บท 59: Chapter 60 Gan Yuan's Wolfish Education (2)

He stepped back two steps, raised his hand to cover his nose, and crouched on the ground, screaming like a butchered pig.

"Jerry!"

Two women instantly screamed and rushed out, frantically supporting his shoulders. The boy named Jerry lifted his face, with blood already seeping between his fingers covering his nose.

Ever since Gan Tang was beaten at kindergarten when he was three, Gan Yuan had started teaching him simple combat skills.

The key points were only three words: fast, accurate, ruthless!

The little guy was small and not very strong; he wasn't likely to break someone's nose, but making it bleed was more than enough.

Walking forward, Gan Yuan took her son's hand and turned to leave.

If they couldn't get justice, they'd fight back—that was the wolf-like lesson she taught her son.

This world was naturally a place where the strong preyed on the weak. To not be wronged, you had to be the stronger one!