"Who is this little brat?!"
"Definitely not one of our own, don't waste time, rush in and grab the person, we must take him back alive or dead!"
The men in suits still didn't take Little Second seriously, swarming toward him, trying to break into the bedroom to snatch Baby.
Little Second's brows furrowed, fuming!
Hadn't they heard the saying to heed advice, lest they want to suffer?
They'd been warned, yet they dared to target his sister, insisting on taking her no matter what, completely out of line!
Did they really want their arms and legs broken?
Fine, Little Second would grant their wish!
As a heavy fist flew toward him, Little Second dodged to the side with agility.
He grasped Suit Man No. 1's wrist, performed an over-the-shoulder throw to slam him hard onto the ground, and then with a "crack crack" broke both his arms on the spot!
Before the man could scream in agony, Little Second lifted his foot and stamped on the man's leg!
