Chapter 0040: Remember My Name

Lord Long, the boss of Longteng Group in Jinghai City, was the owner of the city's largest bodyguard company. He also held numerous KTVs, bars, and other entertainment businesses, but beneath this façade lay a powerful assassin organization. To put it bluntly, he was the underworld godfather of Jinghai.

Zhang Xiaofan dialed the number from the message directly.

"Hello, who is this?" On the other end of the line came an aged, steady voice.

Calm as ever, Zhang Xiaofan spoke into the phone, "Lord Long, isn't it? You want me dead? Then remember my name. I'm Zhang Xiaofan, and I’m coming for your head."

He ended the call without hesitation.

Just then, several police cars arrived. The man leading them, a middle-aged officer, frowned slightly at the sight of the corpses, but said nothing.

"Take care of it," Zhang Xiaofan instructed, and climbed into the Cayenne. Though the hood was bent and raised from the crash, it didn’t affect the drive.

"Captain, who is that man? He just killed someone, and we’re letting him walk?" a young policeman beside the middle-aged man asked.

"Don’t ask questions you shouldn't. Even if he killed you, there’s nothing we could do. Understand? Secure the scene and wrap it up," the captain said gravely. He had, after all, received orders on his way here.

"Why didn’t they arrest you?" asked Lin Siyu once they were in the car.

"They’re not qualified," Zhang Xiaofan replied as he started the engine. "Today, they came for me. Sorry for dragging you into this. I’ll sort it out soon."

With that, the Cayenne sped off toward Lin Siyu’s company.

...

Inside the headquarters of Longteng Group in Jinghai, an elderly man in a teal suit slowly set down his phone. His eyes gleamed with deep contemplation, the light in them as sharp and intimidating as a blade, enough to make anyone tremble.

Though in his sixties or seventies, with white hair and aged features, his complexion was ruddy and his temples were slightly raised—clear signs of a martial artist with inner strength.

This was none other than Lord Long, notorious in the city’s underworld. Even those on the right side of the law had to show him respect.

His thumb caressed a jade ring on his finger as he spoke softly, "Interesting. Quite an arrogant lad."

"Boss, I told you before—he’s a madman, his strength unfathomable. Going against him isn’t wise," said a young man in a white T-shirt standing by Lord Long, a short dagger in his hand—the same blade from No Man’s Street.

"Five hundred million—it’s worth it. Don’t worry too much. In the end, he’s just one man. After all these years, what haven’t I seen?" Lord Long took a sip of tea, his voice calm. He then picked up the phone and dialed another number. "Get back here immediately."

...

"We’ve arrived, President Lin."

Ten minutes later, they parked in front of the Lin Group building.

"President, your bra is showing..." Zhang Xiaofan kindly reminded as he got out and opened the back door.

Lin Siyu was speechless. How had she not noticed? This pervert was probably secretly pleased right now.

Turning away, she adjusted her outfit with delicate fingers, her cheeks flushed, before stepping out of the car.

"I’m warning you—behave yourself in the office," she said before striding inside.

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled lightly and followed.

As he trailed behind President Lin, the staff eyed the handsome young man with curiosity. The company was large, filled with beautiful women in matching office attire—enough to make Zhang Xiaofan’s gaze linger.

"My adjacent office is empty today. You can stay there. Without my permission, don’t come into my office," Lin Siyu’s tone was icy as they reached the president’s office.

Hmph... as if I want to go into your office, thought Zhang Xiaofan, rolling his eyes. Lin Siyu promptly shut the door, leaving him fuming outside.

Deputy General Manager’s office?

Next to Lin Siyu’s office was the deputy general manager’s office—his own? Did that mean he was the deputy general manager now?

He grinned, pushed open the door, and stepped inside. The spacious, bright office boasted a massive desk, leather sofas, precious ornaments, and oil paintings.

With nothing to do, he turned on the computer, otherwise unsure how he’d pass the day.

Well, it seems the previous deputy general manager was a man of similar tastes.

