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Mu Yong struggled with all his might, but to his surprise, he could not move at all.

He had no idea what demon art Gu Xiaoxi had used, but just one foot pressing down on him rendered him completely powerless.

At that moment, Zhang Lin had led the police in a charge to catch Mu Yong’s subordinates and start rescuing everyone.

Whereas Gu Xiaoxi was completely immersed in her own problems, her eyes flashing red, like a wolf on the brink of rage, “Won’t talk, will you?

I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

She gradually increased the pressure under her foot on Mu Yong, making him feel as if all his internal organs were shattered, yet he couldn’t die.

After just two minutes of torture that felt like death, Mu Yong broke out in a cold sweat and began to beg for mercy, “I only know what the boss told me.

Gu Lirou appears to be in the antique business on the surface, but in reality, she is the number one hacker of the AIA association.

She offended people from some organization…

I really don’t know exactly how she died or who harmed her.”

Gu Xiaoxi narrowed her eyes dangerously.

She had checked the accident scene after her mother’s death; the person responsible had also died—it indeed seemed like an accident.

Could it be that this ‘accident’ was actually orchestrated by someone?

She had never left Luocheng since she was a child.

Her mother was often not at home and would find her a master to keep her company and take care of her, teaching her martial arts and such before she left.

So, she couldn’t remember how many masters she had had.

She had always thought that Gu Lirou was merely a businesswoman dealing in antiques, but unexpectedly she heard about…

the AIA association.

What exactly was that place?

Gu Lirou never let her come into contact with the outside world, saying, “Xiao Xi, Mom just wants you to be able to do what you like happily.

Being a star is good, at least you don’t have to live amid gunfire and bullets.”

At the time, she couldn’t understand the meaning behind her words.

Now, she sort of got it.

Mu Yong, seeing that Gu Xiaoxi wasn’t moving and felt his bones were about to be crushed, numb all over, said, “This is all I know, Gu Xiaoxi.

If you kill me, our boss will never let you off.”

Gu Xiaoxi scoffed, crouched down, grabbed Mu Yong by the collar, and asked, “What’s your boss’s name?”

“I know!

Dong Xiaorui, Gunsmoke Gate is a famous drug trafficking organization with many core members, and people like Zhang San who died recently were core members of it,” Zhang Lin explained.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaoxi dropped Mu Yong, knocked him out with a swift chop, turned around, and looked at Song Jingyi who was already at her last breath on the ground, “Are you okay?”

Song Jingyi’s face was covered with dust, and she was in so much pain from her injuries that she was nearly unconscious, yet she still tried to hold on, staring wide-eyed at Gu Xiaoxi.

She had to admit, the gap between her and Gu Xiaoxi was more than just a little bit.

“Gu Xiaoxi, there will come a time when I will be tougher than you,” Song Jingyi vowed through gritted teeth.

Gu Xiaoxi laughed, “Oh, got some spirit, have we?

No need to compare, your thieving and deceiving skills are definitely better than mine.”

Pfft!

Song Jingyi was so angry that she spat blood on the spot, “Gu Xiaoxi, I’m injured all over because of you, do you have no conscience at all?”

“You deserve it.

If you dare to steal from me again, I will definitely cripple you.”

Song Jingyi: “Damn!”

The highest level of disability is not being disabled, but being wasted.

Song Jingyi was about to pass out from anger.

She had finally understood Gu Xiaoxi’s way of doing things—infuriating people without paying for their lives, and beating them up with all the justification in the world.

Gu Xiaoxi seriously picked Song Jingyi up off the ground, her movements rough and unsympathetic, without a shred of pity.

Song Jingyi, with teeth bared and grimacing, cursed Gu Xiaoxi a million times in her heart.

She became a thief and a liar out of desperation, forced by the circumstances—how was that fair?!

Dammit!

Where was your compassion?

It’s about time it came back from running away from home!

The police were comforting the frightened children, while Song Jingyi was lifted into the ambulance.

