You helped him have a baby, what do you regret about the divorce? Chapter 007

“Is that so?” He sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. “Then let’s see!”

Before his voice faded, he charged out like a leopard, wrestling with the hooligans.

Although Zhao Ziyu was tall and strong, he was outnumbered by the yellow-haired thugs. Initially, he had an advantage, but then the yellow-haired group surrounded him.

He was beaten to the ground by them, punches raining down on Zhao Ziyu’s body, each strike carrying a ruthless force.

He gritted his teeth, desperately protecting his head, his body curled into a ball, like a cornered beast under attack.

The yellow-haired thugs struck with extreme brutality, specifically targeting vital points. Zhao Ziyu felt a sharp pain in his ribs, and his breathing became difficult.

He knew that if this continued, he would surely be beaten to death.

“Damn it, letting you play the hero!” Yellow Hair spat, then kicked Zhao Ziyu in the stomach again.

He let out a “wah” and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

“Pah, what a piece of trash, daring to fight me for a woman!” Yellow Hair proudly spat on the ground and motioned to his subordinates, “Keep hitting him! Beat him to death!”

Punches and kicks rained down like a storm. Zhao Ziyu could only barely protect his head, his body curled into a ball, like a rag doll being kicked around.

“No… don’t hit him… please… don’t hit him…” she cried, trying to rush over, but she was held down firmly by two thugs.

In the instant Yellow Hair paused, he didn’t know where the strength came from, but he suddenly straightened up and actually struggled to his feet from the ground.

“All of you, stop it!” Zhao Ziyu roared, his voice hoarse like a broken gong, but carrying an undeniable authority.

Yellow Hair and the others were startled by his sudden outburst, their actions involuntarily stopping.

Zhao Ziyu stood swaying, covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of hell. He stared intensely at Yellow Hair, his eyes burning with raging fury.

“You… you damn…” Yellow Hair felt a chill in his heart from his gaze, stammering, unsure of what to say.

Zhao Ziyu ignored him. He walked towards “her” step by step, each step seemingly leaving a bloody footprint on the ground.

“Are… are you alright?” He looked at her, his voice trembling, his eyes filled with heartache.

She looked at him, tears falling like broken strings of pearls. She shook her head frantically, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

Zhao Ziyu reached out and gently wiped away the tears from her face. His hand was trembling, but his gaze was incredibly firm.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m fine,” he said softly. “I won’t let them hurt you again.”

With that, he suddenly turned around and stared intently at Yellow Hair and the others.

Before his voice faded, he lunged forward, like a wounded beast, attacking Yellow Hair and the others frantically.

He no longer cared about the pain, or about life and death. All he wanted now was to tear these bastards to shreds!

Yellow Hair and the others didn’t expect him to suddenly erupt, and for a moment, they were caught off guard.

Zhao Ziyu punched Yellow Hair in the nose, instantly causing blood to gush out.

He then kicked a thug in the stomach. The thug screamed and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

He was like a madman, punching and kicking, completely disregarding his own injuries.

Yellow Hair and the others screamed in agony, clutching their heads and scurrying away.

They probably never imagined that this guy, who moments ago had been beaten like a dead dog, would suddenly become so formidable.

“You… you’re crazy…” Yellow Hair clutched his nose, dodging and shouting in terror.

“I’m going to beat you bastards to death!” Zhao Ziyu roared, punching Yellow Hair in the face, knocking him directly to the ground.

He straddled Yellow Hair, punching him again and again. Yellow Hair was covered in blood, screaming repeatedly.

“Brother, brother, stop! Quick, stop! You’ll kill him if you keep hitting him!” The other thugs turned pale with fright. They rushed forward, trying to pull Zhao Ziyu away, but he kicked them down one by one.

Zhao Ziyu seemed to have completely lost his mind, continuously pounding on the yellow-haired thug!

“Don’t… don’t hit him… you’ll kill him if you keep hitting him.” Just then, he heard “her” crying.

Zhao Ziyu’s movements suddenly stiffened. He looked up at “her.”

She was standing there, looking at him with tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were filled with fear and worry.

Zhao Ziyu’s reason slowly returned to his mind. He looked at his blood-soaked hands, then at the dying Yellow Hair, and a wave of fear washed over him.

He released Yellow Hair and climbed off him. He stood swaying, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

Seeing that he had stopped, Yellow Hair and the others quickly got up, supporting each other, and fled, stumbling and scrambling.

Zhao Ziyu watched them flee, letting out a long sigh of relief.

“Are… are you alright…” he said softly.

She looked at him, tears welling up again. She threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, and burst into tears.

Zhao Ziyu held her tightly, feeling her trembling, his heart filled with guilt and self-reproach. He knew he had almost lost control just now.

If she hadn’t stopped him in time, he might have really beaten Yellow Hair to death.

He gently patted her back, comforting her: “Don’t be afraid, it’s alright, everything is over…”