A Mop—Can She Catch It?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
What Yun Jian said, in addition to her action, startled everyone around her. Was that really what a teenage girl could do?
When Yun Jian grabbed the woman’s hair and mercilessly swung her head toward the rack, the passersby wanted to scream. A teenage girl like Yun Jian was actually doing something so terrorizing in public. It baffled them.
The female grocery store employee who the woman had pulled over just now was frozen in place, feet unable to move. She could feel the pain from just watching the scene just now; what was more, Yun Jian had grabbed the woman to crash her without any forewarning!
It was by the time the employee snapped out of her daze that she realized things were going wrong. She ran for the grocery store entrance and cried for help frantically, "Security! Security! Emergency! Come quick!"
The woman who had shoved Yun Zhu and accused him disdainfully nearly choked from the pain of being slammed against the rack and tossed on the floor.
"Argh! Ahh! How dare you hit me! Ah!" She rolled about when she landed on the floor, her entire body wheezing in pain.
As she thrashed around, she felt for her forehead that Yun Jian had just crashed against the rack, feeling some liquid drop from there. When she looked at her hand after feeling for her forehead, she nearly passed out.
The woman had
After the loud cries, she snapped her head to Yun Jian resentfully—her piercing gaze looked like she wanted to rip Yun Jian into shreds—as she kept screaming, "Murder! She’s trying to murder me! She’s a murderer! She’s killing people for no reason!"
As if the woman thought that she had not caused enough of a scene, she began screeching and yowling.
The crowd shuddered and dared not step forward at the sight of the blood. Some of them did not even dare chance a glimpse at the blood on the woman’s head.
Life was improving in 1999 as people gradually grew richer. A usual small bleeding cut on the finger from the knife would have frightened most of them—and this woman’s forehead was slammed against the rack by Yun Jian, her skin splitting open and sputtering blood.
It seemed that the woman quickly realized that she was in danger as she began yelling, "Where is your moral, your conscience? She hit me just now and all you do is watch!"
"I’m dying! I’m going to die. There’s so much blood! Hurry up and send me to the hospital!"
Yun Jian was unfazed at the woman’s wails as she took two deliberate steps toward her. This woman had no mercy on Yun Zhu just now.
Just as she went forward, another voice that sounded more frantic rang, "Mom?"
Turning around, Yun Jian saw a girl who resembled the woman and was equally dressed like a moving parade run toward them.
Anyone with eyes could see that it was Yun Jian who did this to the woman. The girl who was around Yun Jian’s age could care less about reasoning the situation as she grabbed a mop from the side and charged for Yun Jian.
"Ah! How dare you hit my mother! You…"
Yun Jian was quite close to the woman just now, so her attack had been fast and effective. The crowd had only assumed her to be a regular girl—perhaps one who was simply more savage.
This girl who was pouncing had a weapon in her hand, though—even when it was just a mop!
The crowd thought that Yun Jian’s pretty face would definitely be busted if the mop hit her. She was no secret agent or assassin. How could she possibly catch this mop that was coming her way so fast and furious?
What happened next dropped their jaws…