These guys always come here to freeload, and Aunt Guan always serves them with a disdainful look. What a bunch of bastards! They only eat at this one place?! Once they're full, they wipe their mouths, don't say a word of politeness, and just walk away. Pah! You dogs!
Lan Ya Mei's memory of these people was fear! She wasn't afraid at all! After all, they were dignified retired gold medal martial arts coaches with countless students! They were invincible, and today she would stand up for the original owner and settle both the old and new scores.
Aunt Guan had never seen the young boss so tough before. She was so frightened that she hid behind the grill, peeked out tremblingly, and whispered, "He's bleeding. Let's run."
"Why are you running away? Paying for food is a matter of course! Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would still have to pay before leaving." Lan Yamei spoke righteously and sternly, casually picking up a smoking fire poker and calmly facing the three people rushing towards her.
Aunt Guan covered her eyes in fright, inwardly lamenting her misfortune. The boss had been tough before, but even when he was beaten black and blue, he still didn't get paid for his meal and had to pay for it himself.
After this happened several times, the two of them felt like they were going to a funeral every day, under immense pressure. All they prayed for was that nothing bad would happen.
Before Granny Guan could even open her eyes in fear, she heard the sounds of flesh being struck and flesh being beaten, mixed with cries of pain. She thought to herself, "I'm doomed! I'm doomed! I don't have a single tael of silver in my pocket today. How am I going to pay for this? Sigh! I'm so unlucky to have this child! Not a single day of peace has passed!"
Before she transmigrated, even if seven or eight thugs attacked her simultaneously, they couldn't harm a single finger of Lan Ya Mei. Her act of bravery was even reported in the newspapers. Without real skill, how could she charge her students 200,000 yuan a year for tuition!
We didn't even need weapons to defeat these three scoundrels. The original owner of this body was pale and thin, physically weak, and had been frequently hungry lately, on the verge of fainting. We had no choice but to grab a fire poker and finish the job quickly.
He easily took down three people in less than two minutes.
Lan Yamei tossed her ponytail with a cool flick, tossed aside the fire poker, patted the ash off her hands, and sneered, "With your pathetic skills, you dare to come here and freeload! Don't you even know who I am! What a bunch of junk! Bah!"
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