Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

She fixed her eyes on the group and realized that one of them was the bastard who Yu Bao’er taught a lesson.

They came in a group of at least seven to eight people, all with a murderous look and cloaked in a dangerous aura.

These were evil entities on the surface of the earth—a product of society.

Also termed as ‘gangsters.’

He scurried away only to ask for backup!

Gu Qingjiu immediately understood. But she was rather unlucky, for when she turned around, Yu Bao’er and the rest were already nowhere in sight.

To make matters worse, the one Yu Bao’er beat up glanced towards her and pointed. After that, the group of gangsters marched towards her.

A disaster was approaching.

Even if she had learned to duel for a month, Gu Qingjiu felt that she did not possess the skills to deal with so many people.

More so, she wasn’t on par with people like them who fought with others on a regular basis.

One was enough of a challenge, but with seven to eight of them? What was more to say?

Only a silly person would remain at the same spot!

Gu Qingjiu tried her best to show an indifferent and unchanging expression, but her body had already turned as she dashed into the alley without hesitation.

‘Help me, Chief Instructor!!!’

At that point in time, Gu Qingjiu thought if the usually strict Chief Instructor would appear out of nowhere, he would be like an angel descending from the heavens with the halo of love and peace surrounding him.

If he could appear in front of Gu Qingjiu, there was no doubt that he would be her shining savior.

Gu Qingjiu feared being beaten up.

One, she feared pain. Second, she had been in jail. Her retaliation against the people who beat her up in jail resulted in a concussion, and that showed how intolerant she was with that kind of bullying.

If she had the capabilities, she would definitely turn back to fight those men.

But the present Gu Qingjiu evidently did not have such strength.

When it was time to retreat, she should do it without hesitation!

She arrived within seconds and Gu Qingjiu finally could see an enormous courtyard. It was indeed like those from the nationalist periods.

The exterior was extravagant and several four to five-meter tall pillars supported the living room. At the center of it was an open-air court, and with a single glance, Gu Qingjiu saw He Niancheng sitting there in his usual cold poise.

He looked more stern and serious than usual because he was playing chess with an old man.

And it was Chinese chess.

In Gu Qingjiu’s eyes, no matter how cold the Chief Instructor looked, he was her shining angel!

She ran into the courtyard with swift steps and the sound it made startled those who were playing chess.

Both of them turned around only to see Gu Qingjiu.

He Niancheng frowned upon seeing Gu Qingjiu stumbling into the place, and with that, the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees. Next, he heard Gu Qingjiu’s statement, which she said as calmly as she could manage.

“Chief Instructor, have you heard of this famous idiom?”

Even if her interruption was all too sudden, Gu Qingjiu still stood a respectful distance away, and that made He Niancheng momentarily calm down. But still puzzled with Gu Qingjiu’s statement, he looked at her.

“That rescuing someone from death is better than building a seven-stories pagoda for a god!”

He Niancheng was speechless.

The moment Gu Qingjiu spoke, He Niancheng saw a group of people who arrived at the courtyard. All of them had a murderous look and were all ready to attack at any moment. When they turned to look at them, their eyes seemed to lock onto their target as they rushed in.