Don't Say You're Heartless (Modern Edition)

61 Acceptence

She kicked off the high wall of the alley, propelling herself into the air, then kicked off the other wall. She leaped over the heads of the crowd. The person who had tried to run barely took a few steps before Yang Qiong kicked him back.

"Trying to run before the matter is resolved? Who permitted you?" Yang Qiong kicked the person down, then kicked him back towards the crowd.

"You... who exactly are you?" The bald man was completely intimidated by her formidable skills.

"Shen Qiuhua's bodyguard. Baldy, your performance scared my employer, so I'm here to settle things. Don't think that having more people makes a difference. How many people do you think you need for me to deal with?"

Lu Shaojie couldn't help but shake his head. This was too arrogant!

"Listen up, I'm here to settle things. Once everything is resolved, I'll leave immediately. Shen family, Shen Qiuhua, and him." She pointed at Lu Shaojie, who had been watching. "Don't try anything funny. We can talk things out and we'll keep to our own business. If you force my hand..." Yang Qiong didn't continue, instead giving the bald man a cold smile.

The bald man had seen a lot but had never encountered someone so aggressive in front of him. He wanted to fight back but was still injured by Yang Qiong's stick. Every movement caused pain.

He signaled to a smaller, more nimble person. Receiving the signal, the smaller man said, "Sister, can we just give in? I need to use the bathroom."

Yang Qiong had no intention of making things difficult for them. Once things were clear, that was enough. She wasn't going to beat them up too badly. She let the man go.

The smaller man walked past Yang Qiong, bowing and showing respect. But as soon as he was behind her, his demeanor changed, and he drew a knife from his waist, aiming for Yang Qiong's back.

"Watch out!" Lu Shaojie shouted urgently.

Yang Qiong hadn't expected such treachery. Hearing the threat behind her, she didn't foolishly turn around. Instead, she leaned forward and kicked backward.

The smaller man, thinking he had succeeded, was delighted, only to be kicked from behind. The kick nearly cost him his life. The knife flew from his hand.

The bald man and the others didn't just watch- as soon as the smaller man attacked, they all charged at Yang Qiong with their weapons. They didn't expect the smaller man to be dealt with in one move. Yang Qiong caught the knife mid-air, landing gracefully and placing the knife against the bald man's neck.

Everyone froze.

"Playing tricks with me? It seems you won't be satisfied until you see some blood." Yang Qiong slightly adjusted the knife, making a shallow cut on the bald man's neck. Blood trickled down.

"Stop! Don't hurt him!" Although the cut wasn't very painful, having a knife on one's neck tested one's resolve.

"Don't say anything I don't want to hear, or the next cut won't be so shallow." Yang Qiong's expression was extremely fierce, like a bloodthirsty demon.

"I understand. This ends here. We won't bother Shen Qiuhua or Lu Shaojie again." The bald man was sweating profusely.

"And the Shen family," Yang Qiong added.

"Yes, and the Shen family. We won't provoke anyone related to Shen Qiuhua in the future. Is that acceptable?"

Yang Qiong nodded in satisfaction. "You're smart." She withdrew the knife.

"Hiss!" As the knife was pulled back, it left a second, deeper wound on the bald man's neck. Blood flowed quickly, soaking his clothes.

"This wound is to remind you of today's events. Don't worry, it won't be fatal." Throwing the knife to the ground, Yang Qiong waved to Lu Shaojie. "Let's go. Remember to give me the addresses of these people."