The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Jin Dachuan slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Brother Cheng's face.

Song Moting stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Jin Dachuan, blocking the path of everyone in the room.

Before that, Song Moting had quietly pushed Jiang Xiaoxiao to the door, where there was nobody.

He secretly gestured with his eyes, indicating Jiang Xiaoxiao to open the door and run if things went wrong.

He couldn't let his wife get hurt.

He was Jiang Xiaoxiao's husband, and protecting her was his responsibility.

Jin Dachuan slowly rolled up his sleeves.

"Brother Cheng, does it look like you want to spar with me? Or is two thousand not enough?"

Song Moting sidestepped, standing back to back with Jin Dachuan, both men watching everyone around them like hawks.

Jia Shu staggered to her feet from the ground, but because of her weakness, she almost fell headfirst to the floor.

The thin man in front of her didn't reach out to help; he was focused entirely on He Aiguo.

This bunch surely aren't good people.

He Aiguo wanted to push the thin man aside, but the man instinctively flinched, ready for a fight.

A stick smashed into He Aiguo's arm.

"Punk, asking for death!"

A shout echoed, and the room immediately descended into chaos.

He Aiguo wasn't a pushover; he quickly retaliated as soon as he reacted.

The room was in total disarray.

Jiang Xiaoxiao turned sideways to open the door but didn't leave; instead, she rushed straight towards Jia Shu along the corner of the room.

This was Jia Shu.

She couldn't be left behind.

Missing this chance, if Jia Shu really reached Shenzhen, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

Song Moting surely couldn't appoint another Jin Dachuan for her.

Song Moting chopped down the man in front of him with a hand strike, glimpsing with his peripheral vision the thin man kicking and punching He Aiguo insanely. But wasn't that thin figure his wife?

Song Moting's anger surged.

He told her not to mess around; this wasn't the time to complicate things.

He Aiguo couldn't even handle the thin man, so was Jiang Xiaoxiao just asking to get herself killed?

But Song Moting couldn't break away; there were still four or five people on his side, leaving would mean exposing Jin Dachuan's back to the crowd.

As brothers, he couldn't do that.

Jin Dachuan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, "You go ahead, I can handle this here."

Song Moting paused, kicked down a guy, and probably broke his ribs.

"Alright, Dachuan, be careful."

He casually broke the arm of the nearest person, leaving only a few around Jin Dachuan, which should be no problem given Jin Dachuan's skills.

He strode quickly towards Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Jiang Xiaoxiao grabbed a stool at hand.

No choice, her fighting skills are not enough.

In her past life as a doctor, she didn't have to fight people.

She never fought with women, now she's fighting men.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was nervous, but seeing the thin man acting crazily, a stick landed on He Aiguo's body, and that stick was iron—it could kill.

If it didn't kill, it would fracture bones.

Jiang Xiaoxiao initially thought He Aiguo had good skills, after all, he'd competed against her big brother.

But who could have guessed He Aiguo was so overpowered by the thin man, his arm broken with one blow, making retaliation difficult.

He Aiguo was careless; his heart was mainly set on Jia Shu, reaching out to support her at the wrong time!

If not for that moment, it wouldn't have gone this way.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smashed the stool on the thin man's back.

Jiang Xiaoxiao never imagined that with one smack, the thin man would drop to the ground.

The stool shattered into fragments, scattering everywhere.

She looked at her hand; was this?

When did she become so strong?

She had fought wolves, but this was the first time she fought a person.

She kicked away the iron stick the thin man clutched in his hand, picking it up herself.

If that thin man got back up, she'd give him a couple of hits.

She couldn't allow future troubles.

But looking at the thin man lying there, motionless, Jiang Xiaoxiao was also nervous. Could she have killed him?

No way, one stool couldn't be enough to kill someone.

If she really had such skills, she wouldn't need to worry.

First, she untied the rope from Jia Shu, removing the rag from her mouth.

Jia Shu saw Jiang Xiaoxiao and burst into tears.

Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged her, patting her shoulder.

"Don't cry, don't cry, we're here, we're all here to save you."

She didn't have time to keep comforting Jia Shu; He Aiguo on the ground needed checking on to see if he was dead or alive.

Turning, she glanced towards Song Moting's direction, unsure how they were doing.

But she saw Song Moting striding angrily towards her, and her heart sank.

It was over!

She forgot what Song Moting had instructed her!

Her man had given explicit instructions to stay by the door, ready to run for help, call the police if things went awry.

Yet she charged headlong into rescuing, forgetting everything Song Moting had told her.

Song Moting came over swiftly, while the thin man groaned as he got up from the ground.

With a kick from Song Moting, the man was knocked unconscious again.

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw Song Moting standing before her, his gaze almost shooting fire.

She quickly flashed a nervous smile in apology.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, look at me, not even a scratch."

Song Moting was full of helplessness; with such a wife, what could he do!

His wife valued friendship too much!

Completely disregarding personal safety, she's the type to jump in blindly.

"You stay here with Jia Shu and Aiguo, don't go out and add to the chaos anymore. Or see how I'll deal with you when we get back!"

Song Moting was genuinely worried.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was a delicate girl; even if she was brave and strong, it's just a farmer's level of strength—how bold could she be!

These people were desperados; if she wasn't careful, his wife could get hurt.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, I promise I won't cause chaos this time; I'll just take care of He Aiguo and Jia Shu, waiting for you all to handle the rest!"

She had already seen Jin Dachuan; this Brother Jin was even more formidable, having taken down everyone else over there.

Now, the only ones standing were the people left in their room.

All of Brother Cheng's men were lying on the floor, holding their heads and wailing.

Seemed Brother Jin wasn't holding back at all.

Song Moting walked back.

"Dachuan, your skills are getting better, took them down so quickly!"

Taking a glance at the people twisted on the floor, who would dare get up now? Anyone standing would be knocked down again.

No one wanted to take another punch, didn't they see that even the iron sticks were bent by this man?

Could their bones be harder than iron rods!

Brother Cheng was resigned; outskilled, he knew this would be the result, why couldn't he endure for peace?

Now, the people could even save the two thousand.

This was just their bad luck.

The problem was hearing Jin Dachuan's notorious reputation for sending people to the police station.

It's all over!

Brother Cheng is almost desperate enough to die.

What kind of situation is this?

This time the pot's completely overturned.

"Brother Dachuan, I was wrong, I was wrong, take the people away, we'll go to the police station on our own; save you the trouble."

Going on their own, they could suffer less.

Song Moting squatted down, "What exactly happened with Jia Shu's case? Explain clearly!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao would surely want to know.

To satisfy his wife's curiosity, he had to step into this role.

Brother Cheng looked at Jia Shu with complex emotions.

They say women bring trouble, and it's not wrong!

If he knew it would end like this, he might as well have extorted from other parts of the Jia family.

This was just bad luck.