Feng Ru (35)

If Jiang Li's hunch was correct and the worlds he had to travel to were actually products of human imagination - books, movies, illustrated stories... then he could just say that the author or creator of this world was downright sick in the head.

Tang Lan was a good author and her forte was writing mysteries. However, unlike the other authors in the same genre who produced works through working closely with the police and detectives, or studying Sherlock Holmes and Conan, her method of drawing inspiration was quite extreme and unconventional.

She was known as a genius not because her protagonists excelled through being admirably smart and astute to details! But because she gave more focused on her final bosses. The attention she paid to those villains was greater than anything in her novel. To how she did that... The answer was simple. She played their part in real life. In short, the female lead was a real-life psycho!

Just what kind of world would let someone like that be a female protagonist?!

"One of her earliest works, Romantic Slaughter, is based on a mastermind killer who manipulated three close friends into cutting each other's throat. The winner of this sick game is then made to wallow in depression after knowing that even if she won, her family was still poisoned to death... Her name, if I remember correctly, is Yang Sisi." Jiang Li read a part of the files he compiled and kept in his phone.

Feng Ru only possessed the female lead after being told of that. Jiang Li explained more, emphasizing that was already one of Tang Lan's most lenient works... But anyway, the important part was that in Feng Ru's rage, she voluntarily asked Jiang Li for ideas and didn't protest when asked to possess someone not a suicidal somebody.

A few minutes later... Tang Ya, the female lead's cousin gaped at Tang Lan who suddenly appeared so weirdly before them. Her gait was so unnatural and imbalanced. And when music played from somewhere, the girl suddenly stretched her arms, waist, and legs into several directions and made a pose. Which was that of a ballerina's!

'What the hell happened to my cousin?'

A beautiful college lady suddenly performed stunt-like moves at the center of the restaurant, changing poses every three seconds... It was just hard not to pique people's interest. Yet just when everyone thought it would simply stop at being a laughable show, this lady suddenly started screaming and running around like a madwoman! Not only that. She started beating people up randomly!

"Hahahahahahahahahhahaha!" The laughter Tang Lan let out seemed to come from the underworld, simply hair-raising, especially when accompanied by sounds of bones breaking and people moaning in pain.

"W-wait! Go away from me, you freak!!! Help!!!"

"Son of a b*cth! Not my hair!!!"

"AAAHHHHH! Hubby! She slapped me! That b*tch, slapped me! Kill her for meeeee!"

Everyone from her table stood up from their seat. But while Tang Ya and her friends remained sporting a shocked look on their faces, Pesticide's members began laughing and recording. They looked like bastards for doing so, but thankfully everybody's attention was on Tang Lan.

"Hehe, this is real karma, my bros!" Su Xuefeng whistled when Tang Lan kicked a baldie dressed up like a company's executive.

"Haha. Thought so too! I hate her guts before, but now I like it!" Little Nian exclaimed after downing a glass of water.

In front, a bodyguard standing by a VIP lunged forward at her to apprehend her. The burly man was obviously a professional. Yet through some unknown set of movements, Tang Lan managed to evade him, slamming the face of the nearby screaming madam on the tabletop.

Xie Delan's fingers holding the DSLR flinched. "... Ouch."

"I don't know what happened to her. But I like seeing the bitch beating up those she should not. Hehe. I wonder how she'd react once she realized what she did. For your information... That one is the city mayor. And the girl whose hair she just pulled is allegedly a famous CEO's pet. She also just kicked a popular socialite's face... That sobbing old man searching for his fake teeth on the floor is not just anybody too. He's the president of National Chef Association..." Cheng Du gladly explained to his pals.

"Big Brother, I have already seen the woman she slammed on the table before. It's on TV. If I remember correctly, she's a fairly influential cabinet member."

The three girls had their faces paling more and more as names and lofty titles kept rolling in.

One line popped up in their minds at the same time. "Tang Lan's done for! She has self-destructed!"

The ghost's accomplice lurking in the dark sneered. Everything was still not enough. Remembering what Tang Lan shouted before fainting, his face smiling face became distorted, eyes hinting disgust.

"Rape? Bah! No one will ever harbor 'dirty thoughts' towards a liar who is also a piece of garbage."

When he joined his friends again, he only glanced once at the rampaging woman and then to the people fleeing from the restaurant. After that, he pulled up his phone again and tapped an app there. It was the reading-writing online platform that he had hacked.

When his right forefinger descended on the screen which had Tang Lan's smiling photo on the upper right corner, his face showed no emotion, as if what he was about to do was just something inconsequential...