Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Unlike Su Nanqin, Lu Fang became increasingly irritable and ruthless when things were in danger, while Su Nanqin remained calm and collected.

As the guardrail turned, Su Nanqin drifted again, trying to shake off the two people following behind him.

Su Nanqin's anklet wasn't just for show; Lu Fang had installed a miniature locator on it!

Lu's heart pounded as he watched the red dot move across the screen.

There was a bend ahead. Su Nanqin looked at the map and, if he remembered correctly, a few kilometers later, after going around a few intersections, he would be able to reach the bend.

It should be an abandoned factory.

With his palms damp, Su Nanqin assessed the possibility of jumping out of the moving vehicle.

It's simply not feasible to travel between mountain roads and bridges.

A jeep following behind seemed to have finally lost patience and sped toward Sunanqin.

In an instant, Su Nanqin understood his intention: he wanted to force himself off the cliff!

Rolls-Royce is indeed a high-performance car, and Su Nanqin's driving skills are not for nothing, but that doesn't mean he can speed up.

Instead, slow down!

The jeep behind thought he must be crazy to dare to confront someone head-on.

Yingyi sat in the driver's seat, accelerated to full throttle, and decided to go all out and chase after the car in front.

Beside him was a cliff. Su Nanqin looked at the landmark of the abandoned factory ahead on the map and his mind raced.

It accelerated again, the black phantom speeding along the road like the wind, heading straight towards the abandoned factory.

Shadow's eyes darkened as he stared intently at the black phantom ahead, biting the rear of the car and giving chase. "Damn it!"

In the center of the abandoned factory stood an eight-story unfinished building, but Su Nanqin slowed down as he rushed out onto the main road.

The Jeep, with its tail on the back, sped up and crashed straight into the black Maybach!

Su Nanqin suddenly closed his eyes, turned the steering wheel sharply, and narrowly missed the jeep.

With a loud "Bang!", the black phantom, instead of defending, launched a counterattack and crashed into the jeep!

Shadow One and the group of thugs inside the Jeep suddenly widened their eyes.

The black Phantom turned around and, using its own momentum, squeezed the Jeep into the abandoned building.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

Two more loud bangs followed, and the jeep's metal door was crushed into dust upon impact!

The wall collapsed under the force of the impact, crashing down onto the jeep with a loud "boom".

In contrast, the Rolls-Royce Phantom on the outside showed obvious dents and cracks in the impact area, and apart from broken windows, it suffered almost no other major damage.

They even used the jeep's inertia to avert the crisis of having no brakes.

Su Nanqin wiped the scratch on his neck from the glass, not even noticing the pain.

His fist clenched, and in an instant, a sinister killing intent flashed through his eyes.

Inside the jeep, Shadow One and his group were clearly badly injured. The collapsed wall instantly crushed the jeep, trapping the two people in the back seat inside.

At this moment, it let out one mournful cry after another.

Shadow One spat out a mouthful of blood, then locked onto his target again. "Kill him!"

Su Nanqin tilted his head, making a clicking sound.

A few seconds later, Shadow One, wearing a black windbreaker, climbed out of the front seat.

"It really was you." Su Nanqin said calmly, showing almost no surprise or emotion at Ying Yi's betrayal.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Shadow's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

It was almost too fast to see, but the next second Su Nanqin caught it steadily and punched the other person in the right cheek.

"Everything you learned was taught to you by me. You've got some nerve, trying to use what your master taught you to kill him?"

Shadow One took two steps back, dodging Su Nanqin's swift and ruthless sweeping kick, and swung his blade straight for his throat, saying, "You think you're worthy to be my master!"

Su Nanqin nimbly dodged.

Hearing the sound of another jeep behind him, Su Nanqin turned his head.

What got out of the car was a group of thugs, all of them skilled fighters.

Ji Yang got out of the car, clapping his hands as he walked, amidst the sounds of fierce fighting. "No wonder she's called the 'Little Princess of the Capital,' she's got a really good life."

Su Nanqin dodged a sweeping punch head-on, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were sharp. "It's you, Uncle Ji's youngest son."

"How does it feel to be a stray dog ​​driven to the brink of despair? Hmm? Su Nanqin?" Ji Yang, wearing a black jacket and Martin boots, walked through the gravel.

"For revenge?" Su Nanqin ignored his relentless pressure, his expression remaining indifferent even though his body was indeed nearing its limit.

"What do you think? Fourteen years ago, you clearly had the drug development plan, so why didn't you give it to those people? Why did you have to sacrifice my father's life, turning me into a stray dog, begging for mercy every day?!"

Su Nanqin looked at the person in front of him, as if he had heard a joke, and snorted coldly.

Ji Yang was provoked by his reaction. He raised his hand and waved it with murderous intent, "Go, kill him."

Su Nanqin's face and neck were covered in blood, making it impossible to tell whose it was.

Behind him was an unfinished building. He raised his hand to block several thugs and then rushed upstairs.

Only by diverting attention can we seize a chance to survive.

"Chase!" Ying grabbed the dagger and led his men after them.

"Bang!" Su Nanqin delivered a beautiful back kick, and one of the thugs was caught off guard and fell straight off the fifth-floor railing.

