Lin Xuefu was pale. "I invested in a research team a while ago. A month ago, the team developed a drug. Some bosses from Eastern Europe wanted to buy my core technology, but I refused them, and they said I would regret it. These people must have been sent by them."
This explanation made complete sense.
Lin Xuefu suddenly reacted to something.
Looking at the gun in Wang Han's hand, she asked, "Why are you here? And why did you bring a gun here?"
Wang Han pretended to be mysterious and made something up off the top of his head. "You don't need to know my identity. Some things are better kept to yourself once you've seen them."
"Delivering food is just a cover for you!" Lin Xuefu immediately guessed.
Wang Han flashed a mysterious smile and said in a mystical tone, "Just pretend today's events never happened, understand?"
Lin Xuefu nodded obediently.
After a moment of thought, she asked, "Does Nannan know? Do I need to tell her?"
"Just keep it to yourself. Don't tell anyone you saw me here. If you let it slip, you'll all lose your lives," Wang Han threatened.
Lin Xuefu nodded obediently.
Seeing Lin Xuefu like this, Wang Han couldn't help finding it amusing. She had been so arrogant in front of him before; the contrast between then and now was like night and day.
"Hush!" Wang Han suddenly made a silencing gesture.
Lin Xuefu had no idea what was going on.
Footsteps came from downstairs.
Wang Han silently crept toward the door.
Just as he peeked out, he heard a gunshot.
The bedroom door was blown to pieces.
Terrified, Lin Xuefu hugged her head and curled into a ball.
Wang Han's gun was out of bullets, making it as useless as a poker.
Wang Han looked at the shards of glass on the floor, then glanced at Lin Xuefu.
"Give me your bra."
Lin Xuefu froze, then her arched eyebrows shot up. "At a time like this! You're still thinking about things like that!"
With a solemn expression, Wang Han said, "Stop talking nonsense! I need it!"
Lin Xuefu clutched her chest.
"If you don't want to die, hand it over!" Wang Han urged, turning his head.
Gitting her teeth, Lin Xuefu unhooked her bra and threw it to Wang Han, muttering under her breath, "Shameless!"
After catching the bra, Wang Han immediately pulled out the elastic band and tested its tension.
Finding the elasticity a bit lacking, he looked at Lin Xuefu again. "Give me your panties too!"
Lin Xuefu's face flushed bright red. "You..."
"If you don't want to die, hurry up!"
Lin Xuefu's face was so flushed that even her neck turned red.
"Then turn around first!"
Wang Han turned his back. Before long, Lin Xuefu threw her panties over, wrapping her body tightly in her pajamas.
Her tender, fair, and long legs were faintly visible, quite alluring.
Wang Han had no time to appreciate them right now. He pulled out the elastic band from the panties.
After testing the elasticity, Wang Han picked up a shard of glass.
He pretended to peek out again.
Another shot rang out from the opponent.
Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy hadn't fired a second shot, Wang Han whipped around and pulled back the elastic band aimed in that direction.
Holding it like a slingshot, he released his two fingers, and the glass shard flew out.
It directly slit the assassin's carotid artery.
The assassin staggered backward.
Like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey, Wang Han rushed out and delivered a flying knee straight to the man's face.
He wrapped his arms around the man's head, locking it in place.
His Coiled Dragon Fist surged forward.
With a sharp snap, the assassin bleeding from the corners of his mouth collapsed to the floor.
Wang Han pressed against the wall.
He turned his head and saw Lin Xuefu standing in the doorway, her mouth agape in utter shock.
The food delivery guy's combat skills left her completely dumbfounded.
The bodyguards her family had spent a fortune hiring weren't even this formidable.
Beneath Lin Xuefu's translucent purple pajamas, her fair and delicate figure was faintly visible.
The hem reached only halfway down her thighs, and her tender, long, flawless legs were pressed tightly together—she was an absolute ten out of ten.
She had to admit, Su Qi's best friend was truly blessed in the looks and figure department.
Noticing Wang Han's unbridled gaze, Lin Xuefu quickly covered her chest. "Don't look! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"
Wang Han withdrew his gaze. "Your boobs aren't even as big as mine, what's there to look at?"
