Chapter 853: Chapter 857: Born Rebellious (7)

Performance, what performance?

Before the blond youth could figure it out, a strong force hit him.

He switched places with the woman behind him.

He was forcibly yanked out of the driver’s seat by a pair of delicate little hands and dragged to the back seat.

Without a driver, the taxi zigzagged recklessly, causing the blond youth inside to wobble and crash into several bags.

Regret instantly flooded his mind, leaving him wanting to cry but unable to shed tears.

Was it easy for him to muster the courage to act on his malicious intent for the first time? Do you think it was easy?

How did he get so unlucky to run into a lunatic?

He just wanted to rob a little money, maybe get a little thrill, and now he was about to lose his life here; it’s just too uneconomical.

Alas, the blond youth’s face was clearly filled with remorse. How could he not hate himself for saving a bit of money by not installing a safety window next to the driver’s seat? Otherwise, no matter how clever this crazy woman was, she wouldn’t have been able to drag him to the back seat.

No matter what the blond youth thought, when he believed things had reached their worst, he discovered something worse awaited him.

In the moment when he lamented his doomed fate, a flurry of blows, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, rained down on him, making him double over in pain, gasping like a fish out of water.

The pain was so intense that tears streamed down his face, yet his voice seemed lost, with not a sound coming out for a long time.

Just as the car’s front end was about to crash into a large tree at lightning speed, Su Li, who considered herself delicate and weak, casually flipped her hair, quickly jumped to the driver’s seat, and took control of the taxi.

The blond youth in the back seat lay sprawling like a battered fish, barely breathing more than he exhaled.

Fortunately, the car was now driving in the outskirts, with few pedestrians on the road, and not many witnessed the taxi’s previous wild, dance-like swings.

Of course, “not many” doesn’t mean none.

On the roadside, a young man, angrily stomping on weeds growing in the crevices of rocks, stared in shock as the green taxi zigzagged past him at a hair-raising speed.

In a fleeting glance, he clearly saw no one in the driver’s seat.

But the thudding from the back seat was hauntingly familiar.

He was all too familiar with the sounds of hitting and being hit.

What was going on? Instinctively, the young man pulled out his phone, intending to report a minor incident to the police.

But before he could act, the car he thought would surely crash screeched to a halt, stopping just a finger’s width from the tree.

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The door of the driver’s seat opened, and a pair of dazzling white legs caught his eye first.

Lan Chengying widened his eyes, staring unblinkingly.

Next came a face of extravagant allure, the long, narrow eyes slightly slanting toward him, leaving him slightly dazed, almost loosening his grip on his phone.

Lan Chengying brushed his hair back, adjusted his collar, gave a light cough, preparing to step forward to greet her, perhaps ask for her WeChat.

This beauty was unique, just his type.

Much more attractive and intriguing than any delicate campus belle from the film academy or cold beauty from the music conservatory.

But before he could act, the girl who had stirred his heart took him by complete surprise.

She glanced at him briefly, then indifferently looked away, leisurely opening the back seat door to drag out a blond man like a dead dog.

From a distance, Lan Chengying couldn’t clearly see the man’s condition.

His limp head and limbs sent a chill down his spine, a chilling speculation creeping into his mind.

Could it be that after being deceived, he was about to witness a murder and corpse disposal scene?

At this moment, the beautiful girl seemed like a devil cloaked in beauty, appearing frail yet strong beyond measure.

The man on the ground seemed weak, yet judging by his build, he must weigh over a hundred pounds.

But that woman, with a simple tug, dragged him out of the car.

Even though he lay motionless on the ground, the woman ruthlessly delivered a flurry of punches and kicks.

Afterwards… what followed was even more cruel; she stripped him from head to toe, scavenging the man’s possessions.

Murder and robbery?

Although Lan Chengying considered himself a pretty cool boy, he wasn’t yet seasoned enough to face such scenes with a stoic expression.

His hand trembled as he tried to dial the police, looking up to see the beautiful demon dust herself off and leisurely walk toward him. Lan Chengying felt his soul nearly leave his body in fright.

He wanted to run, but his feet felt rooted to the spot, shaking like a leaf, refusing to move.

Not just his feet, even his hands wouldn’t obey his brain’s commands.

Despite needing to dial just a few simple digits, he fiddled with his phone for ages without managing to call out.

And that terrifying woman was now just a step away.

Lan Chengying watched helplessly as she craned her neck to glance at his phone screen.

“Hey, calling the police?”

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Su Li looked curiously at the man in front of her, wondering why he was shaking so much.

When she saw his phone displaying an unmade call to the police, she lent him a hand, “Hey, calling the police?”

“Perfect, help me make a call too.”

Lan Chengying mumbled in confusion, reporting to the police?

Was she planning to turn herself in, or was she just saying it with the intent to kill him to keep him silent?

All sorts of chaotic thoughts flashed through Lan Chengying’s mind, making him tremble even more intensely.

As Lan Chengying shook, a long, slender, white finger gently tapped on the phone.

“Hello, this is the… police station….”

Seeing the phone’s owner still dumbfounded, Su Li directly snatched the phone from his hand, speaking to the operator herself.

“Alright, done. The police will be here to handle it soon. Here’s your phone back.”

“Hey, wait, wait…” Seeing that she truly meant no harm, Lan Chengying suddenly realized he might have stupidly misunderstood.

Seeing Su Li about to leave, he hurriedly chased after her.

Su Li, with her neck seemingly unable to support the weight of her head, tilted her head and cast a sidelong glance, “What’s up….”

Up close, Lan Chengying felt his heart race uncontrollably.

He stepped back, afraid his embarrassment might be ridiculed.

If his mischievous friends found out that the little overlord, Mr. Lan, was tongue-tied one day, he’d be mocked to death.

Receiving no response, Su Li turned around without addressing him, returning to the driver’s seat of the taxi.

With few vehicles in the outskirts, hailing a taxi was difficult, though Su Li hadn’t planned on calling for one anyway.

The blond’s taxi was directly commandeered.