utter a word.

"Mom! Mom!" Zhao Pingshun yelled anxiously, but the man grabbed hold of him, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free.

"Didn’t you hear me tell you to stay quiet?" The man slapped Zhao Pingshun’s face again, disorienting the boy.

"Don’t hit him!" Li Chunhua screamed loudly.

"Who let you speak?" Wang Jianjun kicked Li Chunhua in the chest again, knocking her to the ground once more.

"Mom!" Zhao Pingshun shrieked, and as the man moved to hit him again, the little boy seized the opportunity and suddenly bit the man’s hand.

"Ah!" The man screamed in pain, his anger boiling over as he picked up Zhao Pingshun and slammed him onto the ground, causing the boy’s head to bleed profusely.

"Shun’er!" Li Chunhua screamed in agony.

The man continued in his rage, stepping on Zhao Pingshun’s head again, this time causing the boy’s mouth to bleed.

"Ah!" Li Chunhua almost lost her mind, and the onlookers surrounding them couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

"Young man, what are you doing? That’s just a child!" an old man couldn’t help but say.

"A grown man, bullying a widow and her orphaned children, aren’t you ashamed?"

"How can you be like this? We’re all neighbors here. It’s just kids fighting, does it really need to come to this?"

"Jianjun, we’re all neighbors. What are you doing now?"

Wang Jianjun became infuriated and shouted angrily, "What the fuck does it have to do with you? Shut the fuck up, all of you, or I’ll tear your mouths open!"

The crowd on scene all looked scared, but still, a few of the older ones couldn’t help themselves.

"Jianjun, we should talk this out. It’s not right to hit people!" an elder said.

"Who the fuck asked you to speak?" Wang Jianjun charged at the elder, ready to strike.

At that moment, some people quickly stepped in to stop Wang Jianjun. Two young men also stepped forward, shouting angrily, "Wang Jianjun, you dare hit my dad?"

These two young men were the sons of that elder.

Wang Jianjun was furious: "I’ll fucking beat all of you too, believe it or not?"

These two young men naturally feared Wang Jianjun on a regular day, but when it came to their own father, how could they just stand by and do nothing?

"Wang Jianjun, stop trying to scare us. I don’t believe you can take us all. You can beat us, but can you beat everyone here?" a young man shouted loudly, "You’re here bullying widows and orphans, we can’t stand to watch it. Right, everyone?"

The crowd exchanged looks, and no one knew who started it, but they all began to make noise, and suddenly, the crowd’s momentum increased.

Those living here were mostly poor people. Everyone was short of money, but on the other hand, neighborhood relations were still quite good. Moreover, Li Chunhua was a kind person. Though usually reticent, she was very agreeable in business, so she got along well with the neighbors too.

Plus, Wang Jianjun had bullied too many people here, and seeing him go too far, the people naturally united against him.

Watching the crowd rally, Wang Jianjun began to panic. After all, there were only five or six of his people, while there were more than twenty locals.

Just then, several cars suddenly drove up from a distance. A group of people got out of the cars, led by Wang Jianjun’s wife, Li Ling.

Li Ling was holding the sobbing Little Overlord, surrounded by a group of people with a threatening demeanor.

Seeing this situation, Wang Jianjun immediately found his spirit and hurried over to Li Ling, "Wife, you came just in time. These country bumpkins, they were thinking of beating us up!"

Seeing Li Ling, the crowd suddenly became a bit flustered.

Wang Jianjun was just a small-time thug, but Li Ling’s status was not simple. Her father was the real deal, with influence over both the underworld and legitimate circles. Not to mention her eldest brother, who was the king of North City District. Otherwise, Wang Jianjun wouldn’t have dared to be so arrogant around here!

Li Ling swept a cold gaze over the crowd, "Who wants to fight?"

Suddenly, everyone fell silent. The elder gritted his teeth and said with a trembling voice, "Jianjun’s wife, this... this is just children fighting, is there really a need..."

Li Ling didn’t let the elder finish speaking and waved her hand dismissively, "Hit them!"

Immediately, several men ran out from Li Ling’s side, rushed toward the elder, and kicked him to the ground.