Lin Xuefu gritted her teeth in fury. Knowing this wasn't the time to argue, she changed the subject. "Is there still danger?"
Wang Han pulled a gun from the corpse, poked the body with his foot, and spotted a tattoo.
There was a hexagram on the wrist, a fallen angel tattoo on the back, and six coin-sized hexagram tattoos on the shoulders.
"Six-star Fallen Angel," Wang Han muttered.
"What's a six-star Fallen Angel?" Lin Xuefu walked over, wrapped in her clothes.
Wang Han explained, "Abyss is Latin for hell. In this assassin organization called Abyss, the top assassins are their leaders—the nine-star Fallen Angels, whom people call Satan or Lucifer. Their ranks range from one to nine.
To dispatch a six-star Fallen Angel from Abyss, whatever you guys researched must be worth a fortune, right?"
Lin Xuefu listened in a daze.
"That thing is extremely important! It can alter human genetics."
This time, it was Wang Han's turn to be stunned.
"No wonder."
Still shaken, Lin Xuefu asked, "Will there still be danger?"
Wang Han leaned against the wall, admiring Lin Xuefu's graceful figure.
"There should be one more."
Lin Xuefu glared fiercely at Wang Han. "Stop looking!"
With a grinning smile, Wang Han pulled back his gaze. "Quite exciting!"
Lin Xuefu's face turned beet red once more. She pulled her pajamas tighter. She rarely stayed here, so there weren't many clothes in this place. "Shameless! I really don't know how Nannan... "
Before she could finish, Wang Han suddenly covered Lin Xuefu's mouth and pinned her against the wall.
"Hush! Someone's coming!"
Chapter 11: You're Still Young
Their bodies pressed tightly together.
The warm breath exhaled from Lin Xuefu's little nose blew against Wang Han's chest.
It was warm and ticklish.
Wang Han's breath similarly blew across Lin Xuefu's face, making her heart pound wildly.
Lin Xuefu was still wearing that translucent purple lace nightgown, her graceful figure faintly visible, making one's blood run hot.
A few seconds later, Lin Xuefu suddenly frowned and looked down.
Bashfully turning his head away, Wang Han raised both hands in a shy gesture. "I'm still a young man after all!"
Lin Xuefu instantly understood something. "You shameless jerk!"
The footsteps downstairs were chaotic, not sounding like an assassin's.
Wang Han shielded Lin Xuefu behind him. "Stay here and don't move, I'll go down and take a look."
Just as he reached downstairs, he saw several ruffian-like youths heading in this direction.
Leading them was a scarred, burly man wearing a large gold chain.
"Boss, isn't this punk just a delivery guy? Why would he come to a place like this?" asked a bleached-blonde, big-headed punk eating a popsicle.
The scarred man looked around. "Nine to one, he came to steal something."
Wang Han slowly walked down the stairs.
The scarred man immediately noticed him.
After exchanging glances, Wang Han tucked his gun into the small of his back. "Gentlemen, can I help you?"
The scarred man touched his head and sneered at Wang Han. "Punk, we're Hao-ge's men. I think you should know why we're here, right?"
"Hao-ge? Which Hao-ge?" Wang Han didn't catch on for a second.
The bleached-blonde big head, chomping on a popsicle, swaggered up with a swaggering strut. "Qin Hao!"
Wang Han instantly understood the purpose of these men coming here.
It turns out that trash Qin Hao had sent people to exact revenge.
"What do you want with me?" Wang Han asked, knowing full well the answer.
The scarred man touched his head. "Su Qi is our Hao-ge's woman. You fucking slept with our Hao-ge's woman, and you're still asking us what we want?"
"Damn it! Playing with the boss's wife!" The big-headed punk with the popsicle kicked away a stool and marched toward Wang Han.
Wang Han smiled. "You can't blame me, can you? If you have to blame someone, blame your Hao-ge for being too weak."
"Damn you! Playing with the boss's wife?"
Big Head stepped up and shoved Wang Han.
The scarred man licked his gums. "Punk, at a time like this, your mouth is still pretty tough, huh? Brothers, break this punk's legs first! Then drag him in front of Hao-ge. Hao-ge said he wants this punk to kneel on the ground and watch Hao-ge play with Su Qi!
