C304 Challenge Tournament

"Don't you hit my parents, you bad guys, I'm going to bite you to death," the seven- or eight-year-old said.

"Ah, it hurts. Where did this little bastard come from? How dare you bite me? You are looking for death." The muscular man in a white shirt roared. He grabbed the little boy and threw him to the ground.

"Goudan'er, my child, are you alright?" his parents screamed at the same time