The Genius System Without Equal

Chapter 402: Crazy Woman

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

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Aroused, Fu Yiren wantonly tore the shirt off Xiao Luo, lewdly ogling his body as she did so. Xiao Luo didn’t have a well-build frame, but his body was lean and well-conditioned with a beautifully defined muscle tone.

“Lady Poison, please, you don’t want to continue doing this…”

“We are a match made in heaven—if you are the Adam of God’s creation, then I’ll be the Eve that he created from one of your ribs. Mie, our fate is destined by the Heavens… do not resist it.”

Huh? Xiao Luo cringed at her words, unsure exactly what kind of drivel was she prattling about!

Xiao Luo calmed his mind as he kept his focus on his acupoint and made an effort to release them from Fu Yiren’s pressure point technique.

Fu Yiren intertwined herself with Xiao Luo’s body, slithering intimately like a copulating serpent, then gently pushed him down on the sofa and her lustful hands began to unfasten his belt. Incredibly, she was reversing rapist and victim roles, as the situation here was that it was the girl who was attempting to rape the overlord!

BOOM!

Suddenly, Xiao Luo managed to unlock the acupoints that were sealed by Fu Yiren. A burst of internal force surged out from Xiao Luo like a raging storm. Fu Yiren, who was entirely unprepared for this, was knocked back, painfully crashing onto the living room floor. She tried to pick herself up, but she coughed a mouthful of blood.

As she focused her vision, she could see that Xiao Luo had already freed himself and stood up, looking at her with his hands casually behind his back.

“You… you released your acupoint yourself…?”

Fu Yiren stared at Xiao Luo in disbelief, for she had great confidence in her abilities, and she knew that her acupressure skills were formidable. She had once experimented with her technique, where she attacked the acupoints of her opponent, a martial artist, and raised his body temperature to an extreme. His body literally lit up, and the end, the martial artist, succumbed without even moving. This was enough to show the level of her prowess in carrying out acupoint attacks, which was even more effective than binding someone up using a rope. But here, Xiao Luo managed to release his acupoint himself, and Fu Yiren was just unable to understand how he could have achieved the feat this quickly.

Before Fu Yiren could react, Xiao Luo appeared before her like a phantom and kicked her in the abdomen. In his mocking eyes, she could see that he recognized her confusion.

BOOM!

A muffled grunt followed the sickening sound of a heavy thud as Fu Yiren was blown back some two to three meters along the floor, and only stopped after colliding with the living room wall. The pain she felt in her abdomen was unimaginable, feeling like an electric drill was wreaking havoc within it. The striking beauty left her face, distorted and replaced by the agony of pain.

Xiao Luo stalked up to her once again, and as he stared at her with no sympathy, he said, “This is a just a little punishment for sneaking up at me. If this happens again, I will kill you!”

A murderous aura emanated from Xiao Luo as he spoke, and it caused Fu Yiren to shudder uncontrollably in fear.

Fu Yiren struggled as she picked herself up from the floor. Despite the traces of blood at the corner of her mouth, Fu Yiren’s beauty was still undiminished, though she looked somewhat pitiful. “Mie, if I sneak up on you again, could you really bear to kill me?” she said.

“Try it, and you’ll find out!” Xiao Luo retorted.

A great sadness filled Fu Yiren’s broken heart, for when she saw Xiao Luo at the NSA’s headquarters, she fell in love with him at first sight. But Xiao Luo did not respond and showed no sympathy to her plight—even if she was the fearsome Lady Poison of the NSA, she had feelings. Her heart was like any woman’s, and she was deeply hurt.

“I’m not going to try.”

Fu Yiren responded, as she dejectedly put on her clothes and made to leave.

“I’m warning you, do not do anything to harm Su Li; otherwise, I won’t let you go!”

Xiao Luo’s threat came just when Fu Yiren reached the door, and she paused for a moment as her heart was once again mauled callously. Her situation was no different from a young girl trying to show her love to the boy she liked, but instead, what she got was the boy’s rejection and warning.

Bitterly, she turned around and said, “Mie, we are both members of the NSA. Do you think I will actually kill the innocent?”

Xiao Luo was taken aback as he met her gaze. Suddenly, he felt inexplicably guilty, his eyes softened, and his gaze dropped to the floor. When he looked up at the door again, he only saw it slightly ajar, and Fu Yiren had disappeared, leaving a faint, lingering fragrance in the air.

“This is just crazy!”

Looking at the mess on the ground, Xiao Luo shook his head and sighed. He walked over and closed the door.

The episode cast a pall of gloom over Xiao Luo, and he chose not to regulate his breath anymore. He decided to just allow the internal injury to recover gradually. He walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and rinsed his whole body. He frowned when he saw a few hickeys on his neck and lipstick marks on his face through the mirror.

He felt very dispirited, and having almost being raped by a girl just made him feel tainted.

Suddenly, the phone he had placed on the sink rang. He took a glance and saw that it was from Zhang Dashan. He turned off the faucet and answered the call.

“Oi, what happened today? You fired a store manager by the name of Lee Yueze and then hired him again. What the hell were you doing?” Zhang Dashan’s booming voice came through the phone speaker.

Xiao Luo was not in the mood for banter just then, and when he heard that, his immediate riposte was to say, “With your IQ, it’s kinda difficult for me to explain it to you.”

“What the p***k? We haven’t chatted for so long, and you have to flame me on such a rare occasion. What happened? Got raped by a woman?” Zhang Dashan shot back.

Zhang Dashan had inadvertently struck on a raw nerve, for he had no idea what had just happened to Xiao Luo; but the latter, having almost been such a victim, was not in the best of moods and did not take kindly to the jest.

“F**k off!”

Reacting poorly, Xiao Luo hung up the call without a further word. Had Zhang Dashan been at the front door that moment, there was no doubt that he would’ve greeted him with a kick.

When the line was cut, Zhang Dashan, calling from Jiangcheng, looked at his phone and was dumbfounded. He scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself, “What the heck, has Lao Xiao eaten a bomb or something?”

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The next morning, Su Xiaobei called Xiao Luo for breakfast, and he cheerfully carried her as they left for Su Li’s apartment.

Su Li didn’t have a bite and waited for Xiao Luo to arrive before digging in.

Xiao Luo placed Su Xiaobei in her high chair then walked over to Su Li’s side. He coughed drily before saying, “Didn’t you say that you wanted to learn how to make vegetable taro paste?”

Su Li raised her head, and there was a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes. “It’s morning now,” she said.

Su Li had assumed that the dish was something eaten at noon or in the evening, and it was now the time for breakfast.

Xiao Luo shook his head and replied, “Vegetable taro paste is usually eaten in the morning and goes perfectly with steamed eggs and chili with soy sauce.”

“Then eaten with milk and bread?” Su Li asked, giving Xiao Luo a dubious look.

“No, with rice, it’s a side dish,” Xiao Luo said.

Su Li looked at him incredulously and said, “Huh, can rice be eaten at breakfast?”

This was the first time in her life that she had heard someone suggesting having rice for breakfast.

“In my hometown, it’s common to have rice for breakfast.”

Xiao Luo replied with a nod as the breakfast he had back home regularly consisted of rice and some side dishes; it was rarely bread, noodles, or anything else. This was especially so during his childhood when there weren’t many shops offering breakfast in rural areas. Every morning, his grandfather and grandmother would get up early to cook, and the dish they ate the most were vegetable taro paste and steamed eggs.

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