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Chapter 49 - 042 All the past is just a prologue_5

Chapter 49: 042 All the past is just a prologue_5

"I’ll handle him. You and Miss Qi find a chance to escape and call the police first."

"You need these hands to play the guitar. What if they’re injured? What happens to your dream then?"

Jiang Han pursed his lips. "It doesn’t matter."

"It matters to me. These people aren’t worth the cost of your injury."

Shen You’an said as she stepped forward.

Jiang Han stared at her back, his gaze turbulent with emotions.

"If you’re going to make a move, then do it quickly. I don’t have time to waste."

Xiao Long frowned. He didn’t want to raise his hands against a young woman.

It’s not an honorable victory.

However, the other party struck first, and Xiao Long swiftly dodged.

The narrow corridor instantly transformed into a battlefield.

The motion-triggered lights flickered on and off as two figures clashed in the shadows—one slender, one broad. The stark contrast in their physiques made the tension palpable.

Qi Baotan watched the fight anxiously, her heart pounding so hard it felt as if it might burst through her chest.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself." Wu Mei’en sneered as she ascended the stairs, deliberately bumping into Qi Baotan on her way past.

Qi Baotan staggered from the impact. Fortunately, Jiang Han had quick reflexes and supported her, preventing her from falling.

Qi Baotan gritted her teeth, abruptly turned around, and shoved Wu Mei’en.

Wu Mei’en’s eyebrows arched sharply. "You bitch, how dare you push me?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand, aiming a slap at Qi Baotan’s face.

Jiang Han caught her descending wrist, his eyes icy cold.

Wu Mei’en froze under his glare, her voice trembling as she forced herself to remain defiant. "If you dare so much as touch me, you’ll regret it!"

Jiang Han flung her hand away. Wu Mei’en stumbled backward, her back slamming against the wall.

Clutching her numbed wrist, Wu Mei’en glared at them with gritted teeth.

Just wait—after Xiao Long takes care of that girl, he’ll deal with you two next.

"Care to repeat who’s going to regret what?" A mocking voice echoed by her ear.

Wu Mei’en jerked her head up, only to be startled by the sight in front of her, retreating in panic.

"H-how is this possible?"

Xiao Long lay sprawled on the ground, the young woman standing triumphantly with one foot on his back. Arms crossed, her defiant eyes met Wu Mei’en’s with insolence.

Wu Mei’en suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Instinctively, she turned to flee.

In her panic, she misstepped and fell down the stairs.

"Thud, thud, thud!" She crashed against the opposite platform wall, nearly passing out from pain.

Her assistant rushed over in alarm, helping her up anxiously. "President Wu, are you okay? Should I take you to the hospital?"

Wu Mei’en could barely turn her neck, glaring sideways. "Mr... Mr. Jin."

The previously smug Manager Zhao was now paralyzed with fear, sitting limp on the floor, not daring to make a sound.

Shen You’an chuckled coldly, withdrawing her foot.

"Get up."

Xiao Long pushed himself off the ground, staring at the young woman before him with a look of shock.

He had suspected she was no ordinary person, but he hadn’t imagined being utterly crushed.

He couldn’t even last three moves.

At the same time, her techniques carried an oddly familiar air that Xiao Long couldn’t ignore.

Narrowing his eyes, he tentatively asked, "Tai Shang Tai Xing...?"

She showed no response.

Was he overthinking it?

Jin Yu, assuming the situation had been resolved, exited the private room.

But as soon as he stepped out, he was met with the sight of Xiao Long standing sheepishly alongside a young woman, his face streaked with humiliation.

Jin Yu’s expression soured instantly. "Xiao Long, what the hell is going on?"

Xiao Long shook his head. "I’m sorry, Mr. Jin. I am no match for her."

Jin Yu, livid, nearly keeled over, jabbing a finger at Xiao Long’s nose. "I spend so much money on you every year, and you can’t even handle a little girl? What are you good for?"

Xiao Long frowned and remained silent.

A shadow flickered before them. With a scream from Jin Yu, his pointing finger was forcibly bent backward until it snapped.

"Learn to show some respect. Do you ever think about the loyalty of those who risk their lives for you?"

"And one more thing—don’t point your finger at me."

Jin Yu’s face twisted in agony, staring into a pair of strikingly ordinary features, save for the icy detachment in the girl’s eyes that pierced through her unassuming exterior.

His shame and rage burned like fire.

The mighty heir of the Jin family, humiliated by a mere girl. How could he face anyone if this got out?

"You... you’re dead!"

Shen You’an smirked. "Better make sure you hide your accounting books well. The new tax evasion laws just passed—five years minimum sentence, you know."

With that, she let him go and walked away, leaving Jin Yu frozen in fear and despair.

As she passed Xiao Long, she cast him a fleeting glance.

Xiao Long’s throat bobbed as he silently watched her figure disappear into the distance.