The dilapidated gate was kicked open by Han Dui, revealing the chaotic scene inside.

The first thing that jumped into Han Dui's eyes was some furniture that could be called antiques, pitted sofas, benches with missing feet, TVs with snowflake screens, and yellowed and tattered wallpaper

The size of the room is small, and even the kitchen and living room are connected to save space, and at this time, three figures are gathered in front of the dilapidated stove.

I saw a tall drunk man with a red face and staggering, holding a broken wine bottle in one hand and a belt in the other, standing in front of the stove.

This drunk man's figure is unusually burly, and his thick arms are inevitably intimidating, and I saw him yelling at the sky: "Cook, make a fart!" Get out of here and earn money to buy wine, or I'll kill you two bunnies!" ”

After the drunken man finished yelling, he waved the belt in his hand and pulled it forward.

I saw that in front of the drunkard, there were two small figures hugging each other, it was Yi Miling and Yi Hao.

Yi Hao's head seemed to have been smashed by a wine bottle, and he was bleeding non-stop, and the whole person had fainted, and it seemed that he had been beaten a lot to protect his sister.

At this time, Yi Miling was biting her lower lip and protecting the unconscious Yi Hao in her arms, and the whistling belt was pumping on her body one by one, pulling out the blood stains, but she just endured it with tears, as if she had already become numb to despair

"Damn, Lao Tzu paid you to send you to college, did he let you take classes?! looks so beautiful, I don't know how to hook up with a boy and come back! The drunkard's mind seemed to be disorganized by the alcohol, and he threw away his belt and bottle, grabbed Imiring by the hair, and began punching and kicking him.

Emiring finally couldn't suppress the tears in her eyes, she cried in a low voice, and said hoarsely: "Dad please, stop drinking"

"Rabbit cub, I want you to take care of it?!" The drunk man finished roaring and slapped Imili's little face.

The whistling palms were getting closer and closer, and Imiring closed her teary eyes and shrank her head helplessly, waiting for the moment when she would be beaten to a bloody pulp.

However, the expected pain did not come as expected, and instead a rough cry of pain came into my ears.

I saw that the drunk man was covering the back of his head with a painful face at this time, half-kneeling on the ground, and he was moaning and cursing constantly.

"You don't deserve to be a father, this noble word, you don't deserve it." Han Dui's cold voice came from behind the drunk.

At first, Imily didn't notice that the door was kicked open, let alone that Han Du had walked in, and the sudden upheaval made her stunned for a moment.

"Damn it, you're looking for death!" The drunkard's face was already red and purple, like a piece of pork liver, and he got up from the ground in a rage, turned around and rushed towards Han Dui.

If it had been before, Han Dui's punch would definitely have easily torn the drunkard's head apart, even if it only used one or two percent of his strength, it could have made him unable to get out of the hospital for a few weeks, but unfortunately, Han Dui no longer had such tremendous strength after losing his previous body.

In the past six months, Han Duan has not had any high-intensity battles, coupled with the discomfort of this weak body, he was caught off guard, and he was overturned to the ground by a drunk.

The drunk punched Han Dui two or three times in the face, and Han Du was quickly beaten to the point that his nose was bleeding.

"Bastard, you're dead!" The wounded Han Dui was like a bloody beast, he grabbed the drunkard by the hair like crazy, and slammed his forehead into the drunkard's nose with all his might.

No matter how powerful a person is, his face is also fragile, although Han Duan is not as strong as before at this time, he is by no means powerless, and this collision almost shattered the bridge of the drunkard's nose.

The drunkard's face seemed to bloom, black and red nosebleeds spurted out of his flat nose, and he let out a pig-killing scream at the same time, and sat down on the ground with his face covered.

Han Du is by no means a person who likes to suffer, whoever takes advantage of him, he will definitely pay it back a hundred times!

Han Dui stood up with red eyes, like a mad beast, he grabbed the wine bottle on the ground and slammed it down on the drunkard's face.

The hard beer bottle blossomed on the drunk's face, and his already beaten nose was completely sunken, and the flesh was so blurred that it made the scalp tingle.

