To their surprise, Zhao Canchen did not show any fear this time. On the contrary, he straightened his back, looked directly at the two young masters without fear, and even flashed a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Upon hearing Zhao Canchen's response, the rectangular-faced man was taken aback, and a sense of loss welled up within him.
He had been hoping to see Zhao Canchen's frustrated and sad face after bullying him, just like before, and to feel that intoxicating pleasure, but this time he was not able to do so.
This disappointment instantly darkened his face, and he cursed under his breath, "This kid, he's about to die, and he still dares to be so tough!"
The monkey-faced man seemed to recall some rumors: anyone who curses Zhao Canchen will surely die a horrible death.
Feeling uneasy, he quickly dissuaded the long-faced man, saying, "Forget it, cousin, don't argue with him anymore. Let's hurry up and go have some fun with the beauties." With that, he pulled the long-faced man towards the brothel.
The moment the two stepped into the brothel, a faint, cold light flashed like lightning. The rectangular-faced man felt as if something had lightly pricked his back. He stopped abruptly, his brows furrowing. A brief pain quickly struck, but vanished without a trace in an instant.
Upon seeing this, the monkey-faced man quickly asked with concern, "Cousin, what's wrong?"
The rectangular-faced man shook his head and replied, trying to appear calm, "It's nothing."
Several graceful and beautiful prostitutes approached like butterflies, smiling sweetly, "Gentlemen, you've finally arrived! Please come inside."
Standing not far away, Lin Yajun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile. She thought to herself, "Hmph, I'll teach you to insult Young Master Zhao!"
The tiny needles that Lin Yajun shoots are not fatal, but they can inflict prolonged and excruciating pain, making one wish they were dead. There is no pain when the person is still, but the pain is excruciating when they move.
Zhao Canchen walked to Lin Yajun's side and whispered to her, "The guy with the rectangular face is called Hu Yingfei. He is Empress Hu's younger brother and the heir of the Duke's mansion. The monkey-faced one is Empress Hu's cousin."
"Oh, no wonder he's so arrogant," Lin Yajun suddenly realized.
She muttered, "I don't care if you're royalty or a member of the royal family. If you dare to insult the people I protect, you'll be tortured."
Zhao Canchen was completely unaware that Lin Yajun had already fired a hidden weapon at Hu Shizi.
He whispered, "If anyone bullies me, don't act rashly. Someone will naturally help me teach them a lesson."
Lin Yajun behaved very obediently, nodding repeatedly and replying, "Okay, I know, don't worry."
Deep down, however, she had a completely different thought: "Hmph, how could that be? I won't just stand by and watch you get bullied! Even if I don't do anything openly, I'll definitely find a way to deal with those guys behind the scenes."
Lin Songhao looked up at the sky and realized that it was getting late. He suggested, "Sister, let's go back soon. If we go back too late, Mother will definitely worry."
Lin Yajun thought her brother made sense, so she replied, "Okay, then let's hurry back." With that, she unconsciously quickened her pace.
As the three were passing by the entrance of a casino, suddenly, a dark figure sped out of the casino like lightning.
The dark figure moved with incredible speed, reaching Zhao Canchen in the blink of an eye, like a ferocious wolf pouncing on him.
Zhao Canchen was stunned by this sudden scene and had no time to react.
At this critical moment, Lin Yajun, standing beside him, displayed astonishing reaction speed. Her left hand shot out like lightning, forcefully pulling Zhao Canchen away, causing him to brush past the dark figure.
At the same time, Lin Yajun's right hand shot out like a gust of wind, striking the man's waist with perfect accuracy. This strike, seemingly light and gentle, actually contained tremendous power.
The man's body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, and the gleaming dagger he was holding fell from his hand with a crisp sound.
"Something's wrong! This man has lost all his money and gone mad!" Lin Yajun shouted immediately. Her voice rang out loudly in the noisy street, like an emergency alarm.
…
Lin Yajun pulled Zhao Canchen forward, and Lin Songhao also took off running. Their steps were hurried and frantic, as if a ferocious wild beast was chasing them.
They had only run a short distance when the man suddenly collapsed to the ground. His body was convulsing, and a pool of yellow urine was flowing beneath him, making for a very bizarre sight.
This scene caused a stir among the surrounding crowd, who gathered around, pointing and whispering.
"Oh no, this person has had a seizure!"
"Quickly call a doctor! He's probably dying!"
"He's dead! He's dead!"
...
Lin Yajun grabbed Zhao Canchen's hand and ran like the wind until they had run the entire street before they finally stopped.
Zhao Canchen, panting heavily, leaned against the wall, glancing back in shock as he looked around.
"That was close..." Zhao Canchen muttered to himself, still shaken. "I was almost stabbed to death by that person."
Zhao Canchen said gratefully to Lin Yajun, "Thank you for saving me again, Ajun."
Lin Yajun quickly released her hand and took a step back, waving her hand with a smile, and said softly, "No need to thank me, Young Master Zhao. Only when you are safe and sound can my family truly be safe. Saving you is actually saving myself."
Lin Songhao jogged up to catch up. He patted his chest with a guilty expression and said remorsefully, "It's all my fault. I didn't even realize that person wanted to assassinate Young Master Zhao. It almost caused a disaster."
Zhao Canchen patted Lin Songhao's shoulder reassuringly and smiled, "Don't blame yourself, Xiaohao, it's not your fault." He then asked, "Is that person really dead?"
Lin Songhao hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Yes... that person is dead."
Zhao Canchen frowned, worried that Lin Yajun had gotten herself into serious trouble, since so many people had witnessed her taking action.
Lin Songhao gave Lin Yajun a thumbs up and whispered in admiration, "Sister's acupressure skills are truly amazing; she actually managed to kill that person."
Hearing her brother's praise, Lin Yajun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. She winked playfully at Lin Songhao, "It's not that my kung fu is better, it's just that he's too easily angered. He got so angry that he almost died after losing a little money."
Zhao Canchen and Lin Songhao nodded solemnly, "That's right, he was so angry he died."
In fact, the stun gun that Lin Yajun took out today has a stronger electric current; it could kill not only a person, but even a tiger.
Lin Songhao turned his head and saw a large group of people gathered outside the casino, chattering about something, with occasional exclamations of surprise: "Dead! This person is dead! How did he die?"
"Over there..." someone said, pointing in the direction where Lin Yajun was.
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