God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 220 - 221: You’re Forcing My Hand Here

Chapter 220: Chapter 221: You’re Forcing My Hand Here

Bai Jingjing was startled in an instant, but as soon as she saw that familiar mischievous smile, she immediately realized who it was.

Bai Jingjing lowered her eyebrows and said coldly, "Is that amusing to you?"

Fang Yi responded, "What kind of attitude is that? I’ve come all this way to rescue you, and you treat me like this—isn’t that a bit heartbreaking?"

Bai Jingjing’s lips were pursed, not intentionally snubbing him, she had truly been frightened by him just now.

"I’m sorry, I was wrong." Bai Jingjing actually apologized.

Fang Yi’s smile grew even broader, "That’s good to know you realize your mistake. Come on, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Bai Jingjing slightly nodded her head and explained the situation to Fang Yi.

It turned out that Yang Dingfeng, the Alliance Hierarch of the South Sea Alliance, was lecherous and had long coveted Bai Jingjing. This time he had come to provoke her deliberately, setting up a bet with her under the guise of a car race—whomever won would get to make a demand.

Yang Dingfeng’s intent was clear as day. Bai Jingjing knew Meng Wei was not bad at racing and had agreed in the heat of the moment, but who could have known that Yang Dingfeng had brought a professional racing driver.

Losing was to be expected, while a victorious Yang Dingfeng would get handsy with Bai Jingjing.

Fang Yi couldn’t help but laugh, raising his hand and flicking Bai Jingjing’s forehead, saying, "Well done."

Bai Jingjing rounded her beautiful eyes, staring at him as if she were seeing a ghost.

"What are you looking at me like that for? I didn’t take any liberties with you!" Fang Yi stepped back.

Bai Jingjing ground her teeth, "You... You actually dared to hit me?!"

Only then did Fang Yi realize, offering a sheepish grin, "I did it without thinking, without thinking. Don’t cry, okay? If you, the mighty Alliance Hierarch of the White Tiger Alliance, were to cry, that would be quite embarrassing."

Although he said that, in his heart, he was wondering what Bai Jingjing would look like if she cried.

Now it was Bai Jingjing’s turn to be amused. She just felt that Fang Yi’s earlier action was far too intimate for her liking. Aside from the elderly person she respected, no one else dared to treat her like that.

Bai Jingjing felt her cheeks heat up and, to cover it up, she angrily declared, "I refuse to cry!"

Fang Yi replied, "That’s more like it. No crying, come on, into my arms, give uncle a hug."

Bai Jingjing rolled her eyes at him.

Bang! Bang!

Fang Yuying was still banging on her end, but after a few hits, she stopped.

"Huff huff~~~ Worn out, damn it!" Fang Yuying said. It wasn’t that she was too tired, but she was worried that continued banging might just kill him, which would be trouble nonetheless.

At this moment, Fang Yi glanced over at Meng Wei, seeing him being pushed back by the racing driver, and said indifferently, "Meng Wei, take three steps back. The Eight Extremes Fist is all about fury. Put some effort into it."

Fang Yi’s advice sounded like guidance, yet not quite, but Meng Wei, who had been relentlessly pressured, suddenly lit up and invigorated. His boxing technique shifted, adopting an unstoppable combat style.

The racing driver, who had been comfortably suppressing Meng Wei, suddenly looked pale. He was at the fourth level of the Human Level, while Meng Wei was only at the third level—so why did he suddenly feel so overpowered?

It was that man!

The racing driver glanced at Fang Yi during the fight, his heart shocked beyond measure. With just a word, he had turned the tide of the battle—it was truly terrifying!

"Yo ho, beauty, what’s your name, the one in the cheongsam? Come on, give us a smile," Fang Yuying said in her unique way of greeting, going so far as to lift Bai Jingjing’s chin with her hand.

Fang Yuying’s move was saucy, her smile as radiant as a blooming rose, with a seasoned, alluring face and red lips exuding a wild and enticing flavor.

Poor heaven, Bai Jingjing, the mighty Alliance Hierarch of the White Tiger Alliance, actually blushed at this moment.