"Dog thing, I'll let you hit me in the face!" Han Dui's anger was not appeased, he lifted the wooden bench not far away, and slashed an arc in the air, slamming it on the drunk's head with a thud.

Even if the drunk man is as strong as an ox, how can he withstand such a violent beating, his head is smashed by the bench, and the whole person is delirious.

Han Du let out a furious roar, and he jerked behind the drunk, reaching out and wrapping his forearm around the drunk's windpipe, as he began to exert his strength.

Han Du vaguely remembered that when he was fighting Sofina, the other party used a trick "Blood Hanging" on him, and at that time, he was strangled by Sofina within a few seconds.

Although Han Dui's body is not as good as before, he has not spent the past six months in decadence, he has read a lot of materials about martial arts, and found a "Qi Hang" that is more lethal than "Blood Hanging".

Blood strangulation is a move in which the upper and lower arms of the guò arm squeeze the carotid arteries on both sides of the enemy, thereby stunting the opponent for a short time, while air strangulation is a dangerous move that compresses the opponent's trachea through the guò forearm and causes the opponent to suffocate.

Although the effect of the qi strangulation is relatively slow, this kind of attack will damage the opponent's respiratory tissue, and even easily cause death, which shows that Han Duan is really angry at this time, and it seems that he has an endless momentum.

Han Dui's strength at this time is not too great, if the drunkard's body is in the best state, it is not impossible to get rid of it, but what's the matter, he was hit on the head by Han Dui repeatedly before, and the whole person was already dizzy, where is there still the strength to resist.

Seeing that the drunk man had begun to roll his eyes and his body twitched due to lack of oxygen, Han Du suddenly felt that his back was being hugged by a soft body.

"Don't want Han Dui," Imily's choked voice came from behind Han Dui.

"This kind of person, it's not a pity to die!" Han Du did not mean to let go, but increased the force in his hand, and was about to hang the drunk alive.

"Don't let him be bad, it's still my father" Imily hugged Han Dui's waist tightly, and pressed her little face against Han Dui's back, and the tears that flowed wet Han Dui's clothes.

Imiring's words were like a heart-clearing spell, making Han Dui's anger disappear in an instant.

Han Du silently glanced at the half-dead drunk, Yi Miling was right, even if this drunk was inferior to humans and animals, it was still her father, the person who gave birth to her and raised her, and raised her from a young age, there was no essential difference between Han Dui's own father.

If there is a difference, it can only be said that Emirin is not lucky, her father is not a good person, but Rao is so, and it does not change the fact that the drunk man is her father.

Han Du silently let go of his hand, and Imiring stopped it very quickly, and the drunk did not pass out due to lack of oxygen.

After Han Duan let go, the drunk man lay on the ground, greedily took a few breaths of air, and soon stood up with a rolling belt.

The drunk man glanced at the three of them with vicious eyes, then stumbled and rushed out of the house with a curse.

Han Du glanced coldly at the drunkard's back, he wiped the nosebleed on his face with his sleeve, and then gently hugged the crying Emiring in his arms, he stroked Imily's little head while saying slowly: "Milling, the so-called growth is to force you to be alone, stumbling and injured, stumbling and strong. ”

Han Du patted Yi Ling's little head, then squatted down to check Yi Hao's injuries, and he asked in a deep voice, "Mi Ling, do you have a first aid kit at home?" ”

Imiring quickly wiped away the tears on his face, nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, I'll bring it to you." ”

Yi Miling quickly rummaged through the cabinets and took the first aid kit, and after Han Du took over, he carefully looked at the wound on Yi Hao's head, fortunately, the fragments of the wine bottle did not sink into his flesh, and the caliber of the wound was not large, it should only be sterilized and bandaged.

Han Du took out iodine wine and gauze, helped Yi Hao treat the wound on his head, and then helped him carefully bandage it.

Yi Hao was not so traumatized, and he was also a young man, so he woke up quickly.

When Yi Hao saw Han Dui for the first time, he thought he was wrong, but when he wiped his eyes and found that the person in front of him was indeed Han Dui, he hugged Han Dui with a shout and cheered loudly: "Brother-in-law! It's really you! You're here to help us! ”