Keeping the promise

The thugs lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, and prayed in their hearts that they could escape this disaster.

Zheng Zihui crossed his arms and looked at the gang coldly, his anger still lingering. "I let you bully me, now you'll have to pay the price."

Li Yunxuan turned to Zheng Zihui and said, "Brother, what do you think we should do with them?" His tone was full of respect and love for Zheng Zihui.

Zheng Zihui gritted his teeth and said, "Tell them not to bully others by taking advantage of their power in the future!

Li Yunxuan's eyes were as sharp as torches, and they seemed to be able to spit out fire. He glanced at the group of thugs and said coldly: "Thug leader, stand up for me!" His voice was icy and chilling, with an irresistible majesty that made people shudder.

When the gang leader heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his heart was filled with fear.

It's over, it's over, I'm dead this time.

His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, but he dared not disobey and could only move forward a few steps tremblingly.

Every step seemed to use up all the strength in my body, and my heart was in my throat.

Zheng Zihui looked at the situation and thought to himself that he couldn't let his brother be charged too severely because of him.

I was touched that my brother stood up for me, but I couldn't let him become too cruel because of me.

So he stepped forward and said, "Brother, forget it." His voice was filled with a hint of urgency and worry, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Li Yunxuan frowned and said, "No, if he dares to touch you, he must pay the price." His tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Then he waved his hand and had the gang leader's little finger cut off. There was no trace of pity on his face, only anger at his brother being bullied.

The gang leader let out a scream, and the sound was so miserable, like a pig being slaughtered.

But he didn't dare to resist and could only endure the pain. His face was as pale as paper and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

How unlucky I am to have offended this evil spirit.

Li Yunxuan went on, "Beating my brother today is just a small punishment. If it's next time, it won't be so simple." His voice was like the cold wind in winter, making the gangsters shudder.

After hearing this, the thugs nodded repeatedly, weeping with gratitude as if they had been pardoned, and then they ran away crawling.

They wished they had two more legs, for fear that Li Yunxuan would go back on his word.

At this time, Li Yunxuan turned to look at Qin Huaifeng and said, "Dad Qin, let me introduce you. This is Zheng Zihui, my younger brother." There was a hint of pride and kindness in his tone.

When Qin Huaifeng heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he suddenly realized that the reason he felt close to Zheng Zihui before was not just because of their similar facial features, but because they truly sympathized with each other.

No wonder, no wonder.

He felt excited.

He looked Zheng Zihui up and down, feeling a mixture of emotion, and said, "So that's how it is. No wonder I always felt that this child looked kind." His eyes were full of love and appreciation.

Zheng Zihui scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Hello, Uncle Qin." A blush appeared on his face, and he felt nervous but also happy.

Qin Huaifeng smiled and nodded, saying, "Good boy, if anyone bullies you in the future, just tell your uncle." His voice was gentle but firm.

Li Yunxuan patted Zheng Zihui on the shoulder and said, "Brother, don't be afraid in the future. I'm here." His eyes were full of care and protectiveness.

Zheng Zihui looked at Li Yunxuan and Qin Huaifeng, feeling a warm feeling in his heart, and said, "Thank you, brother, thank you Uncle Qin." Tears flashed in his eyes, and he was deeply moved by this warmth and care.

After dealing with the gangsters, Qin Huaifeng looked at the scratches and bruises on Zheng Zihui's body, frowned, his eyes full of heartache, and said: "Come on, kid, go to the hospital with your uncle to treat your wounds first." His tone was firm and gentle, making it impossible to refuse.

Zheng Zihui wanted to refuse, because he was worried that his mother would be worried. If my mother didn't see me coming home, she would be so anxious.

He thought to himself, frowning tightly.

But when he thought that if he went back like this, his mother would definitely be even more anxious when she saw him like this, he hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Well, take care of the wound first, so that mom won't worry more."

On this side, Li Yunxuan saw Zheng Zihui's worry, took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Wancheng.

Zheng Wancheng's anxious voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Yunxuan, what's wrong?" Her voice was filled with obvious nervousness and uneasiness.

Li Yunxuan hurriedly said, "Mom, I just met Zihui on the road. I'll take him out to play today, don't worry." He tried his best to make his voice sound relaxed and natural, trying to dispel Zheng Wancheng's doubts.