Of the five Street Fighters, only the one who was half-dead and lying down was obediently squatting.
I didn't dare to move at all.
If I beat him up again, he'll probably fly to the heavens!
I thought that girl was already pretty good, having beaten them half to death.
Then an even more impressive man arrived and gave them another meal.
Now their leader is mostly breathing out and barely breathing in.
The girl glanced at it again and said, "I won't die."
I just ignored them.
The street fighters just waited patiently. To be honest, they'd rather be sent to jail than have these two come every day. They probably wouldn't see the sun again.
Chen Qi arrived shortly after.
"Master Xiu, Miss Lian."
"Send these people in and keep an eye on them. Remember, do good deeds anonymously."
"yes."
Just as Chen Qi and the remaining bodyguards were about to make their move to arrest the man, the four bruised and battered street thugs who were still able to move raised their hands as if they had seen a savior!
"Take me with you!"
"Me too!"
Don't forget me!
Chen Qi, “…”
Bodyguards: "..."
How scared must they be!
Wang Xu laughed heartily. The elimination of the street tyrant is a blessing for everyone on the street. Girls passing by here won't be afraid anymore.
Just ten minutes later, a Rolls-Royce arrived, followed by a gleaming Bentley.
Assistant Kim got out of the car. Despite his age, he was still impeccably dressed in a suit, clearly a very classy driver.
"Miss, here's your car." He respectfully handed over the car keys.
"Thank you, Uncle Jin."
Seeing that there were other people present, Assistant Kim said cryptically, "Your father asked you to bring your boyfriend home for dinner when you have time."
"good."
"I'm leaving now."
Uncle Jin arrived quickly and left quickly; the driver of the Bentley got into the Rolls-Royce and they drove off together.
Lian Cheng handed the car to Shen Xiuyan, saying, "Sweetie, we can't get your model in China. This is already the top-of-the-line model we can get in China. I'll ask Uncle Jin to prepare another one for you, but we'll have to wait a while."
It takes some time to get a limited edition sports car back.
There's nothing money can't buy.
Shen Xiuyan didn't feel like he was being taken advantage of at all. "Thank you, baby. I like everything you gave me."
"I knew my son, Ayan, was the most sensible!"
"I'll do whatever you say."
"Then let's go home."
A stunned Wang Xu pinched himself. "Two big shots... do you need any underlings...?"
Shen Xiuyan took the late-night snack from Wang Xu's hand. "I don't need it. I'm just her little brother, the kind who will never ask for anything in return."
Touched, Lian Cheng took his arm and said, "Thank you, Ayan."
The two got into the car, all lovey-dovey.
They completely ignored Wang Xu.
Wang Xu, having failed to curry favor with someone powerful, is like this: ...
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The new cars were driven away directly, while the old cars were towed away.
Lian Cheng just watched Shen Xiuyan drive, holding the food he had bought in his hands.
Why are you looking at me like that? Aren't you going to eat?
"Nothing tastes as good as you?" Lian Cheng had just punched someone, and was probably too happy to resist flirting.
Shen Xiuyan raised an eyebrow. "You'll have to work hard again tonight."
"It's not hard work at all, I'm enjoying it. You're the one who has to put in the effort."
"Yes, I'd love to."
"Which one do you want to eat?" Lian Cheng had eaten too much and didn't know which one to feed Shen Xiuyan.
"Whatever, I'll eat whatever you feed me."
"Why don't you choose for yourself later? It'll be here soon anyway. I'll eat first."
"I didn't eat dinner..." Shen Xiuyan played the victim.
“Then I’ll feed you…” Lian Cheng felt sorry for him.
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