Everyone in the Group is a Main Character, Except Me Who's the Villain

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two drivers each got into the driver’s seat of their respective cars, and one after another, they drove onto the highway, heading west, disappearing into the morning sun.

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Leaving Chengdu allowed him to distance himself from the struggle between the Protagonist and the Villain, while also clearing his mind and making him happy.

Therefore, Fang Ming chose to travel.

However, the struggle between the Protagonist and the Villain would not cease because of his departure.

On the evening of the same day that Fang Ming took everyone on a road trip along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, outside a KTV in the southern part of Chengdu, neon signs flickered with ambiguous light.

Zhou Yuan, clad in a yellow uniform, pulled two insulated boxes from a porsche. This was his last order of the night, to be delivered to Room 666 on the third floor of the KTV.

Since he had enough money, his only goal for delivering food was to get good reviews, because the items he could draw by accumulating a certain number of good reviews were far more valuable than the small amount of money he earned from deliveries.

Delivering takeout in a luxury car could increase attention and good review rates.

However, from the moment he agreed to be Jin Lingwei’s shield, his life was destined to be full of hardships. As he carried the insulated boxes down the corridor outside the elevator, two men appeared at opposite ends of the corridor.

The leader was none other than Old Sun, whom they had seen yesterday at the Kempinski. He wore a grey short-sleeved shirt, lean and capable, standing there like a rooted piece of wood.

“Kid, we’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Zhou Yuan’s pupils contracted slightly. He put down the insulated boxes and warily watched the four people.

Ding!

The elevator door behind him opened, and two more people walked out. A total of six people completely blocked all his escape routes, and the surrounding onlookers were also cleared out by them.

“Zhao Ruilong sent you?”

“Don’t misunderstand, we just think you’re too arrogant and want to spar with you.”

After Old Sun finished speaking, he directly gave a look to his subordinates: “Come on, let’s loosen up this brother’s bones.”

Although Zhou Yuan was not weak, two of Old Sun’s five subordinates were Cultivators, and both were Mid-Stage Dark Energy.

Against five, Zhou Yuan was no match.

Bang!

In the chaos, Zhou Yuan took a punch, sliding back half a meter and hitting his back against the wall. He grunted, his chest churning with surging blood, and a metallic taste filled his throat.

“You’re also a Cultivator?”

Seeing Zhou Yuan take a solid punch from his subordinate and still not lose his fighting ability, Old Sun narrowed his eyes: “No wonder you’re so arrogant, but meeting me, consider yourself unlucky, kid.”

“What are you doing?”

Just as Old Sun was about to have his subordinates completely cripple Zhou Yuan, a cold female voice echoed from the corridor behind them.

Everyone turned their heads.

They saw a woman standing in the middle of the corridor, wearing a simple black T-shirt and jeans, with stern eyebrows and eyes, and carrying a cake box in her left hand.

She walked closer and surveyed the scene.

“Intentionally hurting someone in broad daylight??”

Old Sun narrowed his eyes, staring at the woman: “Beauty, this is our private matter. I advise you not to meddle.”

“You beat someone up like this and call it a private matter?”

The woman’s anger surged. She directly pulled a badge from her jeans’ back pocket: “Get out of here, or I’ll arrest all of you.”

Seeing the woman’s identification, Old Sun’s pupils sharply contracted.

“Criminal Police... Ji Ling霜?”