Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 98 - 98 98 Regulating the Worthless Relatives_1
Chapter 98: Chapter 98 Regulating the Worthless Relatives_1 Chapter 98: Chapter 98 Regulating the Worthless Relatives_1 Before these guys could lay a hand on her, Xia Zheng had already pulled Lin Yuan behind him to protect her.
Although that girl was sharp-tongued and threw her punches hard, it just wasn’t Xia Zheng’s style to stand by and watch a lady get threatened.
Oh no, that’s not right – this girl was at most a little pretty, she was still nowhere near a beauty!
No, she was two whole calibers away from that!
“Damn girl, you really are a Little Disaster Star!
I’ve been to Zhuma Town five or six times, and this is the first time I’ve run into ruffians in the streets!
My luck is really rotten today, first I bump into you and then them; I must have bad karma from eight lifetimes ago!” Even though he complained about Lin Yuan’s bad luck, Xia Zheng didn’t let his guard down.
Don’t be fooled by these thugs being just street scum—they often did bad deeds and with weapons like wooden sticks, they became even less scrupulous when they started hitting.
Although Xia Zheng was born into a Martial General Family, he never liked this kind of situation.
He could handle three or five people, but now seven or eight of them, armed with clubs and rushing at him, he found it a bit difficult to manage bare-handed, especially as he had to keep an eye on the annoying girl who kept trying to pop her head out from behind him.
Lin Yuan’s arm was tightly grabbed by this guy, and her several attempts to pull out the fruit knife hidden in her sleeve failed.
His taunting now made her even angrier: “You annoying jerk, who asked for your help?
I can handle it myself!
Let go!”
“Brat, don’t be ungrateful!
If you’re not up to it, don’t pretend to be tough.
Even one hand is already hard enough for me; don’t drag me down!” Xia Zheng knocked down another man, snatched a long stick from his hand, and with the stick, he found it much easier to handle them.
However, just as he parried a blow from one of the thugs, he felt a sharp stab from the damn girl behind him!
“Ah!
Damn girl, let go!
Ah, you dare bite me!
Let go, let go!”
Seeing that Xia Zheng had no intention of releasing her, Lin Yuan bit down on his wrist.
Already having a bad impression of this young master and after listening to his nonsense, Lin Yuan bit down even harder, almost tasting a metallic sweetness in her mouth.
Realizing that the girl was adamant about not letting him protect her, Xia Zheng had no choice but to let go.
He had already dealt with most of those scoundrels, so even without his protection, she most likely wouldn’t come to harm.
After breaking free from Xia Zheng’s grip, Lin Yuan spat disdainfully and fiercely wiped her lips with the back of her hand, “Ptui!
Not only do you reek of copper coins, but your blood tastes bitter and sour too!
Ptui!”
The young master, busy beating up people, nearly lost his footing and was almost hit by a stick.
With such a venomous tongue, it made one wonder what she was born under!
Lin Yuan grabbed a stick from a thug she had knocked down and swiftly knocked another assailant to the ground.
After delivering several kicks, she didn’t forget to step on the goon a few more times, “Bastard, you should thank your lucky stars I’m not so cruel—otherwise I would’ve had you castrated with a knife already!”
The thug looked at her with terror in his eyes, his gaze filled with horror and amazement.
This girl didn’t even blink an eye when beating someone up; was she really a woman?
After dealing with this villain, Lin Yuan thought of someone.
Her big eyes scanned like a radar over the students who were busy wrecking havoc on the mooncakes, and sure enough, one of them was rummaging through the cloth bag she had brought.
Unfortunately, aside from some grass paper and fine hemp rope, the bag contained nothing but junk—devoid of even a single silver.
Lin Yongle searched for a while but didn’t even find a copper coin.
Frustrated and angry, he threw down the bag he was holding and was just about to stand up when he suddenly felt a surge of malign energy overhead.
Looking up, he saw a pretty girl bending over and staring at him.
Instinctively, he reached out to adjust his hat brim.
Lin Yongle was just about to speak when he saw Lin Yuan’s lips curl up, mouthing something to him.
He didn’t catch what she said, but he saw the wooden stick in her hand swiftly strike his back, followed quickly by his waist, legs, and arms.
The stick landed painfully on each spot; he curled into a ball, rolling on the ground, howling and calling for his companions to save him.
The other students, hearing the commotion, indeed picked up whatever they could find on the ground and headed towards Lin Yuan.
Xia Zheng was startled and was about to abandon his pursuit of Wang Tianba when he saw Lin Yuan hook her hand, swing her stick, and land blows on those people’s waists and shins on both the left and right sides.
This girl indeed had some insight.
Although she didn’t know martial arts, she knew exactly where to strike the human body to maximize control over her enemies.
Xia Zheng relaxed, focusing on dealing with Wang Tianba’s people.
These fellows Lin Yuan struck were all students from modestly wealthy homes who didn’t study seriously, wanting to be bad but lacking the courage to hurt or harm others.
Never doing physical work from childhood, they were as weak as a chicken.
How could they compare to Lin Yuan, who was used to tough physical labor and knew women’s self-defense skills?
Her beating had them all clutching their legs and feet, writhing together in pain.
Lin Yongle, already the worst hit, hadn’t found a chance to stand up.
Now, trampled and pressed by these fellows, his complaints reached the sky.
After sorting them out, Lin Yuan took advantage of their disarray and quickly identified Lin Yongle’s leg—this was the man responsible for her father lying on the kang, unable to get down for half a year; this was the man who had plunged her family into poverty and suffering, causing her parents and sister distress!
Now, this person was inciting a gang of thugs and riffraff for a few tens of silver to rob and harm her, and even wanted to ruin and sell her to a brothel!
This was the so-called family member, the grandson deemed most promising in the eyes of her paternal grandparents who valued boys over girls, who could abandon their own children and grandchildren for the sake of this promising grandson!
The more Lin Yuan thought, the angrier she became.
Her resentment toward Lin Yongle grew fiercer.
This resentment and desire for revenge had etched deeply into her bones.
Return evil for evil, good for good—she was someone who clearly differentiated between gratitude and grudges.
Since he would not repent and disregarded family ties, why should she be soft-hearted or soft-handed?
A glint flickered in her eyes, and Lin Yuan lifted the wooden stick, brutally striking down on Lin Yongle’s leg…
Under his cap, Lin Yongle felt an intense pain penetrate his leg, followed by his companions’ reckless stomping, which pained him to his core.
His vision darkened, and he lost consciousness.
With one strike, Lin Yuan glanced coldly at the fainting Lin Yongle, then turned around and left.