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I was waiting for the elevator, and also for my boyfriend to come and explain.
It's just a few steps from the elevator; if he wanted to explain, he would have chased after us immediately.
She would listen as long as he explained.
Gu Ran was about to chase after her to explain when the woman in the black dress blocked his way, coldly saying, "Am I an old lady?"
"Good dog, don't block the way!" Gu Ran made a move to push her aside, but the woman in the black dress wouldn't budge, as if the word "auntie" had offended her.
"You dare call me a dog?"
The two were near the door frame, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged several blows.
The woman in the black dress used Xingyi Bagua techniques, which were varied and powerful. Xingyi Quan was domineering, while Bagua Zhang was dark and ruthless, specifically targeting Gu Ran's lower body and vital areas.
This woman doesn't hold back at all!
Gu Ran knew he couldn't win her over if he wasn't serious, so he rolled his eyes in an instant and used the Gentle Fist Acupressure Technique.
The woman in the black dress felt that Gu Ran's aura suddenly changed, and his eyes seemed to see through everything.
She became even more serious, but after only a few moves, several acupoints on her hand were pressed, and her arm immediately felt numb.
Gu Ran was about to leave, and she tried to block her way, so Gu Ran stopped holding back and used the Wing Chun technique of striking her throat with a sharp, inch-force strike.
He was really going all out; he held back in this move but didn't hold back at all!
The woman in the black dress parried with one hand, slightly avoiding the attack.
But then, taking advantage of the fact that one of her hands was numb and she didn't have time to block, Gu Ran struck her directly in the lower abdomen.
The pressure point technique of the Soft Fist immediately rendered her unable to resist, and a soft, feminine aura emanated from her stomach, causing a dull, aching pain in her lower abdomen.
She clutched her stomach, tears streaming down her face from the pain.
That brat, it's been so many years since anyone made her cry, and he actually...
Taking advantage of the gap, Gu Ran rushed to the elevator entrance, but the elevator doors had already closed and they had gone down two floors.
Having no other choice, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Liu Miaomiao.
He thought to himself that calling Su Xiaoqiang in this situation would be useless; he had already missed the best opportunity to explain, and even if he rushed to her now to explain, it would be of no use.
We can only wait until she calms down before discussing it further.
The elevator reached the basement parking garage, where Liu Miaomiao saw Gu Ran's text message: You drive, don't let her drive, drive slowly, and be careful.
Liu Miaomiao replied: "Why didn't you chase after her just now? Xiaoqiang deliberately lingered at the elevator entrance for a few seconds."
"I was stopped."
"You're a grown man, how could you let a little woman stop you?"
"It's hard to explain, but this woman is my relative."
Liu Miaomiao was about to reply to the text message, but when she saw Su Xiaoqiang get into the driver's seat, she thought it was really not appropriate to let her drive at this time, so she said, "I'll drive. I haven't had my driver's license for long and I want to practice more."
Su Xiaoqiang didn't say anything and sat in the passenger seat.
Liu Miaomiao got into the driver's seat, intending to text Gu Ran to ask what kind of relative he was, but Su Xiaoqiang confiscated her phone and threw it into the back seat of the car.
"Gu Ran said..."
"I'm not listening, don't say anything!" Su Xiaoqiang covered her ears and closed her eyes, looking like she wouldn't listen to anyone.
To be honest, she initially just wanted to be a little arrogant and throw a tantrum.
As long as he chases after you, says a few nice words, and coaxes you a little, it'll be fine.
Girls, sometimes they can be a little proud and aloof.
But Gu Ran didn't chase after him.
The moment she stepped into the elevator, her heart skipped a beat.
She wasn't panicking because her boyfriend might cheat on her; she believed Gu Ran wouldn't do anything to betray her.
Just as she told Gu Ran the day before yesterday, she believed everything he said.
What she was worried about was Gu Ran's thoughts at that moment.
Did I overreact just now?
I told him yesterday that I would trust him, but now I'm angry and have run away. Will he think I'm a suspicious woman?
But at the time, I really just wanted to be a little proud. When a woman hears that her man is flirting with another woman and that the other woman has come knocking on her door, I have to show some attitude, right?
But why didn't he chase after them?
Is he angry?
What did he say to Liu Miaomiao? Was he complaining about me? Did he think I was petty?
Girls in love are always delicate and sensitive. Although Su Xiaoqiang had many complicated thoughts, she remained expressionless on her face, still with a cold face, like an ice queen.
So Liu Miaomiao, who was driving, thought she was being sensible and kept quiet, continuing to drive silently.
