The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 230 - : 222 Tormenting the scum, Ying Zijin: Sister will [1 update]

Chapter 230: 222 Tormenting the scum, Ying Zijin: Sister will [1 update]

This was the second time the Fang Family had issued such an alert since they established their manor in the Northern Suburbs of Ningchuan.

The first time was because the Fang Family had offended a clan from the Capital.

That clan simply sent a few thugs over, who knocked down all the security guards in the manor.

Although the protection system was eventually activated, the Fang Family still lost a considerable amount of money.

Even his brother ended up with a disabled arm as a result.

However, once the protection system was activated, that clan from the Capital didn’t manage to gain any advantage.

This protection system was installed by a foreign scientific research company for a hefty sum at the request of Fang Zhicheng.

Since he had offended many people in his youth,

now in middle age and wanting to enjoy life, he would have an easier time dealing with his enemies if they came knocking, thanks to the protection system.

From Level Five to Level One, with Level Five being the lowest and Level One the highest.

Level One Alert would involve the use of some weapons.

In extreme fear, Fang Zhicheng had pressed it.

After pressing it, he regretted it.

A young girl, no matter how strong she was, was it really worth activating the manor’s protection system for her?

Deploying Level One Alert would cost him millions.

Fang Zhicheng was annoyed with himself for being too cowardly, having been scared just now.

But since he had already pressed it, there was no way to cancel it.

The fear in Fang Zhicheng’s heart had completely vanished; he gave the girl a cold glance.

Upon closer examination, he was actually taken aback.

The girl was dressed in a simple casual short sleeve, black tactical pants, with no superfluous adornments.

Her long hair was neatly tied up high with a leather cord, revealing her slender neck.

Her skin was as smooth as porcelain, blindingly white.

Her eyes remained cold and clear, but this coolness didn’t suppress her intimidating beauty; instead, it highlighted her stunning allure.

Fang Zhicheng took a sharp breath.

He had been to the Capital several times and had seen many young ladies from prominent families.

These were the real socialites and rich ladies, cultivated by century-old powerful families.

Unlike the Fang Family, with only a few decades of foundation, they were seen as nothing more than nouveau riche in the eyes of the wealthy families in the Capital.

The elegance of these Capital socialites was not something ordinary pretty girls or divinely beautiful celebrities from the entertainment industry could compare to.

Of course, Fang Ruotong was even less comparable.

But Fang Zhicheng had never seen a Capital socialite who could outshine the girl before him.

She merely stood there, a glance from her eyes fleeting past.

Like the slash of a sword.

It was startling to the heart.

The socialites of the Capital were all ladies of high society, naturally lacking this kind of harsh and lethal aura.

But Fang Zhicheng was somewhat intrigued.

He had connections in the black market, and if he could sell this girl to those with such needs, a million in revenue was an understatement!

“Hey,” Fang Zhicheng swallowed, his fingers trembling as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number, “I’ve got some premium goods here, guaranteed to your satisfaction!”

“But she’s a bit stubborn, I’m afraid you’ll need to step in personally to tame her.”

Fang Zhicheng was quite skilled at such dealings, having done them frequently.

He sneered and hid in a place where the protection weapons couldn’t reach.

Then he dialed another number.

This call was for the people at the infirmary.

“Hurry up, someone’s coming to rescue the lad. There must be no mistakes with Tongtong’s surgery; don’t wait any longer, start now.”

“After it’s done, take care of the lad immediately.”

After making all the arrangements, Fang Zhicheng was still full of doubts.

Although he did not yet know who the girl breaking into the Fang Family Manor was, according to the information, she should be Wen Tinglan’s sister.

Shanghai City was six hundred kilometers away from Ningchuan, how did she get here so quickly?

And how did she find out?

But none of that mattered anymore.

Fang Zhicheng couldn’t be bothered to think about these things; all he wanted was to wait for the buyer to arrive and sell Ying Zijin at a good price.

**

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The six members of the Yi Character Team were racing towards the Fang Family Manor in their car.

They weren’t ancient martial artists, just ordinary people who, after training, possessed physical capabilities far surpassing the average person.

Right after getting off the plane, before they even had a chance to say anything, Ying Zijin’s figure had already disappeared.

Although the Yi Character Team members had not come into contact with the Ancient Martial World, they had been in the Capital long enough to have heard rumors of ancient martial artists.

The team captain took a slow breath, “In a while, we must wipe all the surveillance footage from the streets we’ve passed through, we can’t let this get out.”

In Shanghai City, that might be feasible, people might not even believe it.

