Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Yes, that's amazing."

Want to talk, huh? I won't let you. You're in a hurry, aren't you? I'll make you suffocate.

"This is the value you recognize. I'm just restating it. What's wrong with that?" Bai Weiran's voice was calm, so calm that it carried a hint of sarcasm.

"I have more social value than you, what I say makes more sense than you, and I am smarter than you."

"I know more than you, and what I say is more useful than what you say."

Today he is the prophet, delivering genuine gold water to Anqin.

"And..." he chuckled softly.

"...Why should I believe what someone with problems says?"

Just as everyone was wondering about this, they saw Bai Weiran make a backhand move.

A conversation suddenly started playing in the lobby; it was the girl's heartbroken cries.

"How could you do that that night? I was drunk..."

"You're drunk, and I'm drunk, so it's all right."

"But they said you weren't drunk that day! If you weren't drunk, why...why..."

"I wasn't drunk, so how can you blame me? You're the one who was drunk!"

"You're not human!!"

The slap was crisp and loud.

"Who are you cursing?"

"I'm cursing you, Cao Shuang! You're shameless, you're despicable, you actually..."

"Don't pretend to be a victim at a time like this. Who are you trying to fool?"

"If you keep swearing, don't think I'll tolerate it."

"Damn it, who knows how many times you've gotten drunk, you're just dumping all sorts of filth on me!"

What followed was a string of a girl crying and muttering curses.

"...Swear again? You dare swear again??"

It turned out that the content from that night in the back alley of the nightclub was being replayed.

This move left Cao Shuang speechless, his swollen face turning pale instantly.

At first, everyone was confused. They couldn't recognize the girl's voice, but they could tell that the man speaking was Cao Shuang.

The conversation contained enough information for everyone to understand the whole story.

They all stared at Cao Shuang with shocked and contemptuous eyes.

A bald, burly man with a daughter hurriedly held her in his arms, staring at Cao Shuang with a fierce look that seemed ready to punch him at any moment.

The boy with his girlfriend hurriedly hugged her and comforted her softly.

The boy holding his younger sister's hand quickly pushed her behind him, spreading his arms wide like an eagle protecting its chick.

Bai Weiran gestured, and the conversation abruptly stopped.

Let's just let you die in the light.

People like Cao Shuang can only live in the shadows.

Behind closed doors, he could smugly boast to his group of like-minded "good brothers" about how cleverly he manipulated people's hearts.

Those people would also echo him, praise him, and dance to his tune.

But if you pull him out of that protective layer, the outside world won't accept it that way.

Just look at the reactions of everyone at the scene and you'll understand!

There's one very simple thing to do if you want to clear someone's name.

There's no need for An Qin to prove her innocence; Cao Shuang, you can smear her yourself enough.

What you say has no credibility whatsoever.

The scene fell silent, save for the tornado of banknotes swirling in the air, the soft rustling of the paper as it collided and rubbed against each other.

"A person who takes advantage of someone's drunkenness and vulnerability, but ultimately shifts the blame onto the other person."

"I don't know what kind of person this is?"

He chuckled.

"Why don't you, Mr. Cao Shuang, give me an answer?"

Cao Shuang's mouth has regained its freedom of speech.

But he also lost his voice.

He stared blankly at the young man before him, unable to comprehend it at all—

Why would someone know and broadcast a conversation that took place in the back alley of a nightclub that day, when there was no one else around?

He looked around at the accusing and suspicious gazes.

The force he used to smear An Qin is now being returned to him with the same force he used to smear her.

Double it again, super double it!

Because Anqin's words were empty talk, while you got what you asked for.

In front of so many people, under condemning, wary, and rebuking gazes.

He could no longer utter that sentence with conviction—

Yes, I feel so good! I'm a master manipulator, I'm unparalleled in my intelligence!!

With a creak, the heavy doors of the gallery suddenly opened.

Sunlight streamed in from the narrow, red-carpeted corridor.

For Cao Shuang, it was nothing short of a ray of salvation.

He paused for a few seconds, then rushed out the door without looking back.

It looks just like a dog that has been beaten and thrown into the water, running away with its tail between its legs.

Bai Weiran and the others watched him go from behind.

Everyone thought it was all over.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief the moment Cao Shuang rushed out the door.

It was amazing; everything that happened on site was breathtaking.

This ticket is absolutely worth it.

I ate a mouthful of sweet, hot melon.

The artwork is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the storyline is even more captivating!

But to everyone's surprise, after Cao Shuang crossed the gate, the gallery door closed again, instantly blocking the sunlight that was streaming in, and the lobby became dark once more.

Everyone was startled, and all eyes turned to Bai Weiran.

The sunlight in the courtyard has shifted again.

The projection of the glass window of the courtyard shines precisely on the location of the youth station.

It flowed slowly, and the pattern on the glass window spread out completely on the ground, forming an inverted rainbow cross.

Bai Weiran stood in the cross.

He smiled slightly.

"I need your help with a small matter."

"I believe everyone now understands who is right and who is wrong in today's events."

With a flick of his finger, the swirling tornado of banknotes instantly disintegrated into several banknote vortexes, which rose into the air and swirled above the heads of the people in the lobby.

The air was filled with spinning white banknotes.

This left everyone speechless, swallowing hard, but none of them dared to reach out.

"Consider these as a gift for the opening day. Please enjoy them to the fullest."

"There's one thing I hope everyone will remember."

Bai Weiran smiled and made a backhand gesture, and the stack of banknotes that Qin Ning had used to hit people floated onto his left palm and spun continuously in mid-air.

The next second, the stack of banknotes instantly turned to stone and shattered in mid-air.

Everyone: ………………！ ！ ！ ？

Oh no, why do we feel like we've gone from being bystanders to victims?

Aren't we just a bunch of innocent bystanders?

Why did such a blatant threat suddenly appear?

I feel like my life is in danger.

The crowd looked at each other, bewildered.

The young man in the silver-gray suit continued speaking with a professional smile.

"I can give, and I can take; I hope we can have a good cooperation."

If you beat the dog, you have to beat the audience too.

What needs to be seen has been seen, what needs to be given has been given, but the beating still needs to be done.

First courtesy, then force.

Bai Weiran took the lead, stepping onto the stairs leading to the second floor without looking back.

Two girls followed behind him.

Qin Ning stopped halfway down the stairs and turned to look at the people in the hall.

An Qin also turned around and looked in the same direction as her.