At the east entrance of Magic City Disneyland.
"Damn it!"
"Is Killing crazy? Why does she have to show killing intent towards me?"
Gao Liming, carrying a backpack, panted heavily as he escaped.
Although his body had been enhanced.
Age restrictions still played a role.
The place was bustling with people.
Gao Liming tried his best to blend into the crowd.
Using them to conceal his figure.
After walking with the flow for a while.
Gao Liming looked back several times.
Confirming that no suspicious person was following him.
Only then did a look of relief appear on his face.
Disneyland has several entrances and exits.
Gao Liming didn't believe An Youyi could guess the right one.
The top priority now was to contact the Dragon King as soon as possible.
Gao Liming wasn't sure if the killing intent he felt earlier was an illusion.
He didn't dare to gamble.
Losing would cost him his life.
Winning wouldn't bring any benefits.
But the price of losing was too high.
The only person who could restrain An Youyi was Lin Fan.
Gao Liming believed there must be some misunderstanding.
He needed to contact Lin Fan as soon as possible.
To have Lin Fan mediate.
Gao Liming didn't want to die; he still had a wonderful life to enjoy.
And the dreamt-of tech armor he hadn't yet developed.
In short.
-----He was afraid of dying.
Gao Liming dialed Lin Fan's phone number.
After a short wait, the call connected.
Gao Liming, with a look of joy, walked towards the driver's direction, saying,
"Dragon King, you have to help me."
There was silence on the other end for about half a minute.
Then Lin Fan's surprised voice came through.
"What happened? Didn't I tell you to deal with that rich kid Xu Mo? Don't tell me you failed."
Gao Liming's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, "There was a little hiccup..."
"What the hell? Don't tell me you can't even handle a useless playboy, he's just an ordinary person!"
Lin Fan's angry voice came through.
Damn it.
Can't even handle an ordinary person.
And still has the nerve to be ranked in the top ten of Dragon King Hall's combat strength.
If this gets out.
Wouldn't Dragon King Hall be a laughingstock among peers?
What a mess.
An intense desire to survive made Gao Liming raise his voice a few notches.
"Dragon King, listen to me first!"
On the other end, Lin Fan was taken aback.
Realizing the seriousness of the situation.
He said in a deep voice,
"Speak!"
Gao Liming saw his car and quickened his pace towards it, saying,
"Killing Angel has a problem..."
Just as Gao Liming was about to reach the car.
A fair, delicate hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
Long fingers and thumb gripping Gao Liming's neck.
Gao Liming's steps halted, a chill running down his spine.
His neck stiffened as he looked up.
A delicate woman's face came into view.
Though the woman was expressionless.
And very beautiful.
But to Gao Liming, she looked like a female demon!
The kind that could scare children to tears.
An Youyi had somehow appeared beside him.
By the time he realized.
It was already too late.
"Gao Liming, what's wrong with Killing?"
"Hey? Hey? Why aren't you speaking?"
Lin Fan's puzzled voice came from the phone.
An Youyi looked down at him, her lips moving slightly.
At that moment.
Gao Liming learned lip reading, well, he already knew a bit.
An Youyi only said two words.
Then said nothing more.
But this scared Gao Liming out of his wits.
'Wanna die?'
Who the hell wants to die?
Is that even human language?
Damn it!
Forget that.
How did you find me with such low odds?
Gao Liming's lips trembled.
Without An Youyi saying more.
He already knew how to continue the conversation with Lin Fan.
"Nothing, I was just packing up, planning to go back and get some other equipment."
"Oh... then go get it."
Lin Fan was busy flirting with a girl.
Never expecting Gao Liming to call.
Both were eager to hang up.
After a few more words.
They ended the call.
Gao Liming swallowed hard, outwardly calm but inwardly panicking.
"Killing, what do you mean?"
"You're going back to get new equipment?"
An Youyi asked expressionlessly.
Ignoring Gao Liming's question.
Instinct told Gao Liming.
Saying no could save his life.
Saying yes would cost him his head.
Realizing this.
Gao Liming immediately backed down, replying,
"Ahaha... I was just fooling the Dragon King."
"Tell me everything you did here, from start to finish, briefly."
"Killing, are you... betraying?"
Gao Liming couldn't believe it.
He wasn't stupid.
He quickly connected the dots.
An Youyi's grip tightened.
Gao Liming felt like he couldn't breathe.
The invisible pressure was deadly!
He believed that if An Youyi wanted, she could easily twist his head off.
And kick it like a ball.
Maybe she didn't have such a dark sense of humor.
But she could definitely twist his head off with ease.
"Cough... I'll talk, I'll talk..."
Gao Liming's face turned deathly pale.
Not daring to hide anything.
He briefly explained the whole situation.
He wasn't kicked in the head by a donkey.
Between Dragon King Hall and his own life.
His life was definitely more valuable!!!!
He wasn't like Ma Qun, a die-hard fan of Lin Fan.
Moreover, Gao Liming joined Dragon King Hall.
Just to legitimately sell his outdated high-tech weapons and explosives to his underlings.
Soon.
Gao Liming had completely betrayed Lin Fan.
The sneak attack.
Lin Fan, for his own image.
(￣_,￣)
Disdained to do it himself.
But that didn't mean he couldn't have someone else do it.
So Gao Liming became the hired thug.
When An Youyi heard Gao Liming planned to use nano-mosquitoes.
To inject Xu Mo with a drug.
Her grip tightened again.
Gao Liming really felt the pressure this time.
His life could end at any moment.
"It was all the Dragon King's idea, Killing, I was just momentarily blinded, killing me won't do you any good, and I promise I'll never take on such jobs again."
Gao Liming was trembling with fear.
His lips quivering.
An Youyi's nails lightly grazed his neck.
A trickle of blood seeped out.
"Xu Mo is my prey, understand?"
Gao Liming nodded vigorously, "I understand, I understand!"
He understood nothing.
He just wanted to survive.
At this point, he didn't care about anything else.
Even if An Youyi said he was a girl.
He would agree.
"You know, I don't like others messing with my prey."
Pausing, An Youyi's tone remained calm.
"That arm of yours looks pretty good."
Gao Liming was on the verge of tears.
He knew exactly what An Youyi meant.
Gao Liming bit down, lunged forward.
Then stepped on his left foot with his right, and tried to step on his right foot with his left.
A series of clumsy moves that ended with him on the ground.
His right elbow aimed at the ground.
Using momentum and his own strength.
He broke his arm.
Gao Liming gritted his teeth, but the intense pain.
Made him let out a cry of 'Ah'.
Gao Liming thought this was still better.
After all, it wasn't really removed.
He could just go to a good orthopedic hospital later to get it fixed.
If An Youyi had done it herself.
Gao Liming figured his fate would have been much worse!
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