The mysterious milk group, hands on hips, is being fought over by five dads who are going crazy over

Ah Ning put her hands on her hips and tilted her head.

"What are you talking about?"

"Should we cut off Aning's ears?"

The burly men immediately stopped their discussion and all looked at her.

Suddenly, the man in the headscarf had a wicked idea. He took two steps forward, squatted down, and gave a particularly lewd smile.

"Little one, do you want your left ear cut off, or your right ear?"

Ah Ning's light eyebrows furrowed slightly as she asked, "Why did you cut off Ah Ning's ear?"

"Because this way, we can make your cheapskate father believe that we kidnapped you, and then we can extort a huge ransom from him. Your little brain probably doesn't understand, does it?"

The man in the turban pulled out a sharp dagger, his smile becoming even more lewd. "Quick, tell me which ear you want to cut off. Just one stab, I promise it won't hurt."

Ah Ning sighed regretfully and said, "You've got the wrong idea! Bad Daddy doesn't like Ah Ning, he won't give you money just because Ah Ning was kidnapped!"

After she finished speaking, she gently raised her small hand, seemingly just placing it on the man's arm.

But the next moment, the man in the headscarf was pushed hard as if by a force, and fell backward, landing on his butt!

"Holy crap! Are you alright?"

"Is this even possible? It's embarrassing to let a little baby fall over so easily!"

"Get out of here! Why waste your breath on a little brat? Let me handle this. I'll cut off her ear with a swift stroke, get the ransom quickly, and run away before anything goes wrong!"

The burly men were talking all over each other, none of them taking it seriously.

Only the man in the headscarf truly understood what had just happened.

He stared in horror at the innocent-looking little baby in front of him, and stammered, a rare occurrence for him, "You...you just now..."

Ah Ning blinked innocently: "What happened just now?"

A bead of cold sweat slid down the headscarf-wearing man's forehead. He swallowed hard and said, "You're just a kid, where...where do you get such strength?"

"What are you saying?" The scarred man gave him a light kick on the shoulder, clearly annoyed. "You think a little brat can really hurt you? Stop acting, get up, and let's discuss what to do. Do you still want to pull off something big?"

"That's right, stop dawdling and get up."

The man in the headscarf had no way to express his suffering, and his face looked extremely ugly.

He quickly pushed himself up from the ground, pulled his brothers back, and his low voice trembled slightly:

"Listen to me, you lot, that little girl is no ordinary person, she's not as simple as she seems."

"She just lightly touched me, and I couldn't take it and fell! Her strength is definitely greater than any of ours!"

Upon hearing this, the men were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs.

The scarred man elbowed him, saying, "Alright, stop fooling around. You've pretended enough. Don't waste any more time."

As he spoke, he went forward to catch the little guy.

But just as he grabbed the child's hand to lift him up, his wrist was caught on a small hand, and then his wrist uncontrollably and in an extremely bizarre way bent backward!

The scarred man cried out in pain, his face contorted in agony: "Stop! Stop! Let go! It hurts!"

Seeing that he seemed to be unable to take it anymore, Ah Ning let out a soft groan and then let go.

After finishing, he even patted non-existent dust off his hands as if he were disgusted.

The grip on his wrist loosened, and the scarred man uncontrollably stumbled back two steps, clutching his wrist and screaming incessantly!

Seeing this, the brothers behind him burst into laughter.

"Hey, what's wrong with you guys? You're putting on an act in front of us."

"What's wrong? Are you playing house with that little kid?"

But when they got closer, they saw that the scarred man's wrist had been broken—

Holy crap!

"What's going on?"

The grown men lost all interest in teasing and turned to look at the seemingly innocent little baby, a chill running down their spines...

But they were incredibly strong, and after years of burning, killing, and looting, how could they possibly be easily intimidated by a mere young girl?

The three uninjured people rolled their eyes and huddled together to discuss.

"I don't know what kind of weird trick that little girl used. I don't believe that someone so small could have that much strength."

"I don't believe it either. Shall we all come at him together?"

"Let's all go together! She doesn't look like a normal kid, there's nothing shameful about us all going together."

The three of them reached a consensus and immediately jumped out and rushed towards Aning!

"You little bastard! I'll knock you down with one punch!"

Aning stood still, watching him. The sight of the three of them rushing towards her with all their might was all in slow motion in her eyes.

She tilted her head in confusion and slowly raised her right hand.

Meanwhile, the injured scarred man and the turbaned man huddled together, holding their breath and watching intently as the three adults and one child were about to fight...

The expected scene of the little girl being pinned to the ground and beaten did not occur. Instead, the three big guys inexplicably fell to the ground one after another, groaning in pain!

They were all bruised and swollen, and they looked much more seriously injured than the scarred man with the broken hand...

A tiny toddler, barely reaching his knees, effortlessly took down three burly men! Not even a stain on his clothes! He didn't even budge an inch!

Is this even possible? Even martial arts masters wouldn't have it this easy!

The man in the headscarf rubbed his eyes in disbelief; a thin layer of sweat had already formed on his back.

He didn't even see how that little guy made his move!

The turban-wearing man instinctively nudged the scarred man with his elbow. "Hey, you... did you just see that? What's going on? Is it a ghost?"

The scarred man clutched his throbbing hand, swallowing hard. "It must really be a ghost..."

Looking at the people lying on the ground howling, Ah Ning clapped her hands, slightly raised her chin, and looked smug:

"How could you all attack together? Master said that one-on-one combat is the way of a gentleman."

"If you're not gentlemen, don't blame Ah Ning for being impolite."

The child's innocent voice, falling on their ears, sounded like the whispers of a demon, sending chills down their spines...

The man in the headscarf was the strongest among them. He swallowed hard and mustered his courage to step forward.

"Little one... no, no, your surname is Huo, right?"

"Miss Huo, we will not cut off your ears, nor your fingers, nor will we ask your father for ransom."

He glanced at his brothers who were lying on the ground, still unable to get up, and said with lingering fear, "I'll let you go now, you can go."

Unexpectedly, Ah Ning shook her head, "No, Ah Ning can't leave yet."

"Then you..." The turbaned man subconsciously took a step back, "To be fair, we haven't caused you any real harm. On the contrary, you beat my brothers to a pulp. Let's leave it at that, and go our separate ways, okay?"

"What well or water?" Ah Ning didn't understand, her hands still on her hips. "You lot bullied my grandma, I want you to go apologize to her!"

"Yes, yes, we'll go! We definitely will!" the turbaned man immediately agreed, then asked, "Any other requests? We'll do everything we can to fulfill them!"

Ah Ning asked suspiciously, "Really? Adults can't lie, you know."

The man in the headscarf, forcing a smile, said, "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond!"

"Your grandma lives at the village entrance, right?" he said, pointing to the scarred man's broken wrist, assuring him confidently.

"You go back first, we'll set his bones and bandage his wound, then we'll come find you right away! We'll apologize properly to your grandmother!"

Ah Ning stared at him for a while with her clear eyes, neither saying yes nor no, only saying:

"You'll be in big trouble if you lie to kids."