After leaving the Fu family's house, Yuan Zhuan walked home. Looking at the bustling streets, his mood was somewhat affected by Fu Dong.

This child has such a weak family bond that it's heartbreaking. This great calamity is something he was destined to go through. Even without the troublemakers in his family, it would have happened somewhere else. In short, it was a death calamity, one he couldn't escape. Because of her intervention, he survived, but at a huge cost. His lifespan shouldn't have been only three years.

She knew without being told that Fu Quan would definitely choose to let Fu Dong live, otherwise he wouldn't have let the Fu family perish because of Fu Dong.

However, the saying "those who survive a great calamity are sure to have good fortune in the future" is not without merit!

With the Fu family in Fu Dong's hands, their future looks promising!

Yuan Zhuan never expected that Feng Sanshui would dare to block her way. Just as she impulsively walked into a quaint alley,

"Feng Sanshui, you..."

thump thump...

The brothers Feng Sanshui and Feng Shanlang knelt down in front of Yuan Zhuan, pleading, "Sister, please help us! We'll be the knives in your hands!"

After leaving the hospital, Feng Sanshui didn't sleep all night, thinking about how to get out of the situation. He had no other way out; they had to survive.

The next day, he went to check on Yuan Zhuan's activities in the Tenth Street. He knew Cao Ming, a wealthy man who owned many properties. Recently, he had been busy looking for factory space to open a factory. In his spare time, he was busy working at Yuan Zhuan's small shop. Needless to say, he was working for Yuan Zhuan.

The eldest brother of the Cao family is the vice president of the Beiyu Chamber of Commerce, and his wife is the daughter of the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Needless to say, the Cao family will take over in the future!

He knew perfectly well how big the cake of Beiyu was, but Yuan Zhuan had saved the eldest son and his wife of the Cao family.

Not to mention Yang Ailan, who visited Yuan Zhuan's house several times, with cars picking her up and dropping her off—this fact doesn't need to be investigated; anyone could find out by asking her.

If this is still not enough to demonstrate Yuan Zhuan's ability, then he must be out of his mind!

"No." She'd be crazy to accept someone with dirty hands who wanted to work for her.

"Our old dock used to be under Xiong Hui, and the dock above Xiong Hui was Boss Jin, also known as Jin Laoban. Xiong Hui is no longer usable. Mad Dog has taken over Tenth Street. Once he takes power, he will definitely increase the profits in Tenth Street, and he will also bully men and women and commit all kinds of evil deeds. You can investigate the South Street and Siqing districts that he manages. The people there live a very miserable life. They lose all the money they earn. It's a notorious slum in the city." With a new gang leader taking over Tenth Street, Yuan Zhuan might not be afraid, but it will definitely be a lot of trouble.

Feng Sanshui understood this point, which is why he dared to bite the bullet and ask Yuan Zhuan to accept it.

"No one has complained?" Yuan Zhuan was somewhat incredulous. This was going too far; the government couldn't possibly ignore it.

This mad dog's behavior certainly lives up to his nickname. Just thinking about his reckless antics is enough to give Yuan Zhuan a headache. If another thug joins the Tenth Street gang, everyone's troubles will be endless. She's not afraid, but it will be incredibly annoying. Where does she find the time to argue with all these people every day? She can't possibly drive them all crazy, can she?

No wonder the country is looking for her.

Moreover, in this era, these things are simply unavoidable; a crackdown is something that will happen many years later.

trouble……

"Yes, he died the next day in a car accident. His wife and children went back to their hometown on the day he died, but we don't know whether he's dead or alive."

"Send me photos of this mad dog and his men."

"Okay, Sister Zhuan."

Yuan Zhuan: ...What the hell is Sister Zhuan?

"I'm still a student. Even if you come to me for help, there's nothing I can do." That's the truth.

"With your abilities, getting Mr. Jin to relinquish power should be no problem." It's not like you're asking him to kill someone, it's just changing the person in charge. If you weigh the pros and cons, Mr. Jin isn't stupid, why would he offend a terrifying feng shui master like Yuan Zhuan?

Yuan Zhuan looked at the two brothers thoughtfully for a while, then said, "Get up, let me look at the photos first. Let's go back!"

"Yes, sister!" the two brothers responded in unison, smiling excitedly. They stood up, bowed deeply, and then turned and ran, afraid that the person behind them might change their mind. Although they hadn't agreed yet, it shouldn't be long. After all, what they said was a matter of weighing the pros and cons.

Yuan Zhuan watched the two brothers leave, his expression somewhat unreadable in the darkness.

No matter how chaotic things got between these two, they didn't kill anyone, nor did they have any men under their command.

If she takes the right path, she might be able to survive.

"They were all destined to die violent deaths. If they get back on the right track, it will be a good deed," the system suddenly said.

"You know that already?" Yuan Zhuan scoffed.

system:……

“It’s expensive to keep people.” After a long silence, Yuan Zhuan suddenly said, “Should I expand my business? After all, we’re both keeping people, and we can’t do without either.” Cao Ming’s side had recently hired two young men, both college graduates, who were doing a good job, but were still a bit inexperienced.

On his way to school early in the morning, Yuan Zhuan didn't expect to see the two brothers again so soon, as he was intercepted once more.

"Sister, here's a photo."

"Nine o'clock at night, at the entrance of the bustling hotel."

"Yes, Sister!" The two brothers ran off excitedly. Calling an eight-year-old girl "Sister" seemed ridiculous, but only the two brothers knew how thrilled they were. They could only survive if they followed her! Survival—how wonderful!

Yuan Zhuan walked around looking at the photos.

Tsk...

That face, that menacing aura, tsk tsk...

He's got people on his hands! Quite a few! The key thing is, his life line is really long! If this continues, how many lives will he take?

When Yuan Zhuan entered the classroom, Wei Ding and the others all looked at her with profound expressions. Yuan Zhuan assumed that this kid was acting crazy again and sat down expressionlessly.

“Fu Mingle dropped out of school, along with the four boys who used to cause trouble with him. Their parents all came to withdraw in person, including Fu Jiu.” Wei Ding’s voice reached Yuan Zhuan’s ears, who remained expressionless. “Moreover, there was a notice of criticism posted on the bulletin board.” The speed was so fast that it was hard to keep up.

Even if they find someone, the school will still have to deal with it for a long time, and at least they won't be expelled so easily.

So, could it be that Principal Xu is not the only person behind Yuan Zhuan?

"So, don't mess with me, you understand?"

Wei Ding: ...

Han Yu: How arrogant! Too arrogant! What should we do?

Su Hao didn't even eat lunch. He bought two portions and rushed to the hospital to tell his friend the amazing news.

Tu Du listened attentively, nodded, and then began to eat in silence.

"Why aren't you surprised at all?" Su Hao pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, finding it strange that his friend wasn't surprised at all.

Fu Jiu personally expelled his son from school, and all those who bullied Tu Du were also expelled, not one was left out. Isn't that amazing enough?

"Is she your mother, um..."

"No," Tu Du quickly denied.

"Who is that?" Su Hao asked, a mouthful of rice in his mouth, deep in thought.

Tu Du slowly chewed the rice from the large pot, and suddenly realized that it actually tasted pretty good.

The girl's indifferent face flashed through my mind.

"He's a kind-hearted person." That one sentence ended the conversation, and the boy's pale red lips subtly curved upwards in the sunlight.