Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

Chen Anni, a woman, had never experienced such a terrifying scene.

As the ugly face approached, she was stunned into silence.

Her legs went weak, and she cried out in despair, "Help—"

next second.

"Whoosh—Boom!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted!

The tempered glass door of the store, which had long been yellowed from smoke, shattered instantly.

Countless sharp shards of glass shattered on the ground like a shower of flowers, making a piercing sound.

Everyone in the room was startled by this sudden turn of events.

Several bald, burly men who were about to pounce on Chen Anni were so frightened by the flying glass shards that they retreated repeatedly.

"Damn it! Which blind bastard dared to smash my window!"

The black man was stunned for a full two seconds before he reacted.

Looking at the shards of glass scattered all over the ground, she let out a heartbroken scream.

He immediately realized that someone had smashed his window with a spinning top.

He was furious and charged out like an enraged bull, pointing at the door and roaring, "Which bastard—!"

However, before he could finish speaking...

It was as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck; his breath caught in his throat, and the rest of the swear words were stuck there.

Outside the shop, amidst a sky full of dust and shards of glass.

A figure, as imposing as a small mountain, stood less than half a meter in front of him, completely blocking out the sunlight.

Blackie swallowed hard, his legs trembling as he looked up.

A giant from the north, over two meters tall and twice as muscular as him, was looking down at him from above.

Those tiger eyes gleamed with a cold, icy light, devoid of any human emotion.

It's like looking at an ant that you could easily crush with your bare hands.

The person who arrived was none other than Batel!

For some reason, Blackie, who always prided himself on being a gangster,

The moment I saw the giant's face, I felt a chill run down my spine.

My calf started cramping uncontrollably and violently.

Under the oppressive force of that terrifying, tangible killing intent.

He seemed to be frozen in place, unable to even move a single step.

"W-who-who are you...what do you want...?"

The black man's teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

He managed to squeeze out a complete sentence through gritted teeth, and even his voice was distorted.

"Captain Battier!"

Chen Anni has been living in Fuli Garden recently.

Although we haven't had much contact, I recognized him at a glance as the boss's personal bodyguard, Batel.

She rushed to Batel's side as if she had seen a savior.

Battul's expression remained as cold and stern as ever.

He stretched out his large hand and steadily shielded Chen Anni behind him.

Only then did Chen Anni, who had taken refuge in a safe area, realize that there was another person behind Batel.

The man had his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed.

It was Cao Kun!

Seeing Chen Anni's pitiful, terrified appearance.

A gentle smile curved his lips as he looked at her and softly comforted her:

"Okay, Coach Annie, it's all over now."

"I'm here."

This casual promise, coupled with his warm and gentle smile, was a perfect complement.

It miraculously dispelled all of Chen Anni's fear and tension.

Chen Anni's eyes welled up with tears of grievance, and she almost shed them. She nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

Cao Kun naturally reached out and gently embraced her slender waist.

Feeling the warmth coming from her waist, Chen Anni stiffened abruptly.

But for some reason, she didn't feel any resistance.

On the contrary, she felt an unprecedented sense of security as soon as she got close to Cao Kun.

I could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Cao Kun.

Chen Anni's tense nerves finally relaxed completely.

Leaning against this man's chest, she felt no fear even if the sky were to fall.

Blackie looked at Batel, who stood before him like a city wall.

His gaze struggled to land on his fist, which was a size larger than his own head.

"Gurgle."

He swallowed hard again, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.

Blackie has been in the underworld for many years and is very good at reading people.

Seeing this situation, he wisely refrained from making any rash moves.

He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and explained to Chen Anni, who was being held protectively in Cao Kun's arms:

"Um...it's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Ms. Chen, we are a legitimate lending company.

We're all here to collect debts in a civilized and reasonable way.

We never engage in fighting or killing...

"Civilized debt collection?"

Cao Kun gave a cold laugh: "But from what I heard you talking just now, it doesn't seem like that's what you meant."

"Uh... this..." The black man was speechless for a moment, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Cao Kun, however, was too lazy to waste any more words with him and simply gave the order:

"Old Ba, break their arms and legs first, then slowly extract information from them."

"what?"

The black man was dumbfounded.

Isn't it usually the case that you ask for information first, and only resort to violence if you can't get any?

"Okay, boss."

Upon hearing this, Batel grinned maliciously.

After returning from Southeast Asia, he had no chance to fight except for one sparring session with Wang Meng.

Now that he has these ready-made human punching bags in front of him, he naturally wants to stretch his muscles and bones.

Cao Kun ignored the commotion inside the room.

He put his arm around Chen Anni's shoulder and led her out, coaxing her gently:

"Honey, it'll be quite bloody inside later, let's go outside and wait, don't look at these things."

Chen Anni nestled in his arms like a docile kitten as he led her toward the alley entrance.

The two had just stepped out the door.

Immediately afterward, heart-wrenching screams of agony came from the shop behind them, belonging to Blackie and his men.

The sound was incredibly pitiful, like a pig being slaughtered, and could be heard clearly even two hundred meters away.

Several curious onlookers had already poked their heads out from the alleyway not far away, watching this scene.

After all, Chinese people are inherently fond of joining in the fun.

Cao Kun frowned slightly and reminded the shopkeeper:

"Hey, watch your voice, don't make it too loud!"

"Okay, boss!" came Battel's booming reply from inside the store.

Immediately afterwards, several crisp sounds were heard, as if someone was slapping someone in the face.

With a series of crackling sounds, it seemed as if a mouthful of teeth had been knocked to the ground.

The piercing screams instantly subsided, leaving only muffled groans of pain.

Cao Kun put his arm around Chen Anni and walked to the alley entrance, where they casually found a relatively clean bench to sit down.

In this completely unfamiliar environment, Chen Anni developed an extremely strong dependence on Cao Kun.

She clung tightly to Cao Kun's side.

The warm winter sun shone on her, and the reassuring scent emanating from Cao Kun filled her with a warm feeling.

The fright I had just experienced dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented sense of peace.