Chapter 177: She's practically a superhero!

The one who came this time was precisely the boss of Ya She Mao, and he had with him several professional bodyguards in suits and sunglasses.

Upon entering the store and seeing the situation, people's faces didn't look so good.

"Liu Zong…" the Ya She Mao boss awkwardly approached and, in the boss's ear, quietly described the specific situation.

The man called Liu Zong glanced at Ning Jinli, his gaze sweeping up and down for a few seconds, and a hint of covetousness appeared in his eyes.

Although his wealth and status didn't rank him among Xinghan City's upper class, he was still quite rich and powerful, with many women around him, but he had never before seen someone who combined youth, beauty, an exquisite figure, and a unique temperament all in one.

But, after all, women are just women.

In his eyes they were merely tools for amusement and leisure, not to be allowed to interfere with his serious business.

Immediately, he somewhat reluctantly let his gaze fall on Wu Sanye, who was sitting on the corner sofa.

Ning Jinli, out of basic courtesy, ignored Liu Zong's gaze, gracefully extended her right hand, and said, "Are you their boss? Hello."

"Heh, hello." Liu Zong seized Ning Jinli's delicate hand in one grip and shamelessly rubbed it a few times.

Ning Jinli frowned, pulled back her hand, and said, "My name is Ning—"

"Yo, Third Uncle!" Liu Zong ignored Ning Jinli's self‑introduction, put on a courteous smile, and strode up to Wu Sanye.

"I say, Third Uncle, this time it's just the junior folks down below being clueless and causing a ruckus; people of our standing shouldn't bother with them—give me some face, how about that?"

Wu Sanye had seen his attitude toward Ning Jinli just earlier.

Naturally, Wu Sanye was already somewhat displeased.

Moreover, since he basically had no dealings with this Liu Zong, he didn't want to give him a good look, and sneered, "Give you face? Who do you think you are?"

Liu Zong blinked slightly, a hint of gloom rising in his smile, and said, "Third Uncle, that's not right of you—I came all this way to deal with the situation, and you're speaking to me in that tone?"

"Or should I be thanking you?" Wu Sanye retorted directly, "I've been running around outside for over half a month, just opened the door without a break, and your people charged in and smashed the shop, even putting a gun to my forehead—if this gets out, where am I to put my face?"

Liu Zong's cheek twitched, and he turned his head to glance at Su Qiang.

Su Qiang knew he had messed up this time, dared not meet his gaze, and lowered his head to stare at the floor.

"Ah, Third Uncle," Liu Zong plopped onto the sofa, shoved Lao Yang aside, took Wu Sanye's hand, and chuckled, "I'll apologize to you; we don't need to make things too ugly."

Wu Sanye shook off his hand, "Is just an apology enough?"

"Then what do you want?" Liu Zong narrowed his eyes, "Do you really expect me to pay a few million? Extorting money isn't done like that—do I look like a sucker?"

Wu Sanye stared straight at him, "So you're not planning to pay?"

"Hahaha, pay, of course I'll pay," Liu Zong said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "After all, we're both just trying to make a living in Xinghan City; though we haven't dealt before, we're both people of standing, so let's each step back—I'll apologize, then treat you to a meal, and pay you three hundred thousand."

Wu Sanye laughed, "You're really generous—three hundred thousand! That's a huge sum."

"That's already plenty," Liu Zong continued, "You've only lost a few things that look expensive; I know they're just for show to fool laypeople—real treasures wouldn't be left out in the open like that. I'm no novice, so you don't need to try to fool me—three hundred thousand is enough to compensate for the junk that got smashed."

Next, Liu Zong raised his hand, pointed at Ning Jinli, licked the corner of his mouth, and asked, "This girl's not bad—is she one of yours?"

Wu Sanye didn't answer, but instead countered, "Anything else you want to say?"

Liu Zong said with ill intent, "My men only injured one of you, and that's just a minor scrape, but that girl injured four of my people, two of whom had their ribs broken by the sofa—so you still owe me compensation."

Wu Sanye gave a heh, cold chuckle, "Interesting."

Liu Zong immediately said, "Of course, I'll still give you three hundred thousand, and you don't need to pay me—just let your girl spend the night with me, and we'll call it even."

As soon as those words were spoken, Ning Jinli's face fell.

Lao Yang, who had been silently watching the situation from the side the whole time, also furrowed his brows.

Wu Sanye directly cursed, "You've got shit for brains? You smashed my store, trampled my face, and still want to take advantage of Miss Ning? Let me tell you straight—Miss Ning is the true boss of this shop and even of Baoyun Hall Company!"