Gu Xiaoxi pulled a check for ten million from her bosom and stuffed it into Song Jingyi’s hand, “This is for the orphanage, hold onto it and don’t lose it.

If you dare steal from me again, see if I don’t beat you to death.”

Song Jingyi felt the weight of the paper in her hand, though she did not know where Gu Xiaoxi had gotten so much money.

However, her every action, every look in her eyes, was unforgettable to her.

Even though she was always harsh with her words, she truly wanted to help the children.

This was the greatest and most indebted favor of all.

“Gu Xiaoxi, I’ll remember you.

One day, I’ll make you respect me,” Song Jingyi gripped the check in her hand, her dark eyes shining with determination.

“Pfft!” Gu Xiaoxi flipped her hair, too lazy to pay attention to her.

At this moment, her ankle was swollen, and the pain had made her take off her shoe to sit on a large rock by the road to examine the wound.

She had been beaten up by Mu Yong’s subordinates just before; although she wasn’t half-dead, she had certainly lost a layer of skin.

“Are you all right!” Zhang Lin was arranging for someone to take care of the children and suddenly saw Gu Xiaoxi sitting on the roadside rubbing her foot.

He quickly went over to check, and saw that her ankle was already swollen red.

“I’ll take you to the hospital to have a look!” Zhang Lin said anxiously.

“No need, I’ll drive myself there.

You should take care of the kids; there are many injured people,” Gu Xiaoxi said nonchalantly as she rubbed her foot.

Even though the injury was serious, she was already used to it.

For someone trained in martial arts, a bruised nose and a swollen face were nothing out of the ordinary.

It was at this time that Quan Shaoqing hurried over with his men, only to find that the situation had already been resolved.

Gu Xiaoxi was sitting on the ground, her clothes filthy and several bruises on her face.

Seeing him arrive, she opened her arms from afar and called out, “Zookeeper, come give me a hug!”

Quan Shaoqing walked over and stood in front of her, looking her up and down, “What happened to you?

You got beaten up!”

Gu Xiaoxi’s face darkened as she glared at him, “Can’t you not point out people’s shortcomings?” If she hadn’t been afraid that the children would get hurt, she would have cleaned up those scumbags long ago.

Quan Shaoqing squatted down, reached out, and lifted Gu Xiaoxi’s foot to look at the wound, “You’re badly hurt.

Hopefully, you’ve learned your lesson this time, try running around recklessly again next time.”

Gu Xiaoxi eyed Quan Shaoqing’s handsome profile with irritation, grinding her teeth.

Was he starting to control her already before anything had even begun?

A moment later, Gu Xiaoxi’s mouth curled into a mischievous smile, “Uncle, have you stopped having nosebleeds now?”

“Gu Xiaoxi!” Quan Shaoqing was about to reach out to hold her, but her words immediately made him withdraw his hand.

He was so furious that he was hopping mad, “Don’t call me Uncle!”

Was he really that old?

He was at most eight years older than her.

What a look!

“Then what should I call you?

Dear Zookeeper?

Shaoqing?

Ah Qing?

Daddy?

Mommy?…” Gu Xiaoxi squinted her eyes and smiled wickedly, finding it very amusing to tease Quan Shaoqing.

At his age, to still be so innocent…did he even have a girlfriend?

Had he ever dated?

But she had to admit, with his looks, if he said he was twenty, everyone would probably believe him.

“…!” Quan Shaoqing was grinding his teeth.

The shadow in his heart was growing larger.

It seemed this girl needed to be taught a lesson!

Lin Mi covered his face with his large palm, unable to watch anymore.

Sensibly turning away, he picked up Zhang Lin, who stood there stunned by Quan Shaoqing’s rage, and took him to the side to inquire about the situation.

He just couldn’t understand it; every time, with just a few words, Gu Xiaoxi could infuriate a man who was usually unflappable.

Indeed, there is always something to subdue something else in this world.

Thinking of Quan Shaoqing, who commanded the respect of many, his pride and stature imposing, even he had a day when he was stepped on.

And he was so willing to be trampled on; wasn’t this self-inflicted torture?