Chapter 0061: Chen Yuanyuan

After work, as usual, Zhang Xiaofan drove the car.

“Zhang Xiaofan, let me tell you, I am not secretly in love with you. Watch your words in the future. Me, jealous of you? You’re overthinking it,” Lin Sixue sat in the back seat, her lips pursed in annoyance, still fuming over what had happened at lunchtime.

“Fine, then. Next time I chase after girls, don’t interfere,” Zhang Xiaofan replied.

“You flirting with company staff during work hours is wrong, and you think you’re in the right?” Lin Sixue glared at Zhang Xiaofan in the driver’s seat.

“Tch, I’m President Lin’s bodyguard, not yours. You can’t control me. If you’ve got the guts, bite me,” Zhang Xiaofan retorted, not in the best mood.

“Sis! I’m so mad. Look at this guy’s attitude—he’s about to fly up to the heavens!” Lin Sixue immediately clung to Lin Siyu beside her, shaking her arm and whining.

Lin Siyu was already used to these two bantering, so she simply pretended not to hear them. She pressed the button to lower the car window and gazed outside.

With no other options, Lin Sixue reached out and pinched Zhang Xiaofan’s arm hard.

“You big bully, always picking on me.”

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless—was it you bullying me, or me bullying you?

Just then, at the three-way intersection ahead, a truck suddenly sped toward them, making a sharp turn straight into Zhang Xiaofan’s Hummer.

At the same time, a van rushed out from the side road. Its door swung open, and two burly men, wielding submachine guns, aimed at Zhang Xiaofan’s Hummer.

The Hummer was built to be bulletproof, but Lin Siyu had just opened the window!

“Watch out!”

Zhang Xiaofan reacted instantly. In that split second, he slammed the brakes and jerked the steering wheel, directing the front of the car toward the van.

In the next moment, two gunshots rang out, bullets smashing into the front windshield. The glass didn’t shatter, only bearing shallow marks.

“Damn!” An angry roar came from inside the van.

“Boom!” But at that moment, the truck rammed violently into the Hummer. The force of impact immediately deformed the side of the vehicle. Already unstable from the quick turn, the Hummer flipped over under the collision.

Thankfully, the Hummer was built to military standards. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable—at worst, death, at best, serious injury.

The Hummer was shoved by the truck for dozens of meters before it finally came to a halt. The two Lin sisters inside were already pale with fright, screaming desperately.

Once the car stopped, Zhang Xiaofan forced open the bent door, yanked on the handle, and tore it off entirely.

Without a word, he grabbed Lin Siyu out with one hand, then Lin Sixue.

Holding both sisters in his arms, he swiftly dodged to the side.

The area was in chaos now. Nearby cars honked incessantly; some sped away in reverse, desperate to escape.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

More gunshots rang out, bullets piercing into the side of the car. With the truck and the car body blocking the line of sight, the gunmen in the van didn’t realize Zhang Xiaofan and the others had already gotten out.

It was all thanks to Zhang Xiaofan’s quick reactions. From extracting himself, rescuing the two sisters, everything was accomplished within ten seconds.

Had he been any slower, Lin Siyu and Lin Sixue would be corpses by now.

Lin Siyu, held tight in Zhang Xiaofan’s strong arms, gazed up at his face. She saw his resolute expression, calm and steady, with sharp eyes that gave her a wordless sense of security.

“That was terrifying… we almost died,” Lin Sixue clutched her chest, her trembling figure betraying her fear.

She simply couldn’t reconcile the image of the master she’d imagined with the unruly man before her.

Indeed, even the best SWAT officers in Jinghai couldn’t have managed this. Facing several men with submachine guns, with bullets flying thick and fast—who could survive such a barrage? And looking at the scene, the Hummer had been rammed by a truck; this required someone truly formidable to counterattack.

Chen Yuanyuan frowned, feeling speechless. How shameless could this man be? Did he really kill those gunmen?

“I did kill them. No need to thank me, beautiful. Not to brag, but your police force couldn’t handle these ruthless criminals,” Zhang Xiaofan grinned. “If you insist on thanking me, you can treat me to dinner and we can talk about life and dreams.”

Submachine guns, several bodies—she couldn’t believe this young man had taken down those bandits.

“I’m Chen Yuanyuan from the Criminal Investigation Department. Did you kill these men?” Chen Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Xiaofan, then around at the scene.

“Oh…” Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, for once not teasing Lin Siyu. Still, he realized his own charm must be considerable.

“Why are you staring at that pretty policewoman…” Lin Siyu blurted out, then quickly covered her mouth—wasn’t that just admitting she was jealous?

