Chapter 131 Spiritual Map System
Before Liang Xin could recover from the anger of kicking the coffee table, a flying fist had already hit him in the face accurately.
The gold-framed glasses cracked, the lenses shattered into star-shaped pieces, and the temples hooked on the skin and flew out.
Liang Xin's face was covered in new wounds, but he ignored the pain. He was shocked at first, and then, seeing that it was Gu Xing, anger quickly surged up - how dare this poor boy lay hands on him?!
Without waiting for Liang Xin to utter any words of questioning or accusation, Gu Xing raised his elbow and struck Liang Xin's chin with lightning speed.
“Crack!”
It was a very beautiful elbow strike, much more professional than when he punched Lu Fuchuan, as if he had been trained by a professional master.
A crisp sound exploded in the office, like the muffled sound of a bone dislocated.
Liang Xin's head suddenly tilted back, a fishy-sweet taste surged in his mouth, and his chin was tilted at a strange angle. He couldn't even cry out in pain, and could only gasp. His whole body swayed and he hit the armrest of the sofa heavily.
Behind Gu Xing, Zhou Che, Zhao Qian and others were holding mops and brooms. If Gu Xing hadn't suddenly rushed in.
When they heard Ruan Xingmian's scream, they rushed in carrying their weapons.
Gu Xing moved too quickly, and Liang Xin fell on the sofa in pain, and everyone came to their senses.
Zhao Qian covered her mouth in shock. Liang Xin, who had been so arrogant just now, now looked pale, with cold sweat soaking his shirt in an instant. He looked so miserable, completely different from his previous cruel appearance.
Ruan Xingmian took advantage of the chaos and threw herself into Gu Xing's arms. Her face was filled with panic as she shouted anxiously, "Gu Xing, you hit the wrong person! He's Professor Liang from your school, not a hooligan. What should we do? Let's call the police and turn ourselves in! Tell them we didn't mean it!"
When Liang Xin heard this, he wanted to speak, but no sound came out.
Enduring the severe pain, he restored his dislocated jaw with a click, and said in a slurred but stern voice: "No one is allowed to call the police!"
He glared at Ruan Xingmian, who was holding a cell phone: "Close the door, let's settle this privately."
He cannot enter the police station. After his identity is registered and his criminal record is established, the police will randomly check some people for background checks every once in a while.
The things he did would not stand up to scrutiny.
Besides, Lingtu and he had a grudge against each other, and he couldn't guarantee that Lingtu would not stab him in the back, take the initiative to hand over evidence to the police, and send him to jail without mercy.
Ruan Xingmian noticed his reluctance to call the police, and she thought, "Professor, this is our fault. Gu Xing didn't know it was you. Zhao Qian, hurry up and call the police. We can't afford the medical expenses, so it's better to call the police and apologize."
Liang Xin rubbed his chin, his eyes becoming more and more impatient. He looked at Gu Xing and found that the boy had a knife in his eyes, staring at him straight, with a ruthless determination to kill and pay with his life.
It’s nothing like what Ruan Xingmian said. I didn’t recognize it was him!
I think he did it on purpose!
Seeing several of Ruan Xingmian's employees pull out their phones, Liang Xin immediately stood up and said, "No need to call the police, Gu Xing. Come to my office this afternoon and I'll talk to you privately."
The black leather shoes stepped on the broken glasses on the ground, making a cracking sound.
Liang Xin left Xingmian Culture Company with his fists clenched.
At the elevator entrance, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lingtu, Gu Xing rushed in, and you didn't even warn me!"
Lingtu smiled faintly: "Liang Xin, you interrupted me."
Walking into the elevator, Liang Xin looked up and saw the red and swollen eye sockets, the bloody scratches on the temples of his glasses, and the lingering taste of blood in his mouth.
Bang.
Liang Xin, who was about to explode with anger, punched the elevator car and said, "Fuck you! Damn it!"
Liang Xin groaned in pain.
Lingtu taunted: "It's broken."
The fire of hatred burned Liang Xin's whole body: "I want to kill Gu Xing."
Lingtu said lazily: "I won't help you."
Liang Xin walked out of the elevator and said threateningly, "Why? Lingtu, we are one in honor and disgrace!"
Lingtu sneered familiarly, "Liang Xin, you think too highly of yourself. I'm the World System, the equivalent of a god in your Chinese mythology. You're just a random human spokesperson I picked. I've analyzed data for you a few times. Do you really think you can just order me around?"
Liang Xin clenched his injured hand, the pain calming him down: "Why didn't you let me move Gu Xing?"
