Everyone in the Group is a Main Character, Except Me Who's the Villain

180: Chapter 18 The Three of Us, Let’s Make Our Lives BetterOh, you’re not letting yourself off the hook even when traveling? Planning to find a few companions?

Qin Xiao is a reborn individual, acting much more cautiously than typical Villains, but his submission to Mu Qingxue proves that he also fears Grandmasters.

Now that he and I don’t have a deep-seated grudge, and he knows I’m acquainted with a Grandmaster, he definitely wouldn’t inexplicably come to deal with me.

Fang Ming wasn’t an idiot; he instantly guessed that Zhao Ruilong was trying to stir up trouble.

“Just answer him truthfully...”

Qin Xiao probably also wanted to see how much I had grown since leaving the Qin Corporation.

Fang Ming didn’t care; if he wanted to see, he’d let him see.

“What does Grandmaster strength mean?”

“If you don’t know, just say you don’t know. I’ll explain it to you later.”

“Alright then!” Chen Qian nodded, her fingers rapidly typing on the screen: “Replied.”

“Go back and pack your things. I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning.”

Chen Qian nodded, but as she got out of the car, she suddenly thought of something: “Wait, one more question. How long have you been with Ye Nuannuan?”

“What? Are you jealous?”

“What am I jealous of?” Chen Qian pouted, then said somewhat seriously, “I just feel like I understand you less and less.”

“No need to overthink it.” Fang Ming smiled easily: “The three of us, if we live our lives well, that’s better than anything.”

“Who wants to live with you?”

Chen Qian rolled her eyes, pushed the door open, and got out: “I’m leaving. Talk to you on the phone.”

With that, she clicked her high heels, swaying her snake-like waist, and walked towards the gate of the villa area.

“Phew, this is the life of the rich.” Fang Ming sat in the driver’s seat and stretched comfortably.

Once upon a time, he was just a small fry, but now... tsk tsk, awesome!!

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At 9:30 the next morning, the sun bleached the entire city white.

Fang Ming stuffed a pile of snacks and two suitcases into the cayenne’s trunk, clapped his hands, and turned to look at Ye Nuannuan, who was standing at the door.

“Did you bring everything?”

“Mhm.” Ye Nuannuan nodded, holding a bag of snacks in her hand: “Sunscreen, sunglasses, a hat, and the oxygen tank you told me to buy, I brought them all.”

“Let’s go.”

The car started, the air conditioning blew cool air, isolating them from the outside heat.

Forty minutes later, the cayenne stopped at the entrance of the Qin Family villa area.

Chen Qian was already waiting by the roadside, carrying a bag and with a silver-grey suitcase standing beside her.

Her outfit today was completely different from yesterday: a white short-sleeved shirt, denim shorts, revealing a pair of straight long legs, canvas shoes on her feet, and no makeup on her face except for lipstick, making her look like a recently graduated university student.

“Oh, going for the pure and innocent look today?” Fang Ming rolled down the window and teased.

Chen Qian rolled her eyes, shoved her suitcase into the trunk, pulled open the rear door, and got in: “Aren’t we going to the plateau? Of course, I need to wear something comfortable.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Ye Nuannuan in the passenger seat and nodded: “Morning.”

Ye Nuannuan also softly replied “Morning,” and the atmosphere felt a little strange.

Fang Ming chose to ignore it. The car got back on the road and arrived at the highway entrance twenty minutes later.

A silver-grey Buick GL8 was parked by the roadside. Chen Liang stood beside the car with two drivers, looking down at his phone. Seeing Fang Ming’s cayenne approach, he quickly waved.

“Brother Fang, over here.”

Fang Ming rolled down the window and glanced at the GL8 behind him: “Everything ready?”

“Ready, ready.” Chen Liang nodded quickly: “The tank is full, the route is set, and these two drivers are ex-soldiers I found according to your request.”

“Hello, Boss!”

