Chapter 25

Seeing the footprint on Yaoyao, Chu Tianhe was instantly consumed by rage!

The two people he cared about most in this life were Yaoyao and Qin Xiaomeng, mother and daughter. Now, Yaoyao had been kicked several meters away, the mark on her clothes making Chu Tianhe's eyes blaze with fury. Meanwhile, Yang Huijuan was sitting on the ground, clutching her head, waves of dizziness preventing her from getting up.

“Auntie, are you alright?”

Chu Tianhe, holding Yaoyao in his arms and suppressing the fury in his heart, strode over to Yang Huijuan to check on her.

“Is Yaoyao okay?” Yang Huijuan’s gaze first shifted to Yaoyao. Seeing that the girl was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I… I just feel a little dizzy. That boss is infuriating. He actually called me an old tramp and called Yaoyao a bastard!”

Yang Huijuan clutched her head, turning to glare at the little boss, her eyes filled with resentment and anger.

“So you’re that deadbeat man!”

At that moment, the boss turned his gaze to Chu Tianhe, sizing him up with obvious disdain, clearly looking down on him.

“With such a beautiful wife, you let her live in the worst neighborhood in Jiangzhou City. You really are worthless. I bet you’re either a drunkard or a gambler. You’re the scum of the earth!”

“You! Are! Asking! For! Death!”

His daughter had been kicked several meters, Yang Huijuan was sitting on the ground bleeding from her head—Chu Tianhe’s rage could no longer be contained. He set Yaoyao down beside Yang Huijuan, then strode toward the boss, his face dark and murderous intent so intense it seemed to chill the air.

“What, you want to try something? Come on, go ahead—I dare you to touch a single hair on me, and I’ll bleed you dry in court!”

Seeing Chu Tianhe’s aggressive approach, the boss didn’t back down. He stepped forward, pointing to his own forehead and taunting Chu Tianhe. In Jiangzhou, everyone knew Fengshun was the worst neighborhood. Anyone with any ability wouldn’t live here, so he was certain Chu Tianhe wouldn’t dare lay a hand on him.

Even if Chu Tianhe did, he had nothing to fear—a trip to the hospital and he could extort tens of thousands from him, no problem!

Bang!

In the next instant, the boss was stunned.

Chu Tianhe raised his fist and smashed it viciously into the man’s face. Blood sprayed everywhere, his nose shattered, and his body was sent flying over ten meters, crashing hard into an electric pole. Nearly all his teeth were knocked out.

“Damn it, you… you just wait. I’m calling the police right now, you…”

The boss was dazed by the punch; he hadn’t expected Chu Tianhe to strike so hard. This was no longer something that could be settled with a mere payout.

He had to call the police—not only to make Chu Tianhe pay, but to get him sent to jail.

He hastily pulled out his phone, reaching for 110, but Chu Tianhe gave him no chance. In a single stride, Chu Tianhe kicked him viciously in the chest!

A spray of blood erupted from the man’s mouth as his chest caved in, staining Chu Tianhe’s pant leg red.

“Tianhe, stop! If you keep hitting him, you’ll kill him!” Yang Huijuan hurried forward to intervene, her face pale with fright at the severity of Chu Tianhe’s kick.

“Murder!”

“Murder… He’s killing someone!”