He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

After saying that, the leader of the thugs struggled to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, a piercing pain shot through his wrist, making him grimace and almost fall to the ground again.

The two thugs, one wielding brass knuckles and the other a folding knife, were terrified and reluctant to go up, but under pressure from their leader, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge at Chen Hao.

The thug with the folding knife even circled around from the side, and the three of them formed a fan shape, surrounding Chen Hao and trying to attack him from both sides to defeat him.

Seeing the three of them rush forward together, Lin Caiwei's worry resurfaced, her heart leaping into her throat once more. She gripped Sisi's hand tightly, her voice trembling as she cried out:

"Chen Hao, watch out! All three of them are attacking at once, you have to be careful!"

Although she had just seen Chen Hao defeat two thugs, there were now three of them, all armed, and she was still worried that Chen Hao might get hurt.

But Sisi wasn't scared at all; on the contrary, she was even more excited than before. She waved her little hands and shouted at Chen Hao:

"Go, Daddy! Go, Daddy! Defeat the big bad guy and protect Mommy and Sisi!"

Hearing Sisi's cheers, Chen Hao's lips curled into a confident smile, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

He looked at the three thugs surrounding him without the slightest panic; on the contrary, he appeared quite composed.

The three thugs exchanged a glance, then pounced on Chen Hao at the same time.

The thug with the brass knuckles swung his fist and punched straight at Chen Hao's face; the punch was fast and heavy.

The thug with the folding knife gripped it tightly and stabbed at Chen Hao's side at a tricky angle.

The leader of the thugs, despite having a broken wrist, was not to be outdone. He picked up a dagger from the ground, gripped it with his left hand, and stabbed Chen Hao in the thigh from below.

The three men attacked from three sides, leaving no blind spots, clearly intending to fight with all their might to defeat Chen Hao.

But Chen Hao didn't back down. Instead, he took a step forward and went to meet him, his eyes full of confidence and composure.

He stepped forward with his left foot and slightly shifted his body, easily dodging the fist thrown by the thug with the brass knuckles.

At the same time, he swiftly swung the steel pipe in his right hand, striking the elbow of the thug with the brass knuckles with pincers.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream rang out, and the thug holding the brass knuckles instantly turned deathly pale and trembled all over.

He instinctively hugged his arm, the brass knuckles in his hand clattered to the ground, and his arm went limp.

It was clearly dislocated; he couldn't move at all, and the pain brought tears to his eyes as he rolled on the ground and wailed.

[Ding! Unarmed combat - Joint lock, Martial arts experience +450!]

While defeating the thugs wielding knuckle dusters, Chen Hao's left hand was also busy.

He quickly twirled the dagger he had just snatched in his hand, hilt facing outwards, and then slammed it hard into the wrist of the thug holding the folding knife.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking reached everyone's ears.

The thug with the folding knife slipped, and the knife clattered to the ground.

He was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, his right hand tightly clutching his wrist, and he kept groaning in agony:

"It hurts so much! My hand, my hand is broken! Please, please let me go! I'll never rob anyone again!"

Chen Hao didn't give her any chance to beg for mercy. He bent down, picked up the folding knife from the ground, and then kicked her hard in the back of the knee.

With a thud, the thug holding the folding knife's legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground, a sharp pain shooting through his knees.

He couldn't stand up at all, and could only kneel on the ground, wailing incessantly, unable to get up for a long time.

[Ding! Unarmed combat – disarming and subduing the enemy, martial arts experience points +480!]

The leader of the thugs was completely dumbfounded.

He had only thrust the dagger halfway out, before it even touched Chen Hao's clothes, when he saw that his two companions had already been defeated by Chen Hao, and they were all groaning on the ground.

He looked up and saw Chen Hao staring at him expressionlessly, his eyes devoid of any warmth, only a faint disdain and a chilling intimidation.

He was so frightened that his whole body stiffened, and the dagger in his hand stopped halfway, no longer daring to stab forward.

"You...you're a human or a ghost?"

The leader of the thugs, his voice trembling uncontrollably, his face filled with fear and his eyes brimming with apprehension, looked at Chen Hao as if he were a monster.

"How can you be so amazing? Who exactly are you?"

Chen Hao ignored him and did not answer his question, but simply took a step forward slowly.

The leader of the thugs, seeing Chen Hao take a step forward, was so frightened that he took several steps back, staggering and wildly waving the dagger in his hand.

Completely devoid of his previous arrogance, his face was filled with fear, and he kept muttering:

"No...don't come any closer! I'm warning you, don't come any closer! If you come any closer, I'll get rough with you! I really will!"

But his words seemed so pale and powerless in front of Chen Hao, lacking any deterrent effect.

Chen Hao took another step forward, his eyes still cold and his face still expressionless.

The leader of the thugs completely broke down. He knew he was no match for Chen Hao, even with a dagger in his hand.

They wouldn't be able to hurt Chen Hao in the slightest. If they stayed here, they would only be beaten even worse by Chen Hao, and might even end up like their three companions, with broken arms and legs.

He dared not linger any longer, quickly threw down the dagger in his hand, turned and ran, faster than a rabbit, shouting as he ran, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared into the darkness, without even the courage to look back.

Three thugs lay sprawled on the ground, groaning and convulsing in pain.

The other one had vanished without a trace, leaving only a dagger, steel pipe, brass knuckles, and folding knife on the ground as evidence of what had just happened.

[Ding! Unarmed combat - Intimidation, Martial Arts Experience +350!]

Chen Hao glanced at the three thugs groaning on the ground, then at the direction the ringleader had fled, and shook his head indifferently.

Then he casually tossed the steel pipe and folding knife on the ground, dusted off his hands—no dust at all—his movements were very casual.

As if he had just done something insignificant, he slowly turned around and looked at Lin Caiwei and Sisi.

Lin Caiwei remained in the same protective posture as before, her mouth agape, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

He was completely still, as if he had been paralyzed by acupuncture, and even his breathing stopped.