You Are Really No Match For Me [Fighting] - Chapter 25

In the dark night, the sudden ringtone of a phone pierced the silence.

 

Jin Yu pressed the answer button. “This is Jin Yu, who is it?”

 

“It’s me, Wanying.” The voice on the other end was low and trembling. “Sister Jin Yu, I’m at a 24-hour convenience store in an alley off East Lake Avenue. Could you please come get me? A group of bad guys has me cornered…”

 

“Alright. Hide yourself, don’t let them see you.” Jin Yu’s voice was calm and decisive, while Su Wanying’s pounding heart eased a little.

 

Outside the car window, rain poured down in torrents.

 

On the street, pedestrians hurried along. Several men in black uniforms moved through the curtain of rain, their sharp eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for someone.

 

Inside the convenience store, Su Wanying huddled at the very back. Drenched from the rain, her whole body was soaked, and the cold wind from the air conditioning made her sneeze. She shrank even deeper into the corner.

 

—It all started after school.

 

Today she had gotten into the driver’s car as usual, only to realize quickly that they were being followed. She thought they could shake them off, but the pursuers had forced the car to a halt. In the chaos, Su Wanying slipped away, relying on her small frame, and ran into an unfamiliar alley in desperation.

 

To make matters worse, the rain began to pour, heavier and heavier, forcing her to seek shelter.

 

She spotted this 24-hour convenience store with several people crowding the entrance to hide from the rain. Thinking fast, she slipped inside, bought a baseball cap, and pulled on an oversized raincoat to hide the conspicuous school uniform underneath.

 

Head down, her heart pounded like a war drum.

 

—Nanny Zhang must have noticed she hadn’t returned home on time.

 

Although she had sent a message, lying that she went to the bookstore and would be late, Zhang Ma’s worried voice on the phone nearly broke her resolve: “It’s raining, come back early. I made lamb soup to warm you up.”

 

She almost blurted out the truth—that she was in danger.

 

But in the end, she bit her lip hard.

 

She couldn’t say it.

 

If Father found out, he would definitely trace it back to what she had done…

 

Su Wanying clenched her fists.

 

In the eyes of her teachers, she was the obedient, well-behaved student. In her parents’ eyes, she was the “perfect daughter”—sensible, dutiful, excellent in her studies, and liked by everyone.

 

And her parents truly believed that. Or rather, they never had time to look deeper. After all, their family was the model of “filial and harmonious” to outsiders—even if they spent no more than a few hours together in a year.

 

“Boom—!”

 

A flash of lightning split the sky, thunder roaring through the night.

 

Outside the store’s glass door, two men in black approached, their eyes sharp and sinister as they scanned the shop.

 

“Check over there,” one muttered.

 

Su Wanying froze. Her panicked gaze swept around—the store was too small, the shelves offered no cover. The only place to blend in was the crowd of people at the entrance. But if those men came in, they would find her for sure!

 

Bang!

 

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the other end of the street.

 

A man staggered into the rain, and behind him, a matte-black hovercar materialized out of thin air, its body painted with scarlet flame patterns. A magnetic net sprang open in the air, instantly ensnaring him!

 

—An invisible flyer.

 

The bystanders exclaimed, “Bounty hunters!”

 

The two black-clad men paused, distracted by the commotion.

 

Su Wanying’s eyes locked on the figure outside.

 

The car door opened, and a tall, slender silhouette stepped out, walking toward the convenience store.

 

In this era of advanced technology, with growing wealth disparity and soaring crime rates, many risked everything for profit—stealing high-end prosthetics and selling them on the black market, fueling an entire underground industry. With insufficient police forces, victims often hired others to track down stolen prosthetics. Supply created demand, and thus “bounty hunters” emerged—professionals who captured thieves and handed them to clients for reward money.

 

The store’s automatic door chimed open.

 

The two black-clad men entered, their eyes sharp as blades, sweeping the crowd inch by inch.

 

Su Wanying held her breath, her heartbeat deafening in her ears.

 

Don’t move… don’t turn around…

 

They drew closer, their gaze pausing near her. The only other students around were two girls in completely different uniforms.

 

Cold sweat soaked her back.

 

She was about to bolt—

 

When suddenly, a pale hand reached through the crowd and gently rested on her shoulder.

 

“Sister’s here to take you home.”

 

Su Wanying jerked her head up, meeting Jin Yu’s steady eyes.

 

Tears instantly welled up. Jin Yu quickly tugged her cap down lower, shielding her from the men’s view.

 

The black-clad men paused, eyeing them suspiciously.

