Chapter 95: Chen Ying

Chapter 95: Chen Ying

Ma Ling's words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Yang Haoran's chest. He truly hadn't expected this girl to speak so harshly after getting drunk, every word hitting him hard.

From a rational perspective, Ma Ling's words weren't wrong. She was speaking the truth, but often, the truth hurts the most.

"Haha, you're thirty and still don't have a girlfriend, Brother Yang, you really need to step up your game. If you're wealthy, it's fine, but if not, it's troublesome. It'll be even harder to find someone in a few more years."

Wang Yiming laughed heartily, clearly enjoying himself. To Yang Haoran, it seemed like Wang Yiming was adding insult to injury.

But it didn't end there. As Wang Yiming's laughter subsided, Ma Ling chimed in again with a smile.

"What you said is true. Someone like uncle here, with an average appearance and getting older, indeed has a hard time finding a partner. I heard from Xiaoxiao that uncle's family isn't well off either, which only makes it worse." Ma Ling glanced at Yang Haoran and continued with a meaningful tone, "Uncle, while you're not bald yet, find a good person and get married. Don't be too picky."

The two of them burst into laughter, while Yang Haoran's smile became strained. He had tried to steer the conversation towards finding a solution for his Yin Qi problem, but instead of help, he found himself subjected to their mockery.

Yang Haoran was skilled in banter, bordering on mastery, but he rarely engaged in it with outsiders, usually only with Guanhai.

Tonight, however, he found himself intrigued by their banter and tempted to join in the verbal sparring. Yet, he refrained because that wasn't his main objective.

Before Yang Haoran could redirect the conversation, Wang Yiming, in the midst of his excitement, spoke again.

"Haha, luckily I have a girlfriend now, and she treats me well. From the looks of it, I won't end up like Brother Yang."

Wang Yiming seemed intoxicated, yet his tone was filled with pride. But just as he finished speaking, the door to the private room was forcefully pushed open, and a group of armed police officers stormed in!

"Don't move!"

The three in the room were stunned. They hadn't expected this sudden intrusion. Just as they were engrossed in their conversation, the police burst in, guns pointed at them!

It was standard procedure for the Lecheng police to be armed when responding to a call. If the targets didn't cooperate, they had the right to use force. Though Yang Haoran and his companions were not ordinary individuals, the presence of handguns still posed a threat to them, especially with more than one gun pointed at them.

But that was secondary. The main issue was their complete confusion about why the police had mobilized in such force.

"Wang Yiming! What are you doing here!"

Just as Yang Haoran was both surprised and puzzled, one of the female officers suddenly called out Wang Yiming's name. Her voice betrayed deep astonishment.

Just as her anger was about to erupt, Wang Yiming spoke up.

Somehow, Wang Yiming's drunkenness vanished, and he regained his usual demeanor, wearing a stern expression, as if someone owed him a great deal of money.

"Chen Ying, what nonsense are you spouting? They're all my friends. Can't you speak more politely?"

Wang Yiming's relationship with Chen Ying seemed unusual, evident from his tone.

"Of course, I know they're your friends. Otherwise, why would you be sitting here drinking and chatting together? But I'm curious, you discuss all sorts of supernatural things and various murders. It makes people wonder if you have ulterior motives." Chen Ying said.

After speaking, Chen Ying ignored Wang Yiming's grim face and looked at their team leader, saying, "Team leader, let's take them back to the station. It's not good to stay here."

The arrival of the police attracted quite a few onlookers around the private room. Some were restaurant customers, while others were restaurant staff. They didn't believe Yang Haoran and his companions were innocent. In their eyes, being approached by the police meant they must have some issues.

The team leader nodded. He had similar thoughts, but considering Wang Yiming's status, he hadn't acted on them. Now that Chen Ying had spoken up, he felt less hesitant.

"Let's discuss this at the station. It's not appropriate here," the team leader said.

"Hmph, what if I don't go with you?" Ma Ling snorted and asked.

"Little girl, if you don't come with us, then we'll have to use force. Don't try to resist. If you resist, we can shoot directly. Besides, if you really have nothing to hide, why be afraid of coming with us?" Chen Ying retorted.

"I don't want to go with you. It's purely because I don't want to. Fear has nothing to do with it. And go ahead, try shooting. See if I'm incapable of resisting under your lousy gun." Ma Ling showed no intention of backing down. Her words not only intensified Chen Ying's anger but also made the other police officers' faces grim.

Chen Ying was quite enraged but was stopped by the team leader's gesture.

"Little girl, I've been a policeman for many years, and I've seen all kinds of arrogant people. But in the end, they all suffer. If you continue to resist us, you'll become one of them."

The middle-aged team leader spoke, perhaps due to his profession, he carried an air of authority in his voice. It wasn't loud but carried immense power.

Ma Ling, having experienced grander occasions, wasn't affected by the team leader's words. His words might have an effect on ordinary people, but for Ma Ling, they held no weight.

"All right, the more you say that, the more excited I become. Come on, do your worst. Let me see how you'll make me one of them."

As she finished speaking, Ma Ling picked up the black leather case beside her, showing a demeanor that suggested she was ready to confront the police.