Chapter 167: Crossing Swords with the Tomboy

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Crossing Swords with the Tomboy

It wasn’t that Lin Anning didn’t want to move, but that she simply couldn’t.

It was as if she’d suddenly lost all her strength. She knew perfectly well that Wang Chenning was taking advantage of her, yet she couldn’t move her arms and legs, nor could she speak.

Fear surged through her like a tidal wave.

She knew this was Wang Chenning’s doing.

The man’s medical skills were incredible, and his martial arts were formidable. He had likely used some kind of pressure point technique to immobilize her...

To be taken advantage of by Wang Chenning in front of so many of her friends and "dates"—and be utterly powerless to stop him—filled her with a murderous rage.

"Get out, all of you!" Wang Chenning roared again at the dumbstruck women. "Don’t get in the way of Miss Lin and me having our fun!"

Lin Anning’s expression was terrifying. Her friends and "dates" were frightened out of their wits, completely at a loss for what to do.

Wang Chenning then grabbed the woman who had been sitting on Lin Anning’s other side and tossed her toward the door.

The woman sailed through the air, so scared she went limp. She collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

The others were terrified all over again. A girl standing near the door saw her chance, yanked it open, and fled.

The rest of them also bolted.

The girl with the smoky-eye makeup was in such a hurry that she collided with another girl, and they both went down with a shriek.

But they scrambled back to their feet and immediately bolted from the private room, not even checking if they were hurt or if their clothes were dirtied or disheveled.

Wang Chenning called Zheng Qiuhang and told her to gather the women who had just run out, take them to another private suite, and make sure not a single one of them left.

Once he had driven the women out, Wang Chenning finally released Lin Anning from her paralysis.

"So, Miss Lin, how should we play next?" Wang Chenning said with a wide grin, looking at Lin Anning, whose face was contorted with rage. "You seem to know how to have a good time. Why don’t you teach me a thing or two?"

Lin Anning realized she could move her limbs again. She opened her mouth and found she could speak. The first words out were a threat, "Wang Chenning, you bastard! Don’t think I won’t kill you!"

"That’s just something women say when they’re angry," Wang Chenning said, still grinning from ear to ear. "If you’re going to dress up like a man to pick up women, at least try to act the part. Don’t be such a sissy!"

Lin Anning’s expression grew even colder. She enunciated every syllable, "You touched me. I swear I will chop off that filthy hand of yours."

"All flat-chested and no brains, I see!" Wang Chenning said, looking at Lin Anning with contempt. "You call me over to ’play,’ and I thought you’d have some tricks up your sleeve. But it turns out you’ve got nothing but hysterical screaming. I really overestimated you!"

"What did you just say!" Being called flat-chested and brainless made Lin Anning so angry she nearly leaped to her feet. She took a deep breath, then gritted out another threat. "Oh, I’ll ’play’ with you, all right. The day you fall into my hands, the first thing I’ll do is chop off that filthy hand and that disgusting ’thing’ of yours and feed them to the dogs. I’ll make you spend the rest of your life wishing you were dead!"

"Anyone can talk big." Wang Chenning’s smile never faded. He crossed his arms, looking Lin Anning up and down before speaking as if he’d made a grand discovery. "I know why you like dressing like a man. It’s because you’re... underdeveloped, isn’t it? I guessed as much the other day when you came looking for me. But don’t you worry. If you want, I can help you with a... second growth spurt. I guarantee I can give you the pride of a woman!"

"You pervert! Go to hell!" Furious beyond words, Lin Anning couldn’t hold back any longer. She swung her long leg straight at Wang Chenning’s face.

Lin Anning had studied Taekwondo since she was a child and was a 9th-dan black belt. She knew Wang Chenning was a skilled fighter, but she was too blinded by rage to care. She attacked.

Lin Anning was quite tall, at least 1.75 meters, making her the tallest woman Wang Chenning had met since arriving in Yanjing.

She had very long legs, and today she was wearing leather pants and boots. Her kick was swift, her leg whistling through the air.

"Well now, looks like I underestimated you!" Wang Chenning quipped with a laugh. He didn’t dodge. Instead, he moved forward and effortlessly caught her long leg mid-kick.

"Nice legs!" After catching her leg, Wang Chenning gave it a couple of casual strokes, praising her with a straight face. "With a build like this, it’s actually hard to tell you’re not a man. If you dressed as a woman, people might have their doubts. After all, you’re so... poorly developed!"

Her kick had missed, her leg was caught, and now she was being mocked again. Lin Anning was about to explode with rage.

"You pervert! Die!" After struggling in vain to free her leg, she launched a vicious elbow strike at him.

At such close range, and with such a swift attack, she was confident she could leave him with a bloody nose and a swollen face.

But to her surprise, Wang Chenning caught her arm as well.

"Why is a nice young lady like you so violent?" Wang Chenning pinned her striking arm against her own captured leg, his grin never wavering. "Wouldn’t you be cuter if you were a bit more gentle?"

"Let me go!" With one arm and one leg pinned by Wang Chenning, the prolonged physical contact was starting to make Lin Anning panic. "You pervert, let go of me now!"

Wang Chenning did as she asked, releasing her with a gentle push that sent her sitting on the sofa. He crossed his arms again and looked down at her. "Looks like I really did overestimate you, Miss Lin. I thought you had more tricks up your sleeve."

"Go to hell!" Lin Anning shot up again, aiming a kick straight at Wang Chenning’s groin.

This time, she took full advantage of her unusual flexibility, launching herself into a kick right from her seated position on the sofa.

’No matter how skilled he is,’ she thought, ’he’ll never expect a sneak attack from a sitting position.’

Alas, the dream was beautiful, but reality was cruel.

With a dull THUD of body hitting body, she found herself completely wrapped in Wang Chenning’s arms.

He had caught both her kicking leg and her standing leg, one in each hand, causing her to fall directly into his chest.

As she struggled instinctively, Wang Chenning’s hand shot out and flicked a sensitive spot. A shiver ran through her, and all the strength instantly drained from her body. She went completely limp in his arms.

"No need to throw yourself at me so desperately, is there?" Wang Chenning chuckled, giving her waist a squeeze.

Lin Anning couldn’t help but cry out. Her struggles ceased instantly, and her body went limp against his once more.

Wang Chenning shifted his grip, pinning both her hands behind her back. He then cupped her bottom, holding her flush against him, face to face.

Humiliated and so furious she could have stabbed him, Lin Anning struggled a few more times to no avail. Then, she suddenly opened her mouth and tried to bite his face.

Wang Chenning’s reflexes were far quicker; he dodged instantly.

As their heads brushed past each other, he playfully bit down on her earlobe, applying just a little pressure.

Lin Anning’s entire body trembled. All her strength vanished completely, and she collapsed against him once more...