Chapter 3: Saving a Child
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
A loud bang interrupted Father Qin's speech. Out of nowhere, Ji Lu was captured and thrown to the ground.
Ji Lu, who was on the ground, shouted.
"It hurts! You b*tch, come here..."
Qin Qing impatiently cut off Ji Lu. "From the beginning, my ears hurt from your stinking mouth. Since no one has taught you how to speak from a young age, I'll educate you properly."
The corners of Qin Qing's lips slightly curled up. With a click, Qin Qing pulled Ji Lu's arm down.
Ji Lu screamed and briefly felt stunned. After regaining his senses, Ji Lu shook his arm.
"It's dislocated! B*tch..."
Before Ji Lu could complete his sentence, Qin Qing's piercing gaze indifferently swept over Ji Lu as she smirked.
"Young Master Ji, you don't have to be so mad. It's just a dislocated joint. I can fix it for you on the spot. It's just that I don't have enough experience. It's also my first time helping someone set a bone. Don't blame me if I set it wrongly."
Ji Lu couldn't help but picture it. Unconsciously, he took a step back.
"Sister, it's okay if you hurt me, but how can you do this to Ji Lu?" Qin Ruo said.
Qin Qing looked at Qin Ruo and slightly raised her eyebrows. "Don't worry, you'll get the same treatment. Just wait a little longer."
Then, Qin Qing turned her gaze to Father Qin and grinned.
"Of course, I won't mistreat my former father."
Father Qin lightly trembled.
"You! Do you still want to hit me? This is simply outrageous. You are merely a wild dog that actually wants to bite its master!"
Qin Qing's eyes reflected a cold light. "Don't worry. How can I hit an old man who has already stepped into his coffin?"
Father Qin's face darkened. He only had a son when he was 35 years old.
By the time Father Qin had an 18-year-old daughter, he was already over 50 years old.
The cold light in Qin Qing's eyes slowly dissipated, and a meaningful gaze gradually replaced it.
"However, I also hate to suffer in silence the most. I won't forget any of the gifts that you owe me today."
After Qin Qing's powerful voice fell, she no longer cared about the reactions of others. Qin Qing then turned to leave.
The door closed with a loud thud and denoted the separation of two worlds.
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After she left the Qin family, Qin Qing turned on her phone and took a look.
The day was already the middle of the month. The original host was a squanderer, and she had already used up all the pocket money that Father Qin had given her at the beginning of the month.
The current balance on the host's WeChat and AliPay was only a little more than one yuan!
Qin Qing released a long sigh. The most important thing was to generate some quick money.
As she was thinking, Qin Qing suddenly heard the sound of someone being beaten not far away.
"You brat, how dare you steal my territory? Do you want to die?"
"Damn it! I told you to get lost. Don't you understand human language?"
Fists poured down like rain, and blood splattered from time to time.
Qin Qing silently watched. She was about to leave when someone grabbed her ankle.
Qin Qing's sight landed on a boy with red and pleading eyes. The strength in the boy's hands matched his eyes. He grabbed onto his last hope and refused to let go.
The boy's eyes were bloodshot and looked strange. He was like an evil ghost that had crawled out of the pits of hell and refused to let go of the light.
"Save me!"
The young male voice was replaced by a hoarse one. His eyes seemed to overflow with the desire to live.
Qin Qing looked into the boy's eyes. She was silent for a moment before sighing.
"Stop!"
Qin Qing's words were light, but they carried an inexplicable deterrent force.
The kids who were assaulting someone unconsciously stopped and vigilantly looked at Qin Qing.
"What are you trying to do!"
"You hit my people. What do you think I want to do?"
Qin Qing had a head of unorthodox purple hair and a large silver earring on one side. Her face was also ridden with heavy cosmetics. She was just like a gangster.
Qin Qing moderately bent down with a frivolous gaze. Thereafter, she grabbed the wrist of the short, fat leader.
Suddenly, the little fatty squealed.
"It hurts! It hurts so much. Let go!"
Qin Qing did not seem to hear it. The other little brats did not dare to casually go forward when they witnessed this.
The smile on Qin Qing's lips deepened, and the strength in her hands intensified.
The little fatty was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. "Sis, Sis! I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again. Please let me go!!!"
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