Call me âDadâ.
The driver was afraid that Sheehan might be hurt, he rushed forward to protect him, but he was pushed away by Sheehan.
The man punched a rascal in his face, grabbed another rascalâs arm with his other hand, and threw him to the ground. The first two rascals who rushed up had not touched him, and they had already cried and fell to the ground.
People following them were stunned. Perhaps they did not expect this gentle men could be so powerful in fighting. Their fellow was turned over by one punch.
Jakeâs facial expressions changed after looking at the scene.
They always bully others and beat others with their fists.
They have never suffered a loss from others.
His follower was beaten, and how shameful it was for him!
âF**ck! He wants to die! Letâs go together and beat him!â He roared and swung his fist with fierce eyesâ¦.
âYou are the ones who want to die.â Sheehan looked at the red-haired boy who rushed to him. He stood still and didnât move. He kicked him directly, only heard the sound of the breaking of bones. Jake didnât even have to power to cry. He fell directly to the ground, rolled his eyes and fainted.
His followers were panicked after finding he was fainted, and no one dared to go again.
Looking at Sheehan, he was walking towards them with cold eyes, about seven or eight rascals shivered.
This man⦠is frightening.
He canât be considered as a normal person.
They have never seen such a fierce fight. He can knock down a person with one punch, and the other side has no chance to fight back at all.
Itâs too frightening.
Sheehan walked by them quickly when he was looking by their frightened eyes.
The child he is worried about have been surrounded by a group of rascals, and the small figure of the young girl is trapped in the middle by seven or eight rascals, looking weak and helpless, and the situation looks very dangerous.
Sheehanâs eyes were cold. He accelerated his pace.
As soon as he approached, he suddenly heard the girlâs chuckling. A lazy voice came from the crowd:
âNow kneel down, call me dad, kowtow for three times, and say, Dad, I am wrong. Perhaps I can forgive you.â
Her words, her tone are arrogant to the extreme.
Sheehan paused and narrowed his eyes and looked at the crowd. He smiled slightly.
The child donât seem to need his help?
âWhat did you say, âBi*ch!â
âI said, kneel down and call me dad, and then kowtow and admit your mistake. I will let you go.â The young girl surrounded by a group of rascals inserted one hand in her pocket with her backpack on her shoulder.
She stands lazily and with an indifferent and careless face.
She repeated what she had just said word by word in a soft and lazy voice.
She smiled in a lazy and malicious way.
âBi*ch, you f*cking want to die! I will let you cry and call dad!â Several rascals were irritated by her words, and a group of rascals rushed to her.
Nikita didnât even move.
The backpack on her shoulder was still put there, and she didnât mean to put it down.
She narrowed her black eyes, her white little face had a lazy look. She looked at several rascals who had rushed to her, her eyes flashed a cold light. Her white hand has held the fist waved by one rascal.
She turned her wrist with a relaxed expression, and she heard the rascal howling like a pig.