The two burly men didn't take the suddenly appearing youth seriously at first, after all, he seemed underage and looked like a pretty boy, probably not much of a threat.
But they never thought that this youth would suddenly smash the table in half with one punch.
They only heard the youth say calmly, "Bi Xiaoyuan, close your eyes."
Bi Xiaoyuan, while convulsing, wiped away his tears and obediently covered his eyes, but he couldn't stop his heartbreaking sobs.
Bi Xia glared at the two men with anger, pressing in on them without expression, his voice hoarse, lips moving slightly, "Who allowed you to touch my mom!"
"Who allowed you to touch my brother!"
"Who allowed you to touch my dog!"
"Who allowed you to touch a brick or a tile of my house!"
"Damn it, I think you all are tired of living!"
He suddenly swung a punch at one of the burly men, smashing his face, and then turned and whipped his leg at the neck of the other one, who instantly fell to the ground, convulsing.
