Chapter 27: Inner Strength

In the taxi, Shu Wan'er grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand with hers. Her hand seemed to be trembling slightly, and her face didn't look too good.

Noticing something was wrong, Zhang Xiaofan quickly asked:

"Sister Village Chief, what's happened? Did your family give you a hard time when you went back home?"

Shu Wan'er also seemed a bit confused. She turned her head and looked behind her a few times before turning back to look at Zhang Xiaofan and speaking softly:

"Xiaofan, there are several cars behind us that have been following us. They seem to want to stop us. I don't know why. As for my family, it's okay. They said they'd give me two years, and they meant it."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan quickly looked back. Suddenly, he frowned. He just saw several cars behind the taxi, turning left and right. They seemed to be in a hurry and wanted to overtake this taxi.

"Don't worry. I'm here. I was able to carry you out of Jiulong Village. You can imagine how strong I am. Even if a few people come, it's fine if they have no ill intentions. But if they do, I'll make them pay the price."

Zhang Xiaofan turned back and showed a charming smile at the corners of his mouth.

Shu Wan'er held Zhang Xiaofan's hand even tighter. It was the first time in her life that she liked holding a man's hand like this because this hand made her feel safe, and she felt at ease holding it.

After all, a man and a woman were holding hands. After a moment of silence, Shu Wan'er looked down and saw their hands holding each other. She was still an innocent girl, so her face couldn't help but turn slightly red, and she actually felt shy.

"Xiaofan, don't think too much. I'm just feeling scared, and holding your hand makes me feel less scared."

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless: "Hehe! It's just holding hands. It's okay. By the way, Sister Village Chief, the feeling when I kissed you on the mountain that day is still unforgettable. It was really comfortable. How about giving me another chance?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Shu Wan'er's face turned even redder, blushing deeply. Her cold demeanor disappeared instantly, and instead, she was like a shy little girl, turning her head to the side and not daring to look at Zhang Xiaofan directly.

"Xiaofan, what happened in the forest that day was all an accident. You can't think about it anymore in the future. After all, you're only eighteen years old now. This is not the time for such things. Be serious and stop joking."

Zhang Xiaofan let out a sigh and smiled:

"Okay!… I'll listen to you, Sister Village Chief. We won't kiss…"

Before he could finish his words, Shu Wan'er gave his waist a hard pinch, and he let out a cry of pain.

Although they were joking and the tense atmosphere had been broken to some extent, Shu Wan'er was still a bit nervous. Because she was a famous person and her family had a lot of assets, there were many people who coveted her beauty. Even in the past, when they went out, they would sometimes bring bodyguards.

Zhang Xiaofan even found that even when Shu Wan'er went to Jiulong Village, there were people secretly protecting her.

Just then, the taxi driver in front also looked terrified. His hand on the steering wheel was shaking slightly. He suddenly said tremblingly:

"Have you two done something wrong or offended someone?"

The taxi driver also noticed that something was wrong, and his voice was shaking.

Just then, two black Mercedes-Benz cars came from both sides, sandwiching the taxi and driving parallel to it. Coincidentally, they caught a red light. The doors of the two black Mercedes-Benz cars opened, and a man with a square face and glasses, looking somewhat imposing, said to the taxi driver:

"Brother, after the red light, drive the car and stop at the park ahead. This has nothing to do with you. Just drop off the two people in the back, and you can leave.

If you don't listen…"

The imposing man wearing black sunglasses threatened at the end. The taxi driver was timid, and his face turned pale with fear. As soon as the red light turned green, he quickly drove to the side of the park ahead and stopped the car.

Two or three black Mercedes-Benz cars behind also stopped slowly, and more than a dozen people got out. They were all tall and strong, wearing black suits and having crew cuts. They looked very imposing and surrounded the car.

"Miss Shu, we apologize for the inconvenience. Please get out of the car. This is all our boss's order. We're just stopping you. We have no ill intentions."

The imposing man with a square face took off his sunglasses. There was a scar on his face. This man was full of vitality and had an extraordinary presence. He knocked on the car window glass and said respectfully.

With just a casual glance, Zhang Xiaofan could tell that this man must have lived a life on the edge before, either he was a retired special forces soldier, or he wouldn't have such an imposing manner.

"You two get out of the car quickly! Don't stay in my car. I won't charge you for the fare either."

The taxi driver quickly opened the car door and urged them to get out. Zhang Xiaofan and Shu Wan'er could only slowly get out of the car. The taxi driver stepped on the gas pedal and drove away as if running away.

After all, this was Zhuque City, and the Shu family had great influence with informants everywhere. So within the scope of Zhuque City, when there were people around, she didn't dare to hold Zhang Xiaofan's hand. But standing beside Zhang Xiaofan, her face was still cold and glamorous, and there was anger in her eyes. They actually dared to stop her, Shu Wan'er's, car. If this got out and the Shu family found out, they would definitely send people over.

"Who is your boss?"

Although Shu Wan'er was a bit scared in her heart, she didn't show it at all on the surface. With an icy demeanor, she slowly opened her mouth and asked.

The bodyguards of the Mingzhu Grand Hotel didn't dare to offend this young lady of a wealthy family. They immediately bowed and apologized:

"Miss Shu, our boss is your best friend, Li Yanhong. She's on her way here and will be here soon."

Upon hearing that it was that enchanting woman, Zhang Xiaofan was immediately filled with anger:

"What's going on? We just left your hotel, and now you send people to stop us. Playing hard to get? Do you want to silence us? And you, big guy. You look powerful and have even cultivated a bit of inner strength. But you're injured inside, like a sick tiger. You can only scare people."

Zhang Xiaofan's words were extremely sarcastic, and he didn't take these people seriously at all. As for the latter part of his words, no one else understood them, not even Shu Wan'er knew what Zhang Xiaofan was talking about.

But the imposing man with a square face was shocked in his heart and felt a chill down his back. This young man was too terrifying.

Chen Yaotie's family ran a martial arts school. He had been practicing the family's ancestral martial arts since he was a child. It was a kind of powerful combat technique used on the battlefield, passed down from a certain ancient general. Later, he joined the army. During a mission, he suffered serious internal injuries and thus retired.

Appreciated by Li Yanhong, he came to work as a bodyguard at the Mingzhu Grand Hotel.

Although Zhang Xiaofan belittled him, comparing him to a sick tiger, in front of ordinary people, more than a dozen people would definitely not be a match for him.

The family martial arts passed down from ancient times were becoming more and more declining. Chen Yaotie was able to cultivate a bit of inner strength. Although it was only a little and he had just grasped the basics, it showed that he had amazing talent.

It was a pity that during that mission, he encountered the legendary ghost warriors from the island country and his meridians were damaged and blocked. It was impossible for him to make further progress.

But he hadn't told anyone about this. Now, just from a glance at this young man, his situation was exposed without reservation. One could imagine how terrifying this young man was. He couldn't help but quietly wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.