Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay." The person next to her grabbed her hand quickly, shook his head at her, and turned to look at the girl who was confronting them.

"Do you want to join our group three?" This tone suppressed anger and had a threatening meaning.

What does it mean is, 'You still want us to accept you with this attitude'?

"Tsk." Qiao Nian was amused by his questioning as a matter of course. The smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes and was fleeting, but the corners of his lips did not fall.

"I heard that you discriminate against yellow people?"

...

Liang Yuhang and the others heard her asking this question when they arrived.

Everyone subconsciously slowed down their steps and looked at the two parties confronting each other at the door of the laboratory with complicated expressions.

The members of the third group were blocking the door. The girl opposite was not really tall under the background of genetic advantages, and she was alone.

It is said that this height difference should be reflected in the momentum of both parties, just like every conflict in the laboratory.

The people in their group ten are always the bullied party.

But Liang Yuhang found that it was not the same as usual.

There was only one chemist who was stopped at the door, but she faced more than a dozen people with ease, and her momentum was not inferior to that of the other party.

She was even too arrogant.

She also had the intention of suppressing the other party.

"This is the chemist..." He stared at the distance with his eyes wide open, mumbling. It was the same as he imagined, but completely different.

...

The people in Group 3 didn't care about Liang Yuhang and Karl who came to watch the fun, and focused all their attention on the people who provoked them.

"What do you mean?"

"It means literally, don't understand?"

"You fucking..."

"Shh." Qiao Nian raised her finger to her lips and whistled, casually, arrogantly and coldly: "Don't swear. People with no ability like to take advantage of verbal attacks."

"..." Her words made the people in Group 3 speechless. They wanted to curse but couldn't find words to describe their fucked-up mood at the moment.

Qiao Nian took her fingers away and looked at them coldly: "It just so happens that I also discriminate against white people. Especially white people with blond hair."

She deliberately glanced at the few people who were the first to cause trouble, and said with red lips: "It is said that blond hair is stupid! Blond hair accounts for two-thirds of you, please don't hold me back."

"Let go of her! I'm going to teach her a lesson!" The woman who was grabbed by her companion struggled vigorously, her face turned blue with anger.

Qiao Nian's eyes stayed on her for a second, and she almost called her a fool directly. This is intolerable! Besides, she doesn't welcome newcomers who are stuffed in by relationships.

Her companion clenched her hand tightly, not wanting to have a violent conflict: "Okay, she is someone from the Irene family."

Another man with blond curly hair had muscular bulges, squinted his eyes and reached out to shake hands with Qiao Nian: "Chemist, right?"

Qiao Nian saw what he wanted to do, and quickly and accurately pinched the name on his wrist, grabbed it with his backhand and threw it back, and heard the man screaming in pain.

She let go of her hand again and looked at the man who was retreating with his hand covered.

Quite arrogant.

"You said you are a red-belt Muay Thai fighter, but you are still playing workplace violence with me. We don't have to be violent. We are all doing experiments. It would be bad if you break your hands."

"..."

The scene just now was really shocking.

The three groups were also stunned by her sudden attack and then letting go.

But people with eyes can see that Qiao Nian is different from the Y-Asia people they have come into contact with. She seems to be unmoved, but her spiritual core is stronger than everyone present. (End of this chapter)