Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 134 Take Me Back to the Ming Family

"But..." The other man was still hesitant and did not dare to express his opinion formally.

"But what? Don't hesitate. There are only two choices now. One is to sell it ourselves, and the other is to hand it back, and then they will kill us and sell it!"

The other man lowered his head and thought for about a minute. The dark-skinned man did not seem to want to urge him. He had already made up his mind and was just waiting for his accomplice to express his opinion.

"In that case, why not give it a try? You decide who to sell it to? We must deal with this problem as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a hot potato!" Another man frowned, holding the briefcase in his hand nervously.

Meng Zhiling raised the corner of her mouth. It seemed that there must be something in the bag, which made them so careful.

"I don't know. Let's try to contact a few Asian countries first, especially those that have conflicts with the United States!" The black man also frowned and his voice became smaller and smaller.

However, this was not a problem at all for Meng Zhiling.

"How about giving it to me, you two?" Meng Zhiling turned her chair, smiled slightly, and asked in pure Italian.

The evil smile on the corner of his mouth was like a beautiful devil, laughing at them.

When the two heard this, their faces immediately became serious and alert, and murderous aura filled the entire cafe.

"Miss, I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy it even if I give it to you!" The black man narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly trying to figure out Meng Zhiling's ability.

Being able to hear their conversation in such a low voice without showing any emotion, she must not be an ordinary person. However, they were helpless in not being able to tell her attributes and level, which made the two of them inexplicably panic.

"Haha, there is nothing in this world that I can't handle!" Meng Zhiling sneered, completely enraging the two men.

"Let's go, it's better to have less trouble than more." Another man said cautiously. After all, it was not convenient to fight in such an occasion. He saw that the waiter was about to call security.

"Little girl, uncle gives you a piece of advice: don't be too arrogant. We won't play with you today." The black man said to Meng Zhiling with disdain.

He grabbed his briefcase and left.

The waiter next to him watched the "war" end like this, and gradually let go of the hand holding the phone.

"Is it really okay if we let the girl go like this?" The cautious man said anxiously as the elevator to the underground parking garage opened.

"What could happen? She's just a little girl. What are you afraid of her doing?" The black man was quite brave and didn't take this little thing to heart.

The cautious man nodded, looked around, and walked towards his car.

"Hi, you two, have you made up your mind? Will you give it to me or not?" The black man just opened the car door, and Meng Zhiling was sitting in the driver's seat, waving her hand comfortably.

This move was mainly to put psychological pressure on them. After all, she was afraid that relying on her own abilities to fight against two earth-level people would not be worth the loss.

"You..." The black man just made a sound when he was knocked back several steps by Meng Zhiling's palm.

Only by taking the initiative and controlling one first can she be sure of winning.

Immediately afterwards, before the black man could fully react, Meng Zhiling took advantage of the situation and scatter dense ice needles at him, leaving the black man with no ability to fight back.

With a raise of his other hand, the briefcase in the black man's hand whooshed into Meng Zhiling's hand, and then was quickly stuffed into the space by Meng Zhiling.

At this time, the cautious man also started to attack, swung a long whip, and Meng Zhiling had to stop attacking the black man and dodge away. The whip hit a car nearby, and the car was instantly split into two halves. The scene was like a TV special effect.

"Little girl, give the things back!" The black man also resolved all of Meng Zhiling's attacks. A long sword appeared in his hand and stabbed it in the air. The sword energy went straight to Meng Zhiling's eyebrows.

Meng Zhiling flew up and faced the challenge, but when she was about to get close to the sword energy, a barrier appeared in front of her, blocking all the attacking forces, and Meng Zhiling was unharmed.

But he also began to feel anxious. The two opponents were both psychics who were good at attacking. One was of the wood element, the other of the gold element. They worked together perfectly. It might be a bit difficult to subdue them in a short time.

"Little girl, hand over your bag obediently, and I might consider not killing you. Don't let us use force!" The black man looked at Meng Zhiling dangerously, his eyes wide open, like a tiger looking at a rabbit, determined to get it.

"Oh, that's so funny. Weren't you already getting violent? Do you think I was just playing house with you?" Meng Zhiling snorted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands moved at the same time, and Meng Zhiling's figure could no longer be seen in the overwhelming icy needles.

"Ah..." With the man's scream, Meng Zhiling appeared behind the black man, her hand transformed into a long sword, piercing straight through the black man's heart.

With a pull of his hand, the black man fell down quickly.

The cautious man saw this and thought something was wrong, so he wanted to run away.

Meng Zhiling stretched out her hand and his body was sucked over. Although it was extremely difficult to control a person with high-level psychics, the cautious man had not used any psychic powers at all when he was escaping, so Meng Zhiling succeeded naturally and easily.

"Who are you?" The cautious man reacted quickly, rolled over, broke free from Meng Zhiling's control, and looked at her angrily.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is my purpose, isn't it?" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows and saw that he had no intention of escaping again, so she chatted with him for a few words.

