Peerless Genius System

Even as Ahsan was still frozen in a state of shock, Xiao Luo’s second kick was already coming right at him. In a reflex response, Ahsan instantly pushed his palms out to defend himself, but the moment they came into contact with the sole of Xiao Luo’s shoe, he regretted his actions. He immediately pictured his intestines turning green as the force of the blow was overwhelming. It felt like a charging bull had slammed into him, and his body flew backward, trembling uncontrollably.

THUMP!

Ahsan crashed onto the floor, not far from Ahzee, screaming in pain and agony.

Seeing how easily Xiao Luo had dispatched the two bodyguards, Luo Pingxiang was wide-eyed in absolute amazement. She stared at the two huge men writhing on the floor with disbelief. This was the second time she had seen Xiao Luo in action, but it was just as remarkable.

“Hold on to this for me, please.”

Xiao Luo nonchalantly handed the cotton candy to Luo Pingxiang, as he still had unfinished business to take care of.

Luo Xiangping snapped out of her shock and blinked her eyes at Xiao Luo. Without thinking, she immediately took the cotton candy with both hands and held it close to her chest.

Her eyes were now fixed on Xiao Luo, grim-faced, and striding menacingly in the direction of the bodyguards. He held nothing in his hands, but when he reached the two bodyguards, she heard their terrified shrieks echoing right through the parking area. Then she saw Xiao Luo bending over them and heard the sickening thumps of repeated punches—for every blow that Xiao Luo delivered, she got goosebumps all over her body and quivered in horror. After only a brief while, she saw the condition the bodyguards were in, and she couldn’t bear to watch any longer. They were badly bruised, and their faces had swelled to the size of a pig’s head.

“S-stop... hitting us, please, we... w-we give up...”

Ahsan, a giant of a man standing seven feet tall, could not take anymore and was in tears, begging for his life. He pleaded with Xiao Luo, “M-my ribs are almost... b-broken, please... please stop.”

Close by, Ahzee was lying on the ground, gasping desperately for air. His face was bruised and swollen beyond recognition, and he was beaten to the point of passing out.

“Blame it on your bad luck!”

Xiao Luo sneered and then threw another punch right into Ahsan’s face. He then stood up and straightened his clothes, appearing calm once again.

That felt much better!

Xiao Luo felt a sense of relief, especially after all that had happened during his visit to the NSA headquarters. It was unfortunate for Ahsan and Ahzee to have come looking for him at this time, as they found themselves becoming Xiao Luo’s punching bags just when he needed to vent his anger. Thankfully, Xiao Luo did not hit them with the intent to kill, and they only suffered some external injuries, with no ruptured organs or broken bones. They would probably recover in four to five days.

“Go back and tell your young master to send over others who can fight better the next time. It’s best if he sends them when I’m in a bad mood so that I can use them as my punching bag. In this way, he will have my eternal gratitude. Otherwise, I will get very upset, and once that happens, I will go to his home myself and use him as my punching bag. Tell him that!”

Xiao Luo was sending a clear warning to young master Yang through his bodyguards as he glared at them fiercely. A spoilt kid from a rich family like Yang Hongzhi did not earn the right to infuriate him; such a person was nothing more than a housefly buzzing around. And, as long as this housefly didn’t annoy him, he would pay him no attention.

“Y-yes... okay...”

Filled with fear, Ahsan held his hands to his swollen face as he repeatedly nodded to Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo then walked back to his car and took out a bottle of mineral water to wash his hands. Only then did he take the cotton candy back from Luo Xiangping. He smiled at her and said, “thank you.”

“Huh... oh, no, you don’t need to thank me.”

Luo Xiangping replied and smiled nervously. She was still recovering from the trauma of seeing Xiao Luo deal with Yang Hongzhi’s two bodyguards in such a savage manner. She looked at the two men lying on the ground, moaning in pain and thought how simple he had made it look, and yet how brutally the bodyguards were beaten up.

As Xiao Luo walked toward the elevator, Luo Xiangping scurried to keep up with his pace. She suddenly felt unsafe in the car park, but funnily, she felt safe being next to Xiao Luo, the very one who created the scene.

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Xiao Luo didn’t return to his own apartment immediately but headed to Su Li’s place instead.

When he walked through the door, he immediately saw the slender and elegant form of Su Li recumbent on the living room sofa. A “Tom and Jerry” cartoon was playing on the giant TV screen in front of the couch.

Su Xiaobei was there with Su Li, leaning against her and totally absorbed in the show. As she stared at the TV with her big unblinking eyes, they looked like a pair of black gemstones. Then, as if by telepathy, Su Xiaobei immediately turned her head in the direction of the door when Xiao Luo entered. When she saw Xiao Luo, she immediately hopped off the couch, extended her little arms, and dashed towards him, screaming “daddy” excitedly.

Xiao Luo squatted down, waiting for her to come him for a hug.

“Daddy, is this for me?” Su Xiaobei quickly noticed the cotton candy in Xiao Luo’s hand.

Xiao Luo nodded. “Yes, it’s for you.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

The little girl gleefully took the cotton candy, opened her little mouth, and tasted it. Her eyes brightened as she continued to savor it without another word.

Su Li walked casually over, glanced at Xiao Luo, and said, “Try not to buy these unhealthy snacks.”

“Don’t worry, it won’t be too often,” Xiao Luo replied, stroking Su Xiaobei’s head affectionately.

Su Li didn’t make any further issues about Su Xiaobei eating cotton candy, and she changed the subject. “I heard you bought a car today?”

“Yup.”

Xiao Luo answered Su Li absentmindedly, with his focus still on Su Xiaobei.

Su Li asked again, “What car is it?”

“A Trumpchi. The performance is not too bad, and its appearance looks pretty classy and high-end,” Luo Xiangping pitched in.

“It’s a domestic product, isn’t it? Hmm, it makes sense, with his current ability, he can only get cars of this price range.”

Su Li deliberately made a sarcastic remark, but when she noticed that Xiao Luo did not react in the slightest, it riled her so much she grit her teeth. She was incensed that this man who took her the first time and was now her husband, showed not an ounce of self-motivation. Was he already contented with just an average car?

After spending time with Su Xiaobei, Xiao Luo got up to return to his own apartment.

Naturally, Su Li did not ask him to stay but only asked if he had taken dinner. When he answered that he had, she went back to the sofa and continued with her reading. As a celebrity, she had to constantly keep abreast of the trends in society.

After returning to his own apartment, Xiao Luo was pleasantly surprised. Every corner of the house had been mopped clean and tidied up. The clothes he left in the washing machine, which he intended to hang at the balcony after returning, had already been hung up. His massive two-tiered wardrobe was now filled with brand-new clothing, ties, and leather shoes; the formal wear and casual wear had even been organized into two sections.

Undoubtedly, Su Li must’ve prepared all these for him.

For some inexplicable reason, Xiao Luo felt a sudden warmth just from being home. The apartment didn’t feel cold anymore but now had a rather cozy ambiance.

He immediately tried on a few of the clothes. They fitted well, and they were all in his favorite styles too. Xiao Luo was certainly moved, and although Su Li had never shown him warmth and kindness, what she had done touched him deeply. He wondered if Luo Xiangping’s statement about Su Li’s commercial shoot was nothing but a fib, and Su Li probably went shopping at the mall for a whole day instead.

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