But it’s different if it gets to the imperial city.

There could be life-threatening danger.

“Captain, you don’t need to say more,” the other team members nodded, “But I’m quite curious to know who would win if Miss Ying fought with the boss.”

The captain thought for a moment, “That’s hard to say, even the other teams that have been following him all this time don’t know his full strength.”

Although Nie Yi was the leader of the Yi Character Team, he hadn’t been in the country for the past few years.

“How much longer?” The captain glanced at his watch, urging, “Speed up.”

Like IBI, the Yi Character Team also recruited elite personnel, just barely enough to handle the manpower for international metropolises like the imperial city and Shanghai City.

However, just because they hadn’t been to Ningchuan, it didn’t mean that Ningchuan’s families weren’t under the surveillance and legal jurisdiction of the Yi Character Team.

Regardless of private matters, just the act of the Fang Family kidnapping someone was already illegal.

They were so experienced at it that a thorough investigation this time would probably reveal a host of issues.

“The gas pedal is already floored, three more minutes,” the driving team member stared intently ahead, “What a piece of junk car, it can’t even keep up with Miss Ying’s walking speed.”

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Three minutes later, the six team members finally reached the Fang Family Manor.

They didn’t have time to pay attention to the security guards sprawled at the entrance and hurried inside.

Until they reached the front of the villa.

Seeing the chaos before them, the team captain’s expression changed, “The Fang Family really dares to install these!”

This was an absolute taboo!

A team member quickly spoke up, “Captain, Miss Ying is there.”

The others all looked over.

They saw Ying Zijin standing under a tree, one hand pressing Fang Zhicheng against the tree trunk.

Effortlessly, she lifted him up.

And Fang Zhicheng was utterly terrified.

He never thought that even with a Level One Alert, the manor’s strongest security system couldn’t stop the girl.

Ying Zijin didn’t look at Fang Zhicheng.

She heard the sound of running, turned her head, and looked towards the six team members, “You came quickly, it’s your turn to handle this.”

“You can rely on us, Miss Ying,” the captain said earnestly, feeling ashamed.

They were at least ten minutes late.

Several team members stepped forward, taking Fang Zhicheng from the girl’s hands and tied him up with hemp rope.

Fang Zhicheng was kicked in the leg, “Stay still!”

“No!” Despite his fear, Fang Zhicheng protested, “You can’t interfere with Tongtong’s surgery!”

Ying Zijin took a few deep breaths and then walked inside.

**

In the medical room.

The awakened Fang Ruotong was very irritable, “Didn’t we agree to have the surgery tomorrow?”

“There’s been an issue, the master told me to do the surgery ahead of time,” the personal doctor apologized, “Miss, please wait here for a moment.”

Fang Ruotong reluctantly kept her temper in check. She glanced over at Wen Tinglan, where two bodyguards stood, “What are they doing?”

“Breaking his legs,” the personal doctor didn’t look up, checking the medical equipment, “To prevent him from escaping.”

“Oh,” with her question answered, Fang Ruotong didn’t ask further but laughed, “He’s quite tough then, not making a sound even with a broken leg.”

She yawned out of boredom, feeling sleepy.

The personal doctor finished the last preparation and was ready to extract marrow.

But at that moment, there was a loud “bang” as the tightly shut door was suddenly kicked open.

The two bodyguards, about to break Wen Tinglan’s other leg, looked up sharply, “Who’s there?!”

But before they could see who it was, they were kicked straight into the wall.

The force of those kicks was so great that they made no effort to hold back, the bodyguards immediately lost consciousness.

Ying Zijin’s gaze fell on the boy’s already broken left leg, her eyes instantly turning icy cold.

Wen Tinglan was taken aback for a moment, obviously not expecting her to come in at this time.

As if remembering something, his expression suddenly changed, and he struggled to get up, “Sis, why did you come? Leave, you need to get out of here!”

However, he had just begun to move when he felt a tearing pain in his left calf.

Ying Zijin briefly calmed her emotions and pressed down on the boy’s shoulders, stopping him, “Don’t be afraid, your sister is here.”

Wen Tinglan’s body stiffened, his eyes reddening.

Even when his shin was violently removed earlier, he hadn’t felt much.

He never cried, not because he was a boy, but because he knew crying was futile.

Wen Tinglan looked down, his voice low and muffled, “Sis, I’m not scared, I’m scared for you—”

Ying Zijin didn’t mind the stunned personal doctor at her side.

She crouched down and grasped his leg, pressing gently, “It might hurt a bit, just bear with it.”