Chapter 24: Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it’s a good bone!

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it’s a good bone!

“Daddy, Daddy, do you see how good we are?” Xue Xiang and his sibling, each wearing a pair of the smallest size skates, were showing off slipping and sliding in front of Xue An.

Xue An smiled, “Wow, you’re so good! You’ve learned so fast!”

“Yeah, but Auntie Xuan’Er is so clumsy, she still can’t skate!” Xue Xiang said.

Tang Xuan’er, who was struggling with skating nearby, blushed.

“Don’t say that about your Auntie Xuan’Er,” Xue An said.

Tang Xuan’er’s blush finally subsided a bit.

However, Xue An then added, “Even if it’s true that she’s clumsy, you shouldn’t say it out loud!”

Xue Xiang and his sibling were tickled into giggles by the tease.

Tang Xuan’er, feeling slightly annoyed, glared at Xue An and then skated wobbly away into the distance.

At this moment.

In a distant corner, several pairs of eyes were sizing up Xue An and the others. “Is that him?” The leader was a middle-aged man with a somewhat balding head.

Meng Xue leaned against him, nodding bitterly, “It’s that man!”

“Tsk tsk, these two little ladies are really pretty!” the balding man said lecherously.

“Big Brother Dajun, you’ve got to stand up for me! My face got slapped swollen, and my nose is crooked!” Meng Xue said, sounding very aggrieved.

This Brother Dajun was the local ringleader, monopolizing the ice skating business on the rink; he was doing quite well.

Meng Xue knew him and, after being taken down a notch by Xue An earlier that day, came to find Dajun hoping to get some retribution.

Dajun nodded, “Sure thing. Someone dares to mess with my people? He must be tired of living!”

With a glance from Dajun, the dozen men following him casually approached Xue An.

Regulars at the rink recognized the group and knew they were local thugs; everyone steered clear of them.

So, it didn’t take long for the group to form a subtle circle around Xue An and his company.

Xue An was laughing and chatting with his daughters, seemingly unaware of the impending threat.

Dajun stepped forward and first addressed Tang Xuan’er, “Hey, girl, can’t skate? Let big brother teach you!” he said, moving closer.

Tang Xuan’er frowned and dodged to the side.

“Who are you? I don’t know you, please stay away from me.”

Hu Dajun flashed a grin, revealing his large yellow teeth.

“Such a delicate girl skating alone, don’t you find it boring? Who I am doesn’t matter; what’s important is a night like this, don’t you need a man to keep you company?”

As Hu Dajun spoke, he gazed greedily at Tang Xuan’er.

The girl was beautiful from a distance, but up close she was even more stunningly breathtaking.

Repulsed by his sleazy gaze, Tang Xuan’er sharply retorted, “I’ll say it again, stay away from me! And I have friends who came with me.”

Hu Dajun sneered, “Friends? Him?”

Pointing at Xue An nearby, Hu Dajun said with disdain, “Your friend here is so scared he can’t even dare to look this way, do you think he’ll step in?”

“Besides, let me tell you, little sister, your friend beat up my people! I was just about to settle the score with him!” Hu Dajun declared arrogantly.

Tang Xuan’er’s face paled, her teeth clenching tightly as worry crept into her heart.

These men clearly came prepared, especially when she saw the spiteful Meng Xue, she knew they were here for revenge.

Could Xue An take on so many, along with Fan Mengxue and the two little girls?

“Heh heh, so if you act nicely, big brother will take good care of you, and won’t make things difficult for you,” Hu Dajun said while drooling with his hands outstretched.

A flash of white.

Hu Dajun felt a chill at his wrist, as if something was suddenly missing.

Then he looked down and for the first time realized that both of his fingers were cleanly broken.

Blood spurted out, and the intense pain made Hu Dajun let out a wail.

“I just heard you were looking to settle accounts with me,” Xue An slowly walked over, a playful smile on his face.

Fan Mengxue had already taken Xue Xiang and Xue Nian aside.

Because she knew what was coming next was definitely not suitable for children.

“You… you…” Hu Dajun was shaking all over in pain, his face showing a look of fear.

He didn’t know what had just happened. Why did his hand suddenly break?

Could it be this man’s doing?

Xue An’s gaze shifted to the woman who was seven parts feminine, “Originally I was in a good mood so I let you off, but you’re asking for trouble. You have only yourself to blame!”

The woman trembled like chaff.

Hu Dajun clenched his teeth, “Everybody, get him! Trash this kid!”

His gang swarmed up and surrounded Xue An.

Xue An stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

“Xuan’Er!”

“Hmm?”

“You’re a doctor, so do you know what makes for good bones?”

Tang Xuan’er shook her head, puzzled, “I don’t know!”

“Well, I’m about to show you!”

As Xue An spoke, he pushed out a palm, striking the thug who was rushing at the forefront.

Accompanied by the grating sound of breaking bones, the thug was sent flying more than ten meters away.

It took Xue An less than ten seconds to deal with a dozen or so thugs.

And without exception, all had their limbs broken by Xue An.

The disturbing sound of fractures didn’t stop.

After Xue An had the last thug underfoot, he said indifferently, “Hear that sound of breaking bones? If it sounds good, then they’re good bones!” Then Xue An, looking at Hu Dajun trembling, smiled slightly, “Now it’s your turn!”

Hu Dajun felt like crying.

Who could have imagined this not overly tall man could be so formidable?

In just a few seconds, all his men were laid flat.

“You… don’t come any closer. I’m Lu Kun’s man, you know who Lu Kun is? He’s a favorite under Boss Du. If you dare hit me, watch out for Lu Kun!” As Hu Dajun spoke, his confidence grew.

Right!

Isn’t Lu Kun here right now?

By waving his big flag, who would dare defy him?

But Hu Dajun failed to see even a hint of panic on Xue An’s face, only a faint sneer.

“Lu Kun? Lu Kun?”

“Yes! You know Lu Kun too? Then you’d better kneel and beg for mercy! I tell you, Lu Kun is right here!” Hu Dajun couldn’t help but straighten up even more.

Xue An smiled faintly, “Alright, I’ll give you five minutes. Call Lu Kun over and

I’ll apologize to him in person!”

“Hmph! At least you’re sensible!” Hu Dajun took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

“Lu Kun, it’s Dajun! I’m at the ice rink and there’s a brat acting all high and mighty, he’s beaten up a dozen of our men, come over quick!”

Lu Kun’s voice came through the phone, “Who’s bold enough to mess with my people? Let him wait, I’m on my way!”