From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 655 - : 341 New Year’s Eve_2

Chapter 655: 341 New Year’s Eve_2

Black against white, hard against soft.

The young man snorted disdainfully, “How dare these petty thieves attempt a sneak attack? They’re practically begging for death.”

With that, he yanked on the whip, causing a figure to stumble, who still didn’t let go of the whip.

Under the lamplight, the anguished and horrified face of a woman was revealed.

“Xi Yu, so you were in cahoots with this woman. Master Xiao trusted you for nothing.”

The young man coldly replied, “Only Miss is my sworn master whom I’ll serve to the death.”

“I wonder what wrong I’ve done to Mr. Ran that he goes to such lengths to have me killed.” The gentle voice of a young woman wafted around the empty underground parking lot, sending chills down people’s spine.

Ye Shuang gritted her teeth, “Because you deserve to die.”

She had found plenty of evidence at Siji Town, enough to conclude the startling truth that Master Xiao had been charmed by beauty and dared not act. Thus, she must act on his behalf and eradicate this scourge.

“Everyone is born equal. Why should I deserve to die? Kindly enlighten me, Miss Ye.”

“What act are you putting on?” Ye Shuang snapped, “I won’t let you succeed in your scheme. Give up any hope of that.”

Ming Jing sighed sadly, “You are truly pitiable…”.

Hearing this, Ye Shuang flared up in an instant like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, “Shut up! I don’t need your pity; you can go to hell.”

With those words, a frigid light flashed in her eyes, pointing in the air, she snapped out a dart towards Ming Jing.

Ming Jing stood unmoving, a delicate smile on her lips. Standing amidst the dark, she remained still as a mountain even as death neared.

With a swift kick, Eighteen knocked the dart away, burying it deep into the wall, causing the plaster to flake away.

“Looking for death.” Cursing, Eighteen, armed with the whip, charged towards her.

In a matter of seconds, Ye Shuang was tossed at Ming Jing’s feet by Eighteen.

Eighteen pulled out a tissue and meticulously wiped his fingers, his expression full of disgust.

With her face burning in humiliation, Ye Shuang said, “Just kill me.”

“Killing is against the law, are you encouraging me to commit a crime?” Ming Jing gazed down at her, “Mr. Ran doesn’t know about your attempt on my life, does he?”

“What’s it to you?”

Suddenly, several darts shot out of the darkness, stunning in their speed.

Eighteen rolled over, shielding Ming Jing.

With a faint “rip,” a flying dart tore Ming Jing’s skirt and embedded itself into the cement floor.

Ming Jing pushed Eighteen away, slowly got up, bending over to pick up the torn piece of her skirt and the spinning dart made of mysterious metal.

Five darts lay lined up on the ground, perfectly controlled in terms of strength and distance.

“What impressive control.” Ming Jing played with the dart, a faint smile on her lips.

“She got away.” Eighteen immediately gave chase,

“Don’t bother.” Ming Jing called out to him.

Eighteen ran his hand through his hair in frustration: “Damn it.”

Ming Jing handed him the dart, “Who do you reckon it might be?”

Instantly, a person came to Eighteen’s mind: “Ye Feng?”

He had faced off against Ye Feng in the last martial arts tournament. Despite his young age, this kid was extremely talented in martial arts and would surely become a force to reckon with in due time.

Ming Jing turned to leave, “You won last time thanks to the advantage of speed. If the terrain was unrestricted, you wouldn’t win against him.”

Eighteen followed her, examining the dart in his hand, “There are always bigger fish in the sea, more capable people out and about.”

“But they want to kill you.” A murderous look flashed in Eighteen’s eyes.

Ming Jing chuckled, “Don’t worry, what awaits them is Ran Tengxiao’s fury.”

Ran Tengxiao wouldn’t kill her-strictly speaking, not yet.

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“Thud.” A pen holder hit Ye Shuang’s forehead, causing her to prostrate on the ground, not daring to breathe.

“You’re getting bolder, concealing your acts of murder. Are the police idling about? Can I, Ran Tengxiao, still cover the skies with one hand? Do you think she’s just a little nun from Jiyue Temple?”

Ran Tengxiao was furious indeed.

“Master Xiao, she has to die.” With her forehead pressed against the ground, Ye Shuang insisted on her standpoint.

Ran Tengxiao aggressively kicked her, “Presumptuous woman, you nearly ruined my plan. How did I end up raising such an idiot?”

Ye Shuang froze, “Plan?”

Ran Tengxiao couldn’t be bothered to explain, waving her away, “Go to Yunzhou. Jiangzhou is not for you anymore. You’re not allowed back without my order.”

“Master Xiao, I’m sorry. I realize my reckless actions disrupted your plan. But I still believe that what I did was right, she must die. And Xi Yu, he’s been deceiving you all along, colluding with that bastard, ingratiating himself with you with ulterior motives. You know well what he’s after, it’s time to cut him off.”