Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Bai Weiran, finally! Finally!!!"

"Yes, finally."

Mengmeng was looking forward to this scene before she came.

Surrounded by thugs looking for trouble.

The group of thugs had been watching the two for a long time. Seeing that they didn't have the aura of cultivators and were just ordinary people, yet they were leisurely and extravagant in their spending, and that some of them even had some cultivation, they immediately set their sights on the two, wanting to extort money from them. When they saw the girl's face clearly, their expressions became even more malicious.

"Hey buddy, not bad!"

"Lend me some money, bro?"

"If you don't have money, your girl is fine too, we brothers don't mind."

Upon hearing this, Mengmeng smiled, her eyes narrowing into two little moons.

"Aren't you bad people?"

The white-haired, red-eyed girl looked excited and expectant, unafraid to ask questions, which startled the group of thugs, who looked at each other in bewilderment.

Before they could react, the girl had already started tugging at the sleeve of the young man beside her and acting coquettishly.

"Hey, Bai Weiran, you promised! You promised! If bad guys come looking for trouble, you'll let me have that!"

"I want that one—the one I've been playing lately—"

The ambiguous tone of his voice, drawn out, made the group of thugs in front of them have all sorts of wild thoughts.

Holy crap, which one is that?

But they quickly remembered their identities and shouted angrily.

"What kind of time is this to still be talking about love? Don't you respect your buddies?"

"Today I'm going to teach you a lesson! Brothers—"

He didn't say the last word, "up," and swallowed it back instantly.

The young man spread his arms, and a strange weapon he had never seen before appeared in his hands.

Ancient people wouldn't recognize it, but modern people will find it familiar—it's a modern Gatling gun.

The game Mengmeng has been playing recently is called "Tearing Apart Japanese Devils".

She wanted to use a Gatling gun to mow down the ancient thugs.

The girl giggled and screamed, then grabbed the weapon.

"Oh, I want this one! I want this one!"

She pointed her weapon directly at the thugs and chuckled.

"Mengmeng is going to act on behalf of heaven!!!"

Pulling the trigger didn't fire bullets, but rather colorful glutinous rice balls that burst open upon hitting someone. These balls were as sticky as chewing gum, pinning the person to the ground or wall, rendering them immobile and causing the thugs to scream and yell in pain.

Several of them, who were quick to escape, jumped up, brandished their flying swords, put on fierce expressions, and shouted directly at the two men.

"Just you wait, you don't know who you've offended!"

He made a harsh statement and was about to fly away on his sword when he pulled the trigger again. The force of the impact sent him flying off the sword, and Tangyuan stuck him to the stone wall, where he remained motionless.

Mengmeng snorted and slammed the machine gun into the ground, looking displeased.

"...What era are we living in? Still using traditional sword-flying techniques? That's so outdated!"

They put away their guns and walked out of the alley side by side, leaving behind a few thugs who were stuck to the ground by the bullets and couldn't move, groaning in pain.

This is a very different Lantern Festival—

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Today is the Lantern Festival. I went out and missed updating when I got back, oh dear! Happy Lantern Festival everyone!!

The answers to the three riddles

Poem: Fallen petals are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to nourish the flowers.

Place name: Kaifeng

One word: 窥 (The character 窥 can be broken down from the bottom left to the top, revealing the character 夫穴见, which is the correct answer to the riddle!)

Did you guess right? (▽?)/

Chapter Thirty-One: Her True Colors (3K)

The moonlight, like a silver hook, was pale and soft. It streamed in through the window of the third-floor dormitory in the dark room, falling on the snow-white sheets. The girls were curled up in the sheets, like wisps of snow.

Some people slept peacefully, curled up in their blankets, like a pupa trying its best to protect itself.

Some people have an incorrect sleeping posture. Before falling asleep, their head is on the pillow, but in the middle of the night, their head is at the foot of the bed, like a windmill spinning around.

