So, Bai Xuchen, who was completely unaware of what was going on, was led into this dead end and got taken advantage of along with Xiao Jingchen.

  Han De was a spoiled rich kid, and what he lacked the least was money. Using money to bribe a group of thugs to give the young man from the Bai family a lesson he would never forget was really a simple matter. As the saying goes, problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all.

  Two fingers pinched up Dongzi's wallet from under his feet and shook it, Han De smiled triumphantly and said "You guys are looking for this, right?"

  Bai Xuchen put Xiao Jingchen on a discarded wooden box beside him and said seriously, "Big brother didn't call you, don't move your hands, do you understand?"

  The little raccoon dog nodded its head cutely, its paws placed on its knees, looking as gentle and lovely as a virtuous young husband.

  Bai Xuchen had one hand in his pocket, facing Han De, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth and a warm, gentle smile. What he said was...

  "Cut the crap and tell me what you want. I don't have all day to waste on your nonsense."

  Although angry at the little rascal, Han De decided to teach a lesson to the young master of the White family after careful consideration. The son of Bai Xi Jing (?!), whatever, was still too young, and it wasn't right to bully a child.

  。（╯□╰）。

  Han De threw the wallet to the ground and stepped on it with his toes, grinding it down with a flourish of his paw. "Beat him up, I'll give each of you 1,000."

  One thousand yuan was enough for these little rascals to have a good time for several days, so, tempted by the money, they swung their clubs at Bai Xuchen without hesitation. Bai Xuchen moved his fingers and neck, fearlessly meeting the attack, with a warm smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.

  A dozen or so armed fugitives ganged up on a fifteen-year-old boy, which was completely unfair bullying. The children of the Bai family all had a habit of practicing martial arts, Chinese martial arts, taekwondo, judo, karate, sanda, and fighting, each with their own interests, of course, they couldn't be as abnormal as Xiao Jingchen, but they could handle some small fries.

  It was a piece of cake for Bai Xuchen to take down a few street thugs. However, the other side had weapons, brother! Fists against iron bars, the outcome was almost immediate, and Bai Xuchen quickly got himself injured. Of course, he also managed to knock out a few of them with his iron fists, but overall, it was still Bai Xuchen who came up short in this one-on-one fight.

  Bai Xuchen told Xiao Jingchen not to take action. Xiao Jingchen also nodded, but would she really not move? —— Big brother, you're too naive!

  The little fatty's short legs twinkled as she pushed off the wooden box with her small paws and sprang up, her feet tapping against the wall roots below where the wooden boxes, steel bars, tar buckets, and trash cans were placed in a row. She suddenly turned behind Bai Xucheng and kicked one of the little rascals who was sneaking up on him, using the reaction force to lightly step onto the wall like a monkey, then borrowed strength to push off again. A spinning kick directly knocked out the little rascal.

  Xiao Jing dusted herself off calmly, facing Bai Xuchens stunned and knotted expression. She blushed and pursed her lips, her small paws clasped together as she twisted them around, her face full of embarrassment, speaking in a soft voice "Big brother, I didn't use my hands, I used my feet."

  Bai Xuchen: "......" He no longer wanted to discuss any text-related issues with his sister, and with a baseball bat slung over his arm, Bai Xuchen punched the opponent away. "Jingchen, don't mess around, these are crazy people who would sell their souls for money, don't let them hit you."

  She was taken aback for a moment, wanting money but not her life? What's so special about money, she has it too!

  With a sudden burst of force, he kicked off the ground and did a backflip to avoid a baseball bat that swept past him. Xiao Jingyun stepped on his opponent's arm and used it as leverage to jump high, then delivered a sweeping kick to the temple, instantly knocking him out cold. With agile movements, Xiao Jingyun climbed up a stack of wooden crates and pulled out handful after handful of coins from his pocket, scattering them everywhere. The clinking sound of metal hitting the ground was deafening, overwhelming the senses of the thugs.

  Everyone involuntarily turned their heads, staring at the coin on the ground and the little monk standing high up with two small dimples from smiling. The little monk's white teeth sparkled like rice grains "I have money too, don't use sticks to fight my brother, I'll give you money."

  "Cut the crap!" Han De snorted in disdain. "If you're not capable, then don't try to put on a show, do you know how much I paid them? One thousand yuan, that's one thousand per person, can your coins even add up to one hundred?"

  "Yes." Xiao Jingchen's voice was as sharp as a knife. "I counted them myself, one hundred and seven."

  Han De: "......" Isn't that beside the point?!

  Xiao Jingzhen turned his hand and took out a stack of bright red banknotes from another pocket. "If it's not enough, I have more."

  Looking at the thick stack of 100-yuan bills, the eyes of the hoodlums immediately turned green. Although Han De promised to give each person 1,000 yuan for crippling Bai Xucheng, this was just a promise, and they hadn't seen any actual money yet. Moreover, considering Bai Xucheng's skills, it would be quite difficult to cripple him, not to mention that there was also an oddball with completely disproportionate physical strength and body shape.

