YM778.TV Chapter 133 - 133: Retribution Begins, Qjngqing Is Furious! (3)
Chapter 133 - 133: Retribution Begins, Qjngqing Is Furious! (3)
Unlike JI Xingzhi, she was purely combat-oriented. The only non-combat talisman she knew how to draw was this safety talisman; the rest were explosive talismans powerful enough to destroy buildings.
Why waste brainpower when fists could solve the problem?
She didn’t care if she was considered an oddity among the Masters of Yin-yang.
“Wow, Qingqing, you can even draw talisman!” Yu Tang exclaimed. “Am I the first one to have it?”
“Yes,” Si Fuqing touched her chin, “It’s been a while since I last drew one, so I might be a bit rusty. Shouldn’t normal people advise against superstition?”
‘What science cant explain is metaphysics,” Yu Tang declared proudly. “What’s the big deal if the amazing Qingqing can draw charms? Besides, I’m a ‘pretty guardian of light’; there should be something extraordinary about me!” Si Fuqing:
As expected, the acceptance level of people in this two-dimensional world was quicker than she had thought.
“Let’s go,” Yu Tang looped her arm through Si Fuqing’s, “Hmm, when Uncle Nine comes back, I’m going to show off and make him jealous!”
Si Fuqing:
Looks like she’ll have to draw another talisman.
By nine o’clock in the evening, the city’s nightlife was just getting started; the downtown area was bustling with people.
The two went to a private hotpot restaurant and drew a number.
“We still have to wait quite a bit,” Yu Tang sighed. “Why are there so many people eating late-night snacks? I also want bubble tea, but I don’t want to move anymore.”
“Bubble tea?” Si Fuqing searched for the nearest bubble tea shop on her phone and found one a hundred meters away.
Their number was 198, and the hotpot restaurant was only at 122. They would have to wait for at least another hour.
“In that case, Tangtang, I’ll go get you bubble tea,” Si Fuqing said. “You stay here, don’t move. I’ll be back quickly.”
Yu Tang nodded, “Don’t worry about me, Qingqing. There are plenty of people around the storefront, and I know a little kung fu. I want an extra-large cup with coconut jelly!”
Si Fuqing left instructions with the staff at the restaurant’s entrance before finally departing.
Yu Tang took out her phone, took a picture of the sachet Si Fuqing had given her, and immediately sent it to Yu Xiheng.
[Uncle Nine, look! This is what Qingqing gave me. You don’t have one!]
She didn’t expect a response; as long as Yu Xiheng saw it, that was enough.
Yu Tang pocketed her phone and focused on waiting for her bubble tea.
Suddenly, a sharp pain radiated from her shoulder blade. Someone had gripped her shoulder and clamped a hand over her mouth.
A passerby at the entrance of the restaurant let out a small gasp at the sight.
“What are you looking at?” the lead bodyguard in black growled menacingly.
“You want to die?”
The passerby was startled and quickly looked away. not daring to steal another
glance.
“You, you guys…” Although Yu Tang had taken some taekwondo lessons, she was no match for the bodyguards sent by Mrs. Chen.
Her mouth was covered again, preventing her from calling for help. She was swiftly whisked away.
So close, right at the restaurant’s entrance, several of the staff had also witnessed the event.
But seeing the towering, black-clad bodyguards, they chose to turn a blind eye, deeming it not their concern.
Ten minutes later, Si Fuqing returned, holding two cups of hot bubble tea.
No one was there.
But the chair was still warm.
Clearly, Yu Tang had left not long ago.
Si Fuqing looked up, her eyes falling on a skittish waiter. Her gaze gradually turned icy.. “Where is she?”