Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 500: Sucked Dry into Dregs

The lighting technicians were all startled.

Fortunately, the reputation of the Provincial Acrobatics Troupe was not for nothing.

The cooperative stage beauty also had quite impressive quality, and quickly directed the spotlight over there.

Ya Da turned around, and under the empty cloak, there was no one, only his tall and thin body.

The audience’s applause roared like a tide.

Just now in the shadows, although everyone didn’t see clearly, they could tell that a silhouette was covered by the cloak.

But in just a short two or three seconds, it really disappeared.

Such a disappearing act was far more impressive than those TV magic tricks using wooden boxes to deceive.

Worthy of the Provincial Acrobatics Troupe!

The applause surged wave after wave, and it didn’t stop until Ya Da walked onto the stage with pride to take a bow; the audience was still incessantly marveling.

"How was that magic trick performed just now? It was so amazing."

"It’s a pity I didn’t see it clearly, it would be great if they could do it again."

Only a little boy spoke childishly, "Mom, was that auntie not wearing clothes just now?"

He was slapped by his mother, "What nonsense are you talking about, you saw it wrong."

At that moment, everyone’s attention was on Ya Da; who would have noticed You Fangxin’s attire?

The beauties assisting the acrobatic troupe usually dress quite sexily.

It has been analyzed that this is to attract the audience’s attention, so that the magician can more easily perform sleight of hand.

So the boy’s mother didn’t think much of it, just assuming that the performer was wearing a little less.

Yet the boy pouted, his face full of grievance.

He was still wondering where that auntie had gone to in the end?

The audience could never have imagined that, within a short two or three seconds, Ya Da had already thrown the unconscious You Fangxin into Yan Sinian’s barrier.

The barrier was equivalent to shielding the senses of ordinary people; naturally, they couldn’t see it.

The only conclusion they could reach was that the disappearing act was extremely successful.

They had just seen a person, and then she vanished.

You Fangxin was finally captured successfully, and her illegal enterprises were all rounded up by the police.

Dozens of girls were rescued, and hundreds of thousands in illegal earnings were seized.

Two key figures were also rescued.

One of them was indeed Chi Wencheng, who, when rescued, was found to have been severely tortured.

An evil cultivator who captured a cultivator would often not kill them immediately, but choose to keep them, like bears farmed for their bile, constantly extracting their Spiritual Energy.

This torture was secondary; Chi Wencheng’s psychological trauma was also very severe.

"I’m not clean anymore... I’ll never be clean again."

As a grown man, he hardly ever cries, but at the moment, Chi Wencheng was crying especially piteously.

The chief looked troubled and glanced at Yue Qingqing, then carefully explained to Yan Sinian, "When we rescued him from the basement, we found that he had been... ahem... violated by You Fangxin."

As it turned out, You Fangxin, an evil cultivator specializing in that area, not only harvested Spiritual Energy, but also took Chi Wencheng’s vital energy in the process.

So in just a few days, he was almost drained dry, like the dregs of a used herbal medicine.

The shame he felt psychologically was especially unbearable for him.

Ya Da coughed twice and, rather indecently, patted Chi Wencheng.

"Actually... it’s not too bad, that You Fangxin is quite beautiful. I heard many people in the nightclub coveted her; Brother Chi, you’re pretty lucky."

Chi Wencheng immediately glared at him angrily, "Keep your luck, do you want it?"

Ya Da looked up at the sky and said nothing more; being bullied in such a way was indeed a bit too much to take as a man.

Yet Yue Qingqing was completely oblivious.

She quietly asked her third senior brother, "What happened to Uncle Chi? Why is he always crying?"

Yan Sinian changed the subject, "By the way, what’s with the banana peel?"

It was barely normal for someone to throw a banana peel in the hospital wing, but how did the same thing appear in the nightclub’s basement?

Hearing this, the chief embarrassedly scratched his head, "Isn’t it because I was worried the kids might get hungry at night, so I bought some snacks."

As a result, Yue Qingqing, face flushed with shame, received a ten-minute-long lesson on environmental protection from Yan Sinian.

He warned her that although the situation was special this time, she must not litter again in the future.

The bewildered Yue Qingqing naturally forgot her initial question.

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