Volume 2 Chapter 42: Single-handedly Defeating Seven

  When Shangguan Nian arrived home, his parents were wrapping dumplings in the living room, with a filling of leek and beef. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled the aroma of the filling: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

  It's better to stay at home, it's been a day since I haven't seen my parents, and Officer Guan is missing them a bit.

  "Welcome back!" Seeing her son return, the mother put down her work and asked with concern: "Son, I heard from Yuanyuan that you had a drink with the master of Qingyun Temple yesterday?"

  "Ah, yes." Officer Nang went to the side bathroom to wash his hands, wiped them clean and walked over, skillfully pinching a dumpling into a yuanbao shape, chuckling: "That old man said I had an aura that would bring good fortune, and insisted on inviting me for drinks. I couldn't resist so I drank some, didn't expect to sleep for a whole day and night, only waking up this morning."

  "Really!?" Mother was overjoyed: "Did Master Zhang really say you have good fortune?"

  "That's it." Shang Guan was pleased with himself, took out the antidote pill from his sleeve: "It's just that Lao Dao thought my drinking capacity wasn't good, so he gave me this antidote pill and said to take it before drinking, then I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."

  "Let me see." Officer Yu's eyebrows furrowed, in this era, alchemists' elixirs were considered to be toxic compounds. Although Officer Yu was a bit superstitious, he didn't quite believe in the efficacy of Daoist medicine.

  Shangguan Nengren handed the antidote pill to Shangguan Yi and said, "Dad, that old Taoist gave me one, but I won't be using it. You keep it! In the future, if you have to attend a drinking banquet and feel like you can't hold your liquor, just take it."

  Shangguan Yi nodded and took over the hangover pill, holding it under his nose to smell. It was indeed fragrant, and smelling it refreshed his spirit.

  "Good stuff!" exclaimed Shangguan Yi's eyes lit up:

  "This was given by Daozhang, so be sure to keep it well and don't damage it." In comparison, my mother is even more superstitious, especially about the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple. Since this elixir was given by the head of the Taoist priests, she thinks it's a treasure that's worth more than anything else, and she guards it more tightly than anyone else.

  "Hmm." Officer Yi nodded, although he didn't entirely believe in the "thousand cups without getting drunk" claim, he did think it was a good hangover cure. He got up and found an empty medicine bottle, filled it with the hangover pills, and carried it with him.

  "Son, where is Yuanyuan?" Just then, Shangguan Yi went to prepare medicine. The mother and daughter started chatting while wrapping dumplings together.

  "She stayed with me for a night, and as soon as she got home, she fell asleep. Oh, right, Yuanyuan said today that we're invited to have dinner together at her place. I saw how tired she was, so I took on the task of cooking myself. I'll need to go out and buy some ingredients in a bit."

  "Oh? Your sister Yuanyuan is indeed very good to you." Mother smiled and asked: "When?"

  "It's evening." He looked up at the time, it was almost 11 o'clock, and said: "We'll have dinner at 8 o'clock tonight. After I finish lunch, I'll go buy groceries, and this afternoon will be enough."

  "Are you doing it all by yourself? Mom will come and give you a hand." said the mother.

  "No need, Yuanyuan is sleeping! It's too noisy with so many people, I can handle it myself." Shangguan Nengren shook his head: "Mom, you're making the dough too ugly!"

  "You stinky boy, you've eaten the ugly buns I made for over a decade." The mother was deeply hurt. After cooking for a lifetime, she wasn't even as good as her son who had only learned to cook for a few months. It seemed that the mother's talent in cooking was not impressive at all.

  To be honest, Mother's talent in any aspect isn't that great, otherwise her highest ability wouldn't have just been F-class cooking skills.

  Shang Guanyi came back after a while and heard that Xin Yuanyuan had invited him to dinner, nodded: "Don't prepare for drinking, I'll take it over tonight."

  "Alright!" The matter was settled then.

  After lunch, Shang Guan took his fishing rod and went out. His parents had recently found out about his fishing-for-money business and hadn't expressed any opposition, but they did cut off their weekly allowance.

  "Now that the son has grown up and can earn money, don't mind this little pocket money." These were Shang Guan Yi's exact words, leaving Shang Guan Neng speechless.

  Just after walking out of the building, Shang Guan was riding his bicycle and had not yet left the residential area when a van suddenly appeared, its door opening to reveal six thugs who jumped out, wielding baseball bats or iron chains, and attacked Shang Guan without warning.

  Shangguan Neng's pupils contracted, and he retreated backwards, abandoning his carriage. At the same time, a horizontal sweep of his fishing rod flashed with electricity.

  "Bang bang bang bang bang——"

  One blow, six thugs let out a loud cry in unison, their bodies flying backward through the air. Several crashed into cars, while others fell to the ground. Without exception, all of them lost their combat effectiveness and wailed loudly.

  "My arm... my arm is broken!"

  "Ah! My ribs are broken..."

  "Oh no! I'm bleeding internally..."

  *Vomit~~~~* (literally vomit blood)

  The bread delivery driver was stunned and couldn't believe that the six of them were actually taken down by a single fishing rod, what the fuck is this, isn't this a martial arts movie?

  Obviously not, and they're all going to be in big trouble.

  Shangguan Nengren was originally feeling depressed and down, but was comforted by Xin Yu Yuan's words and calmed down. After leveling up, his mood had been pretty good, but the sudden attack by a few thugs caused the pent-up depression in his heart to erupt again, and it was a strong eruption.

