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Join the ServerGu Meilan was dressed quite provocatively today.
She wore a bright purple, ultra-short crop top that exposed her midriff, paired with tight black patent leather hot pants.
On her feet were a pair of black stilettos with ten-centimeter heels.
She exuded an aura of showiness, sexiness, and a hint of danger.
Though surrounded, there was no fear on her face; instead, she wore a provocative smile.
The commotion of Song Qinghuan charging up the hill with Lin Shishi in her arms immediately drew everyone’s attention.
The rubber-clad girls turned their heads, their eyes behind the masks filled with vigilance.
Song Qinghuan quickly scanned the scene and couldn’t help but smile.
It was obvious that Gu Meilan wasn’t as badly off as she had claimed—she hadn’t been stripped naked and thrown down the mountain.
The girl set Lin Shishi down and whispered, “Shishi, hide behind this rock. Remember, no matter what happens, don’t come close. If something seems wrong—run down the mountain immediately, understand?”
“Got it, Qinghuan-jie.” Lin Shishi nodded obediently.
“Good girl.”
Song Qinghuan’s gaze softened for a moment as she lightly patted the back of Lin Shishi’s hand, then turned to face forward.
At that moment, Gu Meilan spotted them and immediately yelled dramatically, “Dead woman! You finally showed up! Any later, and you’d be collecting my corpse!”
Song Qinghuan snorted with laughter. “Dead woman, aren’t you still bouncing around? You look full of life to me!”
Gu Meilan “ptooied” and then put on a plaintive tone, “Almost dead, almost dead! If you hadn’t come, you’d be wearing mourning clothes and wailing for me!”
Their banter, as if no one else was around, clearly angered the rubber-clad girls watching.
One of them, the tallest and most voluptuous, holding a red short stick, stepped forward. She pointed the stick at Song Qinghuan, then glanced at Lin Shishi, who was peeking nervously from behind the rock. Her voice, coming from behind the mask, carried mockery and greed:
“Oh? Two more pretty little beauties?—Tsk tsk, that little twin-tailed cutie is really delicate and adorable!”
Her gaze lingered unabashedly on Lin Shishi’s chest, waist, and thighs.
Lin Shishi quickly shrank back.
Song Qinghuan’s eyes turned cold. She feigned ignorance and called out, “Gu Meilan, who the hell are these people?”
Gu Meilan shrugged, looking innocent. “Them? Those bastards from the Shuanghe Hui!”
The rubber-clad girls grew furious. “Bastards? You’re the bastards! Just a bunch of harlots!”
Gu Meilan smirked mischievously. “Look at that uniform you’re wearing. I’d say you’re the professional harlots, right?”
Song Qinghuan frowned.
In Lanfang, especially in Yùgǎng City, the Shuanghe Hui was indeed a formidable underworld organization. Most members were young women, and they acted boldly, even crazily.
That much was obvious from their attire.
They often gathered to fight, stir up trouble, and even kidnap pretty girls they targeted, subjecting them to unspeakable games.
“So—how did you get into trouble with them?” Song Qinghuan pressed.
Before Gu Meilan could answer, the leader of the rubber-clad girls—Yang Meiyu—snorted coldly.
“Hmph! This reckless little slut dared to wink at Xiao Baicai, the most favored girl of our boss, and even flirt with her! If I don’t break one of her legs today, where will the Shuanghe Hui’s face be?”
Gu Meilan immediately complained, “Hey! Yang Meiyu! Be reasonable! How was I flirting? I just thought the girl was cute, looked at her a couple of times, and smiled! Is that worth calling out a bunch of harlots to gang up on me?”
“Bastard!”
Yang Meiyu’s voice shot up, filled with rage. “Your eyes practically stripped Xiao Baicai naked! Do you think we’re blind?—Enough talk. You’ve been stalling for forty minutes! If you dare, then own it!”
“No, no, it’s not that I don’t dare to own it.”
Gu Meilan suddenly dropped her careless demeanor, a strange smile appearing on her face. She pointed at Song Qinghuan, then at herself. “As you can see, my good sister is here. We’ve both trained in internal martial arts. If it comes to a real fight, you might not be a match. So before we start, shouldn’t we ‘agree on three rules’?”
“Agree on three rules?”
Yang Meiyu laughed scornfully. “You’re on the brink of death and still trying tricks? Fine, I’ll hear what rules you want.”
Gu Meilan cleared her throat. “Simple. First, no matter the outcome, this fight ends today. If we knock you all down, then the matter of me ‘looking twice’ is settled. The Shuanghe Hui won’t pursue it or cause us trouble. Second, if you beat us, we’ll accept defeat and submit to your will. How about it?”
At the end, she even deliberately blinked, putting on a pitiful act.
Song Qinghuan almost burst out laughing.
She knew Gu Meilan too well—that girl was absolutely fearless in a fight. Acting so “reasonable” now was just to limit the conflict and avoid endless future trouble.
But who knew how vicious she’d be once they started fighting?
“Fine!”
Yang Meiyu agreed coldly. “I can promise that if I knock you two down today, I’ll only break one leg each, as an apology to Xiao Baicai. After that, grudges are settled, and the Shuanghe Hui will never bother you again!”
She paused, her gaze once again skipping over Song Qinghuan to land greedily on Lin Shishi not far away. She licked her lips, her voice dripping with undisguised lust. “As for that adorable twin-tailed little sister you brought… she’s so pitifully cute. If you lose, that little cutie belongs to me. She’ll play with me for three days and three nights! I’ll treat her very well!”
“!!!???”
Lin Shishi trembled, her face turning pale.
She instinctively wanted to step back, but noticed that two rubber-clad girls had quietly moved behind her, blocking her path down the mountain.
Song Qinghuan’s gaze turned icy cold. She whipped her head around, her eyes like knives stabbing at Yang Meiyu. “Say that again?”
The overwhelming pressure and undisguised killing intent made Yang Meiyu and the surrounding rubber-clad girls involuntarily shudder.
“I said,” Yang Meiyu forced herself to maintain her bravado, “if you lose, that little cutie—”
“Shut up!”
Song Qinghuan cut her off sharply, her eyes sweeping over the two rubber-clad girls trying to block Lin Shishi. “You two better get the hell away from her right now! If you dare come a step closer or lay a finger on her… I guarantee that today, it won’t just be your legs that get broken!”
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable authority and bloodlust. The two rubber-clad girls involuntarily took half a step back.
Seeing this, Yang Meiyu’s anger flared, but she didn’t want to cause more trouble. The primary target was still Gu Meilan.
She snorted and signaled the two girls to back off a bit, though they still subtly blocked Lin Shishi’s escape route.
“Enough talk! Since we’ve agreed on rules, let’s see who’s stronger!”
Yang Meiyu waved her red short stick, pointing at Gu Meilan and Song Qinghuan. “Sisters, get them!”
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