Seven-character regulated poem

Chapter 514: Strong Survival Instinct

Chapter 514: Chapter 514: Strong Survival Instinct


A few minutes later, the previously swaggering muscle men were all lying on the ground, each with a face of disbelief.


How is this completely different from the promised storyline?


But getting beaten up wasn’t enough; July Quinn was now wielding a water pipe, going around "greeting" each of them.


"Instant noodles are so delicious. Why would you just knock them over?"


Red tight vest guy, face full of misery: "Spare me, heroine, I had no choice, you ignored us!"


If he had known that knocking over instant noodles would bring such serious consequences, he would never have dared to do it.


But this kind of answer clearly couldn’t satisfy July Quinn, so his legs were hit twice with the swinging water pipe.


The sound was exceptionally crisp and pleasant, yet made the man faint directly.


After seeing the fate of red tight vest guy, the others faced July Quinn’s "greetings" with more care.


Unfortunately, their answers still couldn’t satisfy July Quinn, so they continued to take a beating.


Until the last guy, before July Quinn could "greet" him, he promptly said, "In the future, I will absolutely reform, never waste food, and will treat instant noodles well. I beg the goddess to spare my worthless life."


Hmm, while his brothers were repeatedly getting beaten and fainting, he very anxiously racked his brain to come up with this answer.


But little did he know, July Quinn said, "That’s not what I want to ask."


"Then what?" The underling, scared with tears and snot all over his face.


"Do you know who asked you to trouble me?"


Under the streetlight, July Quinn’s eyes grew increasingly bright and seductive.


But the underling gazing at those captivating eyes felt weak, helpless, and especially panicked: "It was our boss doing business with the other party. I only heard him say the person’s last name is White, other than that I don’t know."


July Quinn squinted her eyes, a surname White?


She thought it would be someone with a surname Huang!


But this White, who could it be?


Did she offend such a figure in Esteria?


Perhaps fearing July Quinn wouldn’t believe him, he even swore tearfully: "If I even slightly deceive the goddess, may lightning strike me five times..."


But before he finished his oath, July Quinn dropped the water pipe: "Forget it, you get them all to the hospital."


Suddenly as if granted salvation, the underling was so moved that he kowtowed and knelt.


"Thank you, goddess, for sparing my life. If there’s a future, I will repay you with utter loyalty."


After saying this, the underling started to drag his fainted comrades to the car one by one.


And July Quinn walked towards her car nonchalantly.


Susan Carter saw this and followed, muttering: "It’s not fair!"


"What’s not fair?"


"Both knocked over the noodles, why do breaking their legs settle the matter, but I have to serve you like a servant?"


He, Susan Carter, was once a hero, but now Quinn had him doing chores like fetching tea and water, nearly like a bear.


But considering asking such a question might bring about yet another beating from this demoness, Susan Carter added: "Of course, this is just my personal opinion, no disrespect intended to calling you dad. If you feel this question is improper, it’s my narrow-mindedness."


Hmm, his desire to survive is extremely strong now.


Due to his strong desire to survive, July Quinn didn’t start beating him, instead patiently explained.


"They’re just petty thugs, you’re the leader of mercenaries, naturally, the treatment can’t be the same. Keeping an unstable element like you by my side is my way of upholding social cohesion through meandering routes."


Susan Carter: "..."


He suspected July Quinn was seriously fooling him, but he had no evidence.