"Asshole, you think you're tough?" Quan Xiangyu clutched his belly and shakily stood up, his face distorted with cruelty.
Quan Dongyi's expression remained indifferent, a coldness sweeping across his face, "If you two kneel and beg for mercy now, and let this little girl spend the night with me, maybe I'll spare your dog lives!"
Quan Dongyi's words were directed at Lin Mo.
At this moment, Lin Mo was still calmly seated on the sofa, showing no fear or panic even though the other party had pulled out a gun.
Liu Jing was already scared pale, having lost her wits from fear.
The opponent had a gun; neither Lin Mo nor Yingzi could fend off the other party's attacks anymore.
"How dare you insult my master?" Yingzi's eyebrows shot up and she kicked Quan Dongyi in the chest. Before Quan Dongyi could react, his sternum was crushed, and his eyes bulged in agony. He opened his mouth wide, unable to make a sound.
The young man holding the gun, seeing his elder brother hit by Yingzi, immediately pulled the trigger.
At that moment, Yingzi stretched out her pale jade hand, and with a swift wave, a clear metallic clashing sound rang through the air. The bullet was actually blocked by her palm and shot back directly into the young man's forehead, leaving a bloody hole.
Seeing this, Quan Xiangyu was so frightened that he plopped onto the ground, and the other gangsters also backed away a few steps, their faces filled with horror.
Could someone who could reflect bullets still be human?
Quan Dongyi lay on the couch, his eyes widened in disbelief.
In Han Country, there were also special groups such as Martial Arts Masters, Ninjas, and Onmyoji. Quan Dongyi had heard that some of the Han Country's Martial Arts Masters or strong practitioners were impervious to bullets, but he hadn't expected to meet his match this time.
"Do you still want to fight?" Yingzi coldly snorted, lifting her pale chin with a bit of a righteous heroine's air.
Quan Xiangyu, terrified, knelt on the ground with a thud and hurriedly cried, "Spare me... spare my life."
Quan Dongyi was also pale, with blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. Yingzi's kick had broken several of his ribs, which had even penetrated his lung. Without prompt medical attention, he might die here.
"Alright, let's go," Lin Mo stood up and looked at Yingzi.
"Yes, Master," Yingzi obediently nodded her head and followed Lin Mo towards the exit of the private room.
As they reached the door, Yingzi paused and turned to look at Quan Dongyi and the others, "If you dare to bother Boss Liu again, I'll break your legs."
With that, Yingzi and Lin Mo left the private room.
After a few seconds of silence in the room, someone finally asked, "Big Brother, our brother is dead. Should we call the police?"
"Damn it, we're Underground Forces. You want me to go to the police? How are we supposed to survive in the industry after that?" Quan Xiangyu cursed loudly.
"Big Brother, how are you?" Quan Xiangyu stood up, walked over to Quan Dongyi, and called, "Quickly, let's get Big Brother to the hospital."
At this time,
those who had left the KTV, including Long Jianfeng, all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Will those two left inside be killed by Quan Dongyi?" a green-haired young man asked.
"This is a bustling area, and they are both from Huaxia; Han Country doesn't dare to provoke the Huaxia people now, at least they wouldn't dare to kill them or it would blow things up. However, enduring a bit of humiliation is inevitable," Long Jianfeng lit a cigarette and leaned against his BMW, finally showing a trace of composure on his face.
Jiang Wei sneered, "Of all people to mess with, why provoke the Bloodthirsty Society? Isn't that just asking for death?"
Nie Ping also shook her head, seemingly sighing again for Lin Mo and Yingzi.
"Mr. Long, won't you help them?" Liu Jing walked up to Long Jianfeng's side, biting her lip, head bowed, looking pitifully distressed.
Long Jianfeng took a puff of his cigarette, blew out a white ring of smoke, and after scrutinizing Liu Jing from head to toe said, "You are quite beautiful, but no matter how pretty, you are just like any other woman, I am not going up against Quan Dongyi just for you."
Liu Jing didn't expect Long Jianfeng to be so crude in his speech, she felt both furious and resentful, clenching her fists; she was really worried about Lin Mo and Yingzi's safety right now.
"Let's go, we'll continue to have fun elsewhere." Long Jianfeng didn't even glance at Liu Jing; he didn't want to invite trouble.
Speaking thus, Long Jianfeng wrapped his arm around Jiang Wei's waist and headed down another street, leaving Liu Jing to deal with the cold wind by herself.
By the time Liu Jing hazily got back to the restaurant, she suddenly saw Lin Mo and Yingzi sitting inside eating, causing her to freeze momentarily before her eyes filled with tears, "You... How come?"
"Xiao Jing, why have you only just come back now?" Yingzi turned her head, looking at her suspiciously.
"You guys are all right?" Liu Jing breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought Lin Mo and Yingzi would definitely have been severely beaten by Quan Dongyi, but seeing no trace of bruises on their faces.
"What happened?" Liu Yanlan came out of the kitchen at that moment, carrying a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.
"Mom, it's nothing," Liu Jing shook her head. She didn't want to tell her mother about what had just happened and make her worry.
Lin Mo, looking at Liu Yanlan, said, "Boss, your cooking is excellent. Would you mind getting me another bowl of rice?"
"Sure thing," Liu Yanlan smiled and went back into the kitchen to serve Lin Mo rice. Yingzi pulled out a gift box and said, "Your friend threw your gift into the trash can; I casually picked it up for you. Those kinds of friends, you shouldn't keep."
"Thank you, Sister Yingzi," Liu Jing wiped the tears from her eyes.
After dinner, the Boss provided Lin Mo and Yingzi with a guest room.
"Master, maybe you should sleep inside, and I'll go find somewhere else to cultivate," Yingzi murmured, her face blushing.
The boss clearly mistook them as a couple, hence provided only one guest room.
"No need, just meditate here, and I'll take this chance to check your cultivation progress," Lin Mo said indifferently.
"Okay."
Yingzi crossed her legs on the bed, and wisps of white Spiritual Energy continuously gathered towards her body from all directions. Lin Mo stood by, frowning, and said, "The Cultivation Technique you're practicing has some flaws, let me help you."
Saying this, Lin Mo placed his hands on Yingzi's shoulders and immediately used his True Qi to guide Yingzi's True Qi through a new cycle in the body's meridians.
"Tongqiao Acupoint, Handan Acupoint— you're moving too fast at these two spots, you can't push open the meridians. Pay more attention during your cultivation in future."
"Understood, Master."
Yingzi had been following him for over half a year, but she had only been cultivating for a few months. Yet, in this short time, her True Qi had already reached an extremely robust Realm, just a thin veil away from becoming a Martial God.