In a dark alley.
Five burly men were ganging up on a child.
No!
It shouldn't be called a beating. It should be called a slaughter.
But in the blink of an eye, the child, who had been on the verge of death, suddenly erupted, killing four of them in an instant.
The last man, his eyes wide with terror, screamed as he tried to escape the narrow alley, only to run right into Zhu Ju.
"Get out of the way!"
"Move!"
He roared, swinging a fist at Zhu Ju's head.
"Hmph!"
His vision went black.
It was Nursing Director Zhang who had stepped in front of Zhu Ju, blocking the fist with a cross-arm guard and shoving the man back.
"Young Master, he…"
'What the hell?'
Just as Nursing Director Zhang was about to ask something, he was startled by a small, thin figure that shot out from the darkness.
The figure pounced on the burly man like a savage leopard, viciously tearing at his chest and neck.
In the blink of an eye,
The burly man's body convulsed, and then he stopped breathing.