 

Without a flicker of emotion, Jin Yu pulled Su Wanying into her arms. The girl clung to her tightly as Jin Yu tilted her umbrella, perfectly blocking their faces from sight.

 

As they brushed past, one man suddenly noticed—the raincoat was dry. He barked sharply, “Catch them!”

 

“Run!”

 

Jin Yu shoved the umbrella into Su Wanying’s hands, then spun around with a powerful kick that sent one man flying! Another lunged forward but she seized his wrist and flipped him hard onto the floor.

 

At the same time, two muffled groans echoed outside. Jin Mu had already taken down the other two black-clad men and rushed over. He guided Su Wanying toward the flyer, Jin Yu close behind. The three boarded, and the vehicle vanished into thin air.

 

Optical camouflage.

 

Through the rain-streaked window, Jin Yu’s eyes narrowed on the man outside.

 

He pressed his fingers to his temple, lips moving—clearly reporting through a brain-com. From his lip movements, she caught fragments of words:

 

“Boss… bounty hunters took her… don’t know who…”

 

“Here.”

 

From the backseat, Jin Mu handed out two dry towels—one for Jin Yu, one for Su Wanying. Jin Yu wrapped it carefully around the trembling girl’s shoulders. “Wanying, you’re safe now.”

 

The girl didn’t reply.

 

Her face was pale, her lashes heavy with raindrops. Curled up like a frightened cub, she leaned into Jin Yu’s embrace. Jin Yu gently rubbed her back, soothing her until her sobs quieted into steady breathing—she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

 

Snap.

 

A crisp finger snap came from the driver’s seat.

 

The man in a frog-head VR visor glanced at them through the rearview mirror, the lenses flashing rainbow light. “Damn, girl, your moves are sharp! Wanna join our squad? Great pay, good benefits~”

 

A deadly glare sliced from the front passenger seat. “Shut your mouth. Drive.”

 

Jin Yu gave the two a puzzled look.

 

But the frog-head man was unfazed, taking her silence as encouragement. “Boss! Our team’s all dudes, so boring! This beauty’s fierce and gentle—like they say, men and women working together—”

 

Jin Mu’s knuckles cracked ominously. The frog-head instantly ducked his head.

 

“Jin Yu,” Jin Mu sighed, “his brain chip’s fried. Don’t mind him.”

 

The frog-head only got bolder, swerving the flyer onto an exit ramp. “Yo~ so you two already know each other? No wonder you’re always ‘busy, busy,’ Boss—can’t find you anywhere. Turns out you’ve got—”

 

“Ow ow ow! Let go, Boss!”

 

Jin Mu had clamped a hand on his shoulder, squeezing hard. The frog-head yelped while still rambling:

 

“Our boss is actually great, you know. Cold on the outside, but loyal to the bone. Smart, cultured, loaded, too. If I weren’t a guy, I’d want to be his girlfriend—okay okay, I’ll stop!”

 

Jin Yu chuckled softly. Jin Mu, on the other hand, looked even more embarrassed.

 

Why did his buddy make it sound like no one would want him otherwise…

 

“Jin Mu really is a good man.”

 

Jin Mu’s heart lurched. His pulse quickened, like a rabbit beating against his ribs. He couldn’t help but glance at her.

 

Jin Yu gave him a small smile. “But we’re not in that kind of relationship. Could you drop me off at home?”

 

The frog-head, whose real name was Lu Feng, had grown up with Jin Mu. Feeling the grip on his shoulder ease, he immediately piped up to lighten the mood, chattering nonsense all the way.

 

When they reached her building, Jin Mu offered to carry the sleeping Su Wanying. Jin Yu hesitated—she wanted to hold her herself, but with the front door, it’d be awkward. She let him take her.

 

Just a few steps later, Lu Feng grinned. “Boss, I just remembered I’ve got stuff to do. It’s late anyway—why not let sis-in-law take you in for the night?”

 

The flyer vanished on the spot. Jin Mu’s heart pounded wildly again. Lu Feng’s voice crackled through his earpiece: “That’s all the help I can give, Boss. The rest’s up to you!”

 

Jin Mu stood frozen, caught between advancing and retreating.

 

Jin Yu glanced at him. His awkward expression was far more animated than his usual stoic mask.

 

Jin Yu: “Never thought you’d have a friend like that.”

 

Jin Mu: “We grew up together.”

 

He gave a small nod, and they continued upstairs in silence.

 

At the apartment door, the fingerprint lock clicked open.

 

Jin Yu fetched clean towels and pajamas. “Wanying, wake up. Take a hot shower, I’ll make you ginger tea.”

