Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 221: Master of Both the Pen and the Sword (Birthday + Extra)

Second Uncle clenched his fist, the left hand in front, the right hand thrusting forward, as if charging with a bayonet, shouting, "Kill, kill, kill!"

Yu Minglang didn’t move, blinked, and Qian facepalmed.

Second Uncle stopped, proud.

"Back then, I was number one in practicing this! Admit it or not?"

To enhance the effect, Second Uncle repeated, "Stab, stab, stab, kill, kill, kill!"

"It sure is stupid... stupid, stupid, stupid," Qian muttered.

Yu Minglang silently extended a finger and placed it on Second Uncle’s forehead.

Second Uncle felt deeply humiliated, this pose, how does it feel like teasing a dog?

So he raised his arm and shouted, "Kill!"

Then...

"Oh my, quick, help me up, my back’s gone..."

Yu Minglang shrugged, looking innocent, "I didn’t touch him..."

Being this clumsy and still daring to challenge Yu Minglang, Yu Minglang felt that if he retaliated, it would seem like bullying.

Well, if not using hands, then using feet!

Yu Minglang kicked lightly, without much force, and Second Uncle fell down.

Holding his aching back, he groaned, too fat and lacking exercise, this twist of movements casually sprained his back.

Second Uncle toppled to the ground, groaning with his hurt back, while the two plump cousins rubbed their heads aching from the impact with Yu Minglang’s. Yu Minglang took a step forward, and they immediately stepped back, feeling that Yu Minglang was like an elusive wind. No one could catch him, but if he wanted to strike, it was too easy.

Seeing that the three strong men of the family were scared stiff by Yu Minglang alone, Second Aunt was unwilling, but helpless, and could only take advantage verbally.

"Jia Xiufang, what do you mean, beating my family like this, you must compensate us! Intentional injury or whatever, we will sue you!"

Yu Minglang smiled slightly, "Didn’t I just tell you? Your testimonies are invalid, Aunt, guys, did you see me hit anyone?"

He turned to ask Qian’s family.

Chen Zilong shook his head like a rattle.

"Not at all!"

Second Aunt was furious, "Aren’t you resorting to unreasonable arguments?!"

What is this? It’s the first time seeing someone even more unreasonable than herself.

Qian looked at Yu Minglang, finding him utterly pleasing.

This annoying spirit applied to others is really good. Trying to tangle with someone, the other party is left speechless. He uses legal arguments to block people, and physically can kick people who can’t beat him. Anyone encountering such a person has no clue what to do.

"Thanks for the compliment. To deal with people, there’s a way to deal with people. To deal with ghosts, there’s a way to deal with ghosts. Great men have said before, when friends come, offer good wine. When enemies come, use hunting rifles. You don’t see yourselves as friends, so I can only view you as enemies."

After saying that, Yu Minglang turned to the big cousin and swiftly threw a flurry of punches, shocking Second Aunt.

Feeling her son in his hands was like a sandbag.

"This is so cool, the speed of those punches, feels faster than in boxing matches!" Chen Zilong’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

"He controlled his strength, probably didn’t even use 40% of it," Qian objectively evaluated.

Yu Minglang’s moves weren’t just flashy. If he weren’t intentionally playing around, truly using force, the cousin would probably bleed from being punched. Many of Yu Minglang’s moves are the type to kill with one hit. In her past life, Qian wouldn’t dare spar with him, fearing the danger of injuring her.

20-something Yu Minglang seemed to enjoy playing more than ten years later, even chanting rhymes, "Two eight two five six, two eight two five seven, two eight two nine thirty-one!"

Seeing his brother beaten into a pig face, Second Cousin grabbed an axe from behind, intending to ambush. Qian noticed and was about to shout a warning, but Yu Minglang, without turning, extended his arm backwards, and Second Cousin’s neck was locked under his elbow!

This move, if Yu Minglang didn’t control it, could directly break his neck!

"Dude, how can you be so ruthless? Swinging this thing around can cause fatalities, do you know?" Yu Minglang chopped with his hand, and the axe landed in his hand. No one saw how Yu Minglang did it.

The axe in Yu Minglang’s hand seemed to come alive, spinning quickly and showing off tricks.

Second Cousin and the already beaten pig-faced Big Cousin both took a step back in fear. Yu Minglang chopped the axe on the staircase, and it got stuck in the wooden handrail.

"Oh no! My furniture!" Jia Xiufang cried out, Yu Minglang turned apologetically, "Aunt, sorry, I got carried away..."

"Such a prodigal child... It’s solid wood, been used for so many years, just like that, it’s chopped..."

Qian patted her mom, "It’s alright, anyway, with the demolition, these will have to go."

Second Aunt’s group, initially scared witless, suddenly found courage hearing Qian mention demolition.

"Chen Xiaoqian, no more chatter, quickly let us take the old lady away, otherwise, otherwise—"

Qian curiously asked, "Otherwise what? Keep fighting? Xiaoqiang, isn’t your rhyme unfinished? Come on, keep chanting!"

The way he chanted, he could probably chant over 100 more stanzas, by then, Second Uncle’s two fat sons might not just be beaten, but swollen into pig heads.

Yu Minglang listened to Qian the most, when she spoke, he started with arm wrestling.

Second Aunt saw it was no good, at a disadvantage, they couldn’t win physically, so she switched to verbal!

Suddenly she laid down, the whole person flat on the ground.

"Oh my, life can’t go on! Bullying people! Killing people! Help, someone save me, someone wants to kill me!"

As she spoke, she rolled, rolling all over the house.

Jia Xiufang was stunned.

Qian nudged her mom, "Mom, learn from this, see? When people lose face, anything with no bottom line is easy to do."

Jia Xiufang looked at the rolling Second Aunt, stammered shaking her head, "This is too shameless..."

Although Jia Xiufang wasn’t very cultured, she couldn’t do such embarrassing things, still a simple woman, Second Aunt really opened eyes, such people are rare in both rural and urban areas, truly unique.

"With money, who needs dignity? Can dignity be eaten as food?" Qian sometimes admired those who could change at will, face is a miraculous thing, if you disregard it, actions have no limits, in the world, it becomes free to roam.

This point requires admiration for a shrew like Second Aunt.

"Ah! Murder! Someone help!" Second Aunt kept rolling and shouting, Second Uncle sat on the ground without getting up, clutching his back, shouting in pain, "You must pay us!"

The two plump cousins each supporting dad and mom, the scene looked quite "moving".