  "Bang——" With one punch, the car window was pierced by Shang Guan Nengren's fist. The terrified driver was roughly pulled out of the shattered window by Shang Guan Nengren, with shards of broken glass stuck to his face. The driver let out a blood-curdling scream.

  Shangguan Nengren single-handedly lifted him above his head, his whole body radiating an aura of menace: "Speak! Who sent you here?"

  The driver had an illusion, as if he saw a vicious and sinister shadow appearing behind the upper official's back. Suddenly, his pants were wet with urine: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm just a driver, I don't know anything! They forced me to come here! I really don't know anything!"

  The driver's face was covered in tears and snot, his pants were stained with feces and urine, the officer scowled at him, threw him to the ground, kicked him with disgust, and the massive impact force knocked the driver into a blissful unconsciousness.

  Shangguan Neng turned his gaze to those few thugs who were rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, and suddenly found that one of them looked somewhat familiar.

  Knitting his brow and thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered that this guy was the one who drank beer at the flower bed before!

  "No wonder there was a sense of hostility at the time, it turns out to be this guy!" Shang Guan's eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward to trample him under his foot, angrily shouting: "Speak! Who sent you here?!"

  Shangguan Nengren now really wants to kill people, but the 'education' of the past few years has temporarily made him not have the courage and awareness. But not killing people, beating them up is effortless.

  Let's say six people armed with weapons gang up on you, and even if you beat them to a pulp, it can only be considered justifiable self-defense and is protected by law. Officer Wang was particularly ruthless, almost breaking the person's lumbar vertebrae.

  "Ah! I said! I said!" The young man could not bear the intense pain, and let out a painful cry: "It was Bai Yutang! It was Bai Yutang who made us deal with you! We only took money, we surrender! We surrender! Let us go!"

  The young man spat out another mouthful of blood. It was him who had vomited blood before. I'm afraid that if he continues to vomit, he will really die from vomiting blood.

  When he heard the name Bai Yutang, a fierce glint flashed in Nangong Yun's eyes, his fists clenched tightly as he struggled to suppress the murderous impulse in his heart.

  "Hsss... hooo... hsss... hooo..." After taking a few deep breaths, he relaxed his feet and took out his phone to dial Xu Jingru's number.

  At this time, Xu Jingyu was still secretly monitoring Beibei, giving up the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion and the National Day holiday. Xu Jingyu's persistence and tenacity were indeed worthy of praise, but her persistence had gone a bit too far, making her a little short-sighted.

  Xu Jingru was driving a private car, which she had bought with her own savings, a used Alto for 1,000 yuan. Who knows what she was thinking? She didn't even buy a better one. Now it's following Wei Beibei's Rolls-Royce, gradually moving away from the city.

  Xu Jingru was so obsessed with collecting evidence of BeiBei's crime that she completely ignored the fact that her seven-year-old Otter could catch up with a Rolls-Royce.

  Just then, Xu Jingru received a call from Shang Guan Nengren. Although she was in a hurry, Xu Jingru frowned and answered: "What is it? My sister is handling a case!"

  The fierce anger scared Officer Shang and the urge to kill was also scared away: "Sister, if you want to file a case, that's fine. I'll just call 110 directly."

  "What's wrong?" asked Hsu Ching-ju, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  It was a policeman, although somewhat losing his composure, but instinctively heard that Officer Nangong had encountered trouble.

  "No, just now when I went out, a van came down from the building in my residential area, and there were seven thugs with weapons inside who attacked me..."

  "Nothing's wrong?" Xǔ Jìngrú was startled, seven thugs with weapons in hand? Even she couldn't withstand the sudden attack.

  "Uh... nothing's wrong, I just knocked them down and now they're coughing up blood!"

  "What!?" Xu Jingru was really shocked this time: "You single-handedly took down seven? Or were they armed?"

  "Ah, yes." Upper official Neng said: "Sister, I've found out who is behind them, it's a bit of trouble, can you help me?"

  Xu Jingru was stunned for a moment, then let out a breath: "Little brother, you're really something. Sister only just realized how good you are at fighting."

  Upon hearing Xu Jingru's tone, Shangguan Neng felt a sense of unease in his heart and cleared his throat twice: "Nothing, just some household chores, sister. Can you come over for a bit? I have something to attend to today and don't want to go to the police station."

  Xu Jingru hesitated for a moment, and this hesitation made her calm down. She looked at the Rolls-Royce in front of her, which seemed to be slowing down, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat, stepping on the brakes with one foot.

  Rolls-Royce seemed to hesitate for a moment before accelerating and disappearing from Xu Jingyu's line of sight.

  Xu Jingru felt a chill behind her back, and when she touched it, it was all cold sweat.

  "Sister... sister? What's wrong? Is it that you don't have time?" Up Official Nengren's voice came from the phone, Xu Jingru took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "I have time, I'll go over right now, is it at the bottom of your residential building?"

  "Yes, sister, sorry to trouble you, it's really not good to delay your case." Xiang Neng's apologetic tone made Xu Jingru feel secretly ashamed and thought: I should be thanking you instead.

  "It's okay, I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Hanging up the phone, Xu Jingru gazed at the direction where Rolls-Royce disappeared, still feeling a lingering fear: Little fox spirit, you almost got caught!

  In the Rolls-Royce, the female bodyguard looked back with a high-powered telescope: "Miss, Otter has turned around."

  The deputy driver's seat, with Beibei's legs together and everyone sitting quietly beside him, a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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