Brother! This is the adoption certificate. I don't want your sister-in-law!

The man got up from the ground, covering his nose, blood seeping from between his fingers, staining a large area of ​​the collar of his work vest red.

He saw Su Xiao raise her fist again, and reflexively took a step back, his voice trembling: "You, you scholar, can't you be a little more civilized!"

The hallway fell silent for a moment.

Su Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

Dude, just a second ago you were calling me a hoodlum, how come the next second you're calling me a scholar?

How can someone change their expression so quickly?!

Su Wan Ning was also stunned, thinking that the man was shameless.

Then he looked down at the hand that had unconsciously hugged Su Xiao, and as if burned, he let go and stepped aside.

Su Xiao looked down at her empty back and didn't say anything.

"You two little bastards, you're dead!"

The woman ran over to help her man up. Seeing the blood on his face and then looking at Su Xiao's cold expression, she first angrily cursed a few words, then took out her phone from her pocket.

The screen light shone on her face, which was swollen on one side.

"Call the police! I'm calling the police right now! Intentional assault will get you in jail for days! You can expect to be expelled from school!"

Su Wan Ning's face turned pale.

But she still took a small step forward, blocking Su Xiao's path, her voice trembling slightly but trying to remain calm: "You were the ones who started the trouble, and you were the ones who blocked the stairwell first."

"I don't care who you are, if you dare to hit someone, I'll put you in jail!"

The woman seemed oblivious, her finger already on the dial button.

Su Xiao suddenly laughed.

He took a step forward, gently pushed Su Wan Ning behind him, and leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking quite relaxed.

"Fine, call the police. Let them come and arrest me."

The woman paused for a moment, her finger hovering above the screen.

"However, I must remind you that I am a minor."

Su Xiao spoke slowly, as if chatting with an old friend, "You call the police, they come, take a statement, and at most I'll sit in the police station for a few hours. And then what?"

He tilted his head, a smile still on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I'm just a delinquent, at the bottom of my class, used to fighting, so one or two more times won't make a difference. As for being expelled from school... do you think I'm afraid of being expelled?"

As Su Xiao said this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, "When I come out, you'll live next door to me, and your son's kindergarten isn't far from here either. What will I do? It's so hard to guess."

The man covered his face, his voice trembling with fear, "You...you're threatening us?"

Su Xiao waved her hand, her face sincere: "Threats? I wouldn't dare. I'm a reasonable person."

He paused, then added with a smile, "Don't worry, I have principles. I don't hit women, and I don't hit children."

The woman paused for a moment, covering her swollen face, about to angrily question, "Then didn't you hit me?"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Xiao added unhurriedly, "It's a pity your wife isn't a child, and your son... isn't a woman either!"

The woman's expression froze, her mouth agape, unable to close for a long time.

The man slowly lowered his hand from his nose, revealing two nostrils that were still bleeding.

His expression changed from anger to a mixture of anger and fear, as if he had a lump in his throat that he couldn't swallow or get out of.

"You're not that old either."

Su Xiao tilted her head to look at him, her tone as if she were analyzing a very reasonable problem for him, "You're at most in your early forties, right? By the time your son grows up and can fight for you, it will be at least another ten years. I'm seventeen this year, which is exactly the age when I can fight."

As he spoke, a wicked smile crept across his face. "In other words, if I punch you, I'm fine, I'll just spend a few days in jail. If you punch me, you'll be going to jail."

"You...you...you!"

The man was so angry he couldn't speak.

The woman also fell silent.

The couple stood in the stairwell, both with bruises and swelling on their faces.

Sunlight streamed in through the stairwell windows, illuminating their faces, making every wrinkle appear frozen.

"so what……"

Su Xiao shifted to a more comfortable position against the door frame, speaking very softly.

"You can call the police right now. I also want to see who the police will believe more: a student like me who skipped class to fight and got into a brawl with a middle-aged man. Anyway, your reputation as a couple is notorious in this building. Guess who the neighbors will believe when the police ask around?"

The hallway was quiet for a long time.

The woman's facial muscles twitched, and the phone screen went dark.

She put her phone back in her pocket and tugged at the man's arm.

The man stood still, blood still dripping from his nose.

She tugged again, this time with force, and the man staggered around, giving Su Xiao a fierce glare before leaving.

"Goodbye, my dear neighbor, you'd better not cause any trouble before I turn 18."

Su Xiaochong and the others smiled and waved.

The door to room 402 closed.

Su Xiao leaned against her own door and shook her hand.

There was a small cut on my joint, and the blood had already clotted.

Su Wanning stood in the living room.

I watched him go inside and then lock the door.

I watched as he rinsed his blood-stained fist under the tap.

Then I watched him casually wipe his hands with a towel.

She probably hasn't come to her senses yet.

The person who scared away the neighbor with just a few words is the same person who usually gets so anxious when she checks his math problems at home.

That sense of security, that feeling that anything could be solved with him around, has returned.

"They probably won't cause any more trouble." Su Xiao draped a towel over her shoulder, walked over, sat on the sofa, and let out a long sigh.

This was the first time he had experienced the benefits of being both a hoodlum and a minor.

Just like Mundo, who can go wherever he wants.

I can hit whoever I want.

You disagree?

Go ahead and talk about my underage status!

Su Wanning stood beside the coffee table, silent for a while, still somewhat uneasy.

"What if they come looking for trouble again?"

Su Xiao thought for a moment, tapped her chin with her finger, and then spoke.

"Then I'll give their son five yuan."

"What?"

"Let him go to the road and pretend to be a speed bump," Su Xiao gestured, "Just tell him he'll get paid for lying down. Kids like him will definitely be willing to do it."

Su Wan Ning stared at him in disbelief.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating his face, which was still flushed from the fight. A small patch of ash clung to his cheekbone, and his half-dry hair stood on end as he laughed carefree.

Is this person serious?

She didn't think so.

But she also felt that he might actually do it.

Looking at his grinning face, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

She thought this person was absolutely amazing.

After a moment of silence, Su Wan Ning looked down at her toes and lowered her voice.

"You shouldn't be so impulsive in the future. You fight all the time."

"People like this," Su Xiao curled her lip, wiping the water from her hair with a towel, "if you don't hit him, he'll have a million ways to make things difficult for you. If you beat him up, he'll only have one request left, and that is, 'Don't hit me anymore.'"

He tossed the towel onto the coffee table. "Much simpler."

Su Wanning was stunned for a moment.

She wanted to argue, but as soon as she moved her lips, she realized she couldn't find a reason to refute it.

She lowered her head and after a long while, she said something very quietly.

"What will I do if the police arrest you...?"

But the sound was too soft, and Su Xiao couldn't hear it clearly.

"What?"

"...It's nothing."

Su Wan Ning turned and walked quickly toward her room, her ponytail swinging back and forth.