Qing Ning hates being compared to others. Ever since she appeared in the picture, the other person has been constantly bringing up things like "blue roses" and "blue roses"...

This is so annoying!

Who cares about blue roses or purple roses? Such lame names! Qing Ning has decided that if she ever runs into one, she'll beat it up first!

"...Don't mess around, those are our own people."

Xia Che was startled and quickly tried to dissuade Qing Ning from her idea.

The Four-Colored Roses are the original owner's core group, and apart from the Yan Yun Gang, they are the only other force loyal to the original owner.

Given my current situation, being neither loved by my uncle nor my maternal grandmother, it's already a rare blessing to have someone who cares about me, is willing to help me, stand up for me, and wholeheartedly consider my needs.

If two of your own people start fighting...

Although Xia Che was quite happy to watch beautiful women fight, he would definitely stop it if it actually happened.

But now Qing Ning is like a powder keg that has been lit. Anyone who touches her will be blown to bits. Xia Che tried to persuade her a couple of times, but seeing that she wouldn't listen, and with the members of Group R rushing over, he had no choice but to give up for now.

Let's try to persuade them after we get back...

Xia Che wisely hid in the back. He was just an ordinary person now, and any member of Group R could easily use him as a punching bag. This had already been proven at the venue, so it was better to stay away.

With Qing Ning's skills, dealing with this group of people would be more than enough.

"The mighty September... and according to the setting that Qing Ning gets stronger when facing stronger opponents, when her buffs are fully stacked in the later stages of the manga, she might even be able to hurt Su Miaorou. How can these people be a match for her?"

Xia Che stroked his chin, hiding at the very back, feeling a pang of regret.

If there were a bench and some sunflower seeds, that would be even better.

A group of beautiful girls fighting is a scene that's second only to beautiful girls fighting each other.

Only Qing Ning doesn't have mind-reading abilities. If she could hear Xia Che's thoughts at this moment, she might just team up with Group R to beat Xia Che up first, and then settle the score between them.

The mouth is a bit too chattering...

But thankfully she didn't know.

Nearly thirty members of Group R rushed over, creating a very imposing scene.

After all, reality is not like a movie. It's difficult for an ordinary person to take on two opponents at once, let alone dozens.

Even if someone is skilled in martial arts, being able to take on ten people at once is already the limit, and even that is rarely seen.

but……

Qing Ning is neither an ordinary person nor a martial arts expert.

She was a top-tier assassin, ranking among the best in the assassin community.

A bottom-ranked R group?

That's not enough.

If we send out the Xing family's top action team, they might be able to put up a fight against Qing Ning.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

The members of Group R were destined to be easily defeated by Qing Ning, and the situation on the field became one-sided almost instantly from the very beginning.

Whenever Qing Ning makes a move, someone is bound to fall down with a scream.

Or it can just fly out.

If they can't even connect a single move, this is no longer a fight, but a one-sided massacre.

Just like a seasoned butcher with over thirty years of experience facing a group of fat pigs with their hands and feet bound and ready to be slaughtered, there was no suspense from the very beginning.

For a moment, the field was filled with the sounds of ping-pong.

Thuds and screams filled the air as living people were used as punching bags, flying everywhere.

Xia Che felt that he had only smoked one cigarette, and before he had even finished it, the outcome of the match had already been decided.

Only Qing Ning was standing. In front of her, Xing Zhicheng was slumped on the ground. Apart from Xing Zhicheng, who looked slightly better, everyone else was either lying down or sprawled out. One of them had even fallen headfirst into the roadside green belt, with only his buttocks showing, which made the people from Sichuan and Chongqing ecstatic.

"Who...who exactly are you?"

Xing Zhicheng's hands were trembling; his fighting ability was practically nonexistent.

After all, having reached the position of third-in-command, Xing Zhicheng no longer needed to train himself. He might as well use that time to recruit a few experts to be his bodyguards.

The effect is the same anyway.

Aside from some basic self-defense techniques, Xing Zhicheng was just an ordinary middle-aged man who had never even met Qing Ning before. The other party only glanced at him, and Xing Zhicheng couldn't take it anymore. He sat down on the ground with a thud, and there was no trace of the demeanor of the third master of the Xing family left him.

"My status? Hmm... It's more appropriate for your boss to come; you're not quite qualified."

Qing Ning glanced at it and then looked away, uninterested.

The Assassin's Guild has only declined; it was once glorious.

At the height of her power, the Xing family was not even worthy of her attention.

Even though it has fallen on hard times, confronting a third-in-command still makes Qingning feel like a tiger fallen into a pit.

Naturally, I couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

"I've never heard of a master like you in Jiang City. Are you Xia Che's trump card? Hmm... that's it. I knew he wouldn't go out alone. In this situation, he couldn't possibly be without the Four-Colored Roses. So you're involved?"

Xing Zhicheng let out a deep breath, a look of realization flashing in his eyes.

So, is today a trap?

Li Junyang wanted to frame him?

The thought had barely formed when Xing Zhicheng nipped it in the bud.

Ever since he took Li Junyang as his godson, the boy had always been very well-behaved and would show him filial piety every now and then, even more so than his own son. Xing Zhicheng was a shrewd old man and naturally knew that the Li family needed his help to rise to power. Therefore, before the Li family was fully established, Li Junyang would never have any intention of harming him.

That is...

Even Li Junyang was deceived?

Xing Zhicheng sighed unwillingly, his eyes fixed on Xia Che, his teeth practically grinding to powder.

What a great opportunity today! He had already captured the eldest son of the Xia family. All he had to do was get in the car, return to his headquarters in Jiang City, and notify the people from headquarters to come over, and his mission would be over.

They were so close...

"Think whatever you want. Besides, your Xing family has already taken advantage of you a lot. The Xia family isn't even in China anymore. I know you two families have a long-standing feud, but you should be forgiving. This is my last piece of advice to you."

"If you don't listen, and I find out again that you've laid a hand on Xia Che, I swear I will make the Xing family pay a bloody price."

“I won’t move any other background, or even the people. I’ll just use myself. Believe me, I’m capable of doing this on my own.”

Lime let out a long sigh, her sweet eyes filled with coldness.

Xia Che is her Achilles' heel. If the Xing family doesn't listen to advice and continues to attack Xia Che, Qing Ning will slaughter all the senior members of the Xing family before she leaves, even if she has to flee overseas.

The price of blood.