From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables Chapter 78 – 059 Slapping the Face (First Update)_3

Chapter 78: 059 Slapping the Face (First Update)_3

After several rounds, he hadn’t gained any advantage, but rather, he was kicked to the ground like a dog eating shit by the opponent stepping on his shoulder.

As he fell to the ground in embarrassment, he incredulously looked back to see the young man with his arms crossed, his chin slightly raised, his eyes shining from beneath the brim of his cap, and a proud and arrogant expression on his face, his right hand clenched into a fist, the thumb pointing downward.

“So, the subordinates of the Qinglong Association’s head are such losers. What an embarrassment.”

Ye Jian finally realized what was strange about his accent – it was the accent foreigners often had when speaking Mandarin.

“You… where are you from, you little brat? Don’t you want to live?” Ye Jian rubbed his buttocks and got up, finding the teenager’s martial arts quite extraordinary.

Four more men suddenly emerged from the darkness, each of them tall and strong.

The teenager raised his eyebrows and beckoned with his fingers, saying extremely arrogantly, “Come on, all of you.”

The four men looked at each other and felt extremely humiliated, so they rushed at him from four directions.

Though it would be disgraceful to win in a four-on-one fight against a weak teenager, this teenager was just too arrogant for them to bear.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes watched all this with great interest.

“Hall master, this teenager is really overestimating his own abilities. Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning are experts personally chosen by you. With my senior brother and I working together, it’s hard to handle even one of them. It’s really giving this kid too much credit for the four of them to go together,” Ye Shuang said indignantly.

The man raised an eyebrow, “Don’t speak too soon. Be careful that you don’t end up with a slap in the face.”

Ye Shuang looked again and saw the teenager skillfully moving within the four men’s encirclement. He was neither losing the advantage nor gaining much, but this was already unbelievable.

Wind was good at close-range attacks and excelled in speed; Rain’s palm techniques were soft and fluid, like water; Thunder’s movements were as fierce as thunder, swift and vigorous; Lightning’s attacks were rapid, with deadly one-hit kills.

Each of the four had their own unique characteristics and complemented each other. They were all experts when separated and undefeatable when working together.

This was Qinglong Association’s greatest contribution to its rise and the sharpest weapon in Ran Tengxiao’s hands.

However, at this moment, the fragile-looking teenager dodged and moved, agile as a swimming dragon. It was as if he had eyes all over his body, accurately anticipating Lightning’s sneak attack from behind. He leaped up, his legs wrapping around Lightning’s hands, while his left and right hands simultaneously landed on Wind and Rain’s shoulders. His body rolled in the air, and the three of them were thrown away at the same time. As they landed, he slid under Thunder’s crotch, climbed onto his back, his knees pressed against Thunder’s ribs, one hand gripping Thunder’s throat, and the other holding a dagger up and stopping right in front of his eyeballs.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that one could barely see more than a blur. Everything was already settled.

“*Clap, clap, clap.*” From the darkness came the sound of resounding slaps.

A man emerged from the darkness, looking at the teenager with great interest, “Not a bad skill you got there, want to consider working under me?

Ye Shuang exclaimed, “Hall master, this kid has an unknown background. What if…”

Ran Tengxiao paid her no heed; he only stared at the teenager, his tone like a big bad wolf luring Little Red Riding Hood. “You can think about it. House, car, women, wealth, power – everything you want, I can satisfy you.”

The teenager jumped down from Thunder and said disdainfully, “Who wants those things?”

“Then what do you want? Just say it, and I will definitely agree.”

“I want to kill you, will you promise that?” The teenager’s proud eyebrows were extremely cold.

Ye Shuang scolded, “What nonsense are you spouting, brat? Tired of living?”

Ran Tengxiao laughed, “As long as you give me a satisfactory reason, I’ll consider it.”

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The teenager snorted coldly, “All of the people in Qinglong Association don’t keep their promises. You’re his nephew, so you must be even worse.” Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes, “Oh? Do you know my uncle?”

The teenager hesitated for a moment, then continued venomously, “Ran Bowen betrayed his promise and killed my father. He’s already dead, but he has a son. I must kill his son to pay the debt.”

Silence enveloped the whole courtyard for an instant. Ye Jian hung his head in silence, Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning’s breathing slowed, and Ye Shuang’s eyes widened in shock.

In this suffocating silence, Ran Tengxiao laughed softly, asking gently, “Who is your father? How did you find out that my uncle has a son?”

The teenager seemed somewhat annoyed, “What reason do I have to tell you? You and Ran Bowen are the same, all betraying your promises. I will never work for people like you..”