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"Cough, Yang Xiaoyou, junior, my friend here has a straightforward personality. Heh heh, his whole family are soldiers, so he can be a bit blunt." Upon seeing Yang Xiaoyou again, Yu Yan couldn't help but try to ease the tension.
However, it was clear that the Young Man with the Surname Wang was not pleased.
"Yu Yan, what do you mean by that? Are you saying I offended him? Should I just apologize then?"
Such provocative words made Yu Yan feel somewhat awkward. Typically, when conflicts arise between a close friend and someone they are only slightly acquainted with, most people would first explain things to the less familiar friend to maintain appearances. Later, they would definitely discuss and complain about it with their close friend, and if a major conflict occurred, they would side with the familiar one.
Yu Yan was thinking along these lines, wanting to smooth things over, but he didn't expect Wang Chong to be so unyielding.
This left him, who usually navigated social situations with ease, at a loss for words.
"Honestly, if it were me, I would feel that an apology is indeed necessary. Regardless of our relationship, he was talking to me. You eavesdropped without permission and barged in; I think security should escort him out," Zhao Chen interjected before Yang Xiaoyou could say anything.
He showed no interest in getting entangled in Yang Xiaoyou's words; after all, understanding dialogue is subjective. There was no point in arguing about it now; instead, he focused on pointing out the other person's misstep as if he had caught them by the throat.
In contrast, Zhao Chen was usually a low-key individual. Under normal circumstances, he would play dumb in such situations. However, now that he was with Hive Security Company, he found himself inexplicably at a disadvantage and caught off guard.
Having a member of the Hive Security Company right there could prove beneficial if any issues arose.
Finally, he gestured toward a waiter who had come over due to the commotion.
"Sir, look," the waiter said with an expression of difficulty as he addressed Wang Chong.
This made the proud and sharply dressed fellow's face turn quite sour.
"Alright, Brother Wang, let's go. You wanted me to help you find out something, right? We can do that now. Just send me the photos," Yu Yan said, coming back to her senses and agreeing to the request, seemingly ready to act immediately.
This made Wang Chong's expression improve slightly, though he merely snorted in response, as if he looked down on engaging with them further.
Yang Xiaoyou, aware of this proud yet sensitive fellow, couldn't be bothered to stoop to his level. This was a perfect opportunity for her to excuse herself and leave.
However, at that moment, the arrogant young man with the surname Wang hesitated for a moment before pulling out his phone. Furrowing his brows, he said, "I'll only send you the photos. Don't share them with anyone else. If you find anything, there will be a generous reward."
He looked as if he were a child wanting to monopolize a beloved toy, unwilling to let anyone else see it.
Afterward, he began using Bluetooth to send something to the somewhat speechless Yu Yan.
Yang Xiaoyou casually intercepted the transmission midway. Initially, she intended it as a petty act of revenge or curiosity, but as a faint blue digital symbol flashed in her eyes, she furrowed her brows in concern.
She immediately pushed her chair back and stood up.
This action caught the attention of those present. They watched as she walked toward the two fellows who were busy sending something on their phones.
Even Zhao Chen, who usually remained composed, felt surprised by this move. Based on what he had heard before, Yang Xiaoyou was supposed to be someone who avoided trouble. Her current demeanor did not seem like that of someone who would provoke a confrontation.
They had already gained the upper hand; there was no need to push their opponent too hard. After all, that straight-backed figure exuded an air of authority and likely possessed some skills. If they cornered him too much and he lashed out in anger, it could lead to trouble for both of them—after all, they were just two office workers.
Thus, while Yang Xiaoyou's words were precise and impactful, she refrained from stepping on anyone's toes unnecessarily.
However, Zhao Chen believed that the kind of past ridicule and mockery did not occur, though that did not mean things passed by without incident. In fact, it was even more outrageous than just exchanging words.
Yang Xiaoyou boldly snatched the phone from the other person's hand without a hint of hesitation. With a few deft movements of her fingers, she turned the iPhone to display it to Palm.
This action left everyone nearby, including the waiter, momentarily stunned. Wang Chong was also taken aback; he never imagined that someone would dare to rob him under the Light Transformation Day!
After a brief moment of shock, the waiter anxiously said, "Sir, although he is in the wrong, you can't just take someone else's belongings. Please return it to him."
Yang Xiaoyou, however, paid no attention to these reactions. She glanced at the screen of the phone and coldly asked, "Where did this photo come from?"
If anyone looked at the image on the phone, they would see a vibrant girl with a ponytail, joyfully interacting with a fluffy koala. Her lively demeanor combined with her naturally charming appearance had an undeniable appeal that could captivate people of all ages. The snapshot was also quite well taken.
It was Qi Menglu in that photo; judging by the time, it must have been taken during summer vacation. What made Yang Xiaoyou feel nauseous was that the photo was framed in a pink heart-shaped border.
The man who had been called out by Yang Xiaoyou now wore an expression of furious rage, as if he had been provoked beyond measure. He seemed ready to pounce on Yang Xiaoyou while gritting his teeth and growling, "You’re asking for death!"
