The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 85: Street Commotion

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Street Commotion

"Hey, you in front."

A rough voice with a heavy northern accent echoed down the sparsely populated street.

The person being called out to remained unfazed.

Rong Zhi’s backpack hung loosely over his shoulder, seemingly about to slip off, yet it stubbornly stayed in place as he walked.

Bai Su was quite curious, asking softly, "Did you nail your bag to your shoulder?"

"I’m not that idle."

Bai Su let out an "oh" and didn’t dwell on it further.

But their obvious indifference and disregard quickly sparked the anger of the people behind them.

The five men stormed up to them with grim expressions; the last one’s steps were slower, and the sound of high heels clicked on the empty street.

"Little brother~"

Three words, each with a different intonation, ambiguous like a poisonous snake whispering in one’s ear, sticky and disgusting.

The woman from the bar, scantily clad, now sauntered past the five men with alluring eyes, her gaze fixed on the upper half of Rong Zhi’s face, and then a side glance caused her to burst into a vigorous gleam.

"Two absolute beauties, tonight’s really worth it," she said, licking her lips suggestively.

Their path was blocked, forcing Rong Zhi and Bai Su to stop.

"Yan Yue盟?" Bai Su’s gaze swept over the woman’s exposed arm, spotting a small crescent moon tattoo, the unique totem of Yan Yue盟.

No sooner had he spoken.

The woman’s previously coquettish expression turned cold, the warmth vanishing from her eyes, replaced by ferocity, and she said in a chilly tone, "Are you in the business?"

As she spoke, she scrutinized Bai Su carefully, unfamiliar with him, yet he knew about Yan Yue盟, which meant he wasn’t simple, but she had never seen this person in the business, could it be a new force?

That shouldn’t be.

Yan Yue盟 was considered the biggest force on this road in Beijing next to the Bai Family; wouldn’t any newcomer have to pay respects to Yan Yue盟 first? If this person had been to Yan Yue盟, she would surely have seen him.

Not recognizing him meant that this new force was too insignificant to be noted, so it was normal for her not to know.

Thinking this, Xu Di no longer felt concerned; after all, she was a branch leader of Yan Yue盟, there was no need to worry about dealing with someone from a small force.

She beckoned with a finger, ordering, "Go, I want to see both of them in my room tonight."

This was outright kidnapping on the street.

Bai Su squinted, tilting his attractive peach blossom eyes, his deep, lazy voice sounding indifferent, "Split evenly? Or should I do it?"

Rong Zhi exchanged a silent glance with him, then stepped back a pace, the meaning clear.

Bai Su chuckled.

She sure wasn’t holding back at all.

But of course, against this trash, there was no need for the little brother to act.

It was almost eleven now, the later it got, the cooler the weather, and the wind grew stronger, making it feel quite cold on the body. Bai Su glanced at Rong Zhi again, lips curling into a delightful arc, "Cold? Need the teacher to give you his coat?"

Rong Zhi: "..."

Seeing the young man’s speechless and disdainful gaze, Bai Su laughed softly yet indulgently.

The five across were all from Yan Yue盟, carrying a heavy aura of bloodthirst, the one hiding it best was Xu Di, there was probably something in her skirt.

Seeing the two men still bantering, she immediately gave her subordinates a look. One of them nodded, and in a flash, rushed at them unexpectedly.

Yet Bai Su, as if having eyes on the back of his head, bent down suddenly just as a man swung a punch over, then flipped sideways to dodge another’s attack. When they came at him again, he swung his leg at one of their lower backs!

His leg swept with a strong cold wind and mighty force, the seemingly casual move sent them flying as if struck by a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds!

"Sss—boom!"

The two men slammed heavily into the streetlight, groaning in unison, clutching their bellies and trembling all over.

Bai Su stood there casually with hands in pockets, not a speck of dust on him, even cocking an eyebrow tauntingly at the remaining few, "I’m in a hurry, all at once, now."

The remaining three: "..."

"Damn it! Get him! Beat that bastard to death!"

Xu Di stood aside, secretly shocked.

How could a small force’s lackey be so formidable?

She pursed her lips, seeing her people at a disadvantage, a sense of urgency rose inside her.

Suddenly, out the corner of her eye, she spotted the boy playing with a phone nearby, her eyebrows lifting.

Resolved, Xu Di cat-walked silently towards the unsuspecting boy.

The one with the greatest combat power was entangled at the front, leaving only the boy with the pretty eyes at the back. Xu Di couldn’t believe that a boy looking so delicate and weak could possess any strength.

However, as she rounded the front and got within two meters of the boy, he suddenly lifted his head, those fox-like eyes meeting hers, arching slightly, the red at the corners tinged with mischief.

"Told you to scram, are you deaf?"

The same cold tone from the bar.

Incredibly indifferent.

Xu Di flinched momentarily, her hand reaching around her waist, then suddenly acted, face assuming its usual coquettish smile as she spoke, "No rush, little brother, sista’s coming to roll with ya~"

Utterly disgusting.

Rong Zhi’s eyes filled with an icy irritation.

A split second before Xu Di fired the gun, she deftly closed the distance between them, facing Xu Di’s shocked but delighted eyes, her fingers moved subtly with skill to disarm the gun, then loading it, she pressed the muzzle against Xu Di’s forehead.

The whole process lasted only a few seconds from start to finish.

Feeling the cold and pain on her forehead, Xu Di was utterly shocked.

How did she do it?!

In the woman’s increasingly terrified eyes, Rong Zhi leisurely pulled the trigger, showing no emotion, her gaze black and cold, as if the person before her wasn’t alive, but a dead object.

"Little brother."

A pleasing male voice sounded at her ear, softer than moonlight.

Rong Zhi’s fingers paused.

The barrel shifted aside, the bullet grazing Xu Di’s ear.

The commotion here had already drawn the attention of the surrounding residents, fortunately, Xu Di had the sense to equip a silencer, and people only heard a muffled sound, the rest dissolving into the wind.

Bai Su approached, tossing the gun from the boy’s hand onto the seated Xu Di, then smoothly grabbed her wrist, speeding off down the street.

They’d been gone less than a minute when the sound of sirens approached from afar.

Both had long legs, it didn’t take long for them to run out of the street.

The cold wind pressed Rong Zhi back to reality, she tried to rub her nose but realized her wrist was still in someone’s grasp.

She tried to break free but failed.

"Let go."

"No," Bai Su refused her request, thumb gently caressing her soft, slightly cool wrist, clicking his tongue with admiration, "Little brother’s skin is really tender."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Is he gay? Right?

Though she neither discriminated against nor disliked homosexuals, she thought it necessary to remind Bai Su that he had mistaken her identity.

But she couldn’t break free now, she didn’t understand where he got such strength, and ended up dragged back to Blue Paris.

Standing before her car, Bai Su reluctantly released her, though his expression was filled with regret.

Rong Zhi remained indifferent.

Bai Su awkwardly scratched his nose, brow arching, sighing softly, "This time can you let it slide? Next time, I promise to report before touching you."

Rong Zhi: "...Shameless."