Ling Tu said quietly, "It's okay to tell you. This world will achieve a great technological leap forward in this era. The first thirty years will rely on Lu Fuchuan, and the last thirty will rely on Gu Xing. If these two figures die prematurely, the era will regress thirty years. If the overall system notices this, the world will collapse, turning into ashes and becoming an insignificant stellar fragment in the universe. Liang Xin, don't bring about your own destruction."
Liang Xin narrowed his cloudy eyes, and the spiritual picture on his phone had no idea what he was thinking.
A group of people passed by, dragging several suitcases of different sizes.
One of the boys wasn't paying attention and accidentally bumped into Liang Xin with his box.
Liang Xin, who had knee pain from standing on the podium for many years, staggered and almost fell flat on his face.
He turned back angrily and found that the group of people had already entered the elevator.
Ji Ling, who was in the lead, took off his sunglasses, turned around in the elevator, and through the gap in the elevator, he recognized that the old man outside the elevator with a bruised face and a disheveled appearance was Professor Liang from the Computer Department.
She stepped on her high heels and greeted Yuan Huan at the front desk: "The two black boxes will be divided among you employees, and the two red boxes will be shared by Mr. Ruan."
After a pause, he said, "Mr. Xu."
They are all local specialties of Haicheng.
Yuan Huan nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, Miss Ji."
Ji Ling nodded without wasting a second: "Where is your President Ruan? Why didn't you come out to pick me up?"
Zhao Qian led her to the office door: "Something unpleasant just happened, and Ms. Ruan's boyfriend is here too."
She raised her hand to knock on the door, and only opened it when she heard Ruan Xingmian's voice.
Ji Ling pushed the door open and went in.
I saw Ruan Xingmian bandaging Gu Xing’s hand.
The office hasn't been cleaned up yet.
Ji Ling's first reaction: "Liang Xin came here to cause trouble? Liu Xiangqing asked him for support?"
Ruan Xingmian gestured for her to sit down first and explained to her: "When I was young and ignorant, I pursued Lu Tian. Lu Tian was a bad man and kept me hanging until I could chase Gu Xing. After he dumped Gu Xing, he got together with me."
Ji Ling: “Ah?”
She pointed at Gu Xing in surprise and signaled to Ruan Xingmian with her eyes - Sister, you can wait until he is not here before confessing to me.
Upon closer inspection, it seemed that Gu Xing had known about it for a long time.
Oh, the young couple had already adjusted the granularity, making her nervous for nothing.
Ruan Xingmian was furious and continued to complain: "It's speechless. I already dislike Lu Tian. Now that Lu Tian has been in a car accident, I don't know why he is so crazy that he comes to scold me."
Ji Ling clutched the bag tightly in her hand, indignant: "Beating him up is too easy for him!"
She walked over, pulled Ruan Xingmian's clothes, looked carefully up and down, and touched her belly: "Isn't it scary? And our baby Ruan."
Ruan Xingmian was wronged: "I was scared to death, Ruan Baobao didn't have it."
In fact, she was still quite calm, but when someone cared about her, she wanted to act coquettishly.
"My aunt has received some negative information about Liang Xin. Don't worry, Mianmian, I'm personally directing this time. I guarantee he'll be completely covered in the dirt of the oil industry! There's no way to wash it off. What a rubbish professor! He's just a bastard seeking fame!"
Ruan Xingmian's eyes sparkled: "Great! Sister Ji Ling is the best!"
After returning from Haicheng, Ruan Xingmian was happy. The fearless Miss Ji was back again!
The two sisters shook hands and expressed their longing for each other, and a bandaged hand was passed between them.
Gu Xing's voice interrupted the sisters' conversation: "Mianmian, my wrist still hurts a little."
Ji Ling almost slapped him and said, "Just bear with the pain. Do you want Mian Mian to hold you and blow on you?"
Gu Xing looked at Ruan Xingmian, his brows still cold, and the words he said were annoying: "It's not impossible."
Ji Ling rolled his eyes. "Stop pretending! Did you sign up for Xu Zeqing's class for nothing? Liang Xin was able to walk out on his own. I don't believe you really injured your wrist so badly that you can't move it! You were just trying to trick Mianmian."
Looking down, Ruan Xingmian had already sat back down, holding Gu Xing's hands with both hands, blowing on them twice earnestly, looking up with a smile in his eyes: "It's okay, Sister Ji Ling, I'm willing to be deceived by him."
I caught a glimpse of Gu Xing's slightly smug look in his eyes.
Ji Ling: “…”
I don't want to!
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