Pang Meiqin exerted great force, leaving Teng Yuangxiang completely dumbstruck, her lips split and oozing blood, her cheek bearing the red imprint of a hand, slightly swollen.
"You..." Teng Yuangxiang’s eyes brimmed with rage as she glared at Pang Meiqin.
Teng Yuangxiang had learnt from Yu Manli that this woman was nothing but a bitch who clung to Tang Zheng’s thigh, only knew how to run away, and didn’t even have a Seed Ability. After returning to the Trojan Room following the end of the Dead Bug Starship game, with her legs broken, she looked nothing more than a stray dog, pitiable and pathetic. Teng Yuangxiang never took her seriously and was having trouble accepting being hit out of nowhere. Official source is novel_fіre.net
"What are you staring at?" Pang Meiqin continued to swing her hand, the crisp sound of a slap ringing out as Teng Yuangxiang’s head was jerked aside, her long hair fluttering, "Keep looking, and I’ll gouge out your eyeballs."
"You piece of useless trash, acting all tough?" Teng Yuangxiang roared, drawing a handgun and pointing it at Pang Meiqin’s forehead, "My ability is Soul Shatter. Apologize if you don’t want to die. Do it now, get on your knees!"
The gazes of Tang Zheng’s group immediately shifted over, surprised by the infighting among their own. Dantai merely shrugged his shoulders; this conflict concerned the group leader, and naturally, he couldn’t intervene.
Song Tong, watching the two women ready to clash, was almost scared witless. She didn’t dare to chime in, fearing getting caught in the crossfire, and quickly moved away.
"Get on your knees, didn’t you hear?" Teng Yuangxiang’s finger on the trigger tightened. If this woman refused, she would blow her legs off. She wouldn’t allow anyone who humiliated her to get off scot-free.
Pang Meiqin’s lips curled into a mocking smile. Suddenly, she made her move, snatching the handgun in the blink of an eye and then kicking Teng Yuangxiang’s knee. The latter screamed, involuntarily kneeling to the ground.
"Pah, overestimating yourself. Who were you telling to kneel just now?" Pang Meiqin raised her beautiful leg, encased in tight leather clothes, and pressed it down on Teng Yuangxiang’s shoulder, pinning her firmly.
"Tang Zheng!" Teng Yuangxiang knew she had misjudged, and of course, she also resented Yu Manli for the evidently flawed intelligence. But she wasn’t giving up; she still had a trump card, and she called out Tang Zheng’s name loudly.
"Meiqin, let her go!" Tang Zheng frowned slightly and spoke blandly. Teng Yuangxiang had become too arrogant; she indeed needed to be taught a lesson, otherwise she might cause real trouble. He understood that if he took this woman down, made her wishes come true, and with the right training, he might gain a suitable fighter, but he didn’t want to do it.
"You’re lucky." Pang Meiqin had known Tang Zheng for too long. Hearing his tone, she knew he wasn’t really blaming her. A hint of sweetness filled her heart. She then moved her leg off and grabbed Teng Yuangxiang by the hair, yanking her up, before whispering mockingly in her ear, "I’m from the same period as Tang Zheng, what about you? I would do anything for her, what about you? I could even die for him, what about you?"
The Beautiful Leg Stewardess’s rhetorical questions were intentional; she wanted Teng Yuangxiang to utterly devote herself to Tang Zheng, to become his meat shield. She planned to train this woman properly.
Teng Yuangxiang’s scalp ached from the pull, and she bit her lip; however, she did not make a sound. She had considered using her ability, but the woman in front of her exuded a faint oppressive force that made her heart tremble. She was a cautious woman and would wait for a sure kill opportunity.
"So put away your little schemes, and don’t give me another chance to deal with you." Pang Meiqin let go of Teng Yuangxiang.
"Understood." Teng Yuangxiang said with subdued and despondent tone. She appeared to submit, but in her heart, she already loathed Pang Meiqin to death. She swore to find an opportunity to kill the bitch, and of course, she would need to ingratiate herself even more with Tang Zheng, to fully gain his support. If she could also acquire a few pieces of equipment, all the better.
"Meiqin seems to have become much stronger?" Dantai observed more closely. Just from the way she snatched the gun, he could infer quite a bit.
The special agents didn’t know that after being strengthened by the Rare Potion in the Pandora combat, the Beautiful Leg Stewardess’s body had been slowly transforming. Even without activating her Seed, her grip strength now reached half a ton, capable of easily crushing an ordinary person’s skull. As for bullets, she could dodge them with her body alone, not to mention wearing the Firefly, overpowering Teng Yuangxiang was effortless.
The last wave of teleportation arrived, bringing a young couple. The man, wearing black-framed glasses and short hair that made him look spirited, was around 178 cm tall and slender. He led an adult Caucasian Ovcharka that bared its teeth and growled from its throat, assuming an attack posture as soon as it appeared, upset by the crowded room of Newbies.
The young man quickly soothed his dog and then looked for his girlfriend. She was about 165 cm tall, busty, with short hair, and quite pretty, currently sitting on the floor in pain – she had sprained her ankle.
"Are you alright?" The young man named Lin Fachan asked anxiously, squatting beside her.
"Don’t touch me." Lin Jing slapped away his hand, but the unfamiliar surroundings and people soon frightened her into grasping his clothing again.
They had just had an argument, which led to a loss of concentration and their Audi A6 careening off the highway.
Tang Zheng and Dantai only glanced over before directing their attention to another group. Finally, the Conquerors had arrived. Although they were wearing coats, the tight garments exposed at their collars and the Weapons they carried revealed their identity as seven Americans.