  Bai Xuchen saw the banknotes on Xiaojingchen's paws and burst out laughing. He pushed aside the iron rod, jumped onto a wooden crate with several quick steps, squatted beside Xiaojingchen, took the 100-yuan bills from her hand, counted them, then pulled out his own money from his pocket, stacked it together, without saying how much, and pointed at Hande, "Beat him up, all of this will be yours."

  These little rascals have no integrity, money can make them push ghosts, they immediately turned around, staring fiercely at Han De, at this moment Han De has become a green and green note in their eyes.

  Han De's heart sank, this was simply lifting a rock to crush his own foot. He retreated shakily, back against the tightly closed iron door, stuttering "You'd better think carefully, I'm offering more money than they are, don't lose out on a big deal for a small one."

  The leading thug rested the baseball bat on his shoulder and knocked it a few times, grinning to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth stained with smoke. "You have to take out your money first and show us that you're capable of paying so much, everyone else has already put theirs out."

  Han De: "......" A dozen or so thugs, each with 1,000 yuan, adds up to over 10,000 RMB. Who the hell would carry that much cash on them?

  "No." The leader of the gang let out a disappointed sigh and shook his head "Well, no choice then, brothers. Let's go up."

  "Ahhhhhhh———"

  Then, Han De was surrounded by a group of vicious thugs, and the shrill cries scattered the white clouds in the sky. Unfortunately, this is a desolate corner of the city, a good place for murder and robbery, and no one will come to his rescue.

  The little rascals took the money and secretly swallowed all the coins on the ground without leaving a single one behind. Then they walked away laughing. Bai Xucheng jumped down from the wooden box, kicked Han De who was half dead, and smiled as gently and kindly as ever. "Jingchen and Han Xiong are friends, but that doesn't mean your Han family has any relationship with our Bai family. This account will be settled slowly."

  Han De's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

  Bai Xuchen picked up the trampled wallet from the ground, opened it to check, and naturally there was no cash left. The phone was also gone, and the only thing left in the wallet was an old photo. Bai Xuchen's expression immediately softened, and he silently sighed, carrying Xiao Jingchen away.

  "How did you end up carrying so much money on you?" It's actually more than the total of their seven pockets combined!

  "Dad gave it to me, if I'm hungry I can buy food."

  Bai Xuchen: "......" Alright. Considering Xiao Jingchen's appetite, which seems to be connected to a black hole, the cost of those meals is actually not that much.

  "Clean Dust. How do you have so many coins, where did you hide them? Can they fit in your pocket?" The boy who was used to Clean Dust wearing a gravity buckle on her body didn't even notice how many coins she could stuff into her pockets, o(╯□╰)o！

  "The coin was given by a kind donor, I've been keeping it in my pocket, Dad said it can be used as a tip, big brother, what's a tip?"

  Bai Xuchen: "......" The kind donor's god horse is his illusion!

  ………………

  Walking out of the alley, standing on the main road, basking in the scorching summer sun, Bai Xuchen was calm as an old monk under the strange gazes of passersby. He put down Xiao Jingchen, touched the bruise at the corner of his mouth, let out a soft hiss, and took out his phone to make a call. "I'm here at the Sixth Street bus stop, come over immediately."

  Bai Xuchen bought a few buns from a nearby small shop to fill Xiao Jingchen's stomach, and Xiao Jingchen sat with Bai Xuchen on the steps next to her, hugging the bun and eating eagerly. The fragrant bun was indeed better than the steamed bun, but Xiao Jingchen said she still loved steamed buns the most.

  Ten minutes later, the boys who had just parted ways all ran over. As soon as they saw Bai Xuchen's disheveled appearance, their faces changed.

  "What's going on?"

  "What trouble have you encountered? Why didn't you call us?"

  "Who did it? We'll help you get it back with interest."

  The emotions of adolescence are always the most genuine. Bai Xuchen had often helped his brothers find a place, so he knew they were speaking from their hearts. This made his depressed mood slightly better. With a casual wave of his hand, he handed the dusty wallet to Dongzi: "We've retrieved your wallet, but the cash and phone are gone. The photos are still there."

  Dongzi's eyes instantly turned red, he took the wallet and muttered "Dabai, I'm sorry, I was confused before..."

  "It's okay, I was also wrong. If I had known earlier that there was a photo of your mother in the wallet, I would have let you scold me enough." Bai Xuchen smiled warmly.

  Dongzi's mother died early, and he was raised by his father alone. His only memory of his mother is through photos. For him, losing a photo of his mother means losing one more piece of her, which is why he gets so anxious and angry when his wallet goes missing.

  Bai Xuchen said so, Dongzi felt even more embarrassed "Big White~~~!"

  "Alright, you're so old already, yet still with a runny nose and teary eyes. Do you think you're our family's Jingchen or something? That mushy gaze of yours is nauseating."

  Dongzi hugged his wallet, wiping away tears, and for a moment he was both crying and laughing, drawing the teasing of the young men. The storm seemed to have passed, and the young men accompanied Bai Xuchen to the hospital to treat his injuries and check if his internal organs and brain had been damaged.

  In the emergency room, the young men were asking Dr. Bai Xuchen's condition in a flurry of questions. Outside the emergency room, Xiao Jingchen was sitting quietly on a chair, his short legs dangling and swinging back and forth, occasionally turning his head to peek inside the emergency room.