You Are Really No Match For Me [Fighting] - Chapter 18

Jinmu hung up the phone, his brows furrowing into a knot.
“No trace. The other party used a virtual IP address.”

Xiaobai chuckled gleefully.
“Must be some immortal you pissed off outside, and now they’ve come knocking on your door.”

Jinmu’s voice was cold.
“If I wanted to take someone down, I’d never leave them any chance to fight back.”

Jinyu gently placed her hand on the back of his.
“Don’t worry, we’ll help you.”

The warmth of her fingertips burned him, and Jinmu quickly pulled his hand back, feigning composure as he adjusted his glasses.
“No need. This has nothing to do with you. I won’t drag you down with me.”

Xiaobai rolled his eyes.
“Good! I don’t want to get sucked into your mess and lose my life. Every time I see you, nothing good ever happens.”

Suddenly, Jinyu’s phone rang. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.

She had only bought this phone that morning; her contacts list was completely empty. Who could it be?

Jinmu and Jinyu exchanged a glance. Jinyu placed the phone on the table and pressed the speaker button.

Jinyu: “Hello, this is Jinyu. Who’s speaking?”

A gentle female voice came from the other end.
“Miss Jin, hello. A few days ago you saved a primary school student on Xinfeng Street—do you remember? I’m the child’s mother. Since I had no way to reach you, I had a friend pull surveillance footage across the city. Would it be convenient to meet and talk?”

Xiaobai cut in immediately:
“Of course, of course! Turns out our little Jinyu here did a good deed without leaving her name. I thought it was some enemy—scared me half to death.”

The woman’s voice continued.
“I’m really sorry to trouble you. As thanks, I’d like to invite you to our home. You can bring your good friends too.”

Jinyu politely declined.
“That won’t be necessary. It was just something we ought to do. We appreciate your kindness.”

But the woman insisted.
“Please don’t be polite. I’ve already sent the address to your phone. You must come, otherwise we’ll come visit you directly. Thank you!”

The call ended abruptly, leaving only the busy tone.

Xiaobai’s eyes widened.
“She just hung up like that? Didn’t that last line sound like a threat? Like, ‘If you don’t come, we’ll come find you’!”

Jinyu nodded.
“I thought the same. It didn’t sound like gratitude at all—more like hostility. You think it might be a trap?”

Xiaobai scratched his ear.
“Then better not go! Feels like a setup. And the way that woman spoke… really off.”

Jinyu agreed.
It didn’t sound like how a mother with a child would talk.

The three of them left the café and returned to the underground arena. But Jinyu couldn’t shake the vague sense that eyes were secretly watching them.

At that moment, no one noticed the studded-leather-skirted girl grinding her teeth in the shadows—noticed only by her laptop keys clattering. It was Su Wanying in disguise. She glared toward the bar counter, muttering bitterly:
“Afraid to come? Guilty conscience!”

Back in the café, Jinyu had been far too alert. Su Wanying had instead trailed Suxi, spotting her inside the arena, then quietly sneaking in to observe.

But Suxi had stayed busy at the bar and hadn’t even recognized her. Later, the other three returned, still not noticing her!

Admittedly, Su Wanying’s get-up today was very different from before—she had dressed herself like a punk girl to blend into the underground arena, complete with heavy eyeliner. But that didn’t matter.

The real issue was—what were those two scheming?

Suxi didn’t seem threatening. The key was that woman, Jinyu. Skilled, cautious—if there was a mastermind, it had to be her.

But precisely because Jinyu was so capable, capturing her would require someone powerful. And when it came to power, there was no one better than bounty hunters.

Bounty hunters were a profit-driven organization specializing in capturing fugitives who stole mechanical prosthetics. As long as the pay was good, they’d take any job.

Su Wanying finished editing the bounty notice on her laptop and hit send.

At once, a notification popped up on Jinmu’s glasses. Opening it, he saw a newly posted bounty. The employer’s location—less than 100 meters away.

“Sit still,” he muttered. “That person’s inside the arena.”

He drained his glass, stood, and strolled toward the bar. The counter happened to sit right by the arena’s only exit (the other being a usually-locked fire escape). Guarding here meant the target had no escape.