"Don't even think about it!" The cautious man took the initiative this time and whipped out with a whip, but Meng Zhiling was nowhere to be seen.

He was spinning around in fear, watching the white shadow spinning rapidly above his head, with no chance to attack at all.

Meng Zhiling seized the opportunity and used the same method. A transparent sword pierced straight into his forehead and into his body.

Until the cautious man's body fell down, you could see that his eyes were wide open and full of panic.

Meng Zhiling picked up the briefcase, put it back into the space, clapped her hands, and left with satisfaction.

When we returned to the hotel, it was already evening.

"Zhi Ling!" As soon as Meng Zhi Ling entered the hall, she saw Ming Yi sitting on the sofa. When he saw her, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He swore that he had not investigated where she lived and had not waited for her here on purpose.

"You're quite good at finding it!" Meng Zhiling sneered and walked towards him.

Ming Yi smiled bitterly, knowing that she would definitely misunderstand. It was indeed a surprise and unexpected to meet her here, but he didn't want to explain.

"When are you going back?" Ming Yi looked at her with loving eyes, which made Meng Zhiling feel pressured.

"I don't know!" Although he sat down, he answered impatiently.

"I'm going back tomorrow morning. Do you want to come with me?" Ming Yi knew that she was a little disgusted with him now, but he still tried to find something to talk about. He just wanted to spend more time with her.

To make up for so many years of separation.

"Oh!" Meng Zhiling replied, and the atmosphere of the conversation was a bit awkward.

"Third Uncle, yes, it was her. She was the one who beat me!" When the two of them didn't know what to say, Ming Jian was supported by someone and walked into the hall. When he saw Meng Zhiling, his eyes were filled with fear and anger.

Meng Zhiling looked at Ming Jian, who was wrapped like a mummy. His originally thin body was now swollen, and he reeked of alcohol, which made both of them frown.

"Ming Jian, don't be rude!" Ming Yi frowned and tried to pretend not to know him.

"Uncle San, why are you speaking for outsiders? Isn't she just a woman? I can find you whatever you want." Ming Jian said excitedly.

He wanted to provoke Mingjian's anger and help him get revenge.

"Pa..." A loud and crisp applause rang out again.

Ming Jian covered his face with his hands and looked at Ming Yi aggrievedly.

"Ming Jian, don't call me Third Uncle from now on. If you do this again, believe it or not, I will make you no longer have the surname Ming?" Ming Yi glared at him, suppressing his anger, otherwise, he would have wanted to kill him.

"Uncle Three!"

"roll!"

Ming Yi roared with a dark face.

Meng Zhiling crossed her legs, leaned back on the sofa, and watched Ming Jian looking for a fight leisurely.

This time she doesn't need to do it herself, Ming Yi will naturally help her.

It seems that what the outside world said about Mr. Ming San being heartless was indeed true.

Ming Jian's face turned pale, and he had to cover his face and return to the room with the help of others.

He knew what kind of person his third uncle was, and he would definitely do what he said. If one day, his surname was really not Ming, then he would have nothing and would be worse than a beggar.

"I apologize to you on behalf of Mingjian. I hope I didn't disturb your mood!" Ming Yi said gentlemanly after Mingjian left.

"Haha, if apologies are useful, why do we need laws and police in this world?" Meng Zhiling sneered and raised her eyebrows.

"Zhi Ling, Ming Jian is not a bad person by nature, he's just spoiled!" Ming Yi spoke about family matters like an ordinary elder.

"Yeah, they're spoiled. Children who are pampered by others are different!"

Meng Zhiling said sarcastically, with a barely perceptible hint of sourness in her tone.

"I'm sorry!" Ming Yi looked at Meng Zhiling apologetically and said with heartache.

He understood her feelings, just as he had understood Mingzhu's feelings over the years.

"You don't have to say sorry." Meng Zhiling was like a little girl, holding back her anger.

"Take me back to the Ming family!" The two were silent for a long time. Meng Zhiling looked up and said softly.

"What?" Meng Zhiling paused for several seconds before Ming Yi reacted. He thought he had misheard and was hallucinating.

"Take me back to the Ming family!" Meng Zhiling nodded and said firmly.

"Are you serious?" Ming Yi frowned. His first reaction after hearing what she said was happiness, but it only lasted for three seconds. What followed was melancholy and worry.

"Do you think I've been joking with you while sitting here?" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows, looking defiant.

"No, I'm just worried about your motives and purpose for returning to the Ming family!"

Ming Yi looked into her eyes seriously, trying to read her thoughts into his own mind.

"Since you're worried, why bother asking about my motives and goals? It's whatever you want in your heart. If you're willing to agree, then agree. If not, I'll still achieve my goal!"

Meng Zhiling looked at Ming Yi and said seriously and harshly.