Little Fatty was dragging a greasy paper package in one hand, with two hot sesame balls on top.
His other hand was holding down the hand of a troublemaking youth, his expression grave.
"Get your filthy paws off her!"
"Who the hell are you, sticking your nose into other people's business with that toad face?" the troublemaking youth sneered at Little Fatty.
Little Fatty lifted his leg and slammed it into the guy's stomach.
"I'm your uncle!"
Seeing their boss getting hit, the other hangers-on charged in.
Little Fatty could only hold his ground for three seconds before several people swarmed him.
"Run!" Little Fatty shouted to Jiaojiao.
Having waited in the car for a while, Suizi didn't see Yu Jingting bring back the two children, so she walked over and saw Yu Jingting leaning against the entrance of the alley, leisurely blowing smoke rings with a cigarette in his mouth.