Rebirth in 90s: Rip Apart the Sacrificial Pawn Script

Yang Yajing felt her life was utterly worthless—single at 36; meager salary absolutely insufficient to cover her mother's medical expenses.

Her best friend not only stole the man she...

Chapter 189 Call the Police After You've Had Enough of Fighting

When Zhou Pengfei drove the car to the cinema parking lot, Yang Yajing suddenly laughed.

"Pengfei, stop in the center!" Yang Yajing pointed to a spot.

Zhou Pengfei had worked with Song Qi on many films and immediately understood his current position.

The two behind didn't understand at all! But they soon understood from Yang Yajing's words.

Because Yang Yajing took out her phone and dialed Song Qi's number.

"Song Qi, you've got everything set up so quickly?" Yang Yajing teased with a smile. "Lighting, sound effects, camera positions—everything's there! How many people did you hire? Weren't you supposed to send them all back to their dorms?"

"They heard you were in trouble, so why would they stand idly by? But they've all gone back now and are watching the show from behind their screens!" Song Qi replied. "You managed to seize the initiative quite well."

"Where is it?" Yang Yajing asked.

“On the rooftop, with a telephoto lens!” As Song Qi answered, Yang Yajing looked up at the rooftop platform.

Just then, the Audi pulled up quite stylishly not far away. Four people got out of the car, and one of them walked over to Yang Yajing's car.

Yang Yajing's car windows and rear window were tinted, so the inside was not visible from the outside, and no one saw the two bodyguards in the back seat.

While the man was knocking on the car window and saying something, Yang Yajing was still on the phone. The car was very soundproof, and Yang Yajing took advantage of this to play dumb.

She glanced at the people outside the car, pointed to her phone, made a gesture and mouthed "I'm on the phone! Wait a minute!", and then continued talking to Song Qi on the phone.

Those outside were puzzled by her reaction, thinking: "Am I trying to cause you trouble? Why are you so calm? And even chatting on the phone?"

Inside the car, Yang Yajing asked Song Qi, "Can you get a good shot of my face?"

"It's very clear! You have to trust the equipment your boss, Xia, invested in!"

"Very good!" Yang Yajing nodded. "Remember to avoid the black Golf. If you can't avoid it, edit it out. I'll have the people in that car come and get the video later when we're done."

"OK!"

"And what about that red Ferrari in the distance? Should we get more close-ups of the people in it?"

"receive!"

"Have Xiao Tang keep an eye on the gate, make sure the people in the Ferrari don't escape?"

"Xiao Tang has the gate remote control with him the whole time! Don't worry!"

"Call the police!"

"Huh? Shouldn't we call the police after we've had our fill of beating them up?"

"Five bodyguards! It won't take more than a few minutes."

"Okay, I'll call the police first, wait for my signal?"

Yang Yajing hung up the phone without turning around. She spoke a few words to the two bodyguards behind her, and soon she received a text message from Song Qi with a single word: "Action!"

Yang Yajing then said, "Everyone, everything is in position. Let's show our skills!"

Yang Yajing playfully waved to the scumbags who kept banging on the car window and said, "Hi!"

After a moment of hesitation, the scoundrel continued pounding on the car window, took a step back, and raised his foot to kick the car door.

But he didn't actually kick it, because the back door was suddenly flung open the instant he raised his foot.

He had just struck that one-legged stance when the car door slammed open, sending him flying out and landing face-first in the mud!

"Ouch! Damn it! §??‥?‥?" The man scrambled to his feet, spitting out filth.

But after he stood up straight, he suddenly felt that he was blocked by a huge shadow. When he looked back, he found a muscular man who was almost 1.9 meters tall standing behind him.

The scoundrel was startled at first and reflexively retreated to a safe distance. But as a scoundrel, he was always a bit arrogant and ignorant of his own limitations.

Having retreated to a safe distance, he straightened his clothes, crossed his arms, and said rudely, "Oh! You brat called for backup? What? You're all alone. Even if you're one against two, can you take on four?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other three people who got out of the car also ran forward and formed a semicircle with Wu Qixiong as the center and a safe distance as the radius.

"Gentlemen! I am Miss Yang's personal bodyguard." Wu Qixiong spoke politely before resorting to force. "If there is anything, we can discuss it verbally. It is not gentlemanly to resort to violence without understanding the situation."

"Heh heh! You big, burly guy, and you dare call yourself a gentleman?" the scoundrel chuckled. "Did you back down because you saw there were more of us?"

"Boss! Stop wasting time talking to him! Let's take care of him, drag that woman out, and get paid to settle things!" one of the thugs said impatiently.

"To hand over the report? To collect the money?" Huang Yun got out of the car from the other side at this moment. "So you weren't the mastermind? Where is the mastermind? Are you hiding like cowards?"

"Oh! So that little girl brought someone with her?" the scoundrel retorted after his initial scorn. "Our Brother Xia Yuxuan isn't some coward. Does he need to personally handle such a trivial matter?"

Having obtained the mastermind's name, Yang Yajing curled her lips with a wicked smile: "Brother Wu, have you found out what happened? Once you've found out, let them go back. You're wasting my time!"

The scumbag, upon hearing Yang Yajing's voice, assumed she was about to leave and shouted, "Trying to run? No way! Brothers, get her!"

At his command, the three thugs approached Wu Qixiong and swung their fists at him.

Who is Wu Qixiong? He's a retired special forces soldier! He may have retired, but his skills haven't!

Wu Qixiong swayed to the left and blocked to the right. The scum on the left missed his target, while the fist on the right was firmly grabbed and was now being pulled out with all his might!

After staggering from their missed attack, the thugs rallied and launched a flying kick at Wu Qixiong's abdomen. Wu Qixiong grabbed another thug's right hand and used his body to block the kick.

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