Peerless Genius System

Su Canye was in absolute awe by what he had seen and he asked, “Err, Ice Face, about... about that gun of yours...”

“It’s fake. It’s a prop gun for filming purposes.”

Xiao Luo casually tossed the Desert Eagle in Su Canye’s hands. There were no bullets in it, so there was no need to worry about the gun going off by accident, and, moreover, he didn’t expect Su Canye to be able to distinguish the difference between a fake and genuine gun.

“A prop gun?”

Su Canye held the gun in his hands hesitantly and felt its weight several times. “Are you sure? This thing is all metal, and its weight seems very real. It looks exactly like a real gun.”

“Have you held a real gun before?” Xiao Luo asked, forcing a smile.

“Nope. I ain’t from the army, I’ve no reason to hold a real gun.” Su Canye shook his head and answered in his usual candor.

“There you go... prop guns are used in filming, so of course, they have to be made to look and feel as realistic as possible,” Xiao Luo responded.

“Oh, I see.”

Su Canye nodded, seeing the logic behind Xiao Luo’s explanation, and he asked, “So, why are you carrying a prop gun with you then?”

“Didn’t you see it in action just now?” Xiao Luo threw the question back at him.

“Yeah, yeah, I did. Haha, that felt freakin’ great. Those four bikers were so arrogant at first, but after they saw you pulling out the gun, they all turned into cowardly dogs. Looks like I have to carry a prop gun with me from now on,” Su Canye said. Thinking back on the incident earlier, Su Canye felt both relieved and elated. At first, he had looked down on his brother-in-law. But after this one incident, he felt a lot closer to Xiao Luo now. “By the way, brother-in-law, why not you give me this prop gun. This way, I’ll never have to be afraid of people finding trouble with me ever again.”

Xiao Luo coughed and said, “Not this one!”

This was a real gun. Xiao Luo couldn’t just hand it over to this kid.

“But why?”

“This prop gun is my... my...”

“Your what?”

“My love token... my love token with your sister,” Xiao Luo replied. It was the first thing that came up in his mind.

“This prop gun is your’s and my sister’s love token?”

Su Canye was dumbfounded as he held the Desert Eagle in front of his eye and looked at it carefully. “What the heck. I’ve seen people use necklaces, hairpins, and rings as their love tokens, but I’ve never seen people take a prop gun as their love token, you guys are too intense,” he said, “but, wait... didn’t my sister marry you because you slept with her? So, how come you have a love token?”

Xiao Luo felt his head spin. It was indeed true that by telling one lie, it would lead to telling a hundred more. He quickly decided to put a stop to it and said, “I would rather not have to explain this so explicitly.”

“Tsk... as if I’m willing to listen. Here, you can have it back.”

Xiao Luo handed the Desert Eagle back to Xiao Luo, and instantly, he was back to his cocky self. He had his hands crossed in front of his chest with his legs spread apart as he leaned back on the seat like an old master.

Throughout the entire conversation, Su Xiaobei switched her gaze between Su Canye, one moment, and then to Xiao Luo, the next.

Xiao Luo put away the Desert Eagle and stole a glance at Su Canye through the rearview mirror, wondering why he had talked so much with this kid.

Su Canye, who was fidgeting out of boredom, suddenly thought of something, and his facial expression brightened up. He poked his head to the front seat and said, “Brother-in-law, can I ask you for something?”

“Win back your car?” Xiao Luo said, seeing through his thoughts with a single glance.

“Hell, ‘niubility.’ I’m seriously impressed that you guessed it. Yeah, that’s it... so, can you please?”

Xiao Luo flatly refused with a stern: “No!”

There was no way he would get involved, and besides, it was not like it would do him any good. He thought to himself, am I even that well acquainted with this kid?

“Please, brother-in-law. Look, I’m even calling you ‘brother-in-law.’ Just do me this one favor, can you please? I saw you drifting today, and you’re a pro, I tell you. You’ll have absolutely no problem in winning back my Bentley for me,” Su Canye pleaded, lowered himself in a gesture of begging.

“I’m busy. I don’t have time,” Xiao Luo said.

“You’re bluffing. I’ve been checking you up, and you haven’t even got a job yet. You’re leeching off my sister every day so you can’t be freer than this. You certainly can’t be associated with the word ‘busy.’”

Su Canye decided to hard on Xiao Luo when he discovered that the soft approach didn’t work. “Are you gonna help me or not? If you refuse, I’ll be giving you hard nuts to crack.”

“Do whatever you wish.”

“I...”

Su Canye was stumped. He didn’t expect that his ice-faced brother-in-law could neither be enticed by the carrot nor beaten by the stick. But he wasn’t going to stop there. It was a Bentley that he had lost, and it was worth more than 6 million dollars. The thought itself would make his flesh crawl. He frequently had nightmares about that fateful night he lost the car and would wake up in a cold sweat. It was horrible.

But, true to his nature, Su Canye had a plan. He began giving hints to Su Xiaobei with his heart-rending puppy eyes, prompting her to plead for Xiao Luo’s help as well. The innocent little girl was fooled by her manipulative uncle, and she went along with him. And, before he knew it, an incessant chorus of unbearable whines pierced Xiao Luo’s ear.

Xiao Luo got to experience how Sun Wukong must have felt in the novel, “A Chinese Odyssey.” They were really like a pair of flies buzzing by his ears to the point where it drove him mad. It was unbearably annoying, but he didn’t have the heart to shout at Su Xiaobei. So, in the end, he compromised and agreed to help Su Canye.

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...

Su Li was on the phone with Shen Qingyan, complaining to her about Su Canye losing his Bentley and asking her for help.

“Hahaha... Li, that brother of yours is really naughty. This is already the third time, is it not?” Shen Qingyan’s joyful laughter came across the line.

Su Li held her forehead and let out a gentle sigh. “This brother of mine really lets me down,” she said.

“You made him this way. He has such a doting sister who gives him everything, it’ll be good if he can... you know, grow up. Relax, leave the Bentley to me. In four days, those people will gather at the Wild Wolf Mountain again. Come with me and be my co-driver.”

Su Li knitted her elegant eyebrows and exclaimed, “What, I should go too?!”

“Of course. It’ll be night by then. Pull something over your clothes, and no one will recognize you. Besides, no one would ever guess that our big star will even visit a place like the Wild Wolf Mountain,” Shen Qingyan said, smiling at the thought of having Su Li as her co-driver.

“Alright, then. It’s been a while since I let my hair down.”

“Mmm, let’s leave your brother aside and talk about you. Li, what’s going on between you and that Xiao Luo guy? Did you seriously just marry him because you lost your virginity to him? That’s a little old fashioned, isn’t it?” This was one matter that had always puzzled Shen Qingyan.

When Xiao Luo’s name was mentioned, Su Li’s eyes suddenly lost its sparkle. A bitter smile appeared on her face as she groaned, “What should I do then? Aside from having acceptable looks, he’s literally a good-for-nothing. Since it’s already happened by accident, I can only accept my fate and hope that he will gradually become a better man.”

“Li, I don’t even know what I should say to you. We are in the 21st Century, and our mindsets have to keep up with the times. Why are you still being so virtuous like the women in ancient times who married the man they lost their virtues? If your fans come to know of this, won’t they be stalking you and trying to rape you at all costs?” Shen Qingyan said.

Su Li’s pretty face blushed, speechless.

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