"But Sister Yan, I must say your body is too heavy, those two balls of yours must weigh a few pounds each."

Ye Luo looked at Yan Ling and started joking.

"Nonsense!"

Yan Ling’s face turned red, a flush spreading across her cheeks.

"Kid, go to hell!"

However, at that moment, Guang Liang revealed a cold smile, holding a weapon in his hand and pulled the trigger at Ye Luo, a bullet whizzing out into the dark night.

And in the instant that bullet was fired, Ye Luo sensed it, holding Yan Ling and dodging swiftly, the bullet grazing his back as it passed.

Whoosh!

Another Silver Needle shot out, piercing Guang Liang’s body and rendering him unable to move.

Ye Luo put down Yan Ling and walked straight up to Guang Liang.

"Why are you so annoying, continuously attacking me over and over again? Seems like you think I’m a man who won’t lose his temper, huh?"

Ye Luo said coldly, his hands gripping Guang Liang’s wrists and forcefully crushing them, eliciting a piercing scream as Guang Liang’s hands were shattered by Ye Luo’s grip.

"You just tried to cripple my legs, now I’ll return the favor."

Ye Luo said with a smile, sweeping his legs out and shattering Guang Liang’s legs. The man collapsed to the ground, unable to struggle or move, only able to endure the pain with eyes filled with intense fear.

"Please, spare me, I beg you!"

Guang Liang looked at Ye Luo, his voice calling out as his eyes shimmered with deep fear.

"Sorry, although I’m quite merciful, I’m not a pushover. I let you off before, yet you still pushed your luck, but I’m not one to kill people—I don’t like that. It’s better to let you live on as a person who can’t move or speak, a living dead." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Ye Luo said and then pressed on Guang Liang’s body again. Now, the man couldn’t even speak, and with his limbs crippled, he had truly become a living dead.

"Let’s go."

Ye Luo walked up to Yan Ling and said.

"Um, what about them?"

Yan Ling said, glancing at the people around.

"They have nothing to do with me."

Ye Luo said, pursing his lips, his eyes sweeping over the people who still stood around. In an instant, those people looked at Ye Luo with fear in their eyes. They no longer cared if their boss was dead or alive and started to run away.

With a smirk, Ye Luo took Yan Ling, got into the BMW, and quickly left the scene, returning to the villa district.

But as soon as the BMW arrived outside Luo Jingxuan’s villa, they saw several police cars parked there, their lights flashing.

"What’s going on? Why are there police cars? Don’t tell me you called them?"

Yan Ling got out of the car and asked Ye Luo.

"No, I guess it’s not about you."

Ye Luo got out of the car, his eyes slightly narrowed, he said.

The two walked straight into the villa, only to find many police officers inside, among them the irritable female officer Yang Bing Ning was also there, talking to Luo Jingxuan. Seeing Ye Luo come in, her eyes quickly swept toward him.

"Ye Luo!"

Yang Bing Ning stood up, looking at Ye Luo and spoke in a stern voice, her expression still as cold as ever.

"Hi there, beautiful police officer sister, we meet again. Why did you take the trouble to come to my place? Did you miss me?"

Ye Luo looked at Yang Bing Ning and couldn’t resist teasing her.

"Ye Luo, you are now suspected of involvement in a street racing death case. Please come with us to the police station for an investigation,"

Yang Bingning said to Ye Luo with a stern voice.

"All right,"

Ye Luo did not argue and nodded his head.

"What’s going on? How did you get involved in street racing? And someone died?"

Luo Jingxuan walked up to Ye Luo, asked in a low voice, and looked at him with furrowed brows.

"It has nothing to do with me. Don’t worry. I’ll go with them first and talk later. Sister Yan got a bit of a scare; please comfort her,"

Ye Luo said to Luo Jingxuan, then followed Yang Bingning and the others out.

"What’s going on here?"

Yan Ling had a puzzled expression on her face.

"Sister Yan, I’m glad you’re okay. I’ll take care of Ye Luo’s situation," Luo Jingxuan said, her eyes flashing an unusual light.

In a police car, Ye Luo sat in the passenger seat, with Yang Bingning driving beside him.

"Do you know who died tonight?"

Yang Bingning asked sternly.

"Who? It seems like it was some racing king, right? But what does that have to do with me? The guy simply couldn’t drive, then went off a cliff. I’m innocent, beautiful police sister. When we get to the station, you’ve got to stand up for me,"

Ye Luo said with an innocent and pitiful look on his face, the picture of innocence itself.

However, Yang Bingning ignored all that and said coldly, "The deceased was named Che Taixian, the second young master of Goryeo’s Che Corporation—a leading conglomerate with deep ties to the Goryeo government."

"He came to Zhonghai planning a major business investment, which the Zhonghai government took very seriously. Now that Che Taixian is dead, it has alarmed many people already, and the Che Corporation is outraged. There is a good chance the blame for this incident will be put on you, considering that Che Taixian died racing with you."

"Damn it, isn’t this framing me?" Ye Luo said indignantly, still looking innocent.

"No matter what, with Che Taixian dead, someone must be held responsible, and you are the most suitable candidate. For the sake of appeasing the Che Corporation’s anger, I’m afraid the higher-ups might also proceed in this way."

"Alas, the world is too dark. I should just go back to my deep mountains,"

Ye Luo sighed.

"Even if you wanted to leave now, it would be impossible. There are many people watching you, and you probably won’t even be able to escape from Zhonghai. But don’t worry, I’ll think of something. After all, you are not the killer,"

Yang Bingning assured him.

"Hey, beautiful police sister, you’re helping me so much, could it be that you’ve really fallen for me?"

Ye Luo looked at Yang Bingning with a mischievously charming smile.

"Ah, why do I have to be so handsome, making so many beauties like me, it really goes against the natural order,"

Ye Luo hummed with self-satisfied pride, but was met with a pair of Yang Bingning’s cold and icy glares, and finally stopped talking with a pout.

In less than two days, Ye Luo was brought into the police station for the second time. Last time he came in as a hero who saved someone; this time, he was a murder suspect—the difference was quite substantial.

It was the same familiar interrogation room where Ye Luo sat listlessly.

At that moment, in the office of the police chief, Hong Zhentao was on the phone, nodding continuously.

"All right, I understand,"

After hanging up the phone, Hong Zhentao’s brows were tightly furrowed. Yang Bingning then walked in.

"Chief, Ye Luo has been brought back. However, according to our investigation at Qifeng Mountain, Che Taixian’s plunge from the cliff has nothing to do with Ye Luo,"

Yang Bingning reported to Hong Zhentao.