“Suxi, one ‘Overload.’”

“Coming right up,” Suxi replied.

Jinmu lowered his voice.
“Play along. A rat’s slipped in.”

Suxi scanned the crowd.
“You serious?”

“Dead serious. Work your usual trick—draw everyone’s attention.” He kept his gaze fixed on the entrance. People were only coming in, not leaving, and the employer’s marker hadn’t moved. The target hadn’t realized yet.

In her corner, Su Wanying noticed Suxi glance her way. She hunched her shoulders, forcing herself to stay calm, fingers still tapping on the keys. But soon enough, the commotion by the bar pulled everyone’s focus.

She had slipped in earlier with a bunch of street kids, but now that they’d all flocked to the bar, she was fully exposed.

This was their turf. Since the bounty was already out, best to slip away quietly now.

She packed up her laptop, stuffed it into her bag, and carefully slipped off her stool. Holding her breath, she ducked beneath a beer-bellied man’s arm and headed for the exit. Just as she was about to reach it, something snagged her backpack.

Annoyed, she turned—only to meet Jinmu’s cold, snake-like eyes behind a smiling mouth. His hand clenched her bag strap.

The hairs on her neck shot up. She instantly let go, trying to ditch the bag and run.

But Jinmu snatched her collar in one swift move. Pinned, Su Wanying wailed:
“Help! He’s bullying a kid! Help! He’s bullying a kid!”

People at the bar turned. Su Wanying seized the chance, biting hard into Jinmu’s arm through his suit—only to feel like she’d bitten steel.

His gaze froze when he spotted her two mechanical hands. Then he forced a smile, waving to the crowd.
“Sorry, neighbor’s kid fooling around. Carry on.”

Su Wanying panicked.
“No! Don’t believe him! I don’t know this man!”

Suxi leaned over the counter.
“Hey, isn’t this that little girl from the other day?”

Jinyu and Xiaobai squeezed over too.

Su Wanying’s mind raced. She plastered on a flattering smile.
“Hello, big sister! I’m that kid you saved the other day. I just came to thank you. Could you tell big brother here to put me down?”

Jinmu sneered.
“Really? Then why were you running away?”

Su Wanying retorted, “I was going to the bathroom!”

Jinmu’s smile was icy.
“Is the bathroom in that direction?”

Suxi suggested,
“Take her inside. Your office is ready now.”

Jinyu took Su Wanying from Jinmu, leading her upstairs with Xiaobai following close.

The office had just been renovated—dusty, dim, the perfect spot for a cover-up murder.

Jinyu let go, thinking they could sit and talk. But Su Wanying bolted for the door, only to run right into Jinmu and Xiaobai blocking it.

Her face turned pale. She grabbed Jinyu’s hand, her voice trembling.
“Sister, what are you doing? Wanwan is so scared. I only came to thank you. Why are you doing this?”

Jinmu bent slightly, pulling out his tablet to show her the bounty post she’d sent just minutes ago—employer location: 0 meters.

Su Wanying stammered,
“I… I…”

Xiaobai’s grin was menacing as he closed in.
“Still won’t tell the truth, eh? Heh, heh…”

With his wild white hair and jangling leather jacket, he looked every bit the street thug.

Terrified, Su Wanying collapsed onto the floor, sobbing.
“You’re bullying me! You’re all bullying me! You’re the bad guys!”

Jinyu sighed, lifting her up gently, brushing dust from her clothes, and settling her into the only chair.

Normally fierce like a little lion, Su Wanying was still just a middle-schooler. She’d never faced something like this. The more she thought, the more terrified she became, tears spilling uncontrollably. Why had she stuck her nose in? No scheme was worth more than her life.

The three stood side by side, blocking the doorway. Seeing this, she cried even harder.

When her sobs didn’t stop, Jinyu sighed again, a soft smile spreading across her face.
“Alright, don’t cry. We won’t hurt you.”

Su Wanying sniffled.
“Really?”

Jinyu stepped forward, patting her head.
“Really.”

