"Hmph!" Peng Xiaomin snorted, her chin slightly raised, her eyes flashing with undisguised confidence and a hint of wildness, "What? Haven't you had enough of my 'kung fu'? That day at the Longting Club, if you had really dared to use force," she struck the air with her right hand like lightning, making a slight sound of wind, "One move! I can make you lie on the ground and reflect on yourself!"
I gasped, subconsciously shrank my neck, and half-jokingly and half-seriously tested: "Oh my God...you really are a top talent who graduated from a martial arts school, right?"
She smiled at my exaggerated reaction, and the gloom seemed to have dissipated a little: "That's right." Her expression softened and she fell into memories, "Back then in the welfare home, my sister and I...we were 'soft persimmons' in the eyes of those kids, and were always bullied. Later, Grandpa Li..." Her eyes warmed up, "Grandpa Li had no children, and he went to the welfare home when he was old and could not move. He saw that we were always bullied, so he secretly taught us martial arts. My sister is quiet and her mind is on books. She feels at ease when she sits in the classroom. What about me? As soon as I sit in the classroom, I feel uncomfortable all over, as if there are thorns on the bench. Later, I went to study nursing at the medical school." She shrugged, "My sister is not good at studying, and I...can barely be considered a craftsman."
"Strange!" I exclaimed sincerely, "Your massage skills are really from a professional background! You really deserve the title of 'learned a lot'!"
"Is there really a master hidden in the welfare home?" I asked curiously, becoming interested in Grandpa Li.
"I dare say that, sir," Peng Xiaomin's eyes were full of respect and nostalgia, as if she had traveled through time to see the old man, "but in that cold place, if there is anyone who treats us sisters sincerely and asks for nothing in return, it is only Grandpa Li." Her voice softened, "He saw that we were weak and were always bullied, so he taught me the grappling and fighting moves he learned in the army when he was young, bit by bit. My sister doesn't like these fighting and killing, and thinks they are useless. But I seem to have found a magic needle to stabilize the sea, and I learn it very enthusiastically. Although Grandpa Li always says that I have learned some 'fur'..." The corners of her mouth curled up with a confident and slightly cunning smile, clenched her fists, and her knuckles made a slight crisp sound, "but it's more than enough to deal with you bunch of 'stinky men' who want to bully people with their strength!"
I listened to her past, but my thoughts were running fast in the dark, piecing together the fragments into a clear outline. When she finished speaking, I looked her in the eyes and asked the question that had troubled me for a long time: "Since Yue Mingyuan knew that you were a tough nut to crack, why did he send you here and place you by my side?"
She pulled the corners of her mouth, revealing a hint of sarcasm. "He took me to Shenzhen as a test, to see if you were interested in me. As a result, you really showed interest in him, so he took advantage of the situation and gave you me, who was already a useless chess piece in his hands and had no value. This can be considered as making good use of waste."
She bit the words "waste utilization" very hard, as if she was chewing something bitter.
I nodded thoughtfully, "Oh?" The ending tone was slightly raised, with a sense of inquiry, "Then...what is your sister's goal in coming here this time?"
Her eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife, and she locked onto me tightly: "If you dare to hit on my sister," her voice was low but threatening, "I will let you have peace for the rest of your life." As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes quickly and vaguely swept over a part of my body, and then she realized something, and two red clouds suddenly appeared on her cheeks, and she turned her face away somewhat proudly.
My heart tightened, and I hurriedly clarified: "That's not what I meant! I want to know, did Yue Mingyuan also send her to keep an eye on me?"
She shook her head, her blush faded slightly, and her tone returned to calm: "I don't know the details. But I guess... her target might be Lu Yuting."
This answer was like a bolt from the blue, beyond my expectation: "Lu Yuting?" I frowned and repeated, "What is her relationship with Yue Mingyuan?"
"Tell me clearly." She frowned, as if trying to organize her words. "Usually she looks clingy and ambiguous, but Yue Mingyuan is always on guard against her like a thief. He is a man with deep scheming like a bottomless pit. He always keeps something in reserve for everyone. He is suspicious by nature, always suspecting that others are trying to take a piece of his meat."
I nodded in agreement, "Indeed, that's what he can do." Thinking of the huge "Longting Club", I couldn't help but ask, "He sent you sisters out, so is there anyone in Longting who is more capable than your sister?"
A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes: "Did you know that Longting Club has been closed before we set out to come here. Yue Mingyuan... also hid abroad."
I was startled and leaned forward slightly: "When did it happen?"
"Not long after I came back from Shenzhen." She paused and lowered her voice. "I heard my sister mention that Yue Mingyuan had taken ruthless action against a deputy secretary some time ago, but he hit a wall. The tough guy standing behind him got angry. When he went to Shenzhen to play golf, Mr. Wen advised him to go abroad as soon as possible to avoid the limelight."
"So that's how it is!" I suddenly realized, with a complicated feeling welling up in my heart, with a bit of sarcasm, "It seems that he is still far from being able to cover the sky with one hand..."
I looked at her, my tone filled with genuine worry: "Xiao Min, if you move to my place now, you will be completely out of their control. But Yue Mingyuan and his gang will never give up. They will definitely find ways to make trouble for you, or even...retaliate against you." I paused and made a seemingly "reasonable" suggestion, "If... you still want to move to the place they arranged for you? At least... don't openly quarrel with them, so as to avoid being a target for them."
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