My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (71)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 071. Being a Thug Isn't Easy

Seeing the car automatically stall twice, Sweet Fruit panicked. He went to the car a third time, started

it , and then, using the same old method, put it in gear and jumped out. This time, he didn't walk,

but stood there, watching the car.

The car moved a little over two meters, and then stopped right under his nose.

Sweet Fruit didn't blink, just staring intently at the car stopping in front of him. He

felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He pulled out the gun from his waistband and shouted, blustering but trembling, "Are you a man or a ghost? Come out!"

All around was quiet, without a sound. He walked fearfully to the front of the car. The driver's seat was

empty ; Ah Long was still slumped over in the passenger seat.

He gritted his teeth, opened the car door, and prepared to get back in and try again. But just as he stepped one foot into the driver's seat,

a sinister voice rang out: "Forget it, get out now."

"Who?"

Sweet Fruit's voice suddenly rose eight octaves. He was truly panicked at this moment. After all, he had personally caused

countless people and cars to sink here. Now, he completely believed that the vengeful spirits had appeared

.

His legs began to tremble first, and then his whole body began to shake uncontrollably. He tried hard to control himself,

pulled out the gun again, and believing in the saying that guns could ward off evil, he raised the gun and

fired until all the bullets were fired.

He nervously looked around, trying to see if anything was wrong, but all around was empty and there was nothing there.

Just as he was about to turn around and start the car again, suddenly his hand tightened, and the gun was snatched from his hand. He thought

it was a vengeful spirit coming to settle scores with him, and he screamed in terror. After a while, he turned around and stared at

the scene before him, which terrified him. In the passenger seat sat a person,

none he had poisoned.

Ah Long stared at him with a sinister look, his eyes unwavering, and the smile on his lips looked like it was painted on.

"Ah Long, don't blame me, it wasn't me who wanted to poison you, it was Sister Yan who told me to poison you!"

Sweetie scrambled out of the car and kowtowed to Ah Long.

Suddenly, a pair of hands patted his shoulders, followed by a bewitching voice: "Get up

, you're tired enough, you should rest."

Sweetie froze instantly. The voice was so familiar; it felt like his entire skeleton had been

shattered . Slowly turning around, he saw none other than Sister Yan.

"Sister Yan, didn't you go to America?"

Sweetie's voice was a mix of laughter and tears.

Sister Yan still had that bewitching look, shaved head, wearing a dress, her fingers delicately curled,

but her voice was hoarse and rough: "Bullshit! Your brain is really bad.

Don't you think, is a mere $2 million worth a trip there? If you call

the police, I won't be able to come back!"

Sister Yan's hands were still curled into a delicate gesture, her eyebrows dancing wildly, her appearance quite eerie. But to Sweetie

, it was far more terrifying.

"Sister Yan, Sister Yan, I originally wanted to..."

"You originally wanted to replace me, you wanted to pocket the two million dollars, didn't you?"

Sweat streamed down Sweet Fruit's face; he knew he was finished today.

Someone kicked him. He looked up and saw Ah Long standing in front of him. Ah Long was no longer the corpse he once was

; the blood at the corner of his mouth was gone, and his eyes were no longer glaring.

"Sweet Fruit, you son of a bitch, you're really not fair! You spiked it! Luckily, Sister Yan taught me a trick:

don't drink it, just pour it out when you're not looking."

Sweet Fruit knew everything was over. He thought he was clever, but little did he know, everything he had was in Sister Yan

's hands. She had seen through his treason long ago.

"Sister Yan, I clearly saw you go to the airport with my own eyes, why didn't you go?"

"Saw with my own eyes? You also saw Ah Long drink your wine with your own eyes, and I watched you grow up with my own

eyes. Like you said about those two, can't you think about it properly? I can get $2 million anywhere in China,

why make such a fuss about going to America? Sigh, brother, being a scoundrel isn't easy, save your breath."

Sweet Fruit looked miserable, waiting for Sister Yan's judgment, but Sister Yan was smiling at him, making him feel

uneasy. He quickly begged, "Sister Yan, please forgive me."

Sister Yan smiled even more, and said, "What are you talking about? You didn't offend me.

Just pretend I was never here. What are you going to do, what are you going to do?"

Sweet Fruit wasn't sure what she meant, so his expression was uncertain. He couldn't laugh, and when he didn't

laugh, his face was already very ugly.

At this moment, Sister Yan whispered in his ear, "Did you get the password?"

Tian Guo nodded quickly and recounted the results of his interrogation, along with his doubts. He then

waited for Sister Yan's judgment. Sister Yan smiled and nodded, saying, "My cousin didn't lie. Because she didn't smile."

"So you mean the child lied?"

"The child didn't lie either."

"Why, Sister Yan?"

"Because he smiled."

Tian Guo stood there blankly, confused, not understanding what Sister Yan meant.

