After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 195

Chapter 195: She’s the person the boss wants to protect
“What’s wrong?”

Qin Er was walking forward when he suddenly couldn’t move. He turned his head to look at Zhouzhou and asked curiously, “Shh…” Zhouzhou placed a finger on her lips, gesturing for silence, and then let go of him. She crouched down and stealthily walked into the alley. Qin Er frowned as he saw the dark interior and instinctively wanted to hold her back, not wanting her to go in. However, his hand grasped nothing, and worried that making noise would only make things worse, he refrained from speaking. He could only walk lightly and silently follow behind her, his gaze watchful of the surroundings, afraid that someone might suddenly appear.

And just as he feared, in the next moment, a person suddenly darted out from inside. The person was incredibly fast, exuding a strong smell of blood. When he saw Zhouzhou and the others, a malevolent glint flashed in his eyes, and he charged towards her.

In an instant, Qin Er’s hair stood on end, and he exclaimed, “Caicai, be careful!”

But before his words could fully leave his mouth, there was a loud “bang,” and his voice abruptly stopped. The person, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall. And the one who had kicked him away was Zhouzhou!

She calmly retracted her foot and patted her chubby hands on her pants, paying no attention to her round and plump body. Somehow, she even found it quite cool.

How could I forget? My little cousin is very formidable.

“Who is this?” With the danger averted, Qin Er let out a sigh of relief and walked forward, furrowing his brows as he asked.

“I don’t know,” Zhouzhou shook her head. She noticed something on the ground, so she walked over and bent down, curious as she exclaimed, “Huh!”

It was a bag containing something white. Zhouzhou curiously opened it and took a sniff, but her expression immediately changed. She threw the contents onto the ground and stomped on it fiercely.

“What’s wrong?” Qin Er asked, puzzled by her actions.

Zhouzhou held her nose with disgust and covered his as well. “It stinks.”

She didn’t know what it was, but the smell made her very uncomfortable. She didn’t like it.

Qin Er didn’t smell anything but obediently covered his nose as well.

“So, what do we do now? Should I call my dad?”

His father was Qin Xu, in charge of dealing with bad guys. It would be right to leave it to him.

Zhouzhou was about to nod when her ears suddenly twitched. She turned her head abruptly and shouted loudly, “Who’s there? Come out!”

Although the little girl’s voice was soft, her tone was icy, leaving no room for underestimation.

Someone is there? Qin Er was also stunned and instinctively stood in front of her.

Before long, two people emerged from behind the wall at the corner.

One was dressed in black with a scar across his face, stretching from the eyebrow to the cheek, covering almost half of his face.

The other person had a cold and indifferent expression, looking dangerous.

Qin Er nervously swallowed his saliva, his legs trembling, but he still stretched his arms like a protective mother hen, firmly shielding Zhouzhou behind him. His mind quickly calculated the best escape route.

But Zhouzhou hugged his waist and poked her head out from under his arm, looking at the person with her mouth slightly open, tilting her head and saying, “Huh?”

“Baldy, you’re quite daring,” the man with the scar teased as he saw her actions. A dangerous smile curved at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly aimed his gun towards Zhouzhou.

Qin Er was frightened and quickly pushed Zhouzhou’s head back.

However, he didn’t expect Zhouzhou to wriggle out from his other side.

Qin Er felt like he was going crazy. He was afraid that Baby Zhouzhou would turn into a bloodbath, and that little uncle would kill him.

He nervously watched the man’s movements, but then he saw a hand suddenly reach out and press down on the gun.

Qi Hua’s gun wasn’t loaded, he was just playing with the kid. He didn’t expect Wan Leng to do this. This emotionless killing machine had never protected anyone before.

He looked at Wan Leng’s icy expression, astonished as he asked, “Do you know her?”

Wan Leng’s face remained cold, frost apparent year-round. He calmly replied, “The boss knows her.”

After pondering for a moment, he added, “And they have a good relationship.”

What?

Now, Qin Er was genuinely surprised.

He looked at Zhouzhou with a probing gaze, truly unable to comprehend how this little girl in front of him could be acquainted with Ye Lingfeng, the killing god.

The two of them seemed completely unrelated.

Puzzled, he glanced at Wan Leng, who may not speak much but never lied. Whatever he said must be true.

Thinking about it, Qin Er’s eyes flickered, and he suddenly put away his gun, walking over with a smiling face, “Hello, little friend. What’s your name?”

“I’m Qin Caicai,” Zhouzhou said softly, her big round eyes curiously looking at him. There was no trace of fear in her gaze.

Now, Qin Er was truly interested.

Not to brag, but with his demeanor and appearance, he could scare a hundred kids to death on the street.

Where did this little girl come from? She’s surprisingly bold. But speaking of which, how does she know Ye Lingfeng? Just as he was about to ask her, Zhouzhou’s gaze fell on his waist, and her chubby fingers pointed at something on it as she asked, “Uncle, why do you have a Wangcai on you?” The item hanging from his waist was a tiger-head handcuff.

Curiously, Zhouzhou took out her little dragon handcuff, which was already smeared black, but the basic shape could still be seen. Apart from one being a dragon and the other a tiger, they were almost identical.

Upon seeing the dragon handcuff, Qi Hua’s expression instantly changed, and even a hint of astonishment flashed across Wan Leng’s face. He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhouzhou, his face showing disbelief. “Where did you get this?” Qi Hua asked nervously.

“This?” Zhouzhou waved her wrist, and the dragon handcuff made a crisp sound. “Sharp Tongue Uncle gave it to me.”

“Sharp Tongue Uncle?” Qi Hua furrowed his brows, unable to recall anyone in the organization with a name like that. But the dragon handcuff in her hand was not something an ordinary person could make.

Zhouzhou looked at Wan Leng and said, “It’s Uncle Ye.”

“Ye Lingfeng?” Qi Hua exclaimed; his gaze strangely directed at Wan Leng. “When did that guy become Sharp Tongue Uncle?”

With his habit of not saying a word more than necessary, especially when it came to taking someone’s life on a mission, they couldn’t help but suspect that he had no tongue at all. When did he have a sharp mouth?

Wan Leng shook his head. He didn’t know either, but he looked at Zhouzhou, and his gaze subtly changed. It seemed that their relationship with the boss was indeed quite good.

Unaware of their thoughts, Zhouzhou’s eyes were fixed on the tiger handcuff at Qi Hua’s waist. It was shiny and had “Wangcai” on it, giving it a powerful look. She looked up at him with anticipation and said, “Uncle, where did you buy this?”

She wanted one too.

Upon hearing this, Qi Hua’s eyes darted around. “You want it?” He let his gaze fall on her chubby little legs that looked harmless and fragile, as if they could be broken with a single twist. But she had just kicked a burly man into the wall. Others might not know, but they were well aware that he was a notorious international drug dealer and a former boxing champion. Only a handful of people could defeat him. When they were chasing him earlier, they were about to make a move, but when they saw Zhouzhou’s action, they stopped and watched from the side. He was confident that she must have some innate power. The last person he encountered with such abilities was Ye Lingfeng.

He stared intently at Zhouzhou, shaking the tiger handcuff in his hand, and grinned like a sly fox. “Little Baldy, do you want it? Uncle also has a lion, leopard, and wolf. Do you like them?”

Zhouzhou tilted her head and blinked her eyes. His appearance reminded her of the trafficker she had seen before. She wondered how much money she could get for catching him.

Zhouzhou’s eyebrows curved, and she vigorously nodded her little head. “I want it! Thank you, Uncle. Let me treat you to a meal.”