Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 620 The High-and-mighty, Two-Faced Academic Genius (Gong) VS The Unrestrained, Charming, and

Jiang Xiyu sneered, feeling a long-lost sense of evenly matched strength, and his body gradually became excited with each attack.

The fight on the stage was fierce.

Lu Ziqi could only see the afterimage of Jiang Xiyu throwing a punch.

He remained silent, as was unusual for him, simply watching with his breath held.

Zhou Xi was not to be outdone; when he couldn't find a weakness in Jiang Xiyu, he continued to confront him like this.

Soon, a few heavy breathing sounds rang out in the quiet environment.

Jiang Xiyu only wanted to defeat Zhou Xi quickly, since it was so physically demanding. Once Zhou Xi was down, Jiang Xiyu would naturally have a way to keep him from getting up.

Sweat gradually makes people irritable, and the rise of adrenaline makes people's minds go blank, thinking only of fighting and killing.

The fighters in the ring had become two ferocious beasts, their eyes bloodshot from fighting.

As Jiang Xiyu punched Zhou Xi in the waist and abdomen, he also took a punch himself.

Lu Ziqi watched from below the stage, his heart pounding with fear.

Within seconds, Jiang Xiyu had knocked Zhou Xi to the ground and tightly wrapped her elbow around Zhou Xi's neck. Instead of getting angry, Zhou Xi laughed and, taking advantage of the moment before Jiang Xiyu could finish the naked choke, used her body weight to pull Jiang Xiyu down as well.

If it were the Jiang Xiyu of the past, she certainly wouldn't be a match for Zhou Xi.

But now, Jiang Xiyu decisively pushed himself up and, taking advantage of the exchange of positions, cleverly threw a punch that struck Zhou Xi's spine.

The instinctive numbness in his body caused Zhou Xi to lose his ability to react for a moment.

But in an instant, it was enough for his opponent to suppress him.

When Zhou Xi collapsed to the ground in excruciating pain in his back, disbelief flashed in his eyes. However, the hand that had come to strangle him successfully tightened its grip on his neck once again.

Jiang Xiyu continued to exert force, making Zhou Xi's breathing even shallower.

He showed no fear of death, only a pleasure in pain, and his eyes gleamed with a strange excitement.

Jiang Xiyu only let go of Zhou Xi's hand when Zhou Xi's face turned pale.

"Cough cough!" Zhou Xi rolled over, bracing himself on the ground as he coughed violently.

He coughed a few times, then suddenly looked up at Jiang Xiyu, his eyes revealing the pain of being abused.

Jiang Xiyu was also panting, having exhausted her strength.

However, when he met Zhou Xi's eyes, he immediately realized Zhou Xi's intention in wanting to fight this boxing match.

Damn it, that pervert.

Jiang Xiyu was absolutely disgusted.

He clenched his fists, half-knelt down, and suddenly grabbed Zhou Xi's hair with all his might, forcing him to look at him, his tone icy: "Brother Zhou, is the match over?"

Zhou Xi looked at Jiang Xiyu's face, smiled first, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

Jiang Xiyu chuckled coldly: "It's not over yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw a punch.

Zhou Xi bled on the spot and even fainted briefly.

……

Because he had also been punched and had some blood on his lip, Jiang Xiyu planned to go back to the locker room to deal with it.

Lu Ziqi was worried about him and wanted to take him to the hospital.

Jiang Xiyu refused, only saying that she would call 120 for Zhou Xi.

He threw that punch with all his might. Although he really wanted to kill Zhou Xi, he couldn't actually kill him.

Lu Ziqi disagreed, saying he deserved it.

They deserved it.

Jiang Xiyu thought to himself, "Damn it, he's just asking for a beating."

Just thinking about that look in her eyes gave Jiang Xiyu goosebumps all over, and she felt like her whole body was dirty.

He wanted to go back to the locker room to take a shower.

Lu Ziqi said he would wait for him outside.

A few minutes later, Jiang Xiyu finished checking her wound in the changing room and was about to take off her clothes to take a shower when the changing room door suddenly opened.