The computer housed a whopping 500GB of various adult movies, all in high definition, but Zhang Xiaofan couldn’t be bothered to watch.

He downloaded League of Legends. The lightning-fast 1GB download finished in no time, and he spent the whole morning immersed in the game.

His fingers danced across the keyboard, dominating the rival Masters and Challengers.

"Who are you?"

The sudden voice at the door startled Zhang Xiaofan.

A tall, beautiful woman strode in, dressed in a black office suit. Zhang Xiaofan glanced at her hurried expression and guessed her identity.

Could she be the deputy general manager?

He wondered if this stunning woman was the owner of the hard drive full of adult films.

She was breathtaking—clad in a crisp white suit, fair and slender legs, a refined face, and a figure at least as impressive as Lin Siyu’s, with legs even longer.

A true beauty.

This was none other than Lin Sixue, Lin Siyu’s cousin and the deputy general manager of the Lin Group. She had taken the day off but ended up coming to the office after all. Finding a stranger at her desk, she was furious.

"Hold on, let me finish this match—I’m about to get a pentakill!" Zhang Xiaofan smiled. Even if she was the deputy general manager, he wasn’t afraid; the president had put him here.

"Pentakill?" Lin Sixue was stunned. This guy was playing games on her computer?

Who gave him such audacity?

Growing angrier by the second, she marched over, intent on pulling Zhang Xiaofan from the chair.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofan was skillfully maneuvering his champion, Vayne, weaving through enemies and taking them down one by one.

Soon, he secured the pentakill.

Lin Sixue, who played League of Legends herself, was momentarily captivated by Zhang Xiaofan’s dazzling moves, forgetting her original intention.

Before long, he destroyed the enemy’s nexus.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my office? If you don’t explain, I’ll call the police," Lin Sixue regained her composure, eyeing Zhang Xiaofan with suspicion. Was he new? How dare he play games in her office...

"Hello, beautiful. I’m Zhang Xiaofan. If you’d like to invite me to dinner, I’m free today," Zhang Xiaofan said with a grin.

Lin Sixue was truly speechless—where on earth had this guy come from, and he wanted her to ask him out?

Zhang Xiaofan thought it might be worth discussing the adult movies on the hard drive with this beauty. He cleared his throat. "By the way, about those romantic action films—I have quite the collection. Want me to share a few sites with you?"

Lin Sixue glanced at the screen, then froze, as if struck by lightning.

My god! Shameless! Absolutely filthy!

Her face flushed to her ears, trembling with rage, she jabbed a finger at Zhang Xiaofan and gritted her teeth, "Scum!"

Zhang Xiaofan was indignant. "Hey, it’s your computer..."

"Bullshit!"

Lin Sixue’s face was crimson; it was the first time she’d ever cursed.

"Isn’t it yours?" Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback by her fierce reaction.

Fuming, Lin Sixue swung a long leg at Zhang Xiaofan’s groin.

What a ruthless move—aiming right for his manhood. How deep could her grudge be?

Zhang Xiaofan reacted swiftly, grabbing her right leg with one hand, catching a faint whiff of her perfume.

Her proud Taekwondo skills were useless; off balance, she toppled backward.

Thud!

She landed hard, her face pale, the pain in her rear nearly making her cry out.

"You dare hit me? I’ll fight you to the death!" She forced herself up, ignoring the pain, and lunged at him.

Zhang Xiaofan, exasperated, caught her arms and said quickly, "Calm down, will you?"

"Let me go!" Lin Sixue was startled, kicking furiously at him.

Looking at her perfect legs, Zhang Xiaofan’s thoughts briefly wandered, but he quickly dispelled them.

"I’m not trying to do anything. You’ve misunderstood," he said hurriedly. Seeing her still struggling, he added, "I’m President Lin’s personal bodyguard. She put me in this office. I may have used your computer, but was that really worth such a beating?"

"You’re my cousin’s bodyguard?" Lin Sixue paused, recalling that she had indeed heard about a bodyguard.