The others sensed something was wrong, and they looked at each other, holding their daggers but not daring to make a move.

It seems they didn't expect this person to be so daring!

Su Nanqin ignored their reactions and charged straight at the group of thugs.

Outnumbered, Su Nanqin was no match for one of the thugs and was pinned to the fifth-floor railing by one of them.

The long-neglected railings creaked and groaned under human pressure, threatening to collapse at any moment!

Su Nanqin's back was soaked with cold sweat; his brain had never been working so fast before.

He waited for the right moment, intending to hook the person's knee and flip them over.

In the face of life and death, Su Nanqin suddenly froze for a moment. Only he knew what happened in that missed second!

Early symptoms of catatonia occur intermittently.

In that split second, Ying rushed forward and, without hesitation, knocked Su Nanqin off the building!

Even the thugs around were stunned!

Dead? The business legend of Beijing has died just like that?

Unexpectedly, there was no "bang!" sound. Su Nanqin actually grabbed the bottom of the railing and was hanging straight on the outside of the five-story-high railing!

Lu Fang, his face covered in blood, rushed up to the fourth floor and saw this scene on the spiral staircase. He was so shocked that he almost stopped breathing!

Su Nanqin’s only leverage was the railing and Lu Fang’s arm, which he thought was too heavy to lift even a grain of rice!

"Kick it down!" With his strength waning, Shadow One didn't even lift a finger himself, but gave the order.

Su Nanqin suddenly closed her eyes, and countless memories of Lu Fang flashed through her mind.

Under severe exhaustion, her consciousness had even begun to blur, and she only wanted to stay in the world where Lu Fang existed for a little longer, driven by instinct.

Su Nanqin thought he was not afraid of death, but only at this moment did he realize it.

He longed to live, to spend countless ordinary days with Lu Fang, and to hear Lu Fang scold him fiercely again.

Even though he wanted to live, he never had the delusion that someone would come to save him.

The hopes of fourteen years ago have been dashed, so there will be no more superfluous fantasies fourteen years from now.

Walking alone, fighting alone, just like Su Nanqin.

"Bang!" A loud noise came from the parallel ground.

"Nan Nan!"

Su Nanqin subconsciously thought that his consciousness was beginning to blur and he was hallucinating. The next moment, a very familiar large hand grabbed him.

Su Nanqin's eyes instantly reddened, filled with disbelief, "Lu...Lu Fang?"

The railing was rickety and could not support two people leaning on it; Lu Fang's heart was pounding in his chest.

Then Su Nanqin realized what was happening, and her instinctive reaction wasn't to use the momentum to get closer, but to roar, "What are you doing here?!"

"Shut up and get on here!" Lu Fang's face turned ashen.

He had just finished fighting with a group of thugs downstairs and regrouped, and he was panting heavily as he spoke.

Not far away, Yingyi, who had been unexpectedly kicked away by Lu Fang, got up from the ground, picked up a piece of something, and threw it at Lu Fang's hand that was gripping the railing for leverage!

"court death!"

Su Nanqin's eyes widened suddenly. "Let go! Lu Fang!"

"Shut up, you bastard! I'm the head of the household!"

……

Lu Fang is probably the only one who would still be fighting for dominance in the family when things are so dire.

Lu Fang wanted to use this opportunity to drag Su Nanqin into the mess.

"Thump!" It was the sound of a brick falling.

The mixing is the sound of bones and blood making a clattering sound.

Su Nanqin's eyes widened suddenly. "Lu Fang! I told you to let go!"

It has to be said that language is contagious; this was definitely the first time Su Nanqin had ever sworn in his life.

Lu Fang merely frowned, ignoring the excruciating pain, and forced a smile to distract Su Nanqin, saying, "Baby, you can't learn swear words. When we get back, your husband will teach you something else."

Lu Fang spoke casually, but his eyes were actually tinged with crimson. His hand, which had been hit by the drill, was dripping blood and was already a bloody mess.

Su Nanqin's eyes instantly reddened, and she shook her head, crying, "No... I don't want it anymore... Let me go, Lu Fang, you'll die..."

"Sweetheart, Nan Nan, don't talk nonsense. We'll all get back alive." Lu Fang was already nearing his limit, but he remained gentle.

"Then you'll all die together!" Shadow One raised his head again, turned it around, and slammed it down.

"Lu Fang!" Su Nanqin cried out, his voice hoarse and desperate.

"Bang!" The next second, Lu Fang exerted force backward and pulled hard.

He grabbed Su Nanqin's head and pulled him into his arms, and due to the momentum, the two rolled several meters away from the open space.

Another muffled thud followed as Lu Fang slammed into the wall pillar behind him, letting out a groan.

Su Nanqin was held tightly in Lu Fang's arms, tears blurring her vision. She cried as she climbed out of his embrace, "What are you doing here!"

Lu Fang was clearly nearing his limit. He tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and pulled the person into a tight embrace. He then lowered his head and kissed Su Nanqin's blood-stained temple.

"Don't be afraid...you're not alone. Lu Fang..."

Su Nanqin was stunned for a moment, then realized that Lu Fang was referring to the kidnapping fourteen years ago.

Fourteen years ago, no one saved you; this time, it's my turn to protect you...