Chapter 395 Song Qinian's move shocked the audience

There was a pair of black-framed glasses on the ground. Huang Siyu could see clearly that this was the same pair that Teacher Mary wore.

"Weiwei, you..."

Huang Siyu's eyes were filled with confusion, and Bai Wei quickly pulled her aside.

"Ah, this belongs to Teacher Mary, she..."

Before Bai Wei finished explaining, Huang Siyu asked in a low voice.

"You played that teacher Mary?!"

Her voice was very firm and she was staring at Bai Wei with utmost seriousness.

The summer sun shone through the gaps between the leaves and fell on Bai Wei's face. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Bai Wei shook her head and was about to explain when Huang Siyu said firmly.

"Weiwei, don't try to trick me! I just thought that Teacher Mary looked very familiar to me. Now that I think about it, her figure is similar to yours, but she's just wearing makeup and those big black-framed glasses. It's you, right?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Bai Wei could only nod silently.

"Xiao Yu, it was indeed me. But you have to keep this a secret for me, I..."

Before Bai Wei could finish her words, Huang Siyu almost jumped up, holding Bai Wei's hand, her eyes full of admiration.

"Weiwei, you...you are amazing! But how do you know English? This thing...looks very difficult."

Bai Wei smiled bitterly in her heart. In her previous life, she had passed the eighth level of English test and had no problem communicating.

However, being an English teacher nowadays is still a bit difficult as she has to figure out all the tutorials on her own. Fortunately, it is not a big problem.

"Well...my grandfather knew an old scholar who knew English. I learned it from him when I was little."

Bai Wei was talking nonsense, and her eyes were a little flustered, but Huang Siyu always trusted her words, so she didn't even think much about it.

"Weiwei, this is great! With your reputation, our training class will surely be a blast."

Huang Siyu was full of confidence. Just by looking at Anwar's attitude, she felt at ease.

"It's just that I don't want to publicize this matter. Xiaoyu, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Bai Wei really didn't want his identity to be revealed, otherwise Qi Nian and Qi Fu would become suspicious.

Now that Huang Siyu knew about it, she could also cover for her, which was a good thing.

"Don't worry, Weiwei. I'll take care of it. I'm a very strict person. But you have to promise me that you'll give me a small stove. I want to learn English just like you! Maybe one day in the future, I'll be able to use it."

Huang Siyu was really interested in learning English and repeatedly asked Bai Wei to teach her well.

"Don't worry, as long as you are willing to learn, I will definitely teach you well."

Bai Wei smiled, and the two of them walked into the yard hand in hand.

"Weiwei, Anhua has agreed to help us. Next, we have to think about how to run this training class."

The two of them walked into the yard while discussing.

The stuffy summer wind blew through the alleys, and the cicadas' chirping made people feel a little irritated.

Bai Wei was chatting happily with Old Cheng, but in another courtyard, the situation on Song Qinian's side was not so good.

"That old bastard Cheng Wanting! He ran away cleanly, but he found a guy like this to deal with us?"

Hu San laughed mysteriously as he stood in the Cheng family's yard with his men.

On the courtyard corridor, Song Qinian was sitting on a bench, wiping his shoes with a cloth in his hand.

This pair of leather shoes was bought for him by Bai Wei after she came to Kyoto. They are very comfortable to wear. Normally, Song Qinian is reluctant to wear them, but he put them on today.

"I am enough to deal with you."

Song Qinian shook off the footcloth, stood up and looked coldly at Hu Sandui in front of him.

"You are Hu Sangui, right?"

They forced Cheng's family to move out of their home and even blocked the door. Song Qinian clenched his fists slightly.

"It's you, the ghost master! I don't want to bother with you. Where is that woman from yesterday? She said that she wanted me to pick up the contraband today. Could that woman have run away?"

Hu Sandui looked around but didn't see Bai Wei, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Master Ghost, we searched everywhere, and the yard is empty. That old bastard Cheng Wanting is gone too! We must have been tricked!"

Hu Sandui's men had already searched the yard and hunched forward to report.

"Damn it, they all ran away? Do you really think I can be dismissed so easily? You're looking for death! I'll dig three feet into the ground to find them. That bitch, let her sleep with me..."

Just as Hu Sangui's words were about to come out of his mouth, Song Qinian swung the foot towel in his hand violently, and with a loud slap, it hit Hu Sangui hard in the face.

"You bastard, you threw a foot towel at me?! Come on, take him down!"

Hu Sandui is in this area, but no one dares to shit or pee on his head.

He roared angrily, and everyone rushed forward and surrounded Song Qinian. Several of them pulled out iron rods from their waists.

"Go! Kill him!"

Everyone rushed forward yelling, picked up iron bars and smashed Song Qinian hard.

Hu Sandui stared at Song Qinian triumphantly. Just when he thought that Song Qinian was going to be taken down easily, he saw several of them flying up into the air, and several afterimages passed through the air. In the blink of an eye, the iron bars in their hands all fell to the ground with a clatter, and the yard was filled with wailing.

"You...you pieces of shit!"

These are the people who have always followed Hu Sandui. They all have some skills, but in front of Song Qinian, they are completely powerless to resist.

"Fuck it, I..."

Hu Sandui pulled out a dagger from his waist and was about to stab Song Qinian who was rushing towards him.

Bang!

Song Qinian chopped Hu Sangui's wrist with his knife, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. Then Song Qinian used his grappling hand to twist Hu Sangui's hand with his backhand.

“Ahhh! It hurts!”

Hu Sangui screamed and felt that his hand was about to break.

He turned his head to look at Song Qinian, only to see him exert force again. If he continued like this, he would really lose his hand!

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I know I was wrong, really wrong, please, let me go, my hand...can't be broken!"

Hu Sandui shouted loudly.

Looking at his frightened expression and pale face, Song Qinian let go of his hand and swung it hard, and Hu Sandui fell to the ground.

"Ghost Master!!"

Hu Sangui's men immediately rushed forward and helped Hu Sangui up.

Feeling that his hand was about to break, Hu Sangui stared at Song Qinian with fear. This guy really has something.

"You... who are you?!"