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Chapter 432 - 433

Chapter 432: 433

"Get lost!" By this time, Yang Liying was also in a bad mood!

Seeing the fatty approach, her eyes didn’t even blink as she berated him directly.

Some crappy Zhentao Trading Company, she had never even heard of it; damn it, it must be some small grocery store!

Yang Liying was very speechless, damn it, some small private enterprise dared to have designs on her, what audacity!

"You, what kind of way is that to talk!" The fatty had been daydreaming, but what he encountered instead was a cold rebuke from Yang Liying.

Instantly, his face grew dark.

How terribly sad, damn your sister, cursing at me for what!

The fatty was very dissatisfied, never expecting this coquettish woman to have such a fiery temper.

"Didn’t you hear? Scram to one side. I’m warning you, don’t make trouble, or I’ll break your third leg!" Yang Liying gave the fatty a cold glance, and slowly straightened her body.

Until now, she had been leaning against the sofa as it was very comfortable and also didn’t put too much pressure on Qian Ziwei.

"Damn bitch, don’t throw away the face given to you!" Being berated and threatened twice in a row by a woman, the fatty could no longer keep face.

His complexion darkened, and he reached out intending to grab Yang Liying.

"What do you think you’re doing!" Seeing the fatty make a move, Yang Liying immediately panicked.

She was just a small woman, naturally no match for the fatty.

This time, coming to watch Luo Tianyi’s performance, she hadn’t brought her bodyguard into the theater.

For a moment, Yang Liying felt regret.

If she had brought the bodyguard in, it wouldn’t have come to the fatty being so arrogant.

"What do you want, get lost!" At this moment, Qian Ziwei spoke up.

Originally, she had no intention of paying any more attention to Yang Liying.

But seeing the fatty so boldly, a surge of anger rose in Qian Ziwei’s heart.

This fatty was simply too presumptuous.

Without saying, Qian Ziwei put down her phone and immediately stood up.

"Beauty, I advise you not to meddle. Otherwise..." The fatty paused his arm and, upon hearing this, turned and glared fiercely at Qian Ziwei.

Because Qian Ziwei was Li Changlin’s girlfriend, the fatty was somewhat apprehensive.

After all, just now, Li Changlin had already become a celebrity in the entire theater.

If he really offended this woman, it might trigger some situation.

The fatty didn’t have much of a background, and he didn’t want to complicate things further.

However, Qian Ziwei herself was in a very bad mood at the moment. So after hearing the fatty’s threat, the anger in her heart grew even stronger.

"Didn’t hear me? I told you to get lost. Leave immediately, or I’ll make you regret it!" Qian Ziwei’s temper had also changed a lot from following Li Changlin these days.

Otherwise, huh, when Qian Ziwei was the owner of a gourmet shop, if this fatty had been so whiny, he would’ve been kicked out by her long ago.

"Shut up!" Rebuked by Qian Ziwei like this, the fatty felt unable to save face.

He sneakily glanced towards the stage direction, calculating a bit in his heart.

Feeling that Li Changlin might notice this situation, this guy’s courage started to swell up.

Hunger shone in his eyes as he swallowed hard, but then suddenly turned around and advanced towards Qian Ziwei, "Since you want to keep Fat Bro company, then Fat Bro will have a nice chat with you about life."

"Ziwei, run, go call Li Changlin!" Seeing this scene, Yang Liying was instantly alarmed and shouted loudly.

She also wanted to draw the attention of the surrounding audience, hoping the fat man would hold back because of the spectators.

However, at this time, Li Changlin and Luo Tianyi had already begun their interaction on stage, and all the attention of the people around was focused there.

Therefore, Yang Liying’s call produced no effect.

However, because he heard Yang Liying’s scream, the fat man seemed to be energized as if injected with an adrenaline shot and became even more excited.

He took a step forward, and in an instant, he approached Qian Ziwei.

This bastard didn’t have any considerations at that moment.

A sinister cold smile appeared on his face as he raised his hand and viciously reached for Qian Ziwei’s chest.

"Shameless!" Qian Ziwei’s eyes narrowed, a hint of killing intent flashed in her eyes, and she dodged the fat man’s sneak attack by quickly shifting her body.

At the same time, her right hand rose swiftly, grabbing the fat man’s wrist in a grip.

"Hehe, beauty, I didn’t expect that you’d like to get physical. Well, Fat Bro is gonna enjoy playing with you," the fat man said, seemingly unfazed by Qian Ziwei’s grip on his wrist.

Instead, a mocking look appeared on his face.

Then, he forcefully pulled his hand back, trying to drag Qian Ziwei into his arms.

This bastard had a clear and nefarious intention.

Unfortunately for him, he was unlucky to encounter Qian Ziwei, a master of Mingjin.

As the fat man pulled his hand back, a cold smile instantly appeared on the corners of Qian Ziwei’s mouth.

This guy was clearly not a trained fighter; how could he possibly contend with Qian Ziwei with his mere hundred-plus pounds of strength?

So, Qian Ziwei increased her grip strength, her fingers tightening significantly.

She held the fat man’s wrist tight and began to slowly twist it.

Instantly, the fat man couldn’t bear the pain, his face turned exceptionally ugly, and he let out a pig-like scream, "Ah, ah, it’s breaking, it’s breaking. Let go, let go quickly!"

"Let go just because you said so? Weren’t you acting all high and mighty a moment ago!" Qian Ziwei snorted coldly and then kicked fiercely at the fat man’s belly with all her strength.

Bang!

That was a good kick.

It sent the fat man sprawling on the ground face-first.

Good heavens, he was quite the miserable sight. Nearly two hundred pounds of his body had fallen to the ground, and boy did he feel the pain!

"Bastard!" Qian Ziwei spat fiercely, she really couldn’t stand this guy hanging around as he was just in the way; it seemed she couldn’t help but kick him again.

Bang!

Immediately, the fat man rolled three times on the ground.

Qian Ziwei’s strike was filled with resentment, and she certainly didn’t hold back.

Thus, the fat man was even more miserable.

He had just been kicked by Qian Ziwei, and now he had taken another ruthless hit.

The pain was intense, and he rolled screaming under his own seat.

"I’m dying of pain, dying of pain!" The fat man, holding himself, struggled to stand up with difficulty.

Now, he was truly frightened, he had never expected Qian Ziwei to be so terrifying; she was practically a tomboy!