My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 76 - 0076: Special Services

Chapter 76: Chapter 0076: Special Services

Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli, hearing Tang Ming’s words, also stood afar in fear, seemingly ready to run away.

Xiaoma was infuriated. Just as he was about to act, he got interrupted again. What kind of bad luck had hit him today? Everything seemed to go wrong.

At the same time, his two accomplices were still behind him. Tang Ming’s group of three was watching them vigilantly. If he showed a hideous face, the other side would surely run, and if they encountered other tourists by then, the situation would be botched. Even killing Tang Ming would be of no use then.

"Hehe, you’ve got it all wrong. We’re not here to smash you."

Xiaoma quickly thought on his feet, grinning as he randomly explained, "This is a special service, you’ve misunderstood."

"Misunderstood?"

Tang Ming shook his head, "I haven’t read many books, don’t try to deceive me."

Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli, after all, were girls, standing at a distance with worried faces. However, they knew Tang Ming’s strength well and seeing him not showing any sign of distress, they figured there must be a reason, so they also didn’t make any moves.

"Really, why would I deceive you?"

Xiaoma looked at the iron stick in his hand and said, "This is actually a simulation iron stick, it doesn’t hurt people."

"A simulation? You’re kidding me."

Tang Ming shook his head in disbelief, "What are you doing with a simulation iron stick if there’s nothing wrong? Are you sick or something?"

Scolded by Tang Ming, Xiaoma’s face turned red, but he couldn’t lash out, so he kept grinning and continued to apologise, "It’s true, this stick is a simulation."

But for a moment, he couldn’t find the words to explain. This problem was too hard to explain.

Seeing Xiaoma panicking, Dahait turned to rambling explanations, "Don’t be scared, actually this simulation stick is set up for tourists to vent their frustrations."

"For tourists to vent?"

Tang Ming laughed, this guy really knew how to make things up. Vent what nonsense?

"Nowadays, city people live with a lot of stress, that’s why they come to our maze for amusement, but if they can’t find their way out quickly, they will definitely feel annoyed. Having such irritation means harboring anger, so it’s not good not to vent it out."

Seeing Xiaoma staring at him in silence, Dahait thought he had said something right, even managing to deceive Ma Ge, so he boasted proudly, "Thus, our theme park provides this kind of service. If a tourist feels upset, they can take this simulation stick and beat us to let off steam."

As soon as Dahait finished speaking, everyone looked at him. He spoke a bit uneasily, "Did I not explain it clearly?"

"Too clearly."

Tang Ming nearly cried laughing but held back, following up with, "No, you explained perfectly, I am curious about how this venting service works?"

"Exactly, we want to try it too."

Li Xiaoli, hearing there was such an interesting service, grew interested after feeling a bit upset earlier and now came forward, wanting to try this service.

Liu Mengting, on the other hand, was more cautious, thinking: What kind of service is this? Isn’t this just asking to be beaten up? And that simulation iron stick, no matter how you looked at it, seemed real. If it hit someone, how painful would that be?

"Look, it’s almost noon, why don’t I just lead you out of the maze first?"

Xiaoma quickly jumped in with a response, fearing if the conversation continued, he would really feel like crying, wishing he could beat Dahait at that moment.

"Right, we should get going."

Liu Mengting always felt these three men had ill intentions, so she wanted to get out of the maze to avoid any unexpected incidents.

"No, don’t. Meng Meng sister, this unique service isn’t available elsewhere, how can we not try it?"

Li Xiaoli, having failed to find her way out of the maze continuously before, felt frustrated. Now with this service that matched her mood, she of course wanted to let off steam and try something new.

"Stop it, this kind of service is quite frightening."

Liu Mengting shook her head and refused.

Xiao Ma’s head was about to burst from anger, wishing he could kick Da Hei Ya to death. He hastily agreed, saying, "Exactly, let’s not play anymore. This kind of service is pretty expensive, a thousand yuan a minute, it’s really not worth it."

"Oh, so it’s because the service fee is high, no wonder there’s such a service."

Li Xiaoli suddenly realized and then said to Tang Ming, "Tang Ming, didn’t you make a lot of money yesterday? Why not treat me and Meng Meng to a minute’s worth of fighting?"

"If it were anything else, I wouldn’t be willing to pay."

Tang Ming looked at Xiao Ma and the other two, barely able to hold back his laughter, "But for such a special service, I must treat, because I also want to see what it’s like."

"Ah!"

Xiao Ma jumped in fright; these three really were planning to go through with it.

He tightened his grip on the iron rod, ready to lash out, but Tang Ming was quicker, snatching the rod from his hands. After weighing it, he said:

"That’s right, it’s indeed a replica, very realistic, same weight and everything. It just probably won’t hurt as much when hitting someone. You two should put in a little more effort later, really let it out. I did pay for it, after all."

"Really? Let me try it."

Li Xiaoli got excited, took the iron rod from Tang Ming’s hand, and after feeling it said, "It’s just like the real thing, eh? Modern technology is so advanced."

"Let’s start the timer."

Tang Ming pulled out his phone, pretending to time them, and Xiao Ma and his buddies were scared shitless—it was their first time encountering such a situation.

Li Xiaoli, holding the iron rod, slowly approached, much like a thug about to commit violence, while Xiao Ma and his companions didn’t run but were visibly scared.

"Go on, hit them. They make a living from this; who knows, they might urgently need the money. If you don’t hit them, how are they supposed to earn a living?"

Tang Ming fanned the flames.

Li Xiaoli thought it over and realized he was right; hitting the other side would not only allow her to vent but also let them earn money.

"Ouch!"

Xiao Ma yelled out because Li Xiaoli had smashed the rod onto his shoulder, causing him so much pain that he could barely lift his arms.

"Why does it feel so real?"

Li Xiaoli was startled by Xiao Ma’s scream and didn’t dare to move, asking in confusion.

Tang Ming waved his hand with a sly smile, and an unknown powder flew out, unnoticed in the dimly lit maze.

"Don’t worry, this is a special service. Of course, they have to pretend to be in pain after being hit. Otherwise, what’s the point if you beat them up and they don’t even cry out?"

"Right, makes sense."

Li Xiaoli, holding the iron rod, started swinging at the three guys...

"Hey, don’t..."

But before he could finish, Xiao Ma realized that he suddenly couldn’t speak, and his body became paralyzed, only able to make meaningless moaning sounds, "Ah... ah... ao..."

After a solid half-minute of beating,

she had grown tired and handed the rod to Liu Mengting, saying, "Your turn, Meng Meng. Go for it, hit hard. They’re pretending so well. This way you can really let off some steam, and there’s still half a minute left!"

"Oh."

Liu Mengting was initially skeptical, but seeing Li Xiaoli enjoying herself and the three not resisting, she started to believe that these guys were offering some sort of special service for the money.