The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 331: Chapter 155: Villain VS Savior (Part 6)_3

Just like many things that had happened over the past month, whenever He Xiaotian got to eat meat, they could all sip on some broth.

”Brother Tian, that ungrateful little bitch is being so disrespectful. Should I teach her a lesson for you?”

Hearing that He Tiantian planned to let Gu Bei and Xiao Ruobing go, Zhang Cheeng’s first reaction was disbelief.

Hmph, the lustful big bear He Xiaotian, would he really let go of a piece of tender meat so easily?

He must be playing some new trick.

He Xiaotian, this guy, looked tall and strong, simple and foolish, but actually had a belly full of tricks.

He also loved to play, and in the three or four decades in the base, he never got tired of using those women for his amusement.

Some tricks even Zhang Cheeng, who had hung around the streets and done time in prison, found novel.

And it was precisely because he had seen He Xiaotian’s perversions with his own eyes that Zhang Cheeng, despite coveting the base, didn’t dare to act rashly.

The stature of the body’s original owner was truly tall; standing in front of the mere five foot seven inch Zhang Cheeng, he looked like a tiny speck.

He Tiantian looked down to easily see the top of Zhang Cheeng’s head.

From her vantage point, she said indifferently, ”I said I’m letting them buzz off!”

It was just a phrase without a hint of threat, but the cunning Zhang Cheeng still heard the underlying message.

He swallowed hard and said with a sycophantic smile, nodding and bowing, ”Yes, yes, I got it!”

At least on the surface, Zhang Cheeng didn’t dare to contradict ”He Xiaotian.”

”And stop calling me Brother Tian!”

Suddenly, He Tiantian seemed to remember something and said arrogantly, ”Call me ’Heavenly King’! Yes, Heavenly King!”

”Haha, I, He Xiaotian, am the Heavenly King of this industrial park!”

Zhang Cheeng: ...What the hell is this?!

Even damn ”Heavenly King,” why don’t you appoint yourself Emperor then?

Zhang Cheeng cursed internally, but his gaunt, withered face maintained a flattering smile.

He cooperated enthusiastically, flattery on the tip of his tongue: ”Right, Heavenly King is good! Our Brother Tian, oh no, I mean, the Heavenly King is naturally the emperor, the overlord, of this little domain!”

”Haha, Xiao Zhang, you’re always so good at this!”

He Tiantian laughed with satisfaction, looking smug like a teacher praising a pupil.

Zhang Cheeng: ...What’s with Xiao Zhang? He used to call me brother, and now he dares to call me ”Xiao Zhang”?

Does this big bear really take me, Zhang Cheeng, as his little bro, his henchman?

A sinister gleam flashed in Zhang Cheeng’s eyes, but when he raised his head, his face was all smiles again.

He managed to flatter and send ”He Xiaotian” on his way with a bowing and scraping attitude.

Watching that robust figure disappear, Zhang Cheeng’s lips curled into a cruel, cold smirk, ”Let’s go! Let’s bring that little wench back!”

”And that pretty boy, damn it, what’s it to him that he was born with a silver spoon? Now, I can still crush him underfoot!”

Initially, Zhang Cheeng had had some ill thoughts about the rich and beauty, Xiao Ruobing, and He Xiaotian’s jab just now had stirred up the violent urges within him.

As the base’s only Superpower User, and having a few loyal henchmen, Zhang Cheeng did not dare to provoke him easily.

But, a weak rich kid, he could break his bones inch by inch!

”Alright! Brother Cheeng, once you’ve had your fill, let us brothers have a taste of something fresh, yeah?”

Zhang Cheeng’s lackeys chime in unenthusiastically, even lewdly putting forward their request.

”No problem! We share our blessings; that’s what real brothers do!”

Zhang Cheeng never forgot to win people’s hearts at any moment.

Not just his own small team, in recent days, Zhang Cheeng had begun to covertly infiltrate He Xiaotian’s trusted circle.

Someday, he would topple that dumb bear He Xiaotian and become emperor of the base himself.

Heavenly King?!

Pah, with He Xiaotian’s fat, clumsy appearance, did he deserve to call himself the Heavenly King?

Even if he put on imperial robes, he wouldn’t look like a Crown Prince!

As Zhang Cheeng secretly vowed, his steps didn’t stop; he led his henchmen to chase after Gu Bei and Xiao Ruobing.

He Tiantian came upon a pile of construction rubble, and as she turned, she glanced back and, sure enough, saw the backs of Zhang Cheeng and his men.

She smiled, already visualizing the scene of Zhang Cheeng and those scumbags punctured like sieves by Ice Cones.

Now that Gu Bei was awake, and Zhang Cheeng was putting on that familiar facade, He Tiantian believed that Gu Bei would certainly demonstrate his power.

And He Tiantian? She could eliminate a threat for the populace, rid the base of a hidden danger, and establish her dominance through the demise of Zhang Cheeng and his men.

Northern City Storage needed new rules.

Those who once played the thug for others, He Tiantian would give them the fate they deserved...