One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

The moment the golden laser beam passed before their eyes, Xu San and the other employees of NaDuTong all turned around, with only one thought in their minds.

Lanzi, didn't we agree not to bomb us?

Jiang Bailan: "It's not that I missed, believe me, my skills are top-notch!"

Compared to the others from the All-Knowing group, Gao Ning's current condition is not good. He desperately wanted to ask for help, but apart from feeling the gushing blood in his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

The attack was so fast that he barely noticed it before it pierced his chest, leaving him no time to react.

An extraordinary person, an extraordinary person, is still just a human being!

Even someone with the strength of Lei Yanpao Gao Ning is not immune to the pain and suffering of injuries.

"It's you……"

The smile that had been like that of Maitreya Buddha was completely gone from his face, which was now clutching his chest. His closed eyes finally remembered Jiang Bailan's appearance.

Jiang Bailan's laser beam was no fake; it was the genuine power of the Glint-Glint Fruit. The intense light not only pierced through the chest but also damaged the internal organs.

"Phew! Problem solved!"

Blowing away the non-existent gunpowder smoke from her fingers, Jiang Bailan was pleased that she was able to leave work on time.

Without Gao Ning's Twelve Labors Formation to stir everyone's hearts, Dou Mei was left to fend for herself. Relying solely on her own abilities, she was no match for the combined assault of Xu San and other company experts, and was quickly defeated.

"Quick! Call the company's healing-type superhumans and tell them to come here!"

Xu San arranged for his men to insert the acupuncture needles into Dou Mei, and then began to worry about Gao Ning's injuries. He only prayed that Jiang Bailan hadn't gone too far, because a living member of the Quanxing Four Madmen was far more valuable than a dead one.

Especially someone like Gao Ning, who holds considerable influence within the Quanxing sect, knows even more secrets.

However, Xu San didn't blame Jiang Bailan, since it was questionable whether he could have taken down Gao Ning without her.

"The kini is so beautiful~"

After answering Yanzi's call, Jiang Bailan said to Xu Si, "Fourth Brother, there's nothing else here, so I'll be leaving now!"

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll leave with you. We can take Bao Bao to find Zhang Chulan." After saying goodbye to Xu San and explaining Feng Bao Bao's situation, the two headed towards the intersection of the old town.

-

"Swallow, over here!"

The familiar white fur, the familiar purple color, the familiar Jeep—Jiang Bailan skillfully got into the car.

"Sand swift?"

"Xu Si?"

"What are you doing here?" X2

After getting in the car, Xu Si nudged Jiang Bailan with his elbow, his eyes seeming to say, "You're something else, Xiao Jiang!"

Jiang Bailan shook her head, her eyes replying, "It's not what you think."

Feng Shayan noticed their actions through the rearview mirror, but said nothing and started the car to leave.

-

After half an hour.

"It's all messed up, everything's messed up, Zhang Chulan ran away..."

The three of them stood in the Syrian-style villa, looking at Feng Baobao, who was lying on the sofa in her Na Du Tong work uniform, her eyes vacant and muttering to herself.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

This was the first time Feng Shayan had ever seen Feng Baobao like this. In his mind, she was the kind of carefree person who would never have such an expression.

"Hiss! Xiao Jiang, what do you think we should do now?"

Xu Si, seeing the baby like this, was also filled with heartache.

"Leave it to me!" Jiang Bailan said confidently as she walked to Feng Baobao's side. "Sister Baobao, if you want to find Zhang Chulan, come with me."

"Can we find Zhang Chulan... Jiang Bailan?"

Stopping her ramblings, Feng Baobao looked hopefully at Jiang Bailan in front of her.

"Sister Bao'er, you can rest assured that I'll handle things!"

"Little virgin, you've got him!"

"Uh-huh!"

Feng Baobao nodded vigorously and immediately stood up, following Jiang Bailan outside.

-

10 minute later.

In the city center, at a certain plaza.

Inside a women's clothing store on the first floor, three people are choosing an apology outfit for Feng Baobao.

Looking at Feng Baobao in her sailor uniform, with her hair in pigtails, exuding a seductive aura, Jiang Bailan shook his head, saying, "She doesn't even have black stockings, how can she possibly apologize?"

They immediately asked the waiter to change her into a more mature look: black stockings and a bodycon skirt.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the charming Feng Baobao, Xu Si suddenly felt that Zhang Chulan had gotten a good deal, and asked to change into a simpler set of clothes.

"This one!"

"This one!"

"Xu Si, your approach won't work, it's not appealing!"

"Xiao Jiang, I'm not trying to be mean, but I've seen more women than you've ever eaten dinner. How could I not know which one is more attractive?"

"Fourth Brother, while the other underlings may not be as good as you, they might not be in this area!"

"Bibi?"

"Then let's compete!"

In an instant, the well-informed Xu Si and Jiang Bailan started arguing, each drawing on all their life experience to dress up Feng Baobao.

Black stockings, white stockings, low-cut tops, uniforms, casual wear, mature women's styles, cute styles... a wide variety of styles, showcasing a constant stream of techniques.

It has to be said that Feng Baobao is a natural clothes hanger. With her perfect figure and long, straight, smooth black hair, she looks good in anything.

"You two perverts, that's enough!"

"Idiot, when dealing with a virgin like Zhang Chulan, the white moonlight is naturally the most lethal!"

Watching the two of them goofing around, Feng Shayan punched each of them in annoyance, then picked up the clothes she had chosen and handed them to the shop assistant.

A few minutes later, Feng Baobao, wearing a white dress and a white bowler hat, came out.

Looking at the innocent and pitiful Feng Baobao, Xu Si and Jiang Bailan exchanged a glance and suddenly felt that apologizing was too lenient on Zhang Chulan.

Xu Si: "How about I spend some money and hire someone to break Zhang Chulan's leg?"

Jiang Bailan: "No need, I'll go and break Zhang Chulan's three legs right now!"

-

At this moment, inside the Tianxia Group, Zhang Chulan was listening to Feng Zhenghao explain the Eight Extraordinary Techniques and the Jia Shen Rebellion to him when, for no apparent reason, he suddenly felt a chill and instinctively shivered.

“Zhang Chulan, and according to my investigation, they were fighting over eight powers that I had never heard of or seen before!”

"Firstly, there is the Qi Source Flow, which may have been controlled by your grandfather, Zhang Xilin!"

"Secondly, it is the Spirit Binding and Commanding technique that my grandfather, Feng Tianyang, possessed!"

"Therefore, Zhang Chulan, we are not unconnected. We are both successors of the eight people from back then, so we have reason to stand together and find out the truth of what happened back then!"

"You don't need to rush to answer my question. You can think about it for a few days before giving me an answer!" Feng Zhenghao, who had used the Spirit Binding Technique, said to Zhang Chulan, who was in shock.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the conference room door.

"President, Miss has returned with her people!"

One of the Tianxiahui cadres said that he felt a phantom pain in his face when he thought of Jiang Bailan, whom he had just seen.

Meanwhile, in the stairwell, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan led the three of them toward Feng Zhenghao. On the way, Jiang Bailan said to Feng Baobao, "Sister Baobao, don't forget what I taught you. Remember to go slowly and speak softly!"

"Uh-huh!"

Feng Baobao nodded vigorously.

Just as Zhang Chulan and Feng Zhenghao stepped out of the conference room, they saw a figure with a beautiful figure, wearing a white dress, running towards them with outstretched arms.

"Zhang~Chu~Lan~~~"