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Chapter 162 The Good-for-Nothing × The Innocent Little Tyrant 1
Ji Xiaosong successfully passed away naturally and left the previous world. She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally returned to her original body.
“Rongrong, the last world really scared me to death. I thought I was going to stay there forever. When Feng Cangwu locked me up, I even planned how to escape. At worst, I would just give up the soul of that world. Anyway, I have many branches, so I don’t need one more.”
Rongrong floated above Ji Xiaosong's plant and quickly reminded her, "Quickly check if that marriage bell is still there. In the last world, Feng Cangwu used many methods to keep you by his side."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaosong quickly checked it out.
“Uh… it’s still there, but it’s not a big problem. I have many branches. You can transfer my memories of the Phoenix Clan and the Beast World to that branch. If Feng Cangwu comes looking for me in the future, the entire branch can replace me as his target.”
"Ah Song, I think Feng Cangwu is pretty good. He is powerful and can create his own small world to become a beast god, which is basically no different from the Heavenly Dao. It would be nice to be with a man like that."
"Rongrong, the world is so big and so vast, I can't put all my eggs in one basket. Isn't the point of traveling through so many worlds to experience the wonders of the world and accumulate merit?"
"So, you're no different from those women who watch short dramas, falling in love with every one you meet, and loving more than a dozen a day."
"No, I only love one person in this lifetime, I'm already very devoted. Alright, let's move on to the next world. Career is important, becoming an immortal is important."
After saying that, Ji Xiaosong put the branch with the marriage bell aside and copied her memories from her previous life.
Rongrong also released Ji Xiaosong's memories from her time in the Phoenix Clan. After resolving these two matters, Ji Xiaosong arrived in the new world.
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"Little beauty, don't resist. There's only one passage in this alley. If you obediently serve me well, I might spare your life."
As soon as Ji Xiaosong transmigrated, she heard the voice of a thug.
She looked up and saw a dozen or so thugs who looked to be under twenty years old, sporting a punk hairstyle, lounging in the only exit.
Just as she was about to use force to deal with these thugs, Rongrong's voice entered her mind.
“Ah Song, your original self in this world had a cowardly persona. For the time being, you need to continue to let the main people related to the original self think you are a coward. This world is too fragile. If your changes are too great and arouse too many people’s suspicion, the world may collapse.”
"it is good."
"By the way, your mission target in this life, Jiang Yao, is nearby. He's standing there watching the show."
Ji Xiaosong spread her divine sense and indeed saw Jiang Yao leaning against a wall at one end of the alley.
"Got it. What kind of role does Jiang Yao play?"
"He is one of the important characters."
"What about the thug?"
"They robbed the money in the original owner's previous life and left, and were never seen again. However, the money was eventually recovered, thanks to Jiang Yao calling the police."
“I understand. I can’t let my image collapse too badly in front of Jiang Yao from the start, but I can take it step by step. Once he leaves, I can do whatever I want.”
"You can say that."
"Alright, watch me."
"My little beauty, what are you thinking about over there? Are you thinking about your brother?"
Ji Xiaosong hugged her schoolbag tightly, took three steps back, and bumped her back against the damp brick wall.
Unlocking the phone and receiving an alarm with a fingertip in a blind spot, a trembling voice concealing precise guidance:
"Brothers, if you need money, I... my stepmother just transferred my living expenses to me last week..."
"Your stepmother? I heard she'd love to kill you, you eyesore. Why would she give you living expenses?"
The leader of the thugs laughed wildly, but was quickly tugged at by the person next to him to remind him.
As soon as Ji Xiaosong saw their reaction, she guessed what was going on. This whole thing was most likely the work of her good stepmother or stepsister.
"Really... I... We're in a dead end on Fuhua Road right now. Even if you let me escape, I can't get out. Why would I lie?"
She frantically rummaged through her bag and finally managed to find twenty yuan.
"Brothers, this...this is my living expenses for this week. I'm currently unemployed, so I can only rely on this little bit of money to buy one steamed bun a day."
"Who are you trying to fool! I clearly received a call saying you went to withdraw money today, and there was 30,000 yuan in cash in your bag."
Before Ji Xiaosong could say anything more, the leader of the thugs snatched the bag from her hand.
Upon closer inspection, they found 30,000 yuan in cash in a hidden compartment of the bag, all of which had just been withdrawn from the bank.
Ji Xiaosong lowered her head, her thick bangs obscuring her eyes.
“This is my mother’s medical expenses. I really can’t give it to you. If I do, my mother won’t be able to have surgery tomorrow.”
Her voice trembled, and the sense of despair seemed to overflow.
Jiang Yao glanced at it, found it uninteresting, and turned to leave.
After walking a few steps and clicking his tongue a few times, he stopped and simply called the police.
"Please... this is my mother's life-saving money..."
Ji Xiaosong huddled in the corner, tears streaming down her dirty little face, leaving two white streaks.
She gripped the torn backpack strap tightly, her knuckles turning white, looking just like a cornered animal.
Yellow Hair waved three stacks of banknotes in the air, making a loud cracking sound: "Brother, this chick is a real liar! She just said she only had twenty dollars..."
He suddenly stopped, and a withdrawal slip fell out of the banknotes, with the amount clearly written as 50,000 yuan.
Seventeen pairs of eyes were simultaneously fixed on the falling note.
"No, no..."
Ji Xiaosong rushed over in a panic to try and snatch it, but the red-haired thug stepped on her wrist.
She cried out in pain and tilted her head back, her thick bangs sliding behind her ears to reveal a hideous burn scar at the corner of her right eye.
This is the masterpiece of my stepsister's "accidental" knocking over of the kettle last week.
Scarface grabbed her by the collar: "You brat, you dare to play us? Tell me! Where did you hide the remaining 20,000?"
"In, in..."
The girl's trembling finger pointed at the blond-haired man, then recoiled as if electrocuted. "I didn't see anything! Please don't burn my house down!"
She suddenly clutched her head and screamed, looking as if she had been scared out of her wits.
"You fucking embezzled it?" Scarface's fist slammed into blond hair with a whooshing sound.
Just as the red-haired thug was about to break up the fight, he suddenly noticed half a gold chain sticking out of the blond guy's pocket.
"Isn't that the gold chain that the boss just lost yesterday? How did it end up on you?"
The narrow alleyway instantly erupted into chaos.
The group of seventeen was already rife with their own ulterior motives, and now suspicion spread like wildfire.
Some grabbed the other person by the collar to search them, while others took the opportunity to stuff money into their pockets. The dull thud of steel pipes hitting flesh mingled with vulgarities, echoing back and forth between the damp brick walls.
Ji Xiaosong moved slowly along the wall, her hair still dripping wet, but a faint smile appeared on her lips.
She had deliberately folded the withdrawal slip into three sections, so that the last few digits of the amount were obscured.
As for the gold chain in the blond guy's pocket... the girl glanced down at the gold dust remaining on her palm, which she had rubbed off from the graffiti on the wall.
As the sirens grew louder, the battle had escalated into a brawl between four groups.