Chapter 119: Beating Up a Spoiled Rich Kid

"Little miss, I think I'd better be the one to protect you..." Zhang Xiaofan said, blowing softly into Xia Shihan’s ear as he spoke.

Feeling his arm around her waist and sensing his masculine scent, Xia Shihan’s face turned crimson instantly. She pouted, "You... you pervert... let me go..."

"Little miss, I was just worried you’d fall. You don't have to thank me, but there's no need to call me a pervert... Fine, I'll let you go..." Zhang Xiaofan said with an air of feigned innocence, pulling his hand away.

Xia Shihan immediately felt her body lose its balance and begin to tip backward.

"Ah... you... catch me quickly..." Xia Shihan was wearing a skirt today; if she fell like this, she’d be exposed for sure. She cried out to Zhang Xiaofan in a panic.

Just as the words left her lips, a large hand caught her waist and pulled her back into his embrace.

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, and whispered, "This was your idea, so don't go calling me a pervert again..."

Yet, Xia Shihan shrieked, "Pervert! Let me go!"

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless. *Fine, you’re a woman, I’ll forgive you.*

"Kid! So you only know how to hide behind a woman? But it seems this little lady isn't much help either. I suggest you get over here and kowtow to apologize..." Wang Hao said with a sneer.

"Heh..."

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, then suddenly moved. Before Wang Hao could react, he reached out, grabbed Wang Hao’s head, and slammed it downward with force.

Wang Hao struggled instinctively, but no matter how hard he tried, it was futile.

Seeing the knee coming toward his face, Wang Hao’s pupils constricted in terror!

*Thud!*

Zhang Xiaofan’s knee smashed into Wang Hao’s face. The immense force broke his nose instantly. Dazed and seeing stars, Wang Hao felt blood streaming from his nostrils.

Compared to Xia Shihan’s graceful movements, Zhang Xiaofan’s technique was pure street fighting: simple and brutal.

It all happened so suddenly and so quickly. By the time Wang Hao collapsed to the ground, howling in agony with blood covering his face, the others finally reacted!

*Damn, this kid is ruthless!*

The remaining four young masters were shocked, but then they remembered they still had five bodyguards on their side, and their fear vanished.

"Go! Beat him up, but take it easy—don't kill him."

At their command, the five bodyguards rushed toward Zhang Xiaofan.

Seeing the five men charging at him, a cold smirk played on Zhang Xiaofan’s lips. He didn't budge, instead throwing a punch directly into the fist of the lead bodyguard.

Of course, he used only a fraction of his strength. He didn't want to accidentally kill these men; they didn't deserve death, and he didn't want to bring trouble upon himself the moment he arrived in the capital.

*Crack...*

With a crisp sound, their fists collided. The bodyguard felt as though he had slammed his hand into an iron plate, and a sharp, piercing pain surged through him.

The overwhelming force sent him stumbling backward. His arm felt as if the bones had been shattered, and his face twisted in agony.

Xia Shihan watched from the side, stunned. *So this guy is actually this strong...*

After knocking the first man back without moving an inch, Zhang Xiaofan threw another punch, landing it squarely on the face of the man to his right.

"Ah..."

The bodyguard roared in pain, feeling as if his head no longer belonged to him.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't stop. Three more punches landed in rapid succession, sending the remaining three bodyguards crashing to the ground. These young masters had thought their bodyguards were invincible, but they were powerless before Zhang Xiaofan.

Suddenly, the four remaining young masters turned pale. Their bravado had vanished.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at them calmly and said, "Come on, didn't you ask if I had the guts? Why are you cowards now?"

"Kid, I suggest you be smart. With our status in the capital, we can dispose of you with just a few arrangements." Naturally, these young masters wouldn't yield easily.

"Is that so? How about I dispose of you all right now?" Zhang Xiaofan sneered, stepping toward them.

"You... don't come any closer!"

How could they not be afraid? Five bodyguards had been flattened in an instant—they stood no chance. They didn't believe he would actually kill them; like their own threats, it was just posturing. But the way he beat people up was so vicious that they didn't want to suffer the physical pain.

Zhang Xiaofan grabbed one of them by the collar and lifted him up as if he weighed nothing.

"Come on," Zhang Xiaofan said coldly. "Kill me, why don't you?"

"Brother... I was wrong. Please, let me go. It was all Wang Hao’s idea; we didn't want to cross you," the young master whimpered, immediately folding.

"Is that so? You didn't look like that when you were acting so tough earlier. I’m a reasonable man; if you can impress me, I might let you go," Zhang Xiaofan said indifferently.

"Brother, I’ll give you money. How about 100,000? I just took it out today," the young master asked tentatively.

*Slap!*

Zhang Xiaofan struck him across the face. "You’re trying to insult me with money? Do you think I’m short on cash?"

"You... you dare hit me? Don't go too far!" The young master clutched his face in fury. He had never been struck like this in his life. The pain reignited his temper.

"Oh? I hit you, so what?"

*Slap!*

Zhang Xiaofan slapped him again.

The young master finally realized he shouldn't be arrogant; this man clearly didn't care who he was. He had met a real tough guy today and had no choice but to accept defeat.

"Big brother, just tell us—what will it take for you to let us go?"

"Letting you go is simple. Each of you slap yourselves ten times. You've got filthy mouths, don't you think?" Zhang Xiaofan said. "Of course, if you don't do it yourselves, I’ll do it for you, but I don't know how to hold back..."

*Slap!*

The young master didn't hesitate and began slapping himself. It was better to do it himself than to let that monster beat him.

The other three, though filled with rage and reluctance, followed suit, left and right. They hit themselves hard, fearing Zhang Xiaofan's wrath.

Before long, their faces were swollen.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled, got into his Hummer, started the engine, and prepared to leave.

Only then did Xia Shihan recover from her shock. She ran to the driver's side window and said, "You’re quite good at fighting. How about becoming my bodyguard?"

"Not interested."

Zhang Xiaofan refused point-blank. *Become your bodyguard? Are you joking? You might be pretty, but why would I want to be your bodyguard?*

Xia Shihan seemed to have anticipated the rejection, given he drove a Hummer and didn't seem to lack money.

But she wasn't ready to give up. "You’re from Jinghai, aren't you? If you become my bodyguard, I’ll have your back. How about that?"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed. This beauty was rather cute. "Have my back? Do you think I need anyone to have my back? Alright, alright, I’m hungry and I’m going to eat."

With that, he stepped on the gas, and the Hummer sped away.

"Hmph! How dare you treat me like that! Let's see where you can run!"

Xia Shihan stomped her feet in anger, jumped into her Mercedes, and gave chase.

In the Hummer, Zhang Xiaofan intentionally slowed down. Seeing the Mercedes chasing him, he couldn't help but smile.

Meanwhile, the young masters watched the Hummer disappear and finally breathed a sigh of relief. They rushed to help Wang Hao up; thankfully, he was alive.

"Damn it, I will never let that brat go. Did you get his license plate number?" Wang Hao clutched his nose, trembling with rage.