“Hello, Boss!” The two drivers greeted him warmly.

Fang Ming nodded: “Hello, everyone. You’ll be working hard. One driver per car; we’ll switch if you can’t handle it.”

“No problem.”

The rear window rolled down, and a girl’s head popped out.

She had an oval face, shoulder-length short hair, slightly dark skin, but her features were regular, and her eyes curved into a smile, exuding a simple, friendly feeling.

“Hello, Brother Fang!” Her voice was crisp: “I’m Tian Tian, Chen Liang’s girlfriend.”

“Hello!” Fang Ming responded with a smile: “Let’s head off directly.”

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two drivers each got into the driver’s seat of their respective cars, and one after another, they drove onto the highway, heading west, disappearing into the morning sun.

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Leaving Chengdu allowed him to distance himself from the struggle between the Protagonist and the Villain, while also clearing his mind and making him happy.

Therefore, Fang Ming chose to travel.

However, the struggle between the Protagonist and the Villain would not cease because of his departure.

On the evening of the same day that Fang Ming took everyone on a road trip along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, outside a KTV in the southern part of Chengdu, neon signs flickered with ambiguous light.

Zhou Yuan, clad in a yellow uniform, pulled two insulated boxes from a porsche. This was his last order of the night, to be delivered to Room 666 on the third floor of the KTV.

Since he had enough money, his only goal for delivering food was to get good reviews, because the items he could draw by accumulating a certain number of good reviews were far more valuable than the small amount of money he earned from deliveries.

Delivering takeout in a luxury car could increase attention and good review rates.

However, from the moment he agreed to be Jin Lingwei’s shield, his life was destined to be full of hardships. As he carried the insulated boxes down the corridor outside the elevator, two men appeared at opposite ends of the corridor.

The leader was none other than Old Sun, whom they had seen yesterday at the Kempinski. He wore a grey short-sleeved shirt, lean and capable, standing there like a rooted piece of wood.

“Kid, we’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Zhou Yuan’s pupils contracted slightly. He put down the insulated boxes and warily watched the four people.

Ding!

The elevator door behind him opened, and two more people walked out. A total of six people completely blocked all his escape routes, and the surrounding onlookers were also cleared out by them.

“Zhao Ruilong sent you?”

“Don’t misunderstand, we just think you’re too arrogant and want to spar with you.”

After Old Sun finished speaking, he directly gave a look to his subordinates: “Come on, let’s loosen up this brother’s bones.”

Although Zhou Yuan was not weak, two of Old Sun’s five subordinates were Cultivators, and both were Mid-Stage Dark Energy.

Against five, Zhou Yuan was no match.

Bang!

In the chaos, Zhou Yuan took a punch, sliding back half a meter and hitting his back against the wall. He grunted, his chest churning with surging blood, and a metallic taste filled his throat.

“You’re also a Cultivator?”

Seeing Zhou Yuan take a solid punch from his subordinate and still not lose his fighting ability, Old Sun narrowed his eyes: “No wonder you’re so arrogant, but meeting me, consider yourself unlucky, kid.”

“What are you doing?”

Just as Old Sun was about to have his subordinates completely cripple Zhou Yuan, a cold female voice echoed from the corridor behind them.

Everyone turned their heads.

They saw a woman standing in the middle of the corridor, wearing a simple black T-shirt and jeans, with stern eyebrows and eyes, and carrying a cake box in her left hand.

She walked closer and surveyed the scene.

“Intentionally hurting someone in broad daylight??”

Old Sun narrowed his eyes, staring at the woman: “Beauty, this is our private matter. I advise you not to meddle.”

“You beat someone up like this and call it a private matter?”

The woman’s anger surged. She directly pulled a badge from her jeans’ back pocket: “Get out of here, or I’ll arrest all of you.”

Seeing the woman’s identification, Old Sun’s pupils sharply contracted.

“Criminal Police... Ji Ling霜?”