Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After quite a long time, Han Qian still didnât come out. Ye West Wind became a little impatient.
âXixi, should I send you home first?â
Father Jian had been staying at home recently. It was already late, and he was afraid that sister-loving Jian Shu would scold him again if he didnât send her back now.
âYou should go inside and take a look.â
Ye West Wind frowned. âYouâll stay here alone?â Is that okay?
âYes?â
Ye West Wind recalled the scenes of her beating others and said quickly, âThen you wait for me here, and donât go anywhere.â
Ye West Wind went inside to find Han Qian.
The night club seemed to become lively all of a sudden. Many people kicked up a fuss and the noise spilled out.
Ming Shu was wondering what happened and suddenly felt someone approaching her from behind.
She bent down and avoided quickly, left her original spot, then stopped two meters away before turning around.
Two men stood where she was just now, looking at her with some surprise.
They didnât seem to expect that a small girl would move so quickly.
Ming Shu gave two looks to the two men. âAre you...â
The two didnât seem to want to speak, though. They rushed at Ming Shu at the same time and from two sides.
Ming Shu looked at them calmly. Just as one of the men was going to approach her, she took out Little Beastie and threw it at him.
The man was hit straight off and fell onto a car which was parked by the roadside. He directly fainted without even making a sound.
The surrounding crowd backed away quickly for fear of trouble.
This was still a chaotic era.
Occasionally, fights between underworld forces might occur and it was rather normal.
Little Beastie rolled down to the ground after finishing its sacred mission, and it lay on the ground for a long time without moving.
Under the colorful lights, no one noticed its strange fur.
So sleepy.
My poop-picker threw me away again.
But I donât want to move.
Poop-picker, pick me up.
The other big man seemed to be frightened and his expression was ugly as if heâd swallowed a fly.
âYou...â
What did she throw?
Why did it make him fly straight out?
Ming Shu closed her lips and smiled, very tenderly.
She asked lightly, âDid Han Ying send you?â
Han Yingâs name seemed to pluck up the big manâs courage. He waved his hands and the muscle on his arms bulged, then he walked toward Ming Shu. âLittle girl, come with me if youâre sensible.â
âWhat if Iâm not?â
The big man revealed a ferocious look. âThen donât blame me for showing no mercy to a pretty little girl.â
âDo you know what tenderness toward women is?â
The big man: ???
Ming Shu dusted off her clothes and said slowly. âThatâs why you need to read books.â
The big man: ??? Why should he know that?
The man roared and rushed at Ming Shu.
Ming Shu knew that her weak body wouldnât allow her to fight head-on, so she chose to use a weapon.
The man watched the weapon that was pointing against his forehead and cold sweat began to stream down his cheeks. âWow, take it easy... take it easy.â
They hadnât been told that this small girl had such dangerous weapons before they came!
The girl who was holding a gun tilted her head slowly and met with the manâs eyes. âStill gonna fight?â
The big man: â...â Fight what!
No matter how hard their fists were, it was impossible to fight against a gun!
âDonât move, man. If the people behind me see me holding such a dangerous weapon and they call the police, Iâll probably be agitated; once Iâm agitated, I donât know if my hand will shake, and some accident might happen, peng...â
At this time, Ming Shu was almost completely blocked by the man, and the light was not bright around her. Ming Shu was hidden in the shadows, so the crowd standing at a distance couldnât see what she was holding.
But if the man moved aside, they would definitely see it.
âOkay okay, I wonât move.â
The manâs legs began to tremble.
Why is this small girl so weird.
Her voice was sweet, but what she said was so creepy.
This was a total losing proposition!
âWhatâs going on? Wonât they fight?â
âWhy are they motionless...â
The onlookers began to talk as they saw the battlefield quiet down.
Ming Shu asked the man, âDid Han Ying send you?â
âYes yes yes... He told us to take you someplace. We took the money and did the job, girl, we have no grudge against you, itâs true. Weâre possessed by money, but youâre generous, please, let us go this time.â
Ming Shu didnât need to threaten or torture the captives and the man told her everything immediately.
Han Ying originally wanted to take action in the night club.
But Han Qian went in, and Ming Shu didnât.
Ming Shu was accompanied by Ye West Wind. Later when Ye West Wind also went inside, they got the order and took action.
âWhat does he want?â
âThis... I donât know.â
The manâs eyes shifted; clearly he was lying.
âOh, my hand...â Ming Shu put her finger on the trigger and pressed a little tighter.
All she needed to do was release her hand...
âHe wants to ruin you!â the man roared.
âSo vicious?â
â...â The man didnât really know whether his employer was vicious or not, but he knew that the smiling girl in front of him now was very vicious.
She held a gun in broad daylight yet could still use that casual and unscrupulous tone to talk to him, what kind of person was she?
âWhere did Han Ying want you to send me?â
The man said the address, trembling.
Just at this moment, Ye West Wind came out while supporting Han Qian.
Han Qian didnât look right. Ye West Wind was covered with sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were messy, stained with blood.
âXixi.â Ye West Wind helped Han Qian come over. âAre you all right? Whoâs this... shit!â
Ye West Wind almost screamed.
Little ancestor, where did you get this weapon!
Ming Shu put away her gun and went to pick up Little Beastie, then came to the door and blocked a car. âGet in.â
Ye West Wind knew it was not a proper time to talk now, so he threw Han Qian into the car quickly.
The car then drove away fast.
The man fell to the ground, soft all over.
He was scared straight to hell...
Ming Shu sent Han Qian to the Han family, then went to the address the man told her.
âWhy are we coming here? Little ancestor, weâd better go home now.â Ye West Wind was very worried. âDo you still feel uncomfortable?â
âWait for me here, Iâll come down soon.â
âXixi...â
Ming Shu looked at him, and Ye West Wind didnât dare to move then.
He watched Ming Shu disappear into the unit buildingâs door.
Gritting his teeth, Ye West Wind followed her up.
It was very dark in the passageway and no sound could be heard. Which floor did Xixi go?
Ye West Wind was a little regretful. He should have followed immediately just now.
Ye West Wind didnât know which floor Ming Shu was on, so he had to look for her on one floor after another.
There were not many residences on each floor. Ye West Wind checked carefully and delayed some time, but fortunately he found it.
The residenceâs door was open and the scene inside could be seen very clearly.
Ye West Windâs eyes narrowed sharply.
âXixi!â
Ye West Wind rushed straight in without thinking and stood in front of Ming Shu. The sharp knife pierced into his shoulder.
âAlas.â
The knifeâs owner was a little confused and murmured a moment later, âYe West Wind, youâre really annoying.â
Ye West Windâs face paled and lost all blood, but his eyes glittered with ferocious light like an irritated beast. âHan Ying, donât you dare touch her!â