Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He avoided the overwhelming fear of making eye contact with her.

Cover her with a tablecloth, tie her up tightly from head to toe, so she can't see you and you won't be afraid.

Mingguang is single-minded and has a simple way of thinking.

All of this happened in a split second. The tablecloth was pulled down, and a dinner knife emerged from the middle, moving in slow motion, right in front of her nose. Mingguang was not afraid at all, ducking to avoid it. At the same time, he grabbed the tablecloth and rolled it up, enveloping her slender figure. The next second, he pressed her down and they both fell to the ground.

The green plants beside them were gently swaying in the wind.

The moment Mingguang pinned the man down, he was first shocked, then overwhelmed with a complex and ecstatic joy.

She hadn't expected to subdue her so easily.

She was also afraid of this wicked woman's next move, her superhuman abilities.

Mingguang dared not be careless—

With a backhand press, he swiftly bound the person to the edge of a tablecloth.

Xia Yanle looked rather foolish at this moment.

Her head was stuck through the hole she had just cut with the knife, like a lamb being trapped in a hair salon by its stylist, with no way to escape and waiting to be sold.

Xia Yanle still had a smile on her face.

She made a move, but Mingguang held her still. She glanced at Mingguang with her head turned to the side.

"Don't worry, I didn't cheat this time, I don't have any superpowers, we'll have a fair competition."

His tone was very gentle, which made Mingguang feel surprised and uncertain.

The Xia Yanle she remembered was not so weak, so easily defeated, and so self-satisfied.

Hearing her say that, Mingguang became even more nervous, his muscles tensed and his heart raced.

Then she listened to Xia Yanle continue speaking, her tone calm.

"When people are nervous, they involuntarily secrete large amounts of adrenaline. Adrenaline promotes blood circulation, increases blood oxygen supply in a short period of time, and causes the heart to beat and breathing to accelerate—"

The background strings suddenly soared, surging and powerful. Mingguang froze, his breathing became labored, and his fingers went numb. He released the grip.

Xia Yanle smiled and sat up sideways. She took off the tattered tablecloth that made her look 99999 stupid, carefully avoiding the part of the tablecloth that was sprayed with medicine, and swept all her messy curly hair behind her.

"The new drug I developed can temporarily paralyze people through direct skin contact and respiration."

She sprayed it on when Mingguang threw the tablecloth over.

The knife piercing the tablecloth was just a smokescreen; her real purpose was to wait for Mingguang to catch her.

Skilled hunters often appear as the prey.

Xia Yanle is adept at playing the game of hunter turning prey and then hunter again.

Mingguang froze and couldn't move for a moment, collapsing to the side, while Xia Yanle reached out with a knife in hand.

With the knife tip pointing right in front of his nose, Mingguang was filled with fear and indignation, his heterochromatic eyes wide open.

He exuded an air of "Do whatever you want with me, I'm ready to die for you."

Xia Yanle smiled slyly; her lips were pale, yet strangely alluring.

"What should I do? Xiaomingguang will be so beautiful when he grows up. I'm so jealous."

"I'm afraid Mr. Weiran might really fall for you. How about I stab you in the face first?"

She uttered words that would make most girls tremble, but Mingguang's eyes showed no increase in fear.

Yandere are not narcissists; they care more about the people they value than about themselves.

“Even if I become ugly, Xiaoran won’t dislike me because of it,” Mingguang retorted bluntly.

"Xiao Ran won't like me just because I'm pretty, nor will she stop liking me just because I become ugly. I like Xiao Ran the way she is, so what am I afraid of?!"

"...Oh, really?"

Xia Yanle pushed the knife forward, about to pierce her skin and disfigure her, but she suddenly turned her hand back and affectionately touched her smooth face twice with the cold back of the knife.

She threw down the knife, smiled sweetly, and reached out to gently pinch her smooth, tender cheek.

"Yes, that's great, very well said!"

