The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 130, Everyone else get out of the way (first update)
Yake and the others’ expressions changed; if they couldn’t tell that the girl before them had come to make trouble, they’d really be blind.
"What are you talking about, who hit Lin Yan? Stop slandering people here," Yake was the first to retort.
Admitting to having injured an opponent before the match was something they absolutely could not do; otherwise, they would be disqualified from the competition.
As long as there was no evidence, all they had to do was stick to their story and deny everything.
The rest kept silent in tacit agreement, apparently sharing the same thought as Yake.
Just then, a staff member came in—it was the team assistant, Xiaomi.
"Captain Anders, the coach is looking for..." Before she could finish her sentence, a cold light swept toward her.
"May I ask, which one of you is Lei Ding?"
Assistant Xiaomi’s breath caught, a flash of astonishment crossing the depths of her eyes.
It was promptly replaced by fear, "You, you are..."
"Which one is Lei Ding?" Ye Jiuliang asked again, forcing patience.
Dark pupils swirling like ink clouds, Xiaomi turned pale with fear, her lips trembling as she was about to speak.
"It’s..."
"Xiaomi, you go out first," Yake interrupted her, pushing her out.
After the door closed, he turned to look at Ye Jiuliang, a menacing look in his eyes, "Scram, girl. Stop talking nonsense and don’t force me to hit a woman."
Ye Jiuliang disregarded his threat with disdain, her cold gaze fixed on Anders, "Tch, turns out you’re a bunch of peacocks too cowardly to own up to your actions."
Calling a group of self-righteous men peacocks was something they obviously couldn’t swallow.
And sure enough, Yake was the first to explode.
"What did you say, you brat? Looking for a beating?" He took a quick step forward, clenching his fist so tightly that his knuckles cracked.
Ignoring his threat, Ye Jiuliang took out her cellphone and sent a message in front of them.
Soon, the phone buzzed.
She glanced at the screen and then turned her gaze to the person standing behind Yake, a vicious glint flashing in the depths of her eyes.
"So it’s you, the purple-haired freak," she put away the phone, tugging at her lip with a mocking sneer.
Purple-haired freak?
Everyone glanced in Lei Ding’s direction, their expressions indescribably weird.
"Get out of here now, or I’ll have the staff drag you out," Yake threatened fiercely, reaching out to shove Ye Jiuliang.
Dodging to the side to avoid his dirty hands, Ye Jiuliang lifted her leg and kicked at his kneecap.
Fast, fierce, and accurate, almost leaving no chance for the others to react.
"Hiss—"
Yake stumbled, ending up kneeling on one knee.
It was both embarrassing and uncomfortable.
Anders watched Ye Jiuliang, unable to hide his shock.
Such quick reflexes.
"I’m only here for Lei Ding; the rest of you, get lost," Ye Jiuliang said, looking down on them as she reached for a neatly folded towel on the table.
Casually pulling out one from the middle, she shook out the towel and began tying it around her right hand unhurriedly.
Her fair little hand wound round and round with the towel.
At first sight, it oddly reminded one of a giant fist.
Ye Jiuliang walked up to Lei Ding, her eyes sweeping over his hands, her voice turning icy, "Which hand did you use to hit Lin Yan?"
Despite being taller than her, he felt inexplicably inferior in front of the girl.
This feeling irked him.
"Girl, I never bully a lady, you..."
His words were cut off as a chilling punch was already hurtling toward his face.
He reflexively tried to dodge but was a step too slow.
"Bang—"
The fist wrapped in a towel, strong as an ox, smashed viciously onto the bridge of the nose.
The pain was such that Yake and the others reflexively wanted to cover their noses just watching.
Around them, silence as deep as a cold cicada’s cry.
Lei Ding clutched his nose as he stood up, and when he looked at his hand, crimson blood stained his palm.
Damn crazy girl.
Pinching his nose, he glared at Ye Jiuliang with eyes red with rage, "Crazy girl, you dare to hit me, today I won’t let this go."
As he spoke, while still holding his nose with one hand, he swung his other hand toward Ye Jiuliang’s face.
"Heh."
With a sneer, Ye Jiuliang easily caught his wrist.
A lift, a pull, a gentle tug.
"Crack."
When it came to the human skeleton, that was Ye Jiuliang’s formidable domain.
"Hiss." Lei Ding’s face turned pale, sucking in air from the pain.
However, it was not over yet.
Ye Jiuliang released his hand, raised her knee, and kicked towards his abdomen.
Lei Ding, off-guard, was thrown backward.
Sprawled out, it was a loss of face for him and his ancestors.
"Lei Ding." Other team members cried out in alarm.
This dramatic scene caught everyone by surprise.
Even the usually expressionless Anders was stunned in place, his gaze shocked as he looked towards the girl not far away.
"With this kind of trash, you dare to touch my people, and you don’t even weigh your own worth," Ye Jiuliang said, stepping on his unharmed hand and leaning down to grasp his collar.
"You dare to beat Lin Yan until his face is swollen, today I’ll make you need plastic surgery," she said, her cold voice echoing like a demon’s whisper from an icy cavern, freezing him inch by inch.
Before he could recover from the pain of his dislocated arm, the hard fist landed on his face again.
One punch, two punches, falling with the cold voice.
"Who’s overestimating themselves?"
"Who is bound to lose without a doubt?"
"Now, who exactly won’t be able to enter the field? Have you made that clear to yourself?"
Lei Ding’s head was buzzing, the "buzzing" noise echoing in his ears as the blood on his face kept increasing.
The tang of blood in the air grew thicker and thicker.
"Crazy girl, stop it," Yake finally reacted, his complexion terrifying, as he hurried to rescue Lei Ding.
After barely taking one step, the deep, icy look came over, pinning his footsteps in place.
"I said I only wanted Lei Ding; you’d better roll aside. Don’t forget that fighting during the competition period can disqualify you from the match," Ye Jiuliang said, her lips curling in a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
Strike the snake at its vital point, this rule was precisely the best weapon to restrain Yake and his comrades.
Yake’s expression turned ugly, and he glanced at Anders, "Captain."
Any more fighting, and Lei Ding might lose his life.
The crazy girl was young, but her ferocity was enough to make even these grown men flinch.
Remember, Lei Ding was a boxer and she took him down in less than one move.
"Miss, you’ve had your fight, please stop now," Anders calmly said, his voice steady.
"Stop now?" Ye Jiuliang said with a cold laugh, releasing Lei Ding’s collar and slowly straightening up.
The towel tied around her hand was stained with blood, and with her movements, bright red bloodstains bloomed on the floor like flowers.
"When they let Lin Yan and the others stop at nothing, why didn’t you stop them, hm?" she asked, her tone cool and somewhat mocking.
Anders was speechless.
"Him, I’ve already taken care of," Ye Jiuliang said, pointing to Lei Ding who had passed out on the ground, her voice coldly stating, "As for the account with you peacocks, we’ll settle that on the field when Xiang Tian and the others personally seek it."
