Chapter 87
From a distance, a group of children was seen throwing stones at a teenage boy. As soon as Samuel saw the boy
crying in pain, he sped up his pace and walked
over.
"Stop it, what are you guys doing?" Samuel shouted.
The group of little goons were acting lawlessly and were not afraid of Samuel. The two slightly older guys even
yelled at Samuel.
"Who are you? What does this idiot have to do with you? We're hitting him, not you. Nosy fella."
"Look at this idiot. He's still laughing! This means he likes to be hit."
After saying that, the group of children threw stones a t him again.
Samuel stood in front of Asher Zandt.
Florinda gave him that nbecause she hoped that Asher could always be happy and blessed, but what she
did not know was that her son had beca plaything for the naughty kids around him.
"You're an idiot too. You actually want to take the beating for him."
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"I didn't expect another fool to show up. Hit them."
Under the leadership of two elder individuals, the
remaining kids began picking up stones on the ground again.
Samuel walked to the eldest one, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him into the air. "You little devil. If your
parents won't teach you how to be a man, then I will."
Holding something against children was not Samuel's style, but he really could not take it anymore and slapped
the boy in the face.
"You hit me? How dare you hit me?" The boy looked at Samuel with an expression of disbelief, as if being beaten
was a very foreign experience for him. Samuel had no idea how that ghetto brought up such an unruly little devil
boy.
"I'm warning you. If you bully Asher in the future again, | won't let you off so easily." Samuel flung the boy and
threw him on the ground.
The little boy looked at Samuel with vicious eyes and gritted his teeth before saying, "Just you wait. I'll come
back and get my revenge soon."
Once the oldest ran away, the other little kids followed him and made themselves
scarce.
Samuel walked over to Asher. Although the boy's expression sported a silly smile, there were traces of fear in his
confused eyes. Samuel comforted him," Don't worry. I'm not a bad person. No one will dare to bully you in the
future again."
Asher smiled and shouted, "Big Brother."
Samuel felt sbitterness in his heart and said," Let's go home, Big Brother will cook for you."
The hwas very small and had only one room; they cooked and slept in the sroom.
Asher sat down on a plastic stool and looked at Samuel quietly. Samuel realized that the scene was probably
similar to when Florinda was cooking.
There were no fresh vegetables at home, and there was only a plate of leftovers in the wooden cabwhere
the tableware was kept in. After Samuel cooked the meal, he said to Asher, "Be good and wait for Big Brother at
hokay. I'll go out to buy you sdelicious food."
Asher nodded expectantly, like a chicken pecking at rice.
Samuel had just only left when the guy whom Samuel slapped cto the house with a few adults, who were
likely his parents.
"Where's the guy, you little idiot? Where did that person just now go?" the little boy asked after giving Asher a
merciless punch in the guts.
Asher hugged his head in fear and burst into tears.
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"Dad, what are we going to do? He probably ran away already," the little boy turned his head and said to one of
the grown men.
The grown man's nwas Simon Yannick. He was the gangster leader in the ghetto and the reason why
his son was brave enough to terrorize the area.
The ghetto was a no man's land. Since it was a place where one could not get any profits, people like Johann
would not pay attention to the area at all, thereby allowing speople to make a nfor themselves.
Simon was very good at fighting and successfully made his nfor himself in the ghettos. Everyone would call
out Brother Simon when they saw him.
Despite his poorness, his status remained rather high within the ghetto.
After hearing that his son was beaten, Simon immediately brought someone over
to settle scores, but he was one step too late.
Still, he could not just drop the matter like that.
"Drag this fool out for a beating. We'll vent out our anger on behalf of my son," Simon said to his subordinate.
Even though Asher was a sick boy, several of the goons pushed Asher out of the house and started punching and
kicking Asher.
The little boy looked at Asher triumphantly and seemed to enjoy the process very much.
"Son, if you're still angry, Dad will send someone to find that person and ask him to kneel and apologize to you."