Chapter 1487 Chen Xuan Makes a Move
"Ah—"
Hu Mei screamed.
The next moment, the young man let out a wail, clutching his arm, his face full of pain.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Hu Mei blinked and quickly saw a shining silver needle stuck in the young man's arm.
What's happening?
"Serves you right?"
"You stinking woman!"
The young man was taunted and his face turned red with anger. He was about to attack again when, with a whoosh, another silver needle pierced his body.
The young man, who had been screaming in pain, suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had been pricked in a laughter acupoint. After a moment, he cried out in pain again.
It was truly a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Hu Mei was greatly astonished.
This is too miraculous!
"Good, good, good, you wait for me!"
The young man realized something was seriously wrong. He uttered a harsh threat and turned to flee.
The elderly couple also saw that the young man was not a good person and quickly left.
"Chen Yiming, is that you?"
"Are you not dead?"
Hu Mei looked around, but after a long time, she couldn't find that familiar face.
Was it an illusion?
Were others helping?
Chen Xuan, hiding behind a large tree, heard Hu Mei's voice and his expression turned solemn.
"Could it be an illusion?"
Hu Mei's expression dimmed.
"Director Hu? Why haven't you left?"
Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and a round figure walked over. Seeing Hu Mei, he was taken aback.
"Zhang Xiaolong? Was that you just now?"
"Um... it was me..."
Zhang Xiaolong scratched his head awkwardly.
Originally, Zhang Xiaolong had followed behind quietly out of guilt, and had not come with everyone. Just now, he saw Sister Rong and the others had already left, so he thought everyone was gone and hurried over. But who would have thought he would run into Hu Mei?
"Oh, so that's how it is. Thank you."
After speaking, Hu Mei left with a dejected expression.
"Thank me? What are you thanking me for?"
Zhang Xiaolong was confused, and then his face filled with shame.
If it weren't for him, Hu Mei would have a boyfriend now. Why was Hu Mei thanking him now? Could that Chen Yiming fellow be a scumbag?
No, no!
The tear tracks on Hu Mei's face could not be faked.
There must have been some misunderstanding.
In fact, Director Hu had indeed misunderstood.
She had originally asked if it was Zhang Xiaolong who had made the move just now.
Zhang Xiaolong didn't say anything more. He lay on the tombstone and cried, tears and snot flowing, extremely heartbroken.
"Brother Chen, it's all my fault. If I hadn't let you get involved in this matter, you wouldn't have had an accident. It's all my fault, all my fault!"
However, Zhang Xiaolong was always an optimistic person. He quickly pulled himself together and wiped away his tears.
"Brother Chen, don't worry, I will live well."
After speaking, Zhang Xiaolong also left. kAnshu伍.ξà
Chen Xuan pouted: "You are a good brother."
He also quickly turned and left, exiting the cemetery through another gate.
Not far from the cemetery, he saw a few figures gathered together, and one of them was very familiar.
Wasn't this the young man selling gravestones just now?
His expression turned cold, and he quickly walked over.
It was inconvenient to make a move just now, but it was very convenient this time.
Several people were surrounding the young man selling gravestones. These people had dyed hair, wore ripped pants, and had a slovenly, hooligan-like demeanor. They looked like street thugs.
"Er Dong, you're not kidding, are you? Just these two silver needles made you cry and laugh?" someone said in disbelief, holding two silver needles in his hand.
"Of course it's true. Didn't you see it just now? I was crying and laughing."
Although the person called Er Dong kept explaining, the others still didn't believe him.
"Er Dong, haven't you been possessed by evil spirits from frequenting graveyards?"
Now at the entrance of the cemetery, this remark made many people's spines chill, and they subconsciously kept their distance from Er Dong.
"What possessed by evil spirits? Don't you talk nonsense."
Er Dong said without much conviction, feeling a cold sweat on the soles of his feet.
He often visited cemeteries, but he firmly believed in ghost stories.
"Forget it, let's talk about the important matter. I called you guys here today to deal with this woman."
Saying that, Er Dong took out his phone, and on the screen was a photo of Hu Mei.
The first time he saw Hu Mei, he thought she was too beautiful, even more beautiful than a movie star, so he secretly took a picture.
Seeing Hu Mei's photo, the hooligans' eyes shot out lustful glances.
"This girl is so beautiful."
"If I could sleep with this girl, I'd be willing to be a ghost."
"You can do whatever you want, I don't care. Here's twenty thousand yuan. As long as you make her agree not to cancel the gravestone, and not to trouble me. This is her address and workplace."
Er Dong took out a piece of paper with Hu Mei's address and workplace written on it.
"Alright, leave it to us!"
The hooligans were overjoyed.
One of them eagerly reached out to grab the paper with Hu Mei's address, as he was eager to have a taste.
But at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's wrist.
"Who?"
The hooligan looked up and saw that Chen Xuan had appeared out of nowhere. His face was extremely grim.
"Kid, let go, or I'll kill you!"
The hooligan tried to struggle, but Chen Xuan's hand was like an iron clamp, impossible to break free from. He glared at Chen Xuan in a fit of rage.
"Scram!"
Chen Xuan exerted force and gently twisted upwards. Without much effort, with a snap, the hooligan's wrist was broken!
The hooligan let out a piercing scream.
"Kid, you dare to touch my brother, are you trying to die?"
Another person immediately jumped out, swung his arm, and struck at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan raised his leg and kicked the man fiercely in the chest. The man rolled several times and fell to the ground.
"Brothers, get him!"
Another person shouted, and the remaining few rushed forward.
"Courting death!"
Chen Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he lunged forward.
The next moment, a series of piercing screams erupted.
"Ah—"
"Help—"
Ten seconds later, the arrogant hooligans lay on the ground, blood trickling from their mouths. Some had broken arms and legs, others broken ribs. All of them were lying on the ground, unable to move.
Chen Xuan's gaze shifted to the hooligan who had given the orders, and he rubbed his fists: "It's your turn!"
Saying that, he walked over step by step.
"Don't come any closer."
The hooligan trembled all over, large drops of sweat streaming down his forehead.
This kid is too good at fighting!
"You want me to stop coming just because you say so? Who do you think you are?"
Chen Xuan sneered dismissively.
"I'm telling you, if you come any closer, I'll report you to the police!"
The hooligan fumbled for his phone.
"Report me to the police? Fine, report me now. Let's see if the police arrest you or me."
As soon as Chen Xuan said this, the hooligan fell to his knees with a thud: "Big brother, I was wrong. Where did I offend you... I'll change, won't I?"