Su Wanying relaxed slightly and tested the waters.
“Then let me go. I promise I won’t come after you again.” She started to hop down from the stool.

But Jinyu pressed her gently back.
“Sit. First explain why you came here.”

Noting Jinyu was the kindest, Su Wanying pouted.
“Fine, but you promise not to hit me.”

Jinyu nodded.
“I promise.”

Su Wanying ran her mechanical fingers through her hair, then began confessing.
“A few days ago, after you saved me, you never contacted me. I got suspicious, so I used the excuse of thanking you to check you out.”

“And when you refused to meet, I got scared… so I put up a bounty request.”

Leaning against the door, Jinmu’s tone was icy.
“Do you know what bounty hunters actually do?”

Su Wanying blinked innocently.
“Don’t they just take jobs?”

His dark lenses gleamed coldly.
“They hunt fugitives. This isn’t some game for you to play.”

Su Wanying snapped back.
“How was I supposed to know? I’ve never used them before!”

Jinmu pressed on.
“How did you track us down? And get Jinyu’s number?”

Xiaobai leaned in too.
“Yeah, how’d you find us?”

Her eyes darted.
“Uh… I just… looked online.”

Jinyu opened a laptop.
“Show me. How you hijacked the surveillance, and how you faked that call from your mom.”

Su Wanying shrank back.
“Do I have to?”

Jinyu smiled sweetly.
“What do you think, little liar?”

Uneasy, she reluctantly took the laptop.

From her pocket, she pulled a cable—one end into the back of her head, the other into the laptop. Her hands hovered over the keyboard. Soon, the café’s surveillance feed popped up on the screen. Next, Jinyu’s phone rang again.

Su Wanying cleared her throat.
“There, now will you let me go?”

The voice was exactly the same as before—the fake mother’s!

Xiaobai leaned close, playing with the laptop.
“Hello, hello—”

The transformed voice came out the same too!

“Kid, your tech’s pretty slick. How’d you pull that off?”

“Hands off, don’t touch my head with your filthy fingers!”

He tugged one of her braids.
“What, it’s fine if big sis touches you, but not me? You look down on your big brother, huh?”

She glared and bit down hard on his hand. Unlike Jinmu, Xiaobai wasn’t metal—he yelped in pain.
“Ah! Ow, ow! Okay, okay, I was wrong! Ancestor, goddess, grandma, I’m begging you! Let go!”

When she finally released, a red bite mark was left.

Clutching his hand, Xiaobai hid behind Jinyu.
“Damn brat, you’re part dog, aren’t you?”

Su Wanying rolled her eyes, slinging her bag over her shoulders.
“Alright, I’m leaving.”

Jinyu stopped her.
“One more thing—why did you think we were suspicious?”

Arms crossed, Su Wanying scoffed.
“’Cause once before, two girls also helped me out. But later I found out they were with the ones bullying me. They were planning to trick me a second time.”

The three adults froze. None of them could imagine what kind of childhood could be hidden behind her casual words.

Xiaobai muttered,
“Kids these days sure are scheming, huh…”

Jinyu said gently,
“As for those kids who bullied you, I already sent a letter to their school. But I haven’t heard back yet. I don’t know how they’ve handled it.”

Su Wanying puffed her chest proudly.
“Those idiots? I already got back at them. Bet they’re being scolded to death at home. When they apologize to me, I’ll record it and send it to your phone.”

Jinyu patted her head, crouching to meet her eyes.
“That’s good. You did really well.”

Su Wanying paused, then said softly,
“I think I did really well too.”

Jinyu gave her a light hug.
“Next time someone bullies you, call me. Don’t try to handle it alone, okay?”

The tenderness in her voice made Su Wanying’s nose sting. She stepped back quickly.
“No need. I can handle it. Thanks, big sister. Goodbye!”

Running out, she threw herself into Suxi’s arms.

Suxi blinked down at the girl’s red eyes.
“Eh? Did they bully you, little Jade?”

Su Wanying sniffled, then beamed brightly.
“Nope. Big Sister Jinyu was really nice. You’re nice too. Thank you, big sister. Goodbye!”