Chapter 12 How Do You Want to Die

"President Lin, look out!"

Bei Ling'er was not just Lin Qingxue's secretary; she also served as a bodyguard.

With quick reflexes, she pulled Lin Qingxue aside just in time to dodge the deadly collision with the Land Rover.

Lin Qingxue was still in shock, her face ashen.

Bei Ling'er was infuriated. She charged toward the stopped Land Rover, yanked the driver's door open, and roared, "How dare you drive like this, do you realize this is attempted murder..."

But the response she received was a sudden kick.

Bei Ling'er was solidly hit in the stomach and stumbled back several steps.

Now completely enraged, she hurriedly charged forward again.

But at that moment, several dozen burly men dressed in black suits and sunglasses emerged from several cars. Without a word, they rushed toward Bei Ling'er.

Although Bei Ling'er was skilled, she was no match for being outnumbered and soon disappeared among the crowd.

"Security! Security! Save her, quick!"

Lin Qingxue's face was frantic as she shouted loudly.

A group of security guards gathered and charged forward with cries of determination—after all, they had a chance to impress their president, who was watching right there.

Unfortunately, despite their eagerness, they were no match for the strength of the brawny men in black suits and sunglasses. In just a few minutes, they were all laid out on the ground.

Even Bei Ling'er was disheveled, bruised, and bloodied, captured.

At that time, one of the burly men in black suits and sunglasses respectfully opened the door of the Land Rover.

Then Zuo Yaoguang, pudgy like a rolling ball, emerged from the car, smoking a cigar nonchalantly.

"Dare to lay hands on someone from the Canghai Commerce Association, are you looking for death?"

Zuo Yaoguang exhaled a smoke ring and glanced disdainfully at the group of security guards lying on the ground.

The guards who had been trying to struggle to their feet froze when they heard the name 'Canghai Commerce Association', tensing up and promptly lying back down obediently, not daring to make a move.

"Ling'er! Ling'er! Zuo Yaoguang, let Ling'er go!"

Lin Qingxue shouted, anxious and worried.

Zuo Yaoguang walked up to Lin Qingxue, smiling, and blew smoke directly into her stunning face as he scoffed, "Lin Qingxue, you sure have tough luck. You didn't die from the hit. Want to save someone? Then kneel down and beg me..."

"Zuo Yaoguang, you keep your word!" Bei Ling'er was not just Lin Qingxue's secretary, but more like a best friend; she couldn't just watch Bei Ling'er be captured without trying to save her.

Slap!

Zuo Yaoguang slapped Lin Qingxue across the face and said coldly, "When have I, Zuo Yaoguang, ever gone back on my word? Kneel!"

Lin Qingxue glared at Zuo Yaoguang with eyes sharp as knives, as if she were about to kneel!

"President Lin, don't, please!" Bei Ling'er, with eyes wide in rage, desperately shook her head.

Zuo Yaoguang laughed wildly.

But just as Lin Qingxue was about to kneel, a pair of strong hands suddenly pulled her up. Lu Yang's voice rang in her ear, "A mere nobody, why kneel?"

Seeing Lu Yang, Lin Qingxue, overwhelmed with anxiety and panic, unexpectedly lashed out, "Get away from me, don't you see Ling'er is in danger? If she gets hurt because of you, Lu Yang, I will never forgive you!"

"With me here, no one can hurt her! And no one can hurt you!" Lu Yang said calmly.

"You..." Lin Qingxue, exasperated, what time was this to still be posturing? Would it kill him to stop?

"Kid, you finally showed up! We can finally settle yesterday's score!" Zuo Yaoguang, face contorted with ferocity, threw away his cigar. Just thinking about last night's bare-chested brawl with He Zishan made him eager to tear Lu Yang to pieces.

Slap!

Lu Yang slapped Zuo Yaoguang across the face and said coolly, "How dare you hit my wife, tell me, how do you want to die!"