Rebirth and Revenge: The Young Lady is Actually a Top Killer

Ten o'clock in the morning, north of Shinliton.

Canaan Club.

"..." Zhou Shiyan wore a work jacket, jeans, and a white T-shirt with a 3:7 split back. To make the outfit harmonious, he even wore a silver snake bone chain. "Ayue, I think..."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

Beside him, Jiang Siyue, wearing a plaid jacket and overalls, a gray T-shirt and a side braid, grabbed his hand mercilessly, her tone calm but unyielding: "Don't worry, I'm here, I won't let you 'perform'."

Zhou Shiyan found the perfect moment to clasp her five fingers and put them in his pocket without saying a word: "You said the same thing last time, exactly the same!"

Jiang Siyue raised her eyebrows slightly, half believing and half doubting: "Really?"

Zhou Shiyan said weakly: "...No, I remembered it wrongly."

Jiang Siyue nodded in satisfaction: "It's okay. But next time you encounter a question, you must think carefully before answering, okay?"

Zhou Shiyan immediately responded obediently: "Okay, wife."

"That's right," Jiang Siyue was deeply relieved, so she rewarded him by continuing to hold his hand. "Let's go, let's finish early and leave work early. Don't you have an online meeting with the branch office at around 3 pm?"

Zhou Shiyan's tail was wagging rapidly, and he followed her to the clubhouse door with a smile: "Don't worry about that, Ah Yue's matter is the most important thing right now~"

Jiang Siyue chuckled, and suddenly squeezed his hand hard: "Shaopin."

Zhou Shiyan lost his composure instantly: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts, I was wrong, I was wrong... Hehe, you are worthy of being Ah Yue, you are really powerful!"

"?" Jiang Siyue stared at him in disbelief and finally gave up trying to communicate with the fool.

In front of the club, a man who looked like a foreman was chatting enthusiastically with several regular customers. After a while, he called his men to lead the way and let them pass.

Jiang Siyue followed closely behind him and came to the foreman. He asked directly in an international language, "Is the place open?"

The foreman's professional smile froze on his lips. He quickly took a look at the two unfamiliar faces in front of him and said, "Hello, ma'am. This is a private club. We only accept VIP guests with membership cards. You..."

Jiang Siyue asked indifferently, "Why did your Lord Leopard ask me to come to the rescue without even saying hello to his men?"

The foreman was stunned when he heard the word "Leopard Master" and then tentatively said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, please understand, this is the rule of our club."

"Besides, this rule was set by Master Leopard, so..."

Jiang Siyue knew that it was his duty to stop her, and there was no need to embarrass a worker, so she had to reveal her identity: "Then use your insider to tell him that 'Yu Meiren' has arrived."

"Let's see if he continues to let me wait here, or invites me in."

"Yu, Yu Yu...Yu Meiren?!" The foreman stuttered as he repeated the name, his expression suddenly changing.

Recently, a Southeast Asian man code-named "Butcher" came to their boxing ring. He was unstoppable as soon as he took the stage. In just a few days, he had defeated more than 30 opponents in a row.

His amazing record attracted many gamblers to place bets on him, which also forced them, as bookmakers, to continuously lower the odds.

But no dealer will allow such an uncontrollable "money-losing thing" to keep winning.

So the foreman knew that their Leopard Master would definitely find someone to take control when the time came.

But he never expected that the controller invited by Leopard this time was actually "Yu Meiren"!

——“Yu Meiren”, Chinese nationality, name, age, real appearance, etc. are all unknown.

All people in the circle know is that she has never lost in the 20 years since she entered the industry, and countless people who wanted to challenge her ended up either dead or disabled.

In other words, if the "butcher" is writing his own legend, then "Poppy" is the well-deserved legend itself.

Her name and deeds have long been spread throughout the underground world. She is recognized as the ceiling of combat power and a walking legend in the black boxing world.

Jiang Siyue saw the foreman tremblingly dial the internal line and report something to the person on the other end of the headset.

Three seconds later, he hung up the phone, bowed respectfully, and even switched to Chinese: "Sister Yu, I'm so sorry for offending you just now!"

"Master Leopard is already waiting for you in the field, please come in!"

Jiang Siyue nodded slightly, then pulled her hand out of Zhou Shiyan's pocket and asked, "This is my family member. Is it okay to bring him in?"

The foreman was so frightened that he couldn't breathe: "Yes, yes, no problem! Just have fun!"

Jiang Siyue: "Yes, thank you."

Foreman: "No, no, no, this is what we should do!"

Jiang Siyue didn't say anything else, just patted Zhou Shiyan, who immediately followed.

The two walked side by side into the club hall, and Zhou Shiyan suddenly said, "Ayue."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Siyue led him through the lobby and walked towards the inconspicuous carved elevator in the northwest corner with ease.

Zhou Shiyan's hand, hanging by his side, occasionally hooked her little finger and said slowly, "What do you mean by family?"

The waiter guarding the elevator had obviously received a notice. When he saw someone coming, he didn't ask anything and immediately bent down and pressed the secret button on the control panel.

"Ding!"

The elevator bell rang, but the wall next to it, decorated with a huge Venetian mirror, slid open silently.

A deeply hidden freight elevator gradually emerged.

The lights in the spacious elevator were cold white, and the air was filled with a faint mixed smell of blood and disinfectant.

The waiter quickly spread his hands and instructed: "Two, please."

The two walked into the elevator, and Jiang Siyue immediately slapped Zhou Shiyan on the back of his hand: "What do you mean?"

"...Why won't you let me hold your hand again..." The door slowly closed, and the elevator began to descend. Zhou Shiyan withdrew his hand in frustration, "Ayue has already admitted that I'm a family member, so family members are always..."

"Brother," Jiang Siyue said ruthlessly, looking straight ahead. However, the metal door reflected the corners of her mouth that raised, "What do you think it is?"

It was like a bolt of lightning striking from the sky. Zhou Shiyan's eyes widened in disbelief. "What?!"

Jiang Siyue looked at him innocently: "What? Do you still want to be my brother?"

"..." A small flame of resentment suddenly ignited in Zhou Shiyan's eyes, "Wife, there is no outsider here, so don't ask me questions even though you already know the answer..."

Jiang Siyue suppressed her laughter and flicked his forehead with her finger: "We are here to do business, not to play. Can you be more serious?"

Zhou Shiyan closed his eyes in pain and had to look away from her: "How can I be improper? It's clearly Ah Yue..."

Jiang Siyue asked sensitively: "Hmm?"

Zhou Shiyan was silenced in an instant.

The ride to the boxing ring took longer than expected, and there were no other signs in the elevator except for a red downward arrow on the display.

Until outside the car, there was a faint sound of screams and shouts like a tide, and the background music was so heavy that it made people's feet numb.

"Ding!"

The elevator stopped, the metal door slowly opened, and a heat wave accompanied by noise rushed towards us.

Not far away, there was a burly figure standing against the light, as if he was the boundary, isolating all the noise from the boxing ring.

The man was at least 188cm tall and wore a dark green shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms and a snake-shaped tattoo.

Seeing Jiang Siyue step out of the elevator, he immediately strode towards her: "My little beauty, long time no see."