Someone stretched out their limbs, one foot reaching onto someone else's bed and pressing against their face. The girl whose face was being pressed against by the foot was caught in a nightmare, sweating profusely and clutching her chest.

"Counselor Bai, no...no...I, really, I can't do this, green teacher...I can't..."

Some people sleep sprawled out, a natural fit for survival, completely relaxed, and they even snore.

Nana was leaning against the window outside the dormitory, sighing softly.

Why isn't everyone coming out?

Why is nobody going out to play anymore?

"Wouldn't it be better to go up to the rooftop? Wouldn't it be better to run outside? —"

Hey, come out and have some fun!

Recently, the opening hours of the Campus Mystery Legend have been getting shorter and shorter.

They're practically going out of business!!

Nana remained sprawled on the window, her hair disheveled and one eye wide open in a terrifying pose, yet her movements were quite adorable. Her little feet fidgeted restlessly, and she mumbled something under her breath.

Or, how about we go inside and find someone to come out and play with?

She had the idea, but then she rejected it.

No, no, Mr. William said we can't go in. As long as we're in the dormitory, we can't disturb them.

Hawkeye Nana would never disobey Mr. William's orders.

Nana was feeling bored when a butterfly flew in through the window, fluttering its wings and drifting past her.

Nana's eyes widened and rounded instantly.

That butterfly was very special; it was as big as a little girl's hand.

A ring of glossy black, like black mercury, surrounds the interwoven green patterns inside. The crystalline green is like crushed gemstone pigment, with layers of shimmering green spiraling outwards, intersecting to create a strange totem.

The butterfly immediately captured Nana's full attention.

A butterfly gently landed in front of her.

Nana's curious eyes turned cross-eyed.

The butterfly gently flapped its wings in front of her, and its beautiful patterns shimmered even more in the moonlight.

Like the forbidden red fruit in the Garden of Eden, it possesses an indescribable allure.

Nana couldn't resist, swallowed hard, stretched out her little hand towards the butterfly, carefully lowered it from above, and finally lunged forward—but missed.

The butterfly skillfully slipped through the gap and flapped its wings to fly away to the other end of the corridor.

Nana let out a shout and jumped up, her feet barely touching the ground, and quickly gave chase.

"Stop, beautiful butterfly!!!"

Nana could float, and she caught up with the butterfly in no time. She chuckled and closed her hands.

"Gotcha... Huh?"

When I opened my hands, they were empty; when I looked up, the butterflies were still flying in front of me.

Nana scratched her head, looking a little confused.

She felt she had definitely caught him just now—

Regardless, keep chasing—

She floated behind the butterfly again, this time even closer. The butterfly was still fluttering, slowly flapping its wings. She hummed softly and closed her little hands.

"I'm sure I'll catch you this time—wait, what!?"

I opened my hand, but it was still empty. I looked up, and the butterfly was flying in front of me again.

Nana chased and tried to catch him, but failed every time.

Finally, the butterfly flew out of the window at the end of the third-floor corridor, and Nana chased after it.

As soon as she left the school building, someone in the dormitory sat up.

She got out of bed, walked to the window, and lifted the drawn gauze curtains to look outside.

Under the moonlight, you can see pink-haired ghosts chasing butterflies in circles on the playground.

She chuckled softly, and with a flick of her slender wrist, the silver bell on the red string jingled.

"This new world is truly amazing, isn't it?"

The same face, but completely different expressions.

The timidity and innocence vanished from her face without a trace. The innocent eyes of the little deer turned up at the corners, and a shrewd and cunning glint flashed in her gray-blue eyes. She played with the flaxen green hair with her fingers, gently and slowly twirling it. The girl's posture had an indescribable and strange charm.

The silver bells rang, but the girls in the dormitory showed no sign of anything amiss.

They fell into an even deeper sleep instead.

Only the class monitors of the four classes unconsciously furrowed their brows in their sleep.

The girl by the window beckoned with her slender finger in mid-air.

The green butterfly that had just flown past Nana's eyes instantly took shape at her fingertips.