Di Youyou’s gaze was even colder than Fu Jie’s.
“Sorry, but you can’t do that!”
The adults in the live stream were somewhat impressed by Di Youyou. This little one’s courage was truly worth learning from. No matter how towering the enemy seemed, this little blade of grass named Di Youyou would never yield.
Fu Jie had noticed the sports camera hanging on Di Youyou’s chest earlier, which was why he assumed she was a little paparazzi specially trained by an entertainment agency.
An ordinary child would have been scared out of their wits by now, facing an intimidating adult like him.
But this stubborn little thing, Di Youyou, was different.
Fu Jie’s expression turned completely icy.
“I’m not in the mood for jokes. If this matter isn’t resolved, you won’t be leaving this room.”
[Tsk, what a disgraceful man. He attacked her father first, and now he has the nerve to threaten a little girl? I don’t care about others, but I’m putting it out there right now: this dog Fu Jie could sing the heavens into existence and it wouldn’t work on me. I’ll report and file complaints whenever I see this guy in the news!]
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Everyone thought Di Youyou might be scared by now, but Di Youyou refused to be.
“What big talk. This is a society governed by law, a public place. It’s not your personal sheep pen, old man, where you can lock up your grandma.”
Fu Jie couldn’t be bothered to trade barbs with Di Youyou and immediately called his assistant.
“Come to my room right now. There’s a reckless little thing here that needs dealing with.”
After hanging up, Fu Jie strode over and locked the door completely.
[Oh no, this dog is serious. Kid, you’re in danger!]
[Quick, contact the police next door. Someone here is about to harm a child.]
Thousands of netizens watched helplessly as this wolf in grandmother’s clothing, Fu Jie, was about to lay hands on poor Little Red Riding Hood, feeling frantic beyond their screens.
Then, a chubby little hand seemed to accidentally hit a button, and the live stream immediately went black.
[Oh no, what do we do now?]
[Any netizens in the same city? Hurry and go rescue them! I’m worried sick.]
[Is the internet down? King Youyou, are you okay?]
Some even started cursing Li Jingmo directly.
[What an incompetent father. Where the hell has he gone? Your kid has been fighting alone for almost an hour!]
Through Fu Jie’s own admission, the netizens had learned that all the trouble that night stemmed from Fu Jie targeting Li Jingmo.
Now, they were genuinely worried about this righteous little child who had stood up for her father.
The sudden disconnection of the live stream only heightened their fears that Fu Jie might hit Di Youyou.
As everyone suspected, someone was indeed getting beaten up at the scene.
But the person getting beaten was someone no one would have believed—the big shot, Fu Jie.
Di Youyou, this clever little rascal, was an expert at fighting. She specifically used internal martial arts techniques, targeting pressure points and tendons.
It inflicted pain deep in the soul, leaving no visible marks on the surface.
Fu Jie initially thought he had just been careless. When the little chubby Di Youyou charged at him, he was still holding his phone, trying to take her picture to send to several entertainment agencies to find out whose troublesome operative she was.
But with that one kick from Di Youyou, Fu Jie immediately dropped to his knees.
He felt as if his kneecap had shattered, and his phone was sent flying two or three meters away.
The next moment, Di Youyou reached out with her chubby little fingers and pinched an unknown acupoint behind Fu Jie’s ear and on the back of his neck. Fu Jie cried out in pain, feeling as if his heart had been struck by a two or three hundred kilogram sledgehammer.
His entire body immediately went limp.
“What kind of monster are you?”
Fu Jie knew deep down that this child was not human.
What human child would dare to inexplicably appear alone in a stranger’s room?
Fu Jie truly regretted it now. He had been cautious for most of his life to achieve his current success, only to end up being brought down by a three or four-year-old child.
He should have secretly messaged his assistant earlier. When more people arrived, they could have just stuffed this kid into a black sack.
Now, he was truly in a situation where calling to heaven brought no relief and crying to earth brought no response. He didn’t even know if Di Youyou killed people. What if he had misjudged, and this child was actually an assassin!
He wanted to beg for mercy, but Fu Jie didn’t know where Di Youyou had pinched him; he couldn’t make a single sound…
Di Youyou didn’t care who this person was—some big star—or what the consequences of hitting him might be.
She only knew one thing: anyone who dared to bully Guoguo, who was under the protection of King Youyou, was unforgivable and would be punished no matter how far they fled!
The little girl quickly took advantage of the undisturbed moment to give Fu Jie a sound beating.
Over there, the police officers were still making arrests in Li Jingmo’s room.
They received another call from a concerned citizen, saying the little girl who was the victim earlier had been captured and was now in unknown condition, possibly dead or alive!
The diligent officers on duty were utterly exasperated. Tonight’s police dispatch was truly indescribable.
It made their few colleagues seem like mere tools, while all the concerned citizens had transformed into Sherlock Holmes, directly issuing them commands.
But that pretty little girl from earlier was indeed missing.
So, Ma Ming could only assign two officers to go with him to check out Room 88 at the end of the floor, as reported by the concerned citizen.
Meanwhile, Li Jingmo, who was at the center of the public opinion storm, and his assistant Qi Zuo were sleeping like logs, completely unaware of anything.
“Open the door!”
Fu Jie thought it was his assistant coming to rescue him and immediately widened his eyes in hope.
Di Youyou also heard more than one set of footsteps.
She quickly seized the last opportunity to land a few more solid punches on Fu Jie, then struck his throat.
Still dreaming of singing properly in the future? Keep dreaming your spring and autumn dreams!
That blow made Fu Jie gag reflexively.
Fu Jie didn’t yet know just how ruthless Di Youyou was. From then on, whenever Fu Jie tried to exert force to sing, a heart-wrenching, tearing pain would shoot through his throat and vocal cords.
But he couldn’t vomit.
“Mmph mmph~”
Ma Ming listened at the door; there were indeed strange sounds inside.
“Break the door down!”
“Yes, Captain!”
The two officers immediately began kicking the door.
Di Youyou, agile as a monkey, immediately rolled off Fu Jie, then quickly put her sports camera back on her chest.
Her little fingers deliberately tapped a few times, and soon a faint image began to appear, though there was still no sound.
Fu Jie, thinking his own people had arrived, saw Di Youyou, that little bitch, stagger and fall onto the coffee table as if exhausted or frightened.
Fu Jie, filled with towering rage, scrambled up. Ignoring the commotion outside that sounded like they were trying to tear the place down, he only wanted to finish off Di Youyou, that little wretch.
Strangle her, strangle her!
Fu Jie, his eyes bloodshot, lifted Di Youyou by her hair. As a result, the viewers in Di Youyou’s live stream were able to see the scene again.
【Holy shit, did that bastard Fu Jie kill the kid?】
【Is he on drugs? What do we do? I really feel like this guy has lost his mind…】
【Did he kill the child? Why is there no movement at all?】
Right at that moment, the live stream showed the police breaking through the door.