If Little Yichen had reacted a few seconds later, the knife would have been stabbed viciously into his eye!
The consequences would have been unthinkable.
There was even a moment when the image of Little Yichen with a knife piercing his eye flashed across Youyou's mind. His heart raced at the thought!
The man struggled to free his wrist, but his big brother's grip was unbelievably firm. He held his wrist tightly, as if refusing any form of resistance!
The bald man was in disbelief!
One must know that he had spent many years in the underworld and had experienced all kinds of attacks and violence. The opponents he had met were all stronger and taller than this kid!
He was a gangster who was often involved in fights, and they were fights involving real guns and knives.
The scar on the back of his head was caused by a slash from somebody else. The mangled injury had been one millimeter deep!
If it had been any deeper, he would have lost his life!
It could be said that he had been through countless life-and-death scenarios. After so many years in the underworld, it was natural that the strength he had grown to possess was nothing small!
While he did realize that this boy had received training based on his combat prowess, he did not expect him to be this capable. With just a grip of his wrist, he could barely move!
His mistake was to think too highly of himself when, in fact, he was no more than a small thug. The violence he had experienced was only through dealing with small ruffians like him, whereas the training Mu Yazhe had arranged for Little Yichen was meant for the special armed forces.
The special armed forces were true literally war machines. They were fighters who had tasted blood at gunpoint. The boy might be young, but he grew up receiving this special military training. If he were to be compared strictly to the special armed forces, he might slightly be inferior.
Nonetheless, to the boy, dealing with a small fry like this bald man was a breeze!
The little lad twisted the man's wrist slightly and heard the satisfying crack of a joint getting dislocated. The man whimpered as the butterfly knife in his hand fell to the ground.
The kid swiftly kicked it away. Raising his gaze onto the man's face again, provocation and contempt was evident in them!
The man was utterly nonplussed. His forehead began sweating bullets as his expression changed completely!
The boy scoffed in disdain, clearly filled with contempt for him. Thereafter, he raised his leg and landed a heavy kick to the man's crotch!
The man arched his body in pain, and with his lower half going limp, he collapsed to the ground. His legs kept twitching.
"Brat… D*mn it. How dare you kick me…" The man was unwilling to give up. Still feeling indignant, he hurled slurs at the boy. All along, he was rolling on the ground while clutching his crotch.
Yichen walked over. He no longer held back this time and aimed a harsh kick on the man's face.
It was a simple yet brutal act without using any skills, but it still turned into a violent hit to the bridge of his nose.
"Which dirty hand of yours touched my little brother?!"
He stepped on the man's head with one foot and glared at his flailing hands against him. He proceeded to stomp viscously onto his right hand with his other foot.
"This one?" he asked nonchalantly. Raising a brow, his tone was cold and dangerous!
"Let go!" the man screeched.
His face scrunching up unscrupulously, he pressed on the man harder. "Shut up!"
With a bang , he delivered another kick to his nose bridge.
The man groaned. The pain brought tears to his eyes!
"Behave! If not, I'll break this hand of yours!" he uttered icily. His eyes were filled with indifference; the gentle smile he had when facing his little brother was not gracing his lips at the moment.