The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

"How much money did Zhou Rong give you?"

Fu Hua continued asking, her tone as if she were discussing the weather.

"Fifty? Or one hundred?"

Yongge narrowed his eyes, his facial muscles twitching slightly: "What Zhou Rong? We don't know him."

"It seems there's more than that."

Fu Hua stared at the group, her eyes clearly flickering when she mentioned Zhou Rong.

It seems she was right.

Zhou Rong's family was not wealthy.

She has enough pocket money to last a hundred.

These people even wore a sneer when they heard "hundred."

It seems there's more to it than that.

Zhou Rong bled this time.

However, whether the blood is Zhou Rong's is still a question.

If it were Fu Chaochao...

Her actions certainly involved more than just these.

Fu Chaochao once said that she had 500 yuan in savings.

She will be willing to sacrifice anything to achieve her goal.

Zhou Rong will definitely deduct a portion.

"So, did she give you three hundred, or four hundred?"

The tall, thin man gasped.

Yong Ge's face darkened.

He stared at Fu Hua, sizing her up from head to toe.

Something's really wrong.

Is this girl really that weird?

Did they guess the exact amount?

This guy doesn't look like a high school student at all.

Surrounded by five men in a dark alley, he was not afraid at all.

Can they still calmly analyze who paid for it and how much money they paid?

"Who exactly are you?"

Yong asked tentatively.

Only now did he realize that he had made a mistake.

Zhou Rongming said that the girl was only able to enter and leave the military dependents' compound because she was temporarily staying at a relative's house in the countryside.

He didn't bother to verify it.

This girl has an extraordinary air about her and is also very intelligent.

How could they resemble poor, country bumpkin relatives?

"Brother Yong, the arrow is on the bowstring."

A tall, thin man offered a reminder.

They take people's money and do their bidding; if they want to go back on their word...

Zhou Rong wasn't afraid, but his parents were also government employees.

They're not so easy to offend.

Yong's brows furrowed even more.

"To tell you the truth, we don't know any Zhou Rong or Wang Rong. It's just that someone from Minghua asked us to pass on a message to you."

Yong-ge exhaled a smoke ring. "Don't stand out too much at school. Today's post is just a reminder..."

"Yeah?"

Fu Hua's tone was flat.

"Zhou Rong probably didn't tell you that I am the biological daughter of the Fu family, nor did she tell you that my older brother is a company commander in the army and my father is a regimental commander in the military region."

The expressions on all five people's faces changed.

"Little girl, trying to scare us?"

Yong sneered and stepped closer. "We've investigated your background thoroughly. You're just a country bumpkin who knows how to brag!"

He reached out and grabbed Fu Hua's arm.

It's now!

Fu Hua suddenly took half a step back, pulled her right hand out of the side pocket of her backpack, and sprayed Yong Ge's face with water several times.

"Sizzle—"

Red spray erupted, filling the air with the smell of chili peppers.

"Ah!! My eyes!"

Yong Ge screamed and staggered backward, covering his face.

"It's pepper spray!"

The tall, thin man shouted.

Fu Hua didn't run away; instead, she unleashed a torrent of abuse on the others.

At the same time, his left hand reached for the wooden bracelet on his wrist.

If the police cannot arrive in time, she will have to hide in the space.

This is a last resort.

It would be best to take down these people today.

Pepper spray is potent, but those people were on guard.

Apart from Yong Ge and the short guy who got infected, everyone else was blocked.

Realizing what had happened, they became enraged and charged at Fu Hua, as if they wanted to tear her to pieces.

Just as Fu Hua was thinking of hiding back in her spatial dimension, a dark figure flashed in from the alley entrance, as fast as a cheetah.

Before Fu Hua could see clearly, the person had already swept past her.

He charged straight at the thugs chasing after him.

"Bang!"

He punched the tall, thin man at the front of the pack in the face.

The sound of the nasal bone breaking was clearly audible.

The tall, thin man didn't even utter a sound before collapsing backward.

This is a thank-you speech.

He was dressed casually, his black jacket almost blending into the night in the dimly lit alley.

His movements were clean and crisp, each punch and kick carrying the ruthlessness and precision of a soldier.

The second thug swung a steel pipe at Xie Ci, who dodged it by sidestepping.

He seized the other person's wrist and twisted it—"snap!"

Dislocation of carpal bones.

The steel pipe crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

The remaining two inexperienced youngsters exchanged a glance and pounced at the same time.

Xie Ci tripped one person with a sweeping kick, while simultaneously elbowing another in the ribs.

With two muffled groans, the two men collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

Only then did Yongge manage to open his burning eyes.

My vision was blurry, and it seemed like all my men had fallen to the ground.

A tall man appeared before Fu Hua, his eyes as cold as ice.

Being stared at like that felt like an icicle piercing his heart, chilling him to the bone, and Yong Ge shivered all over.

“Who…who are you?”

Yong's voice trembled.

He didn't reply with a thank you, but took a step forward.

Yongge turned to run, but his legs went weak and he almost fell.

At that moment, hurried footsteps and the beam of a flashlight came from the alley entrance: "Police! Don't move!"

Two police officers rushed in, their flashlight beams sweeping over the groaning thugs on the ground.

The final image focuses on Xie Ci and Fu Hua.

The leader was an older policeman who stared at Fu Hua and suddenly realized, "Young lady? It's you? The one who played chess in the park last time? Traveling alone for a thousand miles?"

Fu Hua looked up and then saw clearly.

It's the same old policeman who dealt with the chess scam in the park last time.

"What's going on?"

The old policeman pointed at the thug: "Some comrades said a young girl called the police beforehand, saying someone was following her. Was that you?"

"it's me."

Fu Hua nodded: "Their attempt to harass me was premeditated, and someone was behind it."

How did you know?

The old policeman asked suspiciously, "Was this orchestrated? Was it premeditated?"

"Because they've been with me for a long time, not just for the first day. If it were a spur-of-the-moment decision, they would have given up if they saw it couldn't be done, but they didn't."

The old policeman smiled slightly: "Yes, you're right. The young lady even knows about criminal investigation?"

Fu Hua...

Isn't this common sense?

"We need your cooperation now, classmate, to go back to the police station to give a statement and clarify the matter."

"Can."

Fu Hua nodded: "However, I need to go to the library first. I have a book to return today, and it will be closed soon."

"this……"

The police officer was in a dilemma. According to regulations, he had to bring the victim and the suspect back together as soon as possible.

"Hello, comrade, I can accompany her to return the book, and then I'll go with her to the office in a bit."

Xie Ci spoke up from the side, his expression shifting slightly as he took something out of his pocket and handed it to the old policeman: "This is my identification."

The old policeman took it, opened it, glanced at it, his eyes trembled, and saluted: "So it's a comrade from the People's Liberation Army."

In response to her thanks, he said, "My car is at the alley entrance outside. I'll go there right after I finish delivering the book with her. It won't cause any delays, okay?"

"Yes, of course."

The old policeman chuckled, but was inwardly shocked.

Good heavens, such a young deputy division commander? He'd never even heard of him.

"My main concern was the young girl's safety. She had just experienced something bad, but since she was accompanied by PLA soldiers, I felt relieved."

"Little girl, don't be afraid, he is..."

"Officer, we know each other."

Xie Ci explained with a smile.

"what?"

The old policeman thought that the apology was a gesture of goodwill.

Fu Hua nodded: "We're from the same compound."