In fact, Su Xiaoqiang really wanted Liu Miaomiao to tell her what her boyfriend's text message contained.
……
On the nineteenth floor, Gu Ran saw that the elevator doors had closed, so she didn't chase after them, deciding to explain properly tonight.
He turned to go back into the house, but the security door was closed from the inside.
Su Xiaoqiang's house has security bars installed, so the only way to get in is through the entrance hall.
Gu Ran rolled her eyes in annoyance, then sensed something and used the Flying Thunder God Technique to enter the bedroom.
The woman in the black dress stood guard in the entrance, thinking that the young man definitely didn't have his keys. There were security bars around the door, so he would either have to break the security bars or... he would have to beg her to open the door.
That brat actually hit me so hard...
The woman in the black dress clutched her lower abdomen, where the chakra had not yet dissipated, and she still felt a dull, persistent pain.
Her stomach aches whenever she gets even slightly agitated.
"I won't open the door unless you beg me for an hour," the woman in the black dress thought to herself.
However, she waited for a while but didn't hear any movement outside the door.
She thought to herself that he must be trying to trick her into opening the door. He was too strong in close combat and too fast. As soon as she opened the door, he would slip in.
So she didn't move, she just waited.
"You're not waiting for me to beg you, are you?" A voice suddenly came from behind the woman in the black dress.
She was taken aback, and instinctively, despite the throbbing pain in her lower abdomen, she turned and struck.
But the people behind her were prepared and pressed several acupoints on her body. A second later, she was completely unable to move.
Gu Ran put his arm around her slender waist and lifted her up with one hand, just like a butcher carrying pork at a farmers' market.
"You...what do you want to..."
"What do I want to do? Ha..." Gu Ran let out a cold laugh, "You haven't considered what would happen if you fell into my hands, have you?"
"You...you dare! I...I am your..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was carried to the living room. Gu Ran showed no mercy and threw her onto the yoga mat.
"Ouch!"
The yoga mat was thin and provided some cushioning, but the cushioning was limited. The woman in the black dress was thrown onto it with a thud, and her whole body was shaken and numb.
In addition, since the acupoints were already sealed and blood circulation was impaired, the parts of the body that hit the ground hurt even more.
She looked at Gu Ran with some panic, wondering what he was up to.
Gu Ran looked around the room and finally picked up a clothesline pole.
This clothes drying rack was custom-made at a hardware store. The rod is made of stainless steel. Gu Ran held it upside down and said to the woman in the black dress, "Lie down."
"Huh?" The woman in the black dress paused for a moment, then didn't move.
Gu Ran flipped her over so her buttocks were facing up, then pressed down on her back to prevent her from turning over, and lashed the stainless steel rod in his hand down on her upturned buttocks.
"Ouch!" the woman in the black dress cried out in pain. "Damn it, Gu Ran, how dare you hit me!"
"I'll hit you whenever I want, why do you need to pick a day?" Gu Ran hit her again with the stick. She had to admit, this little bottom was quite bouncy.
"Ah! Do you know who I am?"
"Nonsense, of course I don't know. Didn't you not introduce yourself?" Gu Ran struck again.
"Huh? I didn't know you dared to hit me? Huh!"
"I dare to kill even the Dragon King, why would I be afraid of a half-blood like you!"
"Ah! Gu Ran, you son of a bitch! Ah!"
"As long as you can find my mother, and my mother doesn't object, I don't care."
"Ah! You son of a bitch... Ah!"
"Can you please keep your mouth shut? If you don't, I'll slap you!" Gu Ran slapped her again with the stick.
"Ah! If you've got the guts, let me go, and let's find a place to really go at it! Ah!"
"Bullshit! You're so cheeky, trying to drive a wedge between me and my girlfriend!" Gu Ran slapped him a few more times.
The girl in the black dress, having reached her limit, yelled, "Damn it, don't think I can't do anything to you! Try hitting me again! I'll just set this house on fire!"
As she spoke, she began to chant ancient dragon script.
Gu Ran immediately turned her over, then stared into her eyes and used his Sharingan with three tomoe to reward her with a genjutsu.
Magical Shackle Technique, one of the exclusive genjutsu of the Sharingan.
The woman in the black dress was interrupted from chanting the dragon incantation. She felt herself being pulled into a strange space, and then six huge wedges were driven into her body, causing her excruciating pain and rendering her unable to move.
"You brat, how dare you... kill me?" She seemed surprised that Gu Ran had actually pinned her to the spot.
Is she... going to die?
No, there is no bleeding.
This is an illusion!
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