“Lin, why are you acting like this…” Zhang Xiaofan whispered.

“Lecher…” Lin Siyu watched Zhang Xiaofan’s eyes nearly pop out, feeling inexplicably annoyed. She pinched his waist hard, squeezing a handful of tender flesh.

The beautiful policewoman approached step by step, and Zhang Xiaofan’s gaze never left her.

Her skin was pale, lightly made-up, with soft, rosy lips that made one want to kiss her. Her eyes, moist and shimmering, conveyed a delicate allure.

At the front was a young policewoman, looking to be just over twenty, and even her uniform couldn’t hide her exquisite figure.

After the car stopped, two police officers, both in uniform, stepped out of the police car.

Clearly, they were officers from the area, arriving after receiving reports from citizens.

Just as Zhang Xiaofan was about to lead the Lin sisters away, a police car suddenly drove over, stopping beside them within seconds.

After a bit of repair, the car would be fine.

Lin Siyu made a phone call to a car repair service. The Hummer’s safety features were superb—though smashed by the truck, only one side was caved in.

Zhang Xiaofan was moved; President Lin did care about him.

Lin Siyu rolled her eyes at Zhang Xiaofan but spoke with genuine concern.

“How can you still laugh at a time like this?”

Zhang Xiaofan smiled calmly.

“Lin, with my skills, how could I get hurt?”

Lin Siyu tilted her pretty face and asked Zhang Xiaofan. She’d heard the fierce gunfire earlier and was genuinely worried about him.

“Xiaofan, you’re not hurt, are you?”

Zhang Xiaofan gently patted her back, soothing her.

Though Lin Sixue was Lin Siyu’s cousin, her family was mainly in business.

By contrast, Lin Siyu was more composed; after all, Lin Haonan was her grandfather, from a military family, so her nerves were steadier.

She buried herself in Zhang Xiaofan’s arms, sobbing. Though Lin Sixue usually acted fearless, this scene left her utterly terrified.

Lin Sixue’s face was drained of color. As a young girl, she’d never witnessed anything like this!

“It’s over now.”

Zhang Xiaofan stood up, scanning the surroundings. Once he was sure there was no more danger, he walked over to the Lin sisters.

Life truly wasn’t easy for him—between that mysterious sorcerer martial artist and now the revenge from Lord Long’s henchmen.

Zhang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes; killing Lord Long had indeed brought retaliation.

“Hahaha, are you afraid now? You killed Lord Long, so get ready for endless revenge!” The gunman laughed wildly, then bit his tongue and killed himself.

Zhang Xiaofan approached, kneeling beside him. “Who sent you? Why do you want to kill me?”

He fired four shots, taking down the last gunman, whose arms were ruined and posed no further threat.

The scene was so shocking—like a Hollywood film, electrifying. From afar, many people recorded videos for their social media, but the footage was too blurry.

After dealing with the two men, Zhang Xiaofan picked up the submachine gun from the ground. More men climbed out of the van ahead; Zhang Xiaofan took them down one by one, precise shots—playing with guns before him was pure folly.

Before they could even register pain, their necks had been broken, their heads twisted and hanging limp.

A furious sweep emptied the magazine, and as they reloaded, Zhang Xiaofan leapt into the air, delivering two fierce kicks.

His eyes brimmed with killing intent; these assassins had to die.

Had things gone differently, he would have felt guilty.

The submachine gunfire was relentless. Luckily, the crowd had already fled; otherwise, who knew how many would have died needlessly.

Rat-a-tat-tat…

It was obvious these people were after him. If they wanted Lin Siyu dead, they wouldn’t have cared about him—a basic trait for a professional killer.

Zhang Xiaofan darted like a leopard, dodging bullet after bullet.

Upon spotting Zhang Xiaofan, the two gunmen’s eyes widened with ferocity, unleashing a wild barrage.

Zhang Xiaofan dashed out swiftly; sensing the gunmen had moved to the front of the car, he lured their attention.

Lin Siyu glanced at Zhang Xiaofan; she was in utter panic now, relying entirely on him.

“Ah… okay!”

If he stayed on the defensive, he’d be fine, but what about the Lin sisters? The attackers were armed with submachine guns.

“Lin, keep an eye on her. I’ll go deal with them.” Zhang Xiaofan instructed Lin Siyu, who was more mature than Lin Sixue.

In that instant, a bullet whistled over Lin Sixue’s head. If not for Zhang Xiaofan’s quick reaction, Lin Siyu would have been shot in the head.

“Keep your body low! Don’t move!” Zhang Xiaofan pressed Lin Sixue down.

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