Chapter Twenty-Six: Rebellion Has Erupted! The Son Is Beating the Father! (3K)

Despite having his cheeks being carelessly pinched, Mingguang showed no disgust, but instead looked at Xia Yanle with unusual seriousness.

"So where is Xiaoran?"

"You're the one who hid him."

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been unable to find him.

She observed, searched, and simulated all of Xiao Ran's movements.

Nothing was gained.

When Mingguang saw Xia Yanle, he immediately realized what was going on.

Besides her, who else could hide Xiao Ran away?

"So what if it's me, little Mingguang?" Xia Yanle continued to gently pinch Mingguang's cheek.

It feels really good.

"You've been subdued by me again."

"The subdued person still wants answers? That's too greedy."

"Have you ever watched movies or TV shows? Every time the villain captures a hero, he inexplicably starts telling the whole story when he thinks he has the upper hand. After he tells the villain all the information, the villain not only turns the tables but also manages to rescue his partner. Conclusion: Villains die from talking too much."

Xia Yanle touched her pale lips with her finger.

"...so I can't talk too much."

Mingguang blinked, his mind a little fuzzy.

Although she considered Xia Yanle a bad woman who was hindering her and Bai Weiran, how could a bad woman be so open about being a villain? She even explained all the tricks to her.

Mingguang is adorable and slow to think, and his blinking eyes are especially cute.

Xia Yanle loved her charmingly naive personality.

She thought: There was a kind of pleasure in bullying Mr. Weiran.

Oh, although not yet.

But how should I put it—

Xia Yanle thought about it casually.

Mr. Weiran has a special relationship with Mingguang.

She was treated very specially.

Xia Yanle was the only viewer who watched Bai Weiran and Mingguang interact from beginning to end.

Mr. Weiran, who promised not to lie, repeatedly lied to the last person many years later.

Fate is sometimes unreasonable.

He rescued Mingguang from his own hands, on that riverbank, from the impatient boy and the wailing girl.

Even though he was clearly impatient, he never abandoned her.

Mingguang was Mr. Weiran's first true friend.

But at that time he did not understand this kind of true emotion. There is a long way to go from pretense to authenticity. When a liar comes into contact with sincerity, he will hesitate for a moment.

Mr. Weiran must have run away back then.

He fled from Xiaomingguang, which drove Xiaomingguang into a frenzy.

Xiao Ming is naive and doesn't understand why a good friend can be abandoned so easily.

Perhaps during his growth, Mr. Weiran also vaguely realized the mistakes he made back then.

Therefore, he was tolerant of Mingguang's behavior after their reunion.

Anyone else would probably have been put in jail by now. The fact that Mingguang was able to lock him up in a dark room and get away unscathed is enough to prove his bias.

As for what this bias is—she's not Mr. Weiran, how would she know?

Xia Yanle's blue eyes sparkled as she poked Mingguang's slightly puffed cheek with her finger.

When Mingguang was poked in the cheek, his bewildered expression suddenly vanished, his arrogant demeanor vanished, and his eyes became watery, revealing a pitiful pleading look.

"...Tell me where Xiaoran is, okay?"

"Please, just tell me where he is—I'll do anything for you, and I'll always listen to you from now on, okay?"

His first words were to beg for mercy, and his expressions and lines were impeccable.

But Pi Bian's attitude was obviously suspicious.

Xia Yanle knew that Mingguang must have other ideas in his heart, but she was also eager to try.

There's a trap, yet you still want to walk into it!

My bad habit has returned: my palms are itchy.

"Really, anything is possible?"

"Ah."

Xia Yanle thought for a moment, then revealed a mischievous smile.

"...I really miss the old days. Can you flick my forehead?"

The keyword made Mingguang tremble. Her expression panicked for a few seconds. Xia Yanle stared at her and saw Mingguang's expression change from fear to confusion, and finally she became weak and limp, like a tamed and weak little doe, closing her eyes in complete surrender.

"Then...you have to be gentle..."

Xia Yanle: …………?

The humble lines, the immobile posture, the pitiful young girl lying there.

Something's off.