 

Su Wanying stirred, signaling for Jin Mu to set her down.

 

She glanced between the two of them before heading off, leaving Jin Mu stiff and uneasy, afraid Jin Yu would think he was looking for an excuse to stay. He blurted, “I’ll be going now.”

 

Jin Yu: “Drink the ginger tea before you leave.”

 

He waved politely. “No need. I barely got wet.”

 

But she tugged the hem of his shirt. “Drink first. I also have questions.”

 

The flutter in his chest calmed.

 

“…Alright.”

 

Soon, the kitchen filled with fragrance. Jin Mu helped her carry out the bowls, and they sat across from each other.

 

The tea was brewed with sugar, ginger, and red dates—sweet yet spicy, warmth flowing from throat to stomach, spreading through every vein. Jin Mu had never tasted such ginger tea; each sip felt like a parched towel soaking in hot water, his whole body relaxing.

 

Having a hot bath and Jin Yu’s support, Su Wanying felt much better. She messaged Nanny Zhang that she’d stay at a friend’s place tonight, then hopped over in a dry hair wrap, her eyes sparkling as she studied the two.

 

Jin Yu grew uneasy under her stare, urging her to drink her tea. She scrunched her face at the ginger taste, but under Jin Yu’s gaze, obediently sipped spoon by spoon. Steam curled upward as her eyes darted between them. Suddenly, she asked:

 

“Sister Jin Yu, is Brother Jin Mu your boyfriend?”

 

“No.” The answer came in unison.

 

First the driver, now this kid—why did everyone assume that? Had she overheard them in the car earlier?

 

Su Wanying blinked. “Then why isn’t he leaving? It’s so late.”

 

The tips of Jin Yu’s ears turned faintly red. She coughed lightly. “We have business to discuss. Wanying, finish your tea and go to bed.”

 

But the girl was relentless. She turned to Jin Mu instead. “Brother Jin Mu, I want to sleep with Sister tonight, you don’t mind, do you?”

 

Jin Mu almost spat out his tea.

 

Jin Yu quickly shifted the topic. “Back to the point. Are there other identities you haven’t told me?”

 

Jin Mu closed his eyes briefly. “Coach, bounty hunter, and… owner of a signal processing company.”

 

Jin Yu’s eyes narrowed playfully. “That’s it?”

 

Jin Mu: “That’s it.”

 

Su Wanying raised her hand. “I can vouch for him! Nothing else!”

 

Both of them turned to her. She stuck out her tongue. “I checked him out, hehe.”

 

Jin Yu arched a brow. “You investigated all of us?”

 

The girl nodded furiously.

 

“Spill it. What did you find?”

 

Her small mouth rattled off a torrent of details—from Jin Yu’s grades to her daily habits, even down to which subject she once failed. Far more detailed than anything Jin Mu had dug up.

 

This brat was no ordinary kid. Last time she tracked them to the training hall with just surveillance footage; now she’d dug up their entire backgrounds.

 

Jin Yu listened, a plan forming.

 

If Su Wanying’s records before primary school were blank, then she could easily use that to fabricate a mysterious “reclusive master,” perfectly covering for her supposed “special training” during holidays.

 

Looking at the girl’s smug expression, Jin Yu suddenly thought—those two USB drives. Maybe she could hand them to this little one. With her skills, who knew what secrets she could uncover?

 

The more Jin Yu looked, the more satisfied she felt. She reached out to pinch the girl’s cheek. “Little rascal, not bad at all.”

 

Su Wanying raised her chin proudly. “Of course!”

 

Jin Yu and Jin Mu continued discussing who might be after her, with Wanying chiming in occasionally. After Jin Mu finished his tea, Jin Yu saw him to the door.

 

When she returned, Su Wanying clung to her waist like a koala, gazing up with a mischievous grin. “Sister~ how did you and Brother Jin Mu meet? Tell me, pleaseee~”

 

Jin Yu’s eyelid twitched. This little troublemaker still hadn’t let it go?

 

“I’m taking a shower.” She pried off the octopus-like girl. “You should be in bed.”

 

“Nooo~” Wanying whined, padding after her barefoot. “I promise I won’t tell anyone. Just tell me, pleeease—”

 

Bang!

 

The bathroom door slammed shut. Jin Yu locked it as if fending off some master thief. Through the frosted glass, she could still see the girl’s puffed-up cheeks. Jin Yu chuckled softly, deciding to shower extra long—long enough for the little chatterbox to wear herself out and fall asleep.

 

“Be good, Wanying. Go to bed, it’s already late!”