The Versatile Master Artist

Chapter 258 - 154: Heroine_2

"Bitch, bitch..."

Halfway through speaking, the voice suddenly got stuck in his throat.

The girl looking down at him was very beautiful, with a great figure, much more alluring than those wild club girls.

But that’s not the point.

He instinctively felt that he had some impression of this face long ago.

Where exactly was it?

Such a hot girl, if he’d ever had any encounter with her, theoretically, he’d definitely want to take her to bed unless...

This was a girl he couldn’t afford to mess with.

He recognized the beautiful and enchanting face of the girl in front of him, and his expression changed dramatically.

Suddenly he felt he wasn’t hurting anymore, just a bit chilly, and even felt the urge to pee.

"Damn, stop, everyone stop!"

Almost in a terrified shout, he stopped the thugs who had just got up from the ground and were noisily about to surround and attack the girl supporting Gu Weijing.

"All of you, back off, Fuck! Do you know where this is? This is school, a place for classmates to study. What were you thinking, trying to bully these students? Do you all want to end up in jail?"

He scolded his underlings.

The lackeys were all dumbfounded.

Has the boss’s brain been damaged by that big black umbrella we just saw?

Of course this is a school, we’re here today at the school to block someone.

We’ve done this kind of thing more than once before, bullying several classmates into dropping out,

and we never even got expelled.

Jail time?

That’s a bit exaggerated, don’t you think?

"Looks like you’ve recognized who I am?"

Koukou asked, tilting her head, totally unsurprised by his sudden change from arrogance to sycophancy.

"You... you are Miss Koukou, the daughter of the Chief of the Major Case Investigation Department of the Yangon Police Station, right? I’ve heard you’re studying at Fitz. Miss Koukou, you look just as beautiful as your pictures."

Even Gu Weijing wanted to marvel at the human ability to change faces.

Clearly, just a moment ago he was full of cruelty, ready to unleash the fiercest curses upon Koukou.

But now, as if he’d recognized Koukou’s identity,

despite still wincing from pain,

the malice on that twisted face slowly melted away or was hidden, replaced by a flattering smile.

This guy really has a talent for performing Face/Off.

"Do you still want to get someone to mess with me, or sell me off as an escort girl? As a girl with such a great figure, I should be able to make you a lot of money, right?"

Koukou smiled like a little demon.

"I’m joking, I was joking... Miss Koukou, please don’t take it to heart, I beg you not to take offense." His smile grew even more contorted, and his voice shook.

It’s not that he’s too cowardly, it’s just that this lady is really beyond his league.

As a student gang leader closer to a real gangster than typical bullies, he knows clearly whom to mess with and whom not to touch.

He can mercilessly break the fingers of poor students like Gu Weijing, but when facing the daughter of a high-ranking cop like Koukou,

even if beaten to a fracture, he can only greet with a smile.

There’s a way for snakes, a way for rats, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.

Police catch thugs, and they are especially precise.

Spicy water up the nostrils, punching through newspaper, unable to stand or squat in a small jail cell for two days...

Myanmar is a chaotic place, with no rules. While it means gangs thrive, when officers decide to go rogue, they can be even darker than any gang.

On his first day in this area, his cousin, fearing he’d be too rash and cause trouble, once showed him pictures of nearby big shots one by one.

And people like Koukou are absolutely untouchable.

Regardless if her dad is a good cop or a bad cop,

a police chief-level deity crushing a street thug is like stepping on an ant.

Should he be caught threatening to sell the daughter of a police chief into escort work, his cousin might break his legs himself and send him to the station.

He’s already an adult,

falling into their hands, even the Juvenile Special Protection Law can’t save him.

"Why were you bullying him?"

Koukou patted Gu Weijing’s shoulder and asked coldly.

"We weren’t on purpose. Knowing that Young Master Gu was Miss Koukou’s boyfriend, I’d never dare even if you killed me."

He glanced at Miao Angwen to the side.

Brother, it’s not that I wouldn’t help you out, but you weren’t righteous.

If I knew ahead of time that the police chief’s daughter would come over to support him, even if you lent me your guts, I wouldn’t dare to play with death like this.

"You, come over."

Koukou stopped paying attention to him and beckoned with her finger at Miao Angwen, hesitating whether to leave, with his face fluctuating.

"It’s none of your business, Koukou, why do you have to stick up for this guy?"

Miao Angwen gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, burning with jealousy.

Koukou has always been the dream girl in his heart.

Unlike Miss Sandu Nu, who is like Edelweiss on a snowy mountain, Koukou is more like a stunning Rose beside you.

Fiery passion, right within reach, fragrance everywhere.

Seems like if you can brave the thorns, you can pick her up anytime and have her.

Most of his flamboyant behavior in the grade group was to catch the attention of the girl he liked.

He originally thought that having money changes everything.

However, reality shattered Miao Angwen’s fantasy like a cold hammer.

"Did you plan this?"

"So what if I did," Miao Angwen said hatefully.

Koukou didn’t say a word, raised her hand, ready to slap him again.

Miao Angwen immediately jumped back like a terrified rabbit, "Don’t hit, I just wanted to invite him to my party, nothing else intended. Ask him yourself!"

Koukou turned her questioning gaze to the guy on the ground.

He glanced up at Koukou, then at Miao Angwen, who was staring coldly at him.

He couldn’t afford to offend either side.

As the leader among delinquent teens nearby, it wasn’t solely due to his cousin being a "criminal elite."

He was ruthless himself, genuinely exhibiting some heroic flexibility.

"Brother Miao just wanted to invite Gu Weijing to a party; I’m the one who thought he had an arrogant attitude, got carried away, and decided to teach him a lesson." He gritted his teeth and took the blame himself, "I apologized to this Young Master!"

"Sorry, slap!"

"Slap!"

"Slap! Sorry."

While apologizing, he slapped himself hard—one, two, three times—in front of his underlings, his face quickly turning blue and purple, nosebleed dripping.

Koukou didn’t expect him to be this ruthless.

Seeing this scene,

though still angry, she had no intention of further dealing with this frightened thug.

"See, I said this has nothing to do with me. It’s all this guy who wouldn’t mind his own business."

Miao Angwen felt a bit relieved seeing him taking all the blame.

He wasn’t grateful to him; instead, he resented him for not doing a good job.

Not only making him look bad in front of the goddess, but also only landed a blow to Gu Weijing’s belly, causing no real harm.

"I just wanted to invite Gu to the party, who knew he couldn’t even afford a little money." Miao Angwen muttered under his breath, "Loser."

"He already said he’s not going."

Koukou’s tone was icy.

"It’s your business if you want to show off your money, not everyone is as vain as Miao Angwen—earning just a few bucks and acting like a big shot. Who knows how you got your money!"

Miao Angwen’s chest took another stab.

The girl turned and dragged Gu Weijing’s sleeve, "Gu Weijing, let’s go. I can help check if the muscles in your belly are injured."

Gu Weijing’s steps suddenly paused.

He originally didn’t care how Miao Angwen made his money, everyone has their own fate.

But at this moment, he suddenly recalled something Koukou once said to him regarding her father’s words.

"In a place like Myanmar, if an ordinary person suddenly strikes it rich, there’s a high probability they aren’t following a lawful path."