Liu Zong blinked, turned his head to look at the angry Ning Jinli, then at Wu Sanye, and burst out laughing, "Third Uncle! Don't mess with me—how could a girl who hasn't even grown a full head of hair be the big boss of Baoyun Hall?"

"Who the hell is messing with you!" Wu Sanye jumped to his feet, pointed at Liu Zong's nose, and roared, "You! Apologize to Miss Ning right now!"

Liu Zong instantly felt his face couldn't hold up, and said in a grim tone:

"Only women have ever knelt and licked me; today I've opened my eyes to actually having to apologize to a woman. Even if this girl really is the big boss of Baoyun Hall, I could never apologize to her. Besides, the compensation method I just mentioned also needs to be changed."

Afterward he gave Ning Jinli a grim smile; although he was seated, his tone sounded condescending: "Miss Ning—or should I say, Boss Ning—I'll be frank: I've taken a liking to you. You injured my people, I can overlook that, as long as you follow me, I guarantee your Baoyun Hall Company will run smoothly, and nothing like today will ever happen again."

A girl in her early twenties, he genuinely felt, wasn't worth putting in his sights.

Not only could today's matter be easily settled, he could also take the other side down in one go.

Seeing Liu Zong actually turn the tables and even get uppity, Ning Jinli remained relatively calm.

But Wu Sanye grew angry, grabbed Liu Zong's collar in one fist, and said in a low voice, "You're looking for death?"

Liu Zong laughed and patted Wu Sanye's hand, "Considering you used to have some reputation in Xinghan City, calling you 'Wu Sanye' already gives you face—don't be clueless."

Wu Sanye's eyes flashed with a murderous light, "You mean you want to clash with me?"

"Heh, times have changed, Wu San," Liu Zong's eyes also gleamed with menace as he lowered his voice, "I might as well tell you, you truly aren't qualified to cross me; if I really get annoyed, a tiny Baoyun Hall I can crush outright, and you won't even be able to get by in Xinghan City."

"Huh? So arrogant?"

"Hah!"

Liu Zong snorted coldly, wrenched his hand free from Wu Sanye's grip, patted his collar, then walked up to Ning Jinli and said, "Boss Ning, did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard," Ning Jinli replied lightly, "Let me follow you in the future."

Liu Zong narrowed his eyes to slits, "Follow me, and there's only benefit, no harm—don't you still need to think about it?"

"You worthy?" Ning Jinli uttered three words with a half‑smile.

Liu Zong's eyes flashed with displeasure; usually, when other women acted this way toward him, he'd have given them a slap straight away, but seeing this girl was exceptionally beautiful and really hit his sweet spot, he was willing to give her a bit more patience.

"If I'm not worthy, then no other man is."

Saying that, he reached his hand toward Ning Jinli's waist, "The women I set my sights on never slip from my grasp, and you have no choice—unless you don't want your Baoyun Hall Company."

Just as his salty pig's hand was about to touch Ning Jinli's waist.

Ning Jinli suddenly seized his wrist, "Are you threatening me?"

Liu Zong's face still bore that unpleasant oily smile, "Yeah, that's a threat—how about it, come with me now?"

Ning Jinli's fingers slowly exerted force.

Liu Zong felt his wrist being pinched tight, yet he laughed and said: "Just now I heard from my subordinate that you have some strength, maybe you've trained before, tsk…… I like women like this even more, because in bed they're especially stimulating."

Ning Jinli's mouth slowly curled into a smile as she circulated her Internal Strength into her five fingers.

Crack—

Accompanied by a teeth‑aching shattering sound.

Liu Zong's wrist deformed between her slender fingers.

"Ah!" A pig‑slaughtering wail burst from Liu Zong's mouth.

He trembled all over from the pain, his eyes wide with a look as if he'd seen a ghost.

Ning Jinli casually let go, and he plopped down on the ground, clutching his wrist and yelling in pain.

"Liu Zong!" a few bodyguards rushed over.

They hadn't even had time to see clearly what had just happened.

Only when they got closer did they see that their boss's right wrist was twisted at an abnormal angle, and they were shocked, hurriedly helping him up.

"You…… you……" Liu Zong stared at Ning Jinli, shocked and angry, saying: "You…… you actually…… actually broke my hand!"

"Breaking just one of your hands is already lenient." Ning Jinli wore a faint smile, but her eyes flashed with cold light.

Such an expression on a young, pretty girl's face inexplicably made Liu Zong's liver tremble.

