My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 685 - 0685: Can Only Lay the Cards on the Table

Chapter 685: Chapter 0685: Can Only Lay the Cards on the Table

"You know Tang Ming? That punk dares to offend me, Zhen Xiaosa, I’ll definitely kill him..."

Every time he mentioned Tang Ming, Zhen Xiaosa couldn’t help but seethe with resentment, if it weren’t for that guy, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a wretched state.

"Good, since it’s like that, then don’t blame me for being impolite."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shen Yan reached to her waist and drew a silenced pistol, "Tang Ming’s life is mine, no one but me can kill her."

"Damn it."

Seeing Shen Yan take out a gun, Zhen Xiaosa was dumbfounded. When did Songlan City become so terrifying that guns were everywhere?

"Who the hell are you relying on?"

Shen Yan, furious, flicked off the safety and aimed the gun at Zhen Xiaosa’s head, ready to shoot.

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding."

Zhen Xiaosa quickly moved to dodge the gun and ran off into the distance.

"Don’t run, I’m going to kill you today."

Shen Yan didn’t hesitate to pull the trigger at Zhen Xiaosa’s retreating figure.

"Mommy, I want to go home."

Zhen Xiaosa felt bullets whizzing by and was scared to tears. If not for his decent skills, he probably would’ve been shot into a sieve by Shen Yan by now.

After emptying a magazine, Shen Yan didn’t continue the chase because she could tell that the man was a martial master with strong movement techniques. Frowning in concentration, she thought that if he was such a martial master, he shouldn’t be scared like this by a gun, right?

With her skills, assassinating a martial master was a possibility, but facing off against one in a direct fight, even with a gun, she would definitely lose. How come that guy ran so fast?

What Shen Yan didn’t know was that after a day of tragic experiences, Zhen Xiaosa’s nerves were shattered. Moreover, with his injuries, his first reaction after seeing Shen Yan with a gun was to run as far as possible.

Zhen Xiaosa dove into a nearby car with the fastest speed, gasping for air while urging, "Drive, drive fast."

"Young master, did you get the goods?"

The bodyguard started the car and asked expectantly.

"Got nothing! Besides that black-clothed bodyguard, Tang Ming also has a gun-wielding beauty secretly protecting him. If I hadn’t run fast, she would’ve turned me into a hornet’s nest."

Zhen Xiaosa wiped away cold sweat, still shaken. That was terrifying.

"A gunman in hiding? What should we do now?"

The two bodyguards hadn’t expected that Tang Ming would have such strong defenses.

"I can’t handle this situation; let’s go to the Mo Family." Zhen Xiaosa hesitated for a moment before deciding to lay everything out for Mo Hongsheng. After all, he didn’t want to provoke Tang Ming anymore; with a martial master bodyguard and a gun-wielding one too, not even the richest person in the world was this exaggerated.

They had fun for an entire afternoon and were greatly rewarded; however, knowing that tomorrow’s final exam was a matter of great importance, Liu Mengting and the others, after dinner, entered the final stretch of their revision, while Tang Ming... after eating his fill, went straight to sleep, utterly unconcerned about tomorrow’s big gamble.

Not far behind the Jun Tianhao Hotel, in an apartment complex, Mo Hongsheng sat with knitted brows, staring at Zhen Xiaosa who sat opposite him on the sofa, "What happened to you? The last time I saw you, you didn’t seem to be this badly hurt, right?"

At this moment, Zhen Xiaosa looked much more wretched than before; at least previously, you could tell he was a person, but now his entire face had swollen up, his eyes were black and blue, and he was a sight for sore eyes, most laughably, two of his front teeth were broken, leaving two gaping holes.

"Sigh! Don’t mention it."

Zhen Xiaosa sighed helplessly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Given the situation, I can only tell you the truth; the Mysterious Snow Spirit hasn’t actually escaped back to the Mo Family but was stolen by someone."

"There’s actually someone in Songlan City bold enough to rob the Zhen Family’s property, you’re not trying to pull one over on me, are you?"

Mo Hongsheng looked at Zhen Xiaosa skeptically. The Zhen Family was not a small Martial Arts Family in Wanjing City and was not something that any Martial Arts Family in Songlan City could compare to; how could someone dare to rob them?

"Look at me, do I look like I’m trying to trick you?"

With a tragic gesture, Zhen Xiaosa pointed to his own face and said gloomily, "I just wanted to snatch the Xue Ling back, and as a result, I was beaten so miserably. After a battle of wits and bravery, I still wasn’t a match for that guy."

"Who exactly stole the Xue Ling?"

Seeing Zhen Xiaosa in such a pitiful state, Mo Hongsheng stopped doubting and asked with a frown.

"A bastard who is arrogant, cocky, and has a strong protective force; seems like his name is Tang Ming," Zhen Xiaosa said through clenched teeth, furious at the mere thought of the man.

"You tangled with Tang Ming?"

Mo Hongsheng’s expression changed slightly as he remembered that there indeed was a lawless and audacious fellow in Songlan City backed by martial experts from the Poison Sect—Tang Ming.

"You know about Tang Ming?"

Zhen Xiaosa looked up at Mo Hongsheng uncertainly.

"He’s a difficult character. Not to mention your inability to snatch the Xue Ling from his hands, even if the old master of the Zhen Family were to come here, I fear he would not gain any advantage over him."

Mo Hongsheng smiled wryly, his expression turning grim. Tang Ming, supported by the Poison Sect, was not someone an ordinary city’s Martial Arts Family could contend with, unless the Kao Mountain behind the Zhen Family intervened; otherwise, they wouldn’t even qualify to confront Tang Ming.

Hearing this, Zhen Xiaosa was stunned for a few seconds before he realized he had kicked an iron plate. "If that’s the case, then there’s nothing more to say. Anyway, Xue Ling is now in Tang Ming’s hands. If you can snatch it back, then that’s your ability. My Zhen Family will not want a penny, and Xue Ling will belong to you from then on."

"Heh, you really know how to shirk responsibility. I’m doing business with the Zhen Family, and now the goods are lost, but you’re telling me to retrieve them myself. Isn’t that a bit excessive?"

Mo Hongsheng gave a cold laugh and asked disdainfully.

"You can say what you want. The Zhen Family hasn’t received your two billion in payment for the goods, so the deal hasn’t officially been completed. Now, if you can manage to get back the Xue Ling, you can save two billion. It’s not bad for you. On the contrary, it’s my Zhen Family that has lost a Mysterious Snow Spirit, right?"

With a sharp shrug, Zhen Xiaosa stood up and walked out, "I’ve said all that needs to be said. As for what to do next, you handle it. I need to hurry home. Songlan City is too weird for my taste; you won’t catch me dead here again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhen Xiaosa left without looking back. This trip to Songlan City had been too great a blow for him. He had thought that the only thing worthy of the Zhen Family’s wariness in the minor Songlan City was the Mo Family with its complex background. He didn’t expect to encounter such a terrifying person as Tang Ming, who had beaten him up several times in one day, seriously unlucky.

After Zhen Xiaosa had left, Xiao Wen carrying coffee came out from the kitchen, "Young master, who would have thought you and this Tang Ming would be so at odds. Xue Ling has also fallen into his hands, what should we do now?"