Dare to shirk responsibility? This adorable little one will tear down your military district!

The burly thug's hand froze halfway before it even touched Lin Wanrou's clothes.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move; it was that in that instant, he suddenly felt a chilling coldness lock onto the back of his head.

The cow's egg moved.

This kid doesn't talk much usually, and when he works, he's like a hardworking little donkey. But when he gets serious, he's like a wolf that's been simmering in the wilderness.

He didn't pull out the boning knife from his waist. Using a knife to deal with these rotten garlic cloves would be too dirty, and he'd have to go through the trouble of grinding them later.

He casually grabbed the large bamboo broom that was leaning against the screen wall.

That thing was used by bricklayers to clear the site. It was over two meters long, made of a tightly bound bundle of bamboo branches, with some undried lime still clinging to it.

"court death."

Niu Dan squeezed out two words and stomped his foot hard on the ground. His tattered cotton shoes scraped a black mark on the blue bricks.

He didn't swing the bamboo broom around randomly, but rather like he was wielding a red-tasseled spear. With a twist of his waist, he created a gust of wind and slashed it horizontally at the face of the burly thug.

"Snapped!"

This crisp sound was even more astonishing than the big red firecrackers set off during the Chinese New Year.

Before the burly thug could even react, he felt a piercing pain on his face. Hundreds of sharp bamboo splinters rained down on him, turning his face into a red mess and knocking out two of his big yellow teeth.

The thug flew sideways and crashed into a bucket of lime next to the gate with a "bang." White lime powder flew everywhere, making him look like a white-haired zombie.

"Damn it! Where did this bastard come from? Beat him! Beat him to death!"

Bao Shun was so frightened that he took two steps back, dropping his pipe to the ground, and pointed at Niu Dan, howling hysterically.

When the remaining dozen or so thugs saw that their own people had been wronged, they roared and charged forward with sticks and iron pipes.

Niu Dan remained calm and composed, his small stature making him appear like an eel in front of the group of burly men. He gripped the broom handle with both hands, wielding the heavy bamboo with the agility of a whirlwind.

"Get out of here!"

Niu Dan suddenly swept his hand downwards.

This move, "Autumn Wind Sweeps Away Fallen Leaves," was a deadly technique that Gu Changfeng taught him when training troops in the desert. The broom head skimmed across the ground, striking the ankles of the three thugs in front.

"Ouch!"

"My feet!"

The three burly men pounced forward like dominoes. Niu Dan deftly flicked his wrist upwards, and the thick bamboo head struck the last thug squarely in the chin.

The kid was sent flying backward on the spot, his head hitting the steps, his eyes rolled back, and he was immediately knocked unconscious.

Ya Ya sat on the armchair, swinging her little legs, and casually took out a milk candy from her pocket and unwrapped it.

She didn't move, but her big eyes were fixed on the commotion in the arena.

Seeing someone trying to ambush Niu Dan from behind, Ya Ya, the chubby little girl, flicked her finger and caught a black steel ball between her fingers.

"Snapped!"

She didn't use a slingshot. With just the strength of her fingers, which felt like they weighed a hundred pounds, the steel ball left a blur.

The thug who was about to launch a sneak attack suddenly felt a numbness behind his knee, and his entire leg felt like it was broken and he couldn't exert any strength.

With a "plop".

The thug knelt right in front of Lin Wanrou.

Lin Wanrou didn't hold back either, raising her foot, clad in a calfskin shoe, and delivering a side kick to the man's shoulder.

She hadn't wasted her time drinking the spiritual spring water for the past six months; her body felt incredibly light. This kick sent the person flying three meters away.

"Niu Dan, don't fight in the yard. I just had the floor cleaned, don't get any trash on it."

With candy in her mouth, Ya Ya called out in her childish voice.

"it is good."

Niu Dan responded and swept the broom even more vigorously.

He stood alone at the gate, his two-meter-long bamboo broom like an insurmountable wall.

With every sweep of his broom, a thug would be sent rolling all over the yard.

The feeling of having your clothes torn by a bamboo twig is not pleasant.

In no time, those once arrogant thugs were all dressed in tattered clothes as beggars. Some of their pants were torn, revealing their bright red underwear, and they shivered in the cold wind.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Na Baoshun shouted and tried to slip away.

How could Niu Dan let him get away?

