Extra: Lan Bingyu (Part 3) Call someone for me

Facing the ferocious crowd, Lan Bingyu had nowhere to retreat and fell into despair.

But just then, a tall figure suddenly appeared before her, shielding her like a mountain.

"Xiaofan!"

Even though she only saw his back, those two words still popped into her mind.

Meiqi, full of Killing Intent, raised his hand and punched the yellow-haired man who rushed forward, sending him flying. Then came the second punch, the third punch… every time he struck, someone would be sent flying.

With his formidable strength, these people before him were like infants, completely defenseless.

Although he didn't use his full strength, he showed no mercy, felling one person with each punch, leaving no one alive.

On the other side, Xiaoqing was equally unyielding, charging into the crowd, and then the thugs flew out like broken sacks.

"One, two, three…"

The little girl counted as she fought, and by the time she knocked down the seventh person, the area in front of her was clear, with no opponents left.

Meiqi's situation on the other side was similar; he knocked down his seventh opponent almost at the same time.

Xiaoqing glanced at him, realizing they had tied, then looked towards the bald man in the distance.

Meiqi reacted faster; he had already taken a step and rushed over.

Xuebiao stood there, completely stunned. He had thought this mission would be easy, never expecting two such ferocious interlopers to appear midway.

Although both Xiaoqing and Meiqi suppressed their cultivation, their strength was simply too great. Even the slightest hint of their might was more than ordinary people could bear.

Normally, Xuebiao had followed Zhao Qingshan in establishing his empire for many years, with over a dozen lives on his hands, making him an absolutely ruthless individual.

But at this moment, he was so scared his hands and feet went weak. Seeing Xiaoqing and the other look at him together, he immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.

Although it seemed a bit embarrassing, it saved his life. He fell backward to the ground before the two could even reach him.

Meiqi was a bit faster, arriving in front of Xuebiao first.

"Hahahaha, I won! From now on, you have to call me Big Brother!"

Xiaoqing pouted, "Shameless, how did you win? Did you even hit him?"

"Don't care if I hit him or not, he's already down, and he was scared by me!"

"Scared by you? More like scared by me! This guy definitely doesn't count."

If Xuebiao had truly been killed by Meiqi, Xiaoqing would have admitted defeat, but in this situation, she certainly wouldn't concede.

Meiqi also felt a bit in the wrong and was annoyed. How could this guy be so useless, collapsing before he even got to strike? He was simply trash.

If he had been just a little slower, the little girl would have had to call him Big Brother from now on. Such a good opportunity was ruined by him.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He lifted his leg and stomped on Xuebiao's left leg, crushing it into a bloody mess.

"Ah!"

The intense pain jolted the unconscious Xuebiao awake, and he let out a pig-like scream.

"What are you screaming for! What are you screaming for! You ruined my big plan and still have the nerve to scream!"

An enraged Meiqi stomped on his remaining leg, breaking it as well.

Poor Xuebiao had no idea what was happening, and his two legs were cruelly crippled.

Xiaoqing quickly shouted, "That doesn't count! That guy was already down, so whatever you do doesn't count."

"Don't worry, I have a way!"

Meiqi's mind stirred, an idea forming. He glared fiercely at Xuebiao, "You definitely have accomplices, right? You have people above you, right? Hurry up and call them, the more the better!"

"Huh?"

Xuebiao was dumbfounded again. He had been in the underworld for so many years, but this was the first time he'd encountered such a request – someone actively telling him to call for backup.

"Huh what huh? Hurry up, or I'll kill you right now."

Meiqi was full of Killing Intent. His idea was simple: make the other party call more people, and then he would have a chance to win against Xiaoqing and become Big Brother.

"I'll call, I'll call right now!"

Xuebiao was instantly overjoyed, finding hope in despair. He saw a chance to survive and quickly fumbled for his phone, dialing Zhao Qingshan's number.

"Boss, hurry and save me! I've run into experts here! They said to send as many people as possible, the more the better, and the stronger the equipment the better…"

He kept his eyes on Meiqi and the other while giving a brief explanation of the situation.

At first, he was nervous, fearing they would finish him off, but then he saw that the two remained still, which greatly relaxed him.

Zhao Qingshan was also startled. In his opinion, there was no suspense in Xuebiao and his men's actions, yet in a short while, they were calling for help.

Having worked together for so many years, they understood each other perfectly: they had encountered experts, and firearms were necessary.

After understanding the situation, he didn't hesitate. He hung up the phone and gathered his remaining subordinates, especially the ten hidden gunmen, who were all fully armed and followed him out of the Qingshan Group.

These men were usually well-trained, and in just over ten minutes, they arrived at the location.

Seeing over a dozen cars parked and forty to fifty people getting out, both Xiaoqing and Meiqi's eyes lit up.

There were too few people just now; they had finished them all off without really getting to show their skills. Fortunately, so many more had arrived now, and they could finally determine a winner again.

"Who are you? How dare you touch my people!"

Zhao Qingshan stepped forward. He wanted to probe their background and see where these people came from.

But to his surprise, the young man and woman in front of him didn't even bother to glance at him.

Xiaoqing raised her right hand, "Old rules, whoever knocks down more wins. Ready, go!"

With that, she swung her right hand down and shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

Meiqi was the same, moving at an astonishing speed.

The two truly were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, charging directly into the crowd Zhao Qingshan had brought.

Then, the previous scene replayed: one punch, one person down. The two began to compete in speed.

Seeing how fierce these two were, Zhao Qingshan's eyes widened. He had seen experts over the years, but never anyone so powerful.

"Shoot! What are you standing around for? Hurry up and shoot!"

He was quite experienced and quickly regained his composure, ordering them to open fire.

Although he didn't want to blow things out of proportion, in this situation, only firearms could end it. Otherwise, even if all of them combined, they wouldn't be a match.

The gunmen also realized the strength of their opponents. They immediately drew their pistols from their waists, aimed at Xiaoqing and Meiqi, and pulled the triggers without hesitation.

These men were hidden gunmen of the Qingshan Group, regularly trained, with astonishing marksmanship. Every shot hit its target accurately.

Only then did Zhao Qingshan let out a long sigh of relief. The opponents were too powerful, bringing him endless pressure.

In his mind, ten guns and so many bullets would be enough to deal with two people.

But then he was shocked again, his eyes widening, almost popping out of their sockets.

Although the gunmen's bullets all hit their targets accurately, they bounced off as if hitting steel plates, the projectiles scattering everywhere, yet the two people didn't even get a scratch on their skin.