Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

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An Qin only knows how to comfort people and doesn't know how to make decisions. Seeing Bai Shimo not moving, she thought that Bai Shimo had no other choice.

“…Or, I can call Mr. Bai…” An Qin said softly.

"Mr. Bai must have a way to handle this."

But just as An Qin was about to pick up the phone on the table, Bai Shimo stopped her with one hand.

"No."

"…………Why?"

Bai Shimo rolled her large, clear eyes.

It wasn't that she was afraid her brother would find out about Sim; he was bound to find out sooner or later anyway.

But finding out this way isn't good for you.

He would be very unhappy about the fact that he had instigated Mingguang, which led to Mingguang being kidnapped.

This is a matter that touches on his bottom line, and it can't be brushed off with nonsense like "Is Mingguang more important or is my sister more important?"—that would only make him more unhappy.

But Bai Shimo would never reveal this reason.

She stuck out her tongue and gave Anqin a playful smile.

“Anqin, you know my brother is very busy.”

"An excellent wife is one who can solve things before he does."

"If you need to bother him for everything, you're not helping him solve problems, you're creating more problems for him—"

As Bai Shimo spoke, she put on a stern face again towards Nana.

"Nana, you too, you bear the greatest responsibility for this."

"It's all because of you. Mingguang was captured while protecting you, and you even abandoned your comrades and ran away. You watch movies and anime every day, didn't you learn that you must never betray your comrades?!"

One sentence brought tears to Nana's eyes again.

"Yes, I'm sorry... I actually abandoned Sister Mingguang and ran away..."

Bai Shimo silenced An Qin, and Nana's face turned pale. She transformed from a terrifying little girl back into a little girl and hugged An Qin tightly. They looked weak and helpless, like an orphan and widow who had been lured by a scammer. They asked Bai Shimo in unison what to do.

An Qin: This is Mr. Bai's sister, so her idea is definitely not wrong.

Nana: This is Mr. William's sister; she's definitely reliable.

Bai Shimo stroked her chin with one hand, first scaring the person, then shaking her head and sighing.

"But it's good that you have me. I'm a kind person and I can't bear to see you sad."

Bai Shimo stepped forward, put her arms around both An Qin and Nana, and hugged them tightly.

"I'll handle this."

"Then we kept it a secret from each other—"

Anqin and Nana both felt very reassured.

They had already formed an image of Bai Weiran as omnipotent in their minds. With the Bai family's halo surrounding him, they had no doubt when Bai Shimo said these words.

Mingguang, Nana, and Anqin are the three members of the family with the lowest IQs.

"...Then what are you going to do?" The pink-haired loli ghost peered out after being moved.

Bai Shimo rolled her eyes and smiled, putting her finger to her lips.

"—This is confidential."

Five minutes later, on the top floor of the building, Bai Shimo was holding her phone.

"Requesting fifteen minutes, ignoring the rules of the world."

A clear electronic female voice responded from the other end of the microphone.

[Your resident ID indicates you were born in world 43869, belonging to the Magic Zone—]

[In the world we are currently in, the governing rules stipulate that all applications that disregard these rules are permanently prohibited, regardless of one's status.]

This will activate the lowest level of state liberation for you, temporarily removing the restrictions of rules 199, 268, and 372.

Bai Shimo clicked her tongue.

"...Alright then."

Holding her phone, she climbed over the railing, pulled off her hair tie, and her long, grayish-purple hair flew wildly in the strong wind as she fell.

At Mu Nanfeng's home.

Sim crossed his arms and looked at Mingguang, who was sitting obediently cross-legged with a blank expression.

"........."

Sim appeared calm, but he was actually a little flustered.

They failed to catch the person they were looking for, and they didn't find anything they were looking for. Instead, they brought back a completely unrelated person.

If it were anyone else, Sim would have just let it go; once the potion wore off, they would have no memory of it.

What's with that pink-haired ghost? Can it even materialize?

She yelled and cursed at herself, then went to call for help.

When Sim saw Nana fly away, he panicked and dared not release Mingguang. Not knowing what other tricks the pink-haired ghost had up its sleeve, he simply kept Mingguang in his hands as a hostage.

This is so strange. What kind of person does my benefactor actually like?

Not only is he resistant to her potions, but he is also being tracked by someone else who is tracking him back. Among the people tracking him back is a ghost that can materialize.

Before she arrived, she had never heard of such technology in the world.

The elders in her clan only told her that people in this world are particularly obsessed with the noble feeling of saving others.

He constantly fantasizes that other people's worlds are in trouble and need their salvation, which is why he has written many fantasy works.

To write the history of suffering in other people's world as one's own heroic history.

Sim walked back and forth with his arms crossed, while Mingguang sat motionless in his chair with a blank stare, perfectly straight at every angle.

Sim wandered around for a few minutes before stopping.

"Since it has happened, there's nothing we can do but find the answer."

Since Mu Nanfeng was her benefactor, she was determined to repay his kindness.

Bai Weiran is a strange person in every way; she needs to figure out his background first.

"What's your name?"

"Mingguang".

"How old is this year?"

"........."

Sim asked, and Mingguang answered, as docile as a puppet.

Sim asked a few basic questions before quickly getting to what he really wanted to ask.

"Tell me, who is this Bai Weiran?"

But Sim was surprised to find that Mingguang's reaction was unusual when he asked the question.

She cupped her cheeks in her hands, her face flushed, and her previously upright posture suddenly became swaying, twisting like a little maggot.

"Ask me who Xiao Ran is—"

"Oh, I'm so shy, how should Hikaru answer this—"

"He is fire, he is wind, he is lightning, he is light, he is Xiaoguang's only myth—"

Sim thought the potion's effects had worn off, so he waved his hand and sprinkled out the remaining few drops of the hypnotic potion.

But she soon realized she was wasting her energy. Mingguang remained expressionless and uncontrollable, only blushing and repeatedly expressing shyness, as well as saying things she couldn't understand, such as—"At the beginning of life, people are inherently good."

"Bai Weiran is a formidable fellow." A bead of cold sweat involuntarily trickled down Sim's forehead.

"They actually gave her a deeper hint beforehand, so that she wouldn't reveal any information about him even while under the influence of the potion."

"However, he's unlucky to have run into me today—"

Sim sneered, a fighting spirit igniting within him.

"I've lived for over two hundred years, and I've seen people who have been deeply influenced by suggestion. You underestimate me."

Sim took out another small test tube containing a bright red liquid, like wine. She uncorked it, and the liquid instantly vaporized, turning into a deep red smoke.

“Xiang Jiuling…can warm the bed…” Mingguang suddenly stopped muttering to himself, staring intently at the gradually dissipating deep red smoke, and swallowed hard.

"Xiao, Xiao Ran..."

Sim smiled slightly at Mingguang, and Mingguang immediately couldn't help but chuckle.

"Xiao Ran, what's wrong with you today? Why are you smiling at me..."

"But your smile is so beautiful, I love to see it..."

Sim couldn't help but smile even more smugly.

As long as she creates an illusion resembling the person who gave her the hint, any secret can be easily revealed.

It seems this girl is infatuated with the person who gave her the hint.

Sim softened his tone and beckoned to Mingguang.

"Yes, it's me, come here—"

…………

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Bai Shimo floated outside the balcony window, arms crossed, raising eyebrows similar to Bai Weiran's.