Chapter 195 -194: Falling from a Horse: Please Remember My Face (Extra)

Bao Liang took a step back and withdrew from the encirclement, issuing orders to his gang.

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Usually accustomed to acting tough and fearless, each of those underlings rushed forward recklessly as if their lives meant nothing.

Lu Mian, standing a few meters away, narrowed his eyes, a trace of coldness spilling from them.

However, at the instant they made their move, Xiao Qimo and Ye Jinwen exchanged a glance, an unspoken understanding between them. The two, who had been standing quietly, disappeared from view at a startling speed.

The underlings suddenly found themselves at a loss, standing there dumbfounded.

Too, too fast!

They had broken through the encirclement in an instant!

Lu Mian’s expression softened as she withdrew her gaze and let out a slight sigh of relief.

“So cool!” Despite reciting poetry under his breath, chubby Hao couldn’t help but shout. Then, from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Mian and expressed his surprise, “Bro Mian, why is your face red?”

Lu Mian gave him a sidelong glance, busy with something in her hands, expressionless.

Chubby Hao muttered to himself, “Recite the textbook, recite the textbook…”

“It’s up to you.”

Amidst the chaos, the scholarly man stepped out of the encirclement with ease, his manner nonchalant.

Ye Jinwen flicked his tongue, finally breathing a sigh of relief, “No problem!” As long as Qimo wasn’t within such an encirclement, he had nothing to worry about.

Xiao Qimo went over to the sofa and coffee table area and sat down with composure, crossing his legs while he accompanied Guo Shuitian in enjoying the show.

But Guo Shuitian was not so calm. Even if not panicking, his heart pounded furiously.

“I should go help Mr. Ye…”

Xiao Qimo shook his head, “No need.”

Indeed, there was no need. Ye Jinwen could handle it on his own.

The psychologist, who previously seemed like just a fun-loving character, now held a baby face as he got into the fight.

He was also a well-practiced expert.

Ye Jinwen struck swiftly. With the adversaries unarmed, it only took him moments to knock them down. The other underlings guarding Mrs. Guo and Guo Shuitian also rushed over, only to be dealt with one by one.

The difference in strength between the two sides was too great. Bao Liang and his thirty underlings were completely taken aback.

“You’re not the Guardian God of Wucheng, you are!” Bao Liang roared out loud.

Scratching his baby face, Ye Jinwen looked rather innocent.

He really wasn’t!

He was also looking for the Guardian God of Wucheng, the bastard who always stole their thunder, and he wanted to find him more than Bao Liang did!

“If you have any tricks up your sleeve, bring them on,” Ye Jinwen said, digging at his ears.

Bao Liang’s soul trembled.

Looking at his underlings who couldn’t even stand up straight after the beating, then at the two on the sofa chatting and watching the show, and at Guo Zihao reciting ancient poetry by the chair, he was bewildered.

The disparity in strength was just too great.

But did they really think it was all over? He still had an ace up his sleeve!

Feeling cornered, Bao Liang took out a timer from his pocket, threatening Ye Jinwen and the others, “Don’t come any closer, I’ll press it!”

Guo Shuitian’s fingers trembled with fear as he hurriedly looked toward his wife and son, his eyes reddening.

Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian remained equally unfazed.

Ye Jinwen ignored his threats completely and leisurely walked toward Bao Liang, relentlessly pressuring him and the underlings into a corner, where they trembled uncontrollably.

“No one is going to survive—”

As if resigned to his fate, Bao Liang roared, closed his eyes, and pressed the timer.

Seconds ticked by, yet—

There was no massive explosion as he had anticipated.

In a panic, Bao Liang looked at the timer, pressed it several more times in a frenzy, but still nothing happened.

In his shock and confusion, he saw Lu Mian, who had been tied up by the chair, casually stand up and stretch lazily.

Guo Zihao and Mrs. Guo also stood up, free of any threats.

Bao Liang’s eyes bulged as the underlings wailed and clung to the wall.

The final ace… was gone. How could this be?!

Lu Mian shook her head from side to side, stretching out her arms straight.

At that moment, she wore a wicked, malevolent smile befitting a demon that stepped out of hell—an angel with an exceptionally beautiful face yet wrapped in a dark and ruthless aura.

“Remember my face,” she said to Bao Liang and the others with a slight smile, her lips parting, “because… I am the one who annihilated you.”