Chapter 1356 - Who do you think you are?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Girly, what’s your name? Who’s your leader?” A middle-aged man unscrupulously checked out Ye Wanwan’s figure.

“You’ve got the wrong person,” Ye Wanwan coldly said as she glanced at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stared at Ye Wanwan, his lips turning up. “Oh? You have quite the temper…”

Before Ye Wanwan could say anything, the woman in red haughtily examined Ye Wanwan with disdain evident on her face. She asked the middle-aged man, “Brother Xiong, what’s good about this trash? She pretends to be holier-than-thou, but she should look in the mirror first and see who she is!”

“Ah, Xiao Lan, don’t be jealous. Brother Xiong still loves you…” The middle-aged man lasciviously slapped the woman in red’s butt as he said that.

The woman in red pouted. “Brother Xiong, what are you saying? I’m just afraid this trash won’t service you well.”

“That’s not necessarily true. You can service me together tonight and you can guide her… How about it?” The middle-aged man chuckled.

The woman in red glanced at Ye Wanwan in contempt. “Since that’s what Brother Xiong wants, you’ll service Brother Xiong well tonight, do you hear me?”

Ye Wanwan had a humorless smile on her lips. No one had ever acted so presumptuously toward her in the Independent State.

Although Ye Wanwan knew she wasn’t the genuine president of the Fearless Alliance, she was currently resting on the president’s throne.

“Scram,” Ye Wanwan said impatiently.

“You little b*tch… Do you know who Brother Xiong is? Allowing you to service Brother Xiong tonight is three lifetimes of good fortune! Yet you’re f*cking pretending to be pure?” The woman in red angrily glared at Ye Wanwan.

“Ah, Xiao Lan, don’t be so mean. You’re going to scare this little miss.” The middle-aged man smiled at the woman in red and walked to Ye Wanwan. “Girly, you haven’t answered me. What’s your name?”

The middle-aged man reached out for Ye Wanwan’s cheek as he said that.

*Slap!*

Almost in an instant, Ye Wanwan slapped away the man’s right hand.

“Ah, little miss has a fiery temper… Nice, your Brother Xiong prefers them like this. Otherwise, it’s like I’m f*cking a dead fish, how boring…” The middle-aged man licked his dry lips.

“Capture her and take her to Brother Xiong’s house,” the woman in red instructed the strong men standing nearby.

The strong men accompanying them nodded and immediately walked forward, wanting to cart Ye Wanwan away.

A cold glint flickered in Ye Wanwan’s eyes as she swung a punch at one of the men’s faces.

Caught completely off guard, the strong man was hit and he staggered back, his hands clutching his nose as he collapsed onto the ground. A mere punch had broken his nose.

“You’re asking for it!” another strong man shouted upon seeing that, enraged.

“Scram!”

Ye Wanwan didn’t relax her arm and dug her elbow mercilessly into that man’s neck.

The whole thing took only a dozen or so seconds, and two strong men had fallen to the ground already, howls of pain ringing from their mouths.

“You d*mn whore, you dare to resist?!” the woman in red screeched.

Slap!

Ye Wanwan snorted and backhanded the woman in red’s left cheek.

The woman in red was flabbergasted as she stared at Ye Wanwan while clutching her swollen cheek.