Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 133: Crayon Shin-chan (6th Update)

"Bastard, you bastard! You’re only just getting here!" Witch bit her lip, pounding on Lin Kuang’s chest as tears streamed down her face, the picture of pure grievance.

Lin Kuang reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Alright, it’s okay now. Everything’s fine. Stop crying. Look at you, you’ve cried yourself into a mess," Lin Kuang said, his heart aching for her.

"No! It’s your fault for being late! It’s all your fault!" Witch sobbed, her small fists continuing to beat against Lin Kuang’s chest.

Lin Kuang didn’t stop her, simply letting her vent.

Perhaps she hit him too hard, or maybe it was something else, but her bra suddenly burst open. It had a front clasp, and when it sprang apart, Lin Kuang froze, his eyes widening as he stared, completely stunned.

Witch felt an uncharacteristic sway from her chest and couldn’t help but glance down.

The next moment, a high-pitched shriek tore through the air. Blushing furiously, Witch scrambled to cover herself. At that moment, she seemed to forget all about crying, her red face turned toward Lin Kuang.

"Ah, ahem, I... I didn’t see anything. Nope, saw nothing at all," Lin Kuang said solemnly, turning his head away.

"Bastard, hurry up and find me a shirt!" Witch snapped, her delicate, doll-like face a fetching shade of crimson.

Seeing her state, Lin Kuang quickly stripped off his own T-shirt and handed it to her.

"If you don’t mind, you can wear mine."

"Okay. Turn around," Witch said, her face still bright red.

"Oh," Lin Kuang agreed, reluctantly turning his back.

Witch bit her lip, managed to refasten her bra, and then slipped on Lin Kuang’s T-shirt. Since he was taller than her, the shirt hung down to her upper thighs. It was a bit short, but it would have to do.

"Okay, you can turn back around now," Witch said.

Hearing her, Lin Kuang nodded and turned, his eyes landing on her again. He saw his T-shirt stretched taut over her chest, and below it, her long legs were exposed, looking utterly captivating.

"Bastard, stop looking!" Witch exclaimed, a mix of shame and anger in her voice.

"Ahem, I was just checking to see if you were alright. Don’t get the wrong idea," Lin Kuang said shamelessly.

"Like hell I’d believe you, you bastard!" Witch retorted fiercely.

"Alright, alright. Tell me, what’s the deal with this guy?" Lin Kuang asked calmly, gesturing to the man lying on the floor.

At the mention of him, Witch’s face flushed again, this time with a deep-seated anger visible in her beautiful eyes.

"His name is Zhou Yutong. He’s in our class. His father is some underworld boss on East Sea Road, though I don’t know his name. After our class party ended, he made me stay behind. When I refused him... he drugged me. And then... then this happened." Witch’s eyes reddened as she spoke, fresh tears welling up.

She had never experienced anything so terrifying in her life. The thought that she had nearly been violated was almost too much to bear. How could she not be afraid?

Hearing her story, Lin Kuang nodded. "Okay. You wait for me outside. I’ll be right out," he said calmly after a glance at her.

"No! I’m not going outside! I want to watch you teach him a lesson!" Witch pouted, puffing out her chest and staring at Lin Kuang with determination.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Lin Kuang asked, glancing at her one more time.

"Yes, I want to watch!" she said firmly.

"Fine."

With that, Lin Kuang walked over to Zhou Yutong and stomped on his groin, crushing it.

Even in his unconscious state, Zhou Yutong seemed to feel the agony. He let out a blood-curdling scream before passing out again.

"You... you... you crippled him?" Witch stammered, swallowing hard, a trace of fear in her voice.

"Yeah. What else was I supposed to do?" Lin Kuang asked with a shrug and a smile.

"N-Nothing... So, can we go now?" she asked.

Lin Kuang nodded. Bare-chested, he led Witch out of the room.

If Witch hadn’t been there, Lin Kuang would have finished Zhou Yutong off for good. But he worried it would traumatize her, so he held back. Before they left, Lin Kuang woke up one of the bodyguards and told him to take Zhou Yutong to a hospital; otherwise, the guy would bleed to death.

The bodyguard didn’t dare hesitate. He entered the room, saw Zhou Yutong lying in a pool of his own blood, and his mind went blank. The next moment, he hoisted Zhou Yutong over his shoulder, rushed downstairs, and drove him to East Sea City Hospital, calling Zhou Yutong’s father, Zhou Datao, on the way.

Meanwhile, Lin Kuang was driving Witch home. She was silent the entire way, casting an oppressive gloom over the car’s interior.

"Hey, are you okay? Don’t tell me a little thing like this scared you silly," Lin Kuang said, deliberately trying to provoke her. If she didn’t say anything, he was genuinely worried she might be traumatized.

"What? N-no! H-how could I be scared? This... this is nothing!" Witch declared, her face beet-red.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang rolled his eyes. "Not scared? Then why were you crying your eyes out? Are you crazy?"

"Bastard! Don’t think you can boss me around just because you saved me! You’re the bastard, you big bastard!" Witch snapped, fuming.

"Hmm, looks like you weren’t scared silly after all. So, are you cold?" Lin Kuang asked with a smile, ignoring her tantrum.

"I’m... I’m alright. Just fine," Witch said, blushing.

"Ah, I meant, are you cold down there?" Lin Kuang said with a mischievous grin, his eyes glancing downward.

Witch froze for a second, then looked down. She realized the T-shirt had ridden up to her waist at some point, leaving her in nothing but a pair of cute panties. Her face turned crimson, and she quickly scrambled to pull the shirt down.

"Bastard! Pervert! You really are a bad guy!" she shouted, blushing and fuming, glaring at him as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"Ahem, if I were a bad guy, I wouldn’t have come to save you," Lin Kuang replied lightly.

His words left her speechless.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Lin Kuang said after a moment.

"What is it?" Witch asked, looking at him with a hint of confusion.

"Are those Crayon Shin-chan panties you’re wearing?" Lin Kuang asked with a wink, glancing down again.