My Co-renting Lady Boss

Chapter 2024: Chapter 2020: Success and Retreat

"Enough talk, I’ll handle Chu Zhaoliang, you deal with Tang Ming. Let’s finish this quickly to avoid complications."

With his left hand, he pulled out a kitchen knife and swiftly charged at Chu Zhaoliang.

"Tang Ming, it’s time for us immortals to have some fun."

Hua Luoying licked his lips and immediately summoned the Black Demon, rushing towards Tang Ming together.

"Damn it!"

Chu Zhaoliang and Tang Ming cursed simultaneously; both were at their limit and had little fight left in them.

When Hua Luoying’s Black Demon collided with the white monster, the white monster suddenly vanished, and Tang Ming weakly collapsed to the ground.

"Damn, so weak!"

Hua Luoying cursed, dashed lightning-fast to Tang Ming’s side, and pulled out a syringe to inject Tang Ming with a potent anesthetic.

"You..."

Tang Ming stared, trying to speak.

"Relax, ordinary means are useless against immortals like us. Only with anesthetics can we be completely controlled."

Hua Luoying grinned, looking at Tang Ming with pride.

"Damn it."

Tang Ming muttered, closed his eyes, and fainted.

"I’ve got him, we can retreat now."

Hua Luoying, carrying Tang Ming, shouted excitedly to Left Hand.

"You go first, I’m finishing off this old fool to ensure no one knows we took Tang Ming."

Chu Zhaoliang attacked while shouting back without turning his head.

"I’ll help..."

Hua Luoying moved his lips, then quickly turned and ran away: "Catch up soon, we’ll meet at the usual place."

As soon as the words fell, Hua Luoying vanished, leaving the remaining members of the Ming Group and Dragon Tooth unable to fend off the Martial General’s attacks, and Hua Luoying not intending to fight anyone.

Prior, he and Left Hand had blended into the crowd of martial artists, waiting for the opportune moment to swoop in and reap the benefits.

"Chu Zhaoliang, back at Imperial University when I wanted to mess with a few students, you didn’t hold back in attacking me. You never thought you’d meet such an end, did you?"

Chu Zhaoliang savored his strikes against Chu Zhaoliang, shouting gleefully.

"Bastard, if you’re going to kill me, do it. Enough with the nonsense."

Chu Zhaoliang shouted in indignation, knowing Chu Zhaoliang was deliberately humiliating him.

"Heh, you think I would spare your life? I’m just playing with you."

Left Hand laughed freely.

"You..."

"Who dares to create chaos in the country, leave quickly or face our wrath."

At that moment, a thunderous voice appeared out of nowhere.

"Dragon Group?"

Left Hand’s face changed upon hearing the voice; experts from Dragon Group had arrived.

"Ha, you’re done for now! Over here, there’s..."

Chu Zhaoliang laughed and tried to shout for help.

"Before I leave, I’ll make sure to kill you."

Left Hand suddenly accelerated, passing by Chu Zhaoliang instantaneously, and then left swiftly.

"Ugh!"

Chu Zhaoliang, wide-eyed, couldn’t make a sound, clutching his throat in despair, fell to the ground, his head rolling away.

In his condition, facing someone like Left Hand who was a Three-star Martial General, he had no power to resist, ending up beheaded and killed instantly.

After the booming voice appeared, several individuals wearing black cloaks with Five-clawed Golden Dragons embroidered on their chests appeared at the base, their powerful presence directly intimidating the martial artists.

Knowing experts from Dragon Group had arrived, the martial artists in the chaos scattered like birds, mainly feeling the newcomers’ terrifying strength, far from the elementary Martial General level, possibly all Three-star Martial Generals; further confrontation would mean certain death!

Meanwhile, Little Red was flying away from the square with Liu Mengting, heading towards the direction where Meng Xianjun lay unconscious, thinking as long as Liu Mengting was delivered to Meng Xianjun, he could rescue Tang Ming.

"Little Red, let me go quickly, I can’t die, you need to save Tang Ming first!"

In mid-air, Liu Mengting struggled and shouted urgently.

"You won’t die, but if you fall into the hands of villains, it will be worse than death."

Little Red said confidently while carrying Liu Mengting: "Rest assured, Dad’s attack seems strong this time, those villains will surely be defeated, then I’ll go save him."

"Where are you taking me?"

Liu Mengting asked worriedly.

"Delivering you to Meng Xianjun completes my task."

Little Red replied and stopped talking.

Elsewhere, Meng Xianjun, awakened by the loud noises, painfully rubbed his neck while propping himself up: "Damn bastard, knocked me out, so foolish."

"Uncle Meng!"

Just then, Little Red’s voice suddenly sounded.

"Hmm?"

Meng Xianjun quickly looked up, seeing Little Red flying over with Liu Mengting: "Wow, really rescued her!"

"Uncle Meng, look after Meng Ting’s mom, I’m going to save..."

"Zoom!"

Before Little Red finished speaking, several thick silver light beams shot towards Little Red simultaneously from different directions.

"Watch out!"

Meng Xianjun’s face changed dramatically.

"Boom"

With a loud explosion, Little Red and Liu Mengting were simultaneously hit by the light beams, causing an explosion.

"Damn it!"

Meng Xianjun shouted angrily and rushed towards Little Red’s direction, but saw Liu Mengting blown apart, losing hope.

Just as Meng Xianjun thought Liu Mengting was dead, her fragmented body emitted white light while falling, eventually gathering back together centered on her largest piece, and... she was alive.

"Ah!"

Revived Liu Mengting screamed as she continued to fall.

"Damn, this is freakin’ possible?"

Seeing this, Meng Xianjun stood dumbfounded, bewildered.

"Interesting."

At this moment, a white-haired elder appeared beside Liu Mengting, knocked her unconscious with a palm, and caught her body before landing on the ground.

Meanwhile, a red light rushed towards Meng Xianjun from the explosion energy, entering his body.

Before Meng Xianjun could react, two experts from Dragon Group approached, locking their momentum onto him.

"So strong."

Meng Xianjun swallowed hard, gazing cautiously at the two experts; their oppressive presence seemed at least at the peak of Two-star Martial General, maybe even Three-star.

"Kid, surrender that red light, or don’t blame me for being rude."

The white-haired elder, holding Liu Mengting, strode to Meng Xianjun.

"Heh, if you’re talking about a red light, care to show me one?"

Meng Xianjun smiled coldly and confidently stood tall: "I don’t know what’s going on here, just came to watch the fun."

"Young man, you’re quite bold."

The elder squinted, coldly staring at Meng Xianjun: "In this chaos, getting killed wouldn’t be unusual."