Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Chapter 14: Are You a Devil?!

In a remote alley on the opposite side of the street, Feng Jue was surrounded by a group of people.

"Kid, how dare you reject Eldest Miss? Are you tired of living?"

"Brother Long, why are you talking so much to him? Let's teach this kid a life lesson before capturing him to serve Eldest Miss!"

Feng Jue was surrounded in the middle and his head was lowered. His hair was slightly covering his eyes and a trace of coldness flashed past his eyes.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you touch my people?"

The voice was gentle and smiling.

Everyone turned around in unison and saw a soft and weak little beauty.

"Who are you?"

"Miss likes him. Little girl, you'd better mind your own business." Brother Long sneered.

"Brother Long, this chick is pretty good-looking!" A man lecherously watched Gu Yang walk towards him and even reached out to touch her.

Feng Jue's gaze on the man instantly turned cold as though he was looking at a dead person. The aura around him instantly became agitated, like a wild beast that had gone berserk.

However, before he could make a move, Gu Yang threw the man over her shoulder onto the ground and ruthlessly stepped on his fingers.

"Ah—" The man cried out in agony when he felt the excruciating pain in his fingers.

This miserable cry instantly made the other men stop looking nosily and surrounded Gu Yang.

A few minutes later, Brother Long and the others lay on the ground, holding their fingers that were hurting from being stepped on and screaming.

Gu Yang glanced at them. Trash!

Before she transmigrated, she was the daughter of a top-notch wealthy family. Although she had many bodyguards by her side, her family still threw her into the special forces for more than a year to let her have the ability to protect herself.

At that time, she complained that it was tiring and did everything she could to avoid taking those courses. Later on, she realized that it was indeed convenient to know martial arts. If she met someone she didn't like, she would hit them directly.

Feng Jue looked at Gu Yang who was still in a daze. When he saw her walk over, he became as docile as a tamed beast. His voice was gentle and clean, "Big Sister, are you alright?"

Gu Yang tiptoed and reached out to touch his head, smiling gently. "It's fine, I'll protect you."

Feng Jue looked at Gu Yang quietly, something seemed to be stirring in his eyes.

At this moment, the police car arrived. When the police saw the people lying in the alley crying in pain and Gu Yang and Feng Jue standing there, they were stunned. "Who called the police?"

Gu Yang pointed at the person on the ground and said weakly, "I called the police. They provoked trouble and casually beat someone up."

The people lying on the ground were speechless.

F*ck! Was she the devil?! She actually called the police! Did we beat you up? Isn't it obvious who hit who?

The police officers were also a little suspicious, but looking at the soft and weak Gu Yang and the thin Feng Jue, they felt that they were more like victims.

Then, they looked at the burly men on the ground. When they got a close look at them, their expressions changed. "So it's you! You've just come out of the detention center and you're out bullying people again!"

Gu Yang clicked her tongue. He even had a criminal record.

Brother Long and the rest panicked and pointed at Gu Yang. "No, can't you see that we're all lying on the ground? She was the one who provoked us!"

The police officers glanced at the weak and vulnerable Gu Yang, and their gazes toward Brother Long became even more disdainful. "You're still slandering this young lady for hitting you?"

If they said it was the young man, it might be more believable.

Brother Long and the others went speechless.

"Even if they hit you, it was self-defense," one of the cops said, hitting the nail on the head.

"Yes! I have evidence!" Gu Yang nodded and took out her phone to turn on the recording. It was the conversation she had heard at the entrance of the alley.