He used the broom in his hand as a javelin and threw it with all his might.

"Whoosh—"

The large broom whistled through the air and headed straight for Na Baoshun's back.

Before Bao Shun could even run out of the moon gate, he was knocked to the ground by the heavy broom head and fell face-first into the dirt.

The bamboo tip landed right on his back, and Niu Dan jumped right after, landing steadily on the broom handle.

With a "creak".

Na Baoshun felt like his old back was about to break, and his old face was pressed against the freshly mixed mud, his mouth full of dirt.

"Spare me...spare me! Hero, spare me!"

Bao Shun's incoherent cries were mixed with tears and snot in the mud.

A crowd of onlookers had gathered outside the courtyard.

Most of the people on Wangfujing Back Street had been harassed by Bao Shun and his gang of thugs. Now, seeing these local bullies beaten to a pulp, whispering amongst themselves outside their doors, their expressions were one of pure satisfaction.

"Serves them right! Those bastards who will never have children should have been taken care of long ago."

"Who is this family? How could a seven-year-old child pick them all?"

"Look at that lady, she's standing there without breaking a sweat. Looks like the buyer of this house is pretty tough."

With a stern face, Niu Dan lifted Bao Shun out of the mud, as if he were carrying a tattered sack.

He dragged Na Baoshun all the way to the front gate.

The remaining dozen or so thugs were completely sullen. Some clutched their waists, others held their faces, all huddled together on the stone steps outside the gate.

Niu Dan grabbed the bamboo broom again and swiped it hard at the gate.

"roll."

Although the sound wasn't loud, it carried a murderous aura, scaring the gang of thugs into scrambling and tumbling towards the alley entrance.

Na Baoshun was thrown onto the street, stumbling and falling. He glanced back at the bright red gatehouse and the half-grown boy standing at the entrance, holding a broom and with cold eyes, and his anger surged up again.

This is the first time that Bao Shun, who has been a tyrant in Wangfujing for so many years, has been defeated by two children!

If this gets out, how will he ever be able to work in Jiucheng again?

"Fine...you just wait!"

As Bao Shun wiped the mud off his face, he ran away into the distance, not forgetting to turn back and shout threats in his hoarse voice.

"Don't you dare run away! You can buy this house, but don't even think about opening! If I don't make sure your medicinal cuisine restaurant goes out of business, I'll change my surname to yours!"

As he cursed, Na Baoshun led his remaining troops deep into the alley.

The courtyard suddenly became quiet.

Old Zhang, the carpenter, and several bricklayers emerged from under the covered walkway.

Old Zhang patted his thigh and looked at Lin Wanrou with a worried expression.

"Dr. Lin, you've really stirred up a hornet's nest this time."

Old Zhang shook his head and whispered a warning: "That Baoshun is nothing to worry about. But his family used to be a prominent family in this area. He has a lot of shady connections outside, some of whom even work in the government offices. I'm afraid your business won't be able to continue smoothly."

Lin Wanrou smiled, took out the cigarettes she had prepared earlier from her canvas bag, and handed them out to the several masters.

"It's alright, guys. We've signed the contract, so we'll just do the work as usual."

Lin Wanrou turned around and glanced at Ya Ya.

The little girl was holding Niu Dan's hand, looking at the little mud stain on his trouser leg with disdain.

"Niu Dan, next time you get into a fight, wear your old clothes first. This new outfit took Mom several days to sew."

Although Ya Ya was complaining, her big eyes were full of bright, smiling eyes.

Jiang Guo put away the abacus and walked up to Lin Wanrou.

"Aunt Lin, that Bao Shun is like a snot that you can't get rid of."

Jiang Guo's expression turned serious. "If he can't win openly, he'll definitely resort to underhanded tactics. In my opinion, he'll definitely go back and seek reinforcements."

Before Lin Wanrou could speak, a figure in a blue uniform suddenly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

The man peeked into the yard, then quickly retreated.

Ya Ya had sharp ears. She heard Bao Shun's hushed voice outside, whispering to someone.

"This is the place... Section Chief Wang, look at this freshly painted house, it clearly doesn't meet fire safety regulations..."

Ya Ya's lips curled upwards, and her hand reached into the pocket of her tactical vest.

It seems that even before I could digest my first meal of Quanjude duck, someone was already rushing to deliver it as a side dish with my drinks.