Chapter 4, go as far away as you can

Who said "No red envelope, turn into a panda"? She took the red envelope and can still turn people into pandas!

This time, it seems they were too complacent. Upon hearing the prince mention that it was a woman, the two did not take it seriously, thinking that as long as they revealed their identities, the other party would surely comply and return with them. After all, women living in such rural areas are mostly those engaged in laundry and spinning, who would have thought that she would be a formidable martial artist who is not easily subdued

After a while, seeing that the man on the ground no longer had the strength to defend himself, Yasha finally stopped, standing up straight with a cold demeanor as she looked at the delicate man in the distance who was holding his head. From the terrified expression on his face, it was not difficult to discern his fear of her, and there was even a hint of shock.

A certain person soaking in cold water, while rubbing her somewhat sore limbs and lamenting her miserable life, suddenly seemed to think of something. She quickly got up, stepped out of the large wooden tub, hastily put on her clothes, and walked towards her room

The square-faced man reached out as if to grasp something, but every kick and punch from his opponent struck at his vulnerable spots, rendering him completely unable to control the situation. Naturally, he could not seize Yasha's hands or feet, and could only resort to a defensive posture, at times clutching his abdomen, at other times cradling his head, appearing utterly disheveled.

Had I known I would be transported to such a desolate place, I should have hung a few submachine guns on myself, ensuring that anyone who comes would never return

The screen of the mobile phone emitted no light at all, and the battery had long been removed by her and placed aside

As the two began to engage in a physical confrontation, the man with the square face could no longer contain himself. A flash of astonishment crossed his sharp eyes, as he had not anticipated that the opponent possessed such formidable skills. Her agility was almost inhuman, as if she were as light as a bird, and her speed was astonishing. The force with which she struck was comparable to that of a thousand-pound boulder. Although her moves were peculiar, the fact that her frail frame could send her companion flying made it clear to him in an instant that the young woman before him was not to be underestimated

Regaining her senses, she placed her phone and battery into the fabric pouch that Xiao Qing had sewn for her, her dim and lonely eyes gazing at a small handgun beside her

Compared to her, one should also consider which group she belongs to

A loud bang echoed as the door slammed shut

Both of these items came with her during the crossing, they cannot be exposed to light, and must be kept hidden. They should not be wasted unless absolutely necessary, as these bullets cannot be purchased with money.

Now, she is looking for a safe place to take her precious one. She asks for nothing else but to survive. As long as she survives, she will have a chance to return to the place she once knew, even if the opportunity is slim. However, as long as she lives another day, the chances will increase by one more day

With just one move, this woman rendered Zhang Sheng, who had been through countless battles and had killed innumerable enemies, completely powerless to even rise. She is... somewhat inhuman!

The only thing she can do, apart from painfully forgetting the past and struggling to soothe her own mind, is that she truly does not know what else she can do, how to navigate the road ahead, and where her future truly lies

Her aimless limbs, in the eyes of another man lying on the ground, resembled neither a person nor a woman; they were akin to a possessed mad figure.

Unable to repay hatred, unable to vent resentment, unable to express grievances, unable to articulate blame

In this society, it is not shameful for many to bully the few; there are too many skilled individuals, and some women are absolutely not inferior to men in their abilities

Glancing at his companion on the ground, who was covering his face and groaning softly, the square-faced man no longer hesitated, drew the short sword hidden in his boot, and advanced accordingly

When she realized that she had traveled through time, she resolutely removed the battery from her phone. She understood that this place had no electricity and no means to recharge. This phone contained her emotional attachments, representing her beautiful past, and within it were memories of the man she had once deeply loved. She dared not turn it on, fearing that if the battery ran out, she would never again see the man who had once loved her but also betrayed her.

Seeing that her opponent had resorted to using weapons, Ye Sha naturally did not dare to underestimate him. She executed several agile backward flips to stabilize her position. With her nimble and swift movements, she leaped again towards the man with the square face, skillfully evading his attacks. Aiming precisely, she clamped her legs tightly around his neck, her body twisting gracefully in mid-air. With powerful legs, she forcefully and steadily brought him down to the ground. These several high-difficulty maneuvers were completed in one go, as simple as eating or drinking, without a single drop of sweat breaking out. As she landed, she quickly sprang back up, taking advantage of the man's large and muscular body, which was still unprepared. She charged fiercely, targeting him again, using both hands and feet to kick and strike the robust man on the ground, treating him as if she were practicing on a sandbag or a wooden post. Besides being fierce and heavy, her attacks were also fast, leaving him no opportunity to retaliate.

One by one, she laid out the things she had hidden on the bed, accompanied by the flickering and dim candlelight. In Ye Sha's cold and clear eyes, a gradual blur began to form. Her delicate hands picked up a white phone adorned with diamonds, and she sat motionless at the edge of the bed, her gaze losing focus as if she were intently observing the object in her hand. Yet, that heavy atmosphere felt like a soulless body, clearly in the oppressive summer, but the room was chilling as if it had reached the brink of hell. The indistinct form seemed trapped, unable to return to its spirit for a long time.

Had they known it would turn out this way, they should have brought more personnel with them

This place seems uninhabitable. Two came today; who knows how many will come tomorrow

I warn you, the farther you stay away from me, the better. Do not let me see you again! Go back and tell that worthless prince of yours that I have never returned what I wanted. If he wants the jade pendant, he should bring a few million taels of silver; otherwise, I will grind the jade pendant into powder to feed the pigs, and it will be impossible for me to give it to him!

Only five bullets remained inside. She understood how precious this item was in society. Without the protection of her brothers and the care of loyal subordinates, this item might very well become her guardian in the future

No longer willing to pay attention to those two, Yesha finally felt relieved as she clapped her hands and prepared to continue enjoying her refreshing bath

She does not know when she will be able to return to her original society, nor does she know if she will have the opportunity to see him again in this lifetime. Currently, she can be said to be at her wit's end, with nowhere to turn. Her heart is filled with too much resentment, too much sorrow, and too much anger, yet in this unfamiliar land, she feels utterly powerless.

With a cold smirk, she raised her sleeve and grabbed the man with a square face by the chest. Then, as if she were tossing a garbage bag, she forcefully threw him out the door, all while the terrified gazes of the two onlookers were fixed on her as she effortlessly hurled the burly man away.

Her disheveled long hair spread wildly, swinging wildly with her movements. Her bright eyes were filled with hostility and coldness, and her already dark face appeared terrifyingly cold and shadowy as if possessed by a ghost. Each kick struck fiercely and swiftly at the opponent's abdomen, while her tightly clenched fists ruthlessly smashed down onto their head

It has been a long time since I last fought, and it is truly exhausting. It seems that the life of a slacker is not necessarily a good thing. If I continue to be lazy like this, sooner or later, I will be cooked by someone else.