And the few bodyguards hearing their conversation found it hard to believe.

"Liu Zong, your hand……"

"Was it broken by her?"

"How did you do that? I didn't see her use any tools!"

By ordinary people's standards, Liu Zong's injury is truly beyond belief—they've never seen a person's wrist be twisted like that by another person without warning, let alone when the other party is a woman.

Liu Zong endured the pain and roared: "It was her! I want to kill her! No…… can't kill…… you guys first cripple her!"

"Why not send you to the hospital first?"

"Screw that! Get moving!"

"Yes, Liu Zong!"

Several bodyguards dared not delay any longer, and all lunged at Ning Jinli together.

However, even though they were trained professional bodyguards, their combat prowess was still several levels below that of Ya She Mao.

Yet after taking a punch from Ning Jinli, they all clutched their stomachs and knelt on the ground.

Ning Jinli had no technique to speak of, but ordinary people simply couldn't withstand the force of her punch powered by Internal Strength.

This was still her holding back, trying not to kill anyone, exercising great restraint.

Otherwise, Ya She Mao earlier and these bodyguards now would have died on the spot.

At this moment Wu Sanye was already dumbfounded.

At first, when Ning Jinli kicked the sofa and sent Ya She Mao's two lackeys flying, breaking their ribs, he only thought that Miss Ning might have gone off to specially train during this time.

Then, when Ning Jinli effortlessly knocked Ya She Mao to the ground, he thought Miss Ning had trained quite well.

Until he saw Ning Jinli crush Liu Zong's wrist with her bare hands, then use an ordinary punch to rupture the organs of several professional bodyguards, did he realize that Miss Ning was absurdly strong.

She's practically a superhuman!

God knows what happened to her during the time she wasn't in Xinghan City.

Could it be…… she took part in some secret human‑body‑modification experiment?

Only Lao Yang remained calm, after all he had already learned quite a bit about Ning Jinli from Shangguan Ying.

He was grateful that Ning Jinli's disposition was kind enough and her character excellent enough; otherwise, if anyone with even a slightly corrupt mindset gained her kind of power, the world would be dangerous.

Liu Zong saw that even his own bodyguards were no match for Ning Jinli; this situation truly shattered his worldview, so, enduring the pain, he pulled out his phone with his left hand and dialed for help.

"Young Master Yang…… save me…… save me!"

"This time I really did see a ghost…… otherwise I truly wouldn't dare bother you……"

"No…… nobody who can fight can handle this…… this girl is practically not human! Only…… only Young Master Yang, you need to step in personally……"

"Antique shop, yes, Baoyun Hall!"

"Yes yes yes, I'll be waiting for you!"

After much pleading, the person on the other end of the phone finally agreed to come and have a look.

Only then did Liu Zong feel relieved.

Lao Yang lifted his arm to check his watch, thought for a moment, got up and walked over to Ning Jinli, saying: "Miss Ning, I still need to go see my brother; otherwise I should just hand these people over to the police. I'll report back later and let the police investigate properly."

Ning Jinli also felt that dragging this on would waste time, so she nodded: "All right, then thank you for the trouble."

Afterwards she took a bodyguard's phone and gave it to Wu Sanye, asking him to call the police and explain the situation.

She and Lao Yang then left the antique shop ahead of everyone else.

By the time Young Master Yang, whom Liu Zong had called for help, arrived at the antique shop, the door was already shut.

Young Master Yang tried calling Liu Zong but couldn't get through, so he sent his subordinate to ask around nearby; only then did he learn that, just over ten minutes before he arrived, a squad of police had come and taken everyone away.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Yang wasn't worried at all and immediately had his driver take him there as well.

Arriving at the police station, in less than half an hour he had Liu Zong and the others released and taken to the hospital for treatment.

"I say, are your subordinates all pigs?"

Having learned the situation, Young Master Yang flew into a rage in Liu Zong's hospital ward, shouting: "It was just supposed to be a lesson for Wu Sanye—how did it turn into this mess? And now I have to go fish you out!"

Liu Zong stammered: "Young Master Yang…… I never expected it to turn out like that…… that woman…… she's abnormal! She's not human! She can crush my wrist with bare hands!"

"Enough! Stop spouting nonsense!" Young Master Yang was fuming and had no inclination to believe Liu Zong's fantastical account.

Liu Zong burst into tears, snot and tears streaming down, "Young Master Yang…… whether you believe me or not, but this hand of mine is truly ruined now…… it's all because of that woman…… Young Master Yang, you need to stand up for me!"