Jiang Xiyu pulled her shirt up to her shoulders with her hands. Hearing the noise but not being able to see anyone, she could only pull her shirt off her head and then turn around.

Jiang Xiyu's gaze froze for a moment.

Because the person standing at the locker room door wasn't Lu Ziqi, but...

Bai Cheng porcelain.

Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a long time.

It wasn't until Bai Chengci closed the door that Jiang Xiyu came to her senses and frowned, asking, "What are you doing here?"

Bai Chengci didn't speak, but just looked at him expressionlessly. Her gaze fell slightly, and she coldly swept her eyes over Jiang Xiyu's body, finally fixing on the bruises on his waist and abdomen.

Jiang Xiyu felt a sudden chill, as if a cold wind had blown over him after the sweat from his impulsive outburst had evaporated, making him feel icy cold all over.

At that moment, Jiang Xiyu wanted to grab her clothes and cover herself up like a young maiden.

As a result, he raised his hand holding the clothes a little, then suddenly froze in mid-air.

Damn it, why is he blocking the way?

What kind of look was Bai Chengci giving?

Shouldn't he be the one giving us the cold shoulder now?

Why is Bai Chengci here?

They followed us again?

How did they manage to follow us in?

Just a few days ago he was pretending to be well-behaved and not showing up...

Jiang Xiyu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say that the other man was haunting him, but the movement aggravated the wound on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly gasped.

"hiss!"

Bai Chengci's face remained expressionless, but her brows furrowed slightly.

Finally, he walked towards Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu didn't move, but kept a cold face, showing no desire to see him.

Bai Chengci walked up to him without saying a word, just looking at him quietly with her eyes down.

The locker room was quiet, eerily quiet.

In the long, silent standoff, Jiang Xiyu was the first to look up, about to tell him to get lost in his annoyance, but then he noticed that Bai Chengci's eyes were filled with tears.

Jiang Xiyu: "?!"

This……

No, what's the meaning of running up to me without a word, all teary-eyed?

Jiang Xiyu was speechless for a moment.

The less he spoke, the more water welled up in Bai Chengci's eyes, to the point that they seemed about to spill over.

For some reason, the more tears Jiang Xiyu shed, the worse she felt inside.

I had a feeling that Bai Chengci was in a bad mood.

Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment, his chest heaving, his Adam's apple bobbing twice, before he managed to ask with difficulty, "What, what are you doing?"

Bai Chengci said emotionlessly, "You're injured."

Jiang Xiyu felt very strange. She glared at him and reminded him, "Take back those two cat tears. I'm not fucking dead!"

Bai Chengci stared at him with blurred vision, the hazy tears covering her pupils concealing the cold emotions hidden deep within her eyes.

His hands, hanging by his sides, slowly tightened.

Jiang Xiyu didn't notice, "What are you doing here? This isn't a place for you."

Bai Chengci's expression remained tense as she asked calmly, "What will happen if I come?"

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

How dare you ask?

This is Zhou Xi's territory.

Jiang Xiyu grabbed him and tried to head towards the locker room door, saying, "Just get out of here right now."

Bai Chengci indifferently lowered her eyes, staring at the tattoo on his back, without moving.

Jiang Xiyu pulled at the person behind him several times without getting any response. When his patience wore thin, Jiang Xiyu turned around, used his elbow to push the man against the cabinet.

Suddenly, the cabinet made a loud noise.

Just as Jiang Xiyu was about to speak, hurried footsteps approached from the doorway, followed by Lu Ziqi's voice.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xiyu's back stiffened, and she was about to say that it was nothing.

But the doorknob was pressed.

The next moment, Jiang Xiyu felt her wrist being tightly gripped, and then she was pulled by a strong force towards the small shower stall next to her.

With a "bang", the door was closed.

Before Jiang Xiyu could react, her back slammed against the door.

A pair of hands gripped his throat, and the moment his chin was lifted, a cold kiss landed, landing deeply.