Chapter 1987

Previously, Wang Kaixuan had already shown that state, always protecting A Xiang, and in Uncle Ming's cognition, he firmly believed that Yang Lusi's apparent comfort toward A Xiang was actually to borrow his hands to quickly deal with A Xiang first, but Yang Lusi did not want to bear such a bad reputation.

And the reason why Uncle Ming was being clever right now was because Uncle Ming thought that as long as he said this, Yang Lusi would immediately compromise; even if A Xiang really died, he didn't care, and in the end, Uncle Ming would have done Yang Lusi a favor.

But from a realistic perspective, many people would think that this meant it was not Uncle Ming who wanted to kill A Xiang, but Yang Lusi who wanted to do so.

This was the key point Uncle Ming thought he had grasped.

And the next moment, Yang Lusi looked at this Uncle Ming with a half-smile.

Intense anger had already welled up in Wang Kaixuan's eyes, but the most surprising thing was that A Xiang's expression was very calm.

At this moment, she should have been the most surprised, but unexpectedly, Uncle Ming said he wanted to kill her, and A Xiang was still not surprised at all. Wang Kaixuan glanced at A Xiang and understood immediately.

Actually, the life A Xiang had been living was not very good; this Uncle Ming was using her from a purely utilitarian perspective.

Miss Hong pushed up her sunglasses, sneered, and said: "Don't feel strange. Do you think he is any good? This person has never cared about anyone else, except for his two sons."

Miss Hong saying this at this moment had a hint of accusing Uncle Ming, and Uncle Ming glared at her fiercely again; in his self-cognition, his plan this time was very clever.

And using such a method could also protect himself, because the previous live stream had already told him that if he insisted on confronting Yang Lusi's group, they wouldn't even last two rounds.

Under this premise, Uncle Ming felt he had made the most correct choice.

Yang Lusi walked forward slowly, and Uncle Ming misunderstood her intention, hurriedly smiling and extending his hand, as if to prove that the two were cooperating happily. At this moment, the barrage also began to clamor.

【Is this old guy even human?!】

【From the moment I saw his sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked appearance, I knew he wasn't human.】

【After all, she is his goddaughter, and this A Xiang is truly very obedient.】

【How can this old bastard be so cold-blooded?!!!】

【What hurts me even more is that this A Xiang wasn't surprised at all when she heard she was going to die.】

【Perhaps the sunshine in her heart has long since ceased to exist.】

【No, if it didn't exist, she would absolutely not smile at Wang Kaixuan.】

【Perhaps for A Xiang, Wang Kaixuan is a glimmer of redemption in her tragic fate.】

With this barrage sent out, everything was immediately sublimated, and along with this sublimation, everyone did not discuss what Yang Lusi's purpose in coming forward was.

Because everyone watching the live stream knew too well what kind of personality Yang Lusi had.

The reason Uncle Ming misinterpreted it was because he believed that Yang Lusi's surface personality must hide a cruel nature.

So that was why he held such a mindset at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lusi walked up close, also raised her hand, and in an instant, in this dilapidated temple, one only heard a 'slap'.

This crisp sound almost shook another stone pillar until it broke; this description was not an exaggeration at all, because Uncle Ming was slapped so hard he spun in place three times, followed by spitting out two teeth, his mouth full of blood.

Yang Lusi had already tried her best to control her emotions; if she had added a few more points of force to that slap just now, she swore Uncle Ming's neck would have been dislocated instantly, and he would have completely left this world.

After all, it was a live stream state, and Yang Lusi did not take things to such an extreme; she left Uncle Ming a life, but Uncle Ming would basically need to recover for a few days in his current state.

It was just that Yang Lusi did not feel relieved enough by doing so.

Uncle Ming's bodyguard hurriedly rushed forward; perhaps whatever Uncle Ming did was correct to him; one could tell by his eyes that this person was a bit simple-minded and foolish.

Yang Lusi did not pay attention to the other party, and this bodyguard did not rush up, but hurriedly helped Uncle Ming up.

Uncle Ming did not even dare to breathe loudly now; he maintained a clear state, but the whole person was plunged into a state of confusion.

Since he had small cleverness, after being slapped, Uncle Ming immediately realized that the essence of his cognition had gone wrong.

At this moment, the barrage was also unanimous, all saying: "Well hit! Well hit!"

Nothing else.

It must be said that this Uncle Ming was really too good at attracting hatred. After doing all this, Yang Lusi walked slowly back to her team.

She took A Xiang's shoulder again and immediately said: "From now on, she is a member of our Second Archaeological Team, and has nothing to do with you anymore, understand?"

This was the purpose of what Yang Lusi said just now. If Uncle Ming had not been trying to be clever, perhaps he would not have met such an end.

But Uncle Ming insisted on saying those words, which led to him inevitably having such a result.

Uncle Ming did not dare to say a word of "no," and he hurriedly nodded incessantly.

Through that slap just now, the resentment in Wang Kaixuan's heart was also relieved quite a bit; he was now just looking at this Uncle Ming with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.

Regarding what Yang Lusi said, the official side did not give any other explanation; after all, Yang Lusi could decide everything for the Second Archaeological Team now, and whatever she said went.