"I asked you for someone, you have to give it to me."

"Sister Yan, even I'm your person..."

Sister Yan waved her hand and said, "Never mind that, just take my niece off the hook, and you can do

whatever

was overjoyed. From what Sister Yan meant, she wasn't going to pursue the matter further; he had finally escaped with

his life. Escaping from the jaws of death was truly a cause for celebration for Sweet Fruit. He went to the jeep,

opened the door, but was dragged inside by a large hand, and then knew nothing more.

Sister Yan, expressionless, stood there waving at the jeep and said, "See the guest out."

Turning to leave, she muttered to herself, "This isn't my fault, you brought it on yourself."

" I didn't do anything from beginning to end. You're the one who kidnapped the person, you're the one who threw them into the pond. Sigh, I told you,

being a thug isn't easy. Ah Long, hurry up."

He looked back at the car, but found it still standing there, muttering, "This

Ah Long can't be kept around either, he's too long-winded."

He walked to the shack, getting impatient, turned around, and shouted towards the jeep,

"How long are you going to dawdle?"

Suddenly he realized something was wrong. The jeep hadn't moved. Ah Long wasn't like that; if he

shouted , he'd get a response. He immediately realized something was wrong, pulled out his pistol, and walked forward, wanting to see

what was going on, only to find Ah Long jumping out of the car backwards. He was being held at gunpoint. When the person with the gun

appeared, he thought he was seeing things, or rather, that the world really was haunted, because that

person was none other than a striped figure.

This time he truly understood his own words: being a thug isn't easy, and what he was seeing was truly

incomprehensible . Was this some kind of fantasy novel, or what? Yi Dao Gang was supposed to be dead,

so how could he be alive again?

After calming himself down a bit, he finally composed himself and shouted, "Yi Dao Gang? What's going on with you?

Whose side are you on? What are you playing at?"

Yi Dao Gang gave him a bright smile, then nodded towards the person behind him and said, "I'm the person behind you."

Sister Yan thought to herself, "This is bad. There's someone right in front of me that I didn't even notice." He turned around, and behind him stood

a policeman from the city's criminal investigation team.

Sister Yan understood a bit and shouted back, "Gangzi, you son of a bitch, you were an undercover cop!"

"Congratulations, you guessed right."

At this moment, Gangzi had already handcuffed A Long and brought Tian Guo out of the car. He

said to Tian Guo, "Tian Guo, you son of a bitch, you're so slow. You took so long to get a password. I

was posing in the car, I was so stiff."

Tian Guo said dejectedly, "You were so convincing. When we almost had a car accident, you were lying

in front of me , bleeding from your nose and mouth. What kind of kid could you fool so easily?"

Gangzi recalled the process of playing dead, still feeling lingering fear, with a bitter and resentful look on his face: "In my next life,

I'll never do this again. It's torture for a human."

"How did you find out that my wine was poisoned?"

Tian Guo was still upset that her plan, which was so meticulous, had been seen through.

"Just judge for yourself. You said Sister Yan was so ruthless in front of us, so of course I know you're ruthless too."

At this moment, Liang Jun's handcuffs had been removed, and Xia Yunni was also untied. Both of them were still naked, and

a policeman found clothes for them to wear. Xia Yunni then threw herself on her mother and burst into tears. The more she cried

, the more heartbroken she became. She wiped away her tears, went to Sister Yan, and slapped her cousin across the face. The city's criminal investigation team

came to Liang Jun and asked, "You sent out the alarm signal, didn't you? Very good. If it weren't for your signal,

the officers of the criminal investigation team wouldn't have been able to find this place."

The matter was basically clear. Sister Yan had persuaded her cousin He Meili to secure Xia Yunqing's care

, which also secured the donations. However, before boarding the plane, she kidnapped and moved several people. Sister Yan

didn't trust Tian Guo'er and sent her trusted confidant A Long to supervise him. She herself secretly followed him to Shentan, waiting for Tian Guo'er

to find out the code so she could take over. Meanwhile, police investigators infiltrated Sister Yan's inner circle, investigating

clues from the recent disappearances. They gradually gained her trust and secured the kidnapping mission. To avoid

alerting the kidnappers, they pretended to be dead, depending on the changing situation.

Liang Jun cleverly used He Meili's phone call, which sparked a fight, to call the police.

The police, using their location tracking system, pinpointed their whereabouts. Ultimately, they successfully tracked down the suspects,

providing crucial support for solving the series of disappearances.

This was truly a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

After a whole day of turmoil, Liang Jun faced danger twice but ultimately escaped unscathed. Eager to return home, he

arrived at the component factory, leaving everyone stunned.

He briefly explained the situation, and everyone was deeply moved, filled with emotion. They

even brought a large consolidation party to celebrate Liang Jun's survival.

Just as Liang Jun was drinking with everyone, his aunt returned, bringing him very sad

news .

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