Chapter 120: He Can’t Move His Legs

This car has been modified, and the space inside is quite large.

At this moment, the entire carriage echoed with the scarred man’s piercing screams.

By the time the pervert who previously wanted to touch the little loli’s face and another man arrived, the scarred man’s arm had already been stabbed with several large holes, blood covering him, trickling onto the floor.

The scene looked extremely bloody and terrifying.

Pei Xiubai saw them coming, and his exquisite face showed no panic, his eyes impassive, but while no one was paying attention, he quietly hid the blood-stained knife behind him.

He discreetly covered the blood stains on the seat with something.

In an instant, the scene was handled very cleanly, as if nothing had happened before.

But the little loli beside him was still very angry, feeling that the uncle was too bad to have actually called for help!

Xiu Bai was all alone, yet he called over two people, it was really too much!

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her tender little arms, planning to charge over and beat up those bad uncles who bullied Xiu Bai before her elephant brother arrived!

Xiu Bai was already so pitiful, how could they bully him like this!

It was truly outrageous!

After Pei Xiubai finished dealing with all the bloodstains on his side, he just looked up to see the little loli, with her short legs, about to charge forward to fight.

His expression was immediately somewhat helpless, reaching out to pull the little girl to his side.

To avoid her bumping or accidentally getting herself killed.

"Xiu Bai, don’t be afraid, Li Li will protect you."

The little girl said sternly, but paired with her innocent and adorable chubby face, it lacked any persuasiveness, instead appearing delicate and frail, ready to fall over at the slightest breeze.

"..."

If you can just protect yourself and not get killed, I’d thank my lucky stars.

"Second brother, second brother, what’s wrong!"

Over here, the pervert rushed over in large strides, seeing the scarred man rolling on the ground, face twisted, his pupils contracted.

Before he could go over to support him, the scarred man, face ashen, fainted in pain.

"Second brother! Second brother, wake up!" The pervert’s face changed suddenly, squatting down and desperately pushing him, but the scarred man had no reaction at all.

He was immediately enraged, getting up and glaring at the youth over there:

"It’s you! You hurt my second brother, I’ll fucking kill you, you little bastard!"

The pervert’s eyes were bloodshot, clearly having forgotten the lesson from the previous time when Pei Xiubai bit off a chunk of flesh, wanting to rush over and strangle him without a care!

The youth with the exquisite, ghostly appearance sat there steadily, unmoved, as he watched him rush over, the corner of his mouth subtly curving into a sinister, eerie arc.

The man beside him, who appeared refined, sensed something was amiss.

Previously blocked by the scarred man, the light inside the car was dim, so they didn’t clearly see what was in the youth’s hand, but suddenly saw the scar on the scarred man’s body on the ground.

He abruptly reached out and grabbed hold of the furious pervert, shouting loudly, "Don’t go over! We’ve been tricked, he’s holding a knife!"

"!"

The pervert, just a moment ago blinded by rage, eyes bloodshot, and seeing the youth unarmed, with a fair face lacking any threat, had planned to go over and kill him.

Now, reminded by the man beside him, he abruptly sobered up.

To have injured their second brother in such a manner, that little bastard must definitely be holding a knife!

This was evidently a trap intentionally set by the youth!

He cleaned up the bloodstains in that area, and hid the knife, to create the illusion that he was unarmed and easy to bully!

If he had really rushed over just now, he might have been killed instantly!

So young, yet so insidious!

"What should we do then?" The pervert, increasingly fearful, increasingly hateful, glaring at Pei Xiubai as if he wanted to kill him with his gaze: "Our second brother can’t just suffer for nothing? I can’t accept it!"

The man with the mild-mannered appearance clearly had some intelligence, glancing at the indifferent-faced youth, coldly said:

"He can’t move his legs, as long as we stand here and don’t go over, we’re safe! But for him, that’s not necessarily the case!"

Saying this, the man pulled a gun from his pocket, the cold, black muzzle directly aimed at the youth’s head, obviously, Pei Xiubai had truly angered them this time.

The youth, staring at the muzzle, the depthless eyes showed no fluctuation, steady as if in meditation, yet the corners of his crimson lips curled coldly, his ghostly face appeared somewhat chilling.