From his attire, it was clear that his family was well-off; he wouldn’t be so agitated over a phone alone. What likely infuriated him more was Yang Xiaoyou's attitude towards the photo. When he initially sent it to Yu Yan for help in finding someone, he had specifically instructed her not to share it with anyone else, indicating his strong possessiveness.
Fortunately, Yu Yan was beside him and managed to hold him back. Despite her seemingly frail appearance, her reaction and strength were surprisingly formidable as she firmly restrained Wang Chong.
Her face flushed red as if she were exerting great effort to stop him.
At that moment, perhaps due to the excessive force, the sound coming from his mouth became somewhat distorted and strained.
"Wang Chong, what are you doing?! And you, Yang Xiaoyou! Hurry up and give him back his phone; I’m not as strong as he is." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately closed his mouth and deftly shifted his arm, seemingly attempting to lock Wang Chong's joints.
However, Wang Chong himself seemed to possess considerable skill in grappling Aspects. He kept twisting and turning, making it impossible for him to be locked down, and the two entered a stalemate.
This was a teahouse within the university town, and the waitstaff had rarely witnessed such a scene. They were momentarily stunned, and after a brief pause, they ran out with panic on their faces, seemingly preparing to call security.
"It seems you have misunderstood something." Observing the two engaged in their struggle, Yang Xiaoyou's expression showed no change. It was as if their contest had nothing to do with him.
"Misunderstood?! I saw it with my own eyes; how could I be mistaken? Apologizing now is too late! You bastard dare to act like this; I will kill you. Yu Yan! Let me go, or I won’t have any friends left!" At this moment, Wang Chong's face was twisted with rage; he looked as if he wanted nothing more than to leap at Yang Xiaoyou and bite him, but he was firmly restrained by Yu Yan.
"Um, what I meant by 'misunderstood' is that I wasn’t asking; I was questioning. Please answer my question first." Yang Xiaoyou's expression was somewhat calm, yet within that calmness lay an unsettling chill that made one’s heart race.
At the same time, with an air of nonchalance, he reached into his coat. A silver handgun appeared in his hand, and the shocking effect of it caused an inexplicable sense of life-and-death urgency to rise within the three who were momentarily taken aback, as if they could die at any moment.
It was an indescribable feeling, as if someone had ominously informed them that this gun was real!
The strict gun control in the Chinese Empire made it hard for them to believe that such a weapon could appear in the hands of a young man; it implied an enormous background!
Only Zhao Chen thought of Yang Xiaoyou’s other identity. He didn’t know why. Recently, the Hive Security Company had already gained a very high status in the Chinese Empire but had inexplicably skyrocketed in prominence. Equipping all its members in China with a gun was truly not a difficult matter.
However, no matter what, a Gun Permit was still just a Gun Permit; it wasn’t a license to kill. He certainly did not want things to escalate further and spoke in a gentle tone.
"A Gun Permit is ultimately just a Gun Permit. If you really shoot or injure him, it could have negative repercussions for your company; they might find an excuse to revoke your privileges."
His words seemed to subtly highlight Yang Xiaoyou’s extraordinary identity.
"Just now, he wanted to kill me. I'm a bit naive, so of course I believed him." Yang Xiaoyou's words seemed somewhat indifferent, a sense of disregard for life suddenly emerging. The atmosphere and the invisible pressure she exerted weighed heavily on everyone present.
Especially Wang Chong, who was being threatened with a gun; he felt that death had never been this close before. His scalp tingled, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Classmate Yang Xiaoyou, calm down, you must stay calm. So, you want to ask questions, right? I know about that. The girl on this phone is someone Wang Chong met during summer vacation in our university town. It seems she came to visit and wanted to get to know the new students in the reading environment. Wang Chong fell for her at first sight, but because he was distracted and due to some other unclear reasons, he lost track of her. That's why he came to me for help when school started," Yu Yan explained, stepping in for Wang Chong like a potato clarifying the situation.
"That's right! If you had done this earlier, there wouldn't have been any problems. But I don't want you appearing in front of her, nor do I want you following her like a voyeur. I've deleted the photos. Alright, Zhao, let's go." After patting Wang Chong's cheek with the hand holding the gun, Yang Xiaoyou smiled and tossed the processed phone back to him.
She then pushed open the door and walked outside first. Watching Yang Xiaoyou's departing figure, the two fellows who had been competing against each other suddenly felt a bit relieved after being stimulated by the situation.
The commotion caused by Yang Xiaoyou also attracted the attention of many people outside. At first, they didn't know what was happening, but when they saw a fellow walking out with a Silver Pistol, many gasped in astonishment. The heavy atmosphere just moments ago—could it be that gun?
However, just as some were about to call the police and others were on the verge of screaming, Yang Xiaoyou pulled a cigarette from the pocket of a trembling waiter nearby. After placing it between her lips, she raised her pistol and pulled the trigger. A beautiful light blue flame ignited the cigarette.
Taking a deep puff, she coughed twice and left the teahouse, keeping her achievements hidden.
Meanwhile, Wang Chong, who had just calmed down and was gritting his teeth in preparation to follow behind and capture evidence through official channels, saw this shocking scene and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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