Chapter 422: Kicking
The woman next to Guan Bo looked at him with confusion. Isn’t he Guan Bo? Why did the woman in front of her call him Young Master Guan?
Guan Bo quickly pushed away the woman next to him, then grabbed Zhao Yuan and left.
Zhao Yuan tried to break free from Guan Bo’s hand that was gripping her wrist like a pair of iron pliers, but it had no effect. Guan Bo forcefully pulled her into a dimly lit room.
In Zhao Yuan’s mind flashed the legends about Young Master Guan, ruthless and cruel, with brutal methods, capable of caving in a skull with a single punch, making one cry instantly in misery. "Young Master Guan, I was wrong, please spare me, I don’t want to die yet, ahhhh!"
Guan Bo pressed Zhao Yuan against the wall and gritted his teeth as he whispered, "Shut up! Shut up!"
Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan, who had already been trapped in fear, couldn’t listen to Guan Bo’s words at all. The more she cried, the louder she became, with a kind of momentum that seemed like the legendary tale of Meng Jiangnu weeping at the Great Wall.
Guan Bo looked at the chattering little mouth in front of him, feeling extremely annoyed. He hurriedly reached out to cover it with his hand, but as soon as he let go, Zhao Yuan struggled violently and her long fingertips scraped across Guan Bo’s face.
Suddenly, Guan Bo felt a burning pain on his face. He quickly pressed Zhao Yuan’s hand back against the wall and spoke with an even fiercer tone, "Shut up!"