Chapter 172 (2/2)

Coldblood Seven leapt towards Ye Lang, this time with two hands. She must catch him now.

“That’s troublesome!” he shouted as he escaped between her fingers. He flipped onto her hand, produced a silver needle, then jabbed it towards the ground--no wait--- towards her hand!

I’m tiny but I can’t still hurt you!

Ye Lang was small but he could still wield a silver needle. He held it like a rifle looking very intimidating.

Coldblood Five finally understood that Ye Lang was already very nice to herself. When she was trying to catch him, he only dodged her without pulling tricks like this.

“Ahhh!!” shrieked Coldblood Seven in pain, her other hand still groping to catch Ye Lang. But he pricked her!

Coldblood Seven retracted her hand, exasperated. She wrung the arm with Ye Lang, wanting to shake him off.

When she stopped, thinking he’d definitely been shaken off, she saw Ye Lang hold up the needle, the shoving it down her soft arm once again!

“Ahhh!” she screamed, again. She shook her arm yet again.

“I’m dizzy!” shouted Ye Lang. He wasn’t shaken off, but he was starting to be sick, “can you please stop, I’m going to pass out!”

“Then get off me!” she said immediately. Getting him off was the priority. Ye Lang was like a bee you couldn’t shake off.

“Alright!” said Ye Lang. “But stop bothering me!”

“Okay, okay. Whatever you want, as long as you get off!” Coldblood Seven said, panicking.

“Stop and be good!”

“Alright!”

Ye Lang pulled the silver needle out, then leapt off her arm. He started to study the symbol again. Unfortunately, he never expected her to be this offended--

Coldblood Seven swooped in to catch Ye Lang again, but this time, she was smarter. She had on gloves so he couldn’t hurt her with his needle.

“You lied! You are not a good person!!” scolded Ye Lang as he pointed an angry finger. He’d dodged her again.

She shook her head, proudly declaring, “‘I am the leader of the Pretty Squad. Lying is my strength, scams are my speciality. You little shit, I’ll kill you like a fly!”

“Come at me, I’m not scared of you!” shouted Ye Lang recklessly, pointing his needle at Coldblood Seven. A peculiar battle between two peculiar people unfolded before everyone.

“You’ll see!!” Coldblood Seven levelled her breath, attacking with douqi.

Douqi felt like a tornado, tearing towards Ye Lang. At that moment, everyone thought Ye Lang had nowhere to hide now. He could only face the attack head-on.

And with his size, if he were caught up in the douqi, he’d die!

“No!!!” Coldblood Five’s voice rang. She didn’t want to watch Ye Lang die like this.