"Ohoho~~~" Fang Yi laughed, finding Bai Jingjing’s blushing appearance quite pleasing to the eye.

Fang Yuying turned her head to look at him and said, "Hey, little bro, how about we take care of this beauty right here? You go first, I’ll queue up, and after you’re satisfied, it’ll be my turn."

Fang Yi immediately wiped the sweat from his face and said hurriedly, "Fang Yuying! Can you not set me up like this, knock it off."

Fang Yuying cooed, "I won’t."

Fang Yi was speechless as he gazed at the night sky, simply walking away, fearing that Fang Yuying would irritate him into a heart attack.

"You... you and Fang Yi are..." Bai Jingjing lifted her chin slightly, maintaining that pose.

Fang Yuying chuckled and suddenly extended her arm, wrapping it around Bai Jingjing’s waist and said with a smile, "Shall we talk in the car?"

Bai Jingjing felt that Fang Yuying’s gaze on her was somewhat different, but considering that the woman had saved her once before, she somewhat possessed by a devil said, "Okay... sure."

Fang Yuying’s seductive face showed a thicker smile, just like a gentleman.

...

Fang Yi lit up a cigarette and slowly walked over to Yang Dingfeng, grabbed him, propped him up against the car’s body, then Fang Yi squatted down in front of Yang Dingfeng and exhaled a puff of smoke.

The smoke wafted onto Yang Dingfeng’s bloody face, making him cough twice with immense pain.

"Yang Dingfeng, how do you do, Fang Yi here. I don’t know if you recognize me?" Fang Yi said with a beaming smile.

A flash of shock crossed the listless eyes of Yang Dingfeng, who had naturally heard of the name Fang Yi.

Fang Yi said with a smile, "It seems you do recognize me, though I don’t know you, but no worries, we are acquainted now. Isn’t it fate that has brought us to meet in this desolate place? As the saying goes, remote areas are great for dumping bodies, and there’s a lake nearby. I’m thinking if I threw you into the lake, probably no one would know, right?"

Yang Dingfeng stared at Fang Yi, spitting out with difficulty, "What do you want to do!"

Fang Yi playfully clapped his hands and said, "So smart, you get it with just a hint. It’s just that your luck is so bad running into me tonight."

Yang Dingfeng scoffed and said, "I’ve fallen this time! A man can be killed, but not humiliated! What exactly are you trying to say."

Fang Yi still smiled and said, "Well, it’s very simple. Since you fell into my hands today, naturally I can’t just let you go. Swear allegiance to me, and I can spare your life."

A flash of shock first swept through Yang Dingfeng’s eyes, followed by a cold laugh, "You want me to be your lapdog? Hmph! You wish it were that simple."

Fang Yi deliberately frowned and said, "Looks like you’re not agreeing, huh."

Yang Dingfeng tilted his head and spat on the ground, sneered, and said, "Behind me is the Bai Family, think about what you’re doing! If you dare to deal with me, the Bai Family will inevitably come after you! Moreover, me racing with Bai Jingjing tonight wasn’t a secret."

What he meant was: If you kill me, Bai Jingjing will definitely not be able to escape involvement, and she would face the wrath of the entire Bai Family.

However, Fang Yi was not scared at all, on the contrary, he sighed, "You’re forcing my hand."

Yang Dingfeng’s brow furrowed.

Fang Yi sneered, took a cloth from his waist, and unfurled it, revealing square-shaped fabric with silver needles of various sizes. The next moment, before Yang Dingfeng could speak, Fang Yi took the largest silver needle and stabbed it into Yang Dingfeng’s temple.

Instantly, Yang Dingfeng’s eyes bulged like those of a dying fish, his face twisted with agony.

But this was just the beginning, Fang Yi once again skillfully inserted silver needles into various parts of Yang Dingfeng’s body, the movements were proficient, yet they looked so terrifying, as if administering some cruel form of poison.

And the painful expression on Yang Dingfeng’s bloodied face grew even more intense.