Get him!"
At the scarred man's command, several subordinates swarmed forward.
Wang Han assumed a starting stance.
The muscles on his arms coiled like dragons. With ten fingers hooked like talons, Wang Han swept outward.
On the spot, he tore open the front of a lackey's clothes, even slicing open the flesh beneath.
The bloodied and mangled sight terrified the remaining men behind him so much that they didn't dare step forward.
The scarred man's face darkened. "Turns out he knows martial arts! Big Head, take him down!"
"Damn it! He knows kung fu!" Big Head muttered around his popsicle, hopping in place.
He unleashed a whip kick.
Without missing a beat, Wang Han countered with a chopping kick of his own.
Ah!
With a miserable scream, Big Head felt as if he had kicked an iron bar, clutching his leg and rolling on the ground.
"A bunch of losers, step aside and let me handle this!" The scarred man rolled his shoulders, loosened his neck, and charged forward with a knee strike.
Planting his lower body firmly, Wang Han reached down with one hand and slapped it onto the knee.
Immediately following that, he delivered a single-sheep elbow strike.
It landed squarely in the center of the scarred man's chest.
The scarred man was sent flying backward through the air.
Upon landing, the scarred man flew into a rage and pulled out a dagger.
With a ferocious expression, he growled, "I'll carve you up!"
Just as the scarred man was about to charge forward—
A piercing scream suddenly echoed from upstairs.
Wang Han's expression shifted, and he hurriedly dashed back up.
Thinking Wang Han was scared, the scarred man yelled, "Charge! Kill him!"
The mob surged upward in a chaotic swarm.
As soon as Wang Han rushed up, he saw a black, burly man with his arm locked around Lin Xuefu's neck, holding the black barrel of a gun directly against her head.
Lin Xuefu's face was drained of color.
The burly man's gun barrel swung toward Wang Han.
Lin Xuefu screamed, "Wang Han, run!"
Without a moment's hesitation, the black brawny man fired a shot at Wang Han.
Wang Han dropped and rolled on the ground, simultaneously pulling out his gun and returning fire at the burly man.
Using Lin Xuefu as a human shield with one arm locked around her, the burly man ducked for cover.
The two exchanged gunfire while dodging.
The walls were riddled with holes.
Vases, glass frames, and other items were blasted to smithereens.
When the scarred man, who had chased up to hack Wang Han to pieces, witnessed this scene, he trembled violently and lost his footing, wiping out in a face-plant.
Wang Han and the black brawny man shot at each other simultaneously.
A full magazine of bullets was expended.
Neither managed to hit the other.
The opponent was smart, using Lin Xuefu as cover; otherwise, Wang Han would have blown his head off directly.
The moment the opponent tried to reload, Wang Han hurled his empty gun at him.
Lin Xuefu was clipped by the flying gun and ducked her head in pain, leaving the burly man exposed.
Seizing the opportunity, Wang Han smashed a nearby vase with his fist, grabbed a shard, and hurled it.
The shard grazed the brawny man's carotid artery.
Blood spurted out.
The black brawny man's pupils dilated.
His massive frame came crashing down with a heavy thud.
Wang Han helped Lin Xuefu up. "Are you alright?"
As Lin Xuefu's gaze gradually refocused, she threw herself into Wang Han's arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Wang Han gently patted Lin Xuefu's back. "It's over."
Fortunately, Lin Xuefu also came from a prominent family and had seen the world, so she quickly regained her composure.
Staring at Wang Han, she no longer looked down on him the way she had before. She knew that if it weren't for this delivery guy today, her life would have been forfeit 100 percent.
Her heart overflowed with deep gratitude.
Picking up the gun from the floor, Wang Han loaded it and walked toward the scarred man.
Terrified, the scarred man backed away. As he scrambled to his feet, his legs gave out and he collapsed to the ground once more.
He had always considered himself a tough guy.
Little did he know that compared to Wang Han, he was truly small potatoes.
The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was aimed right between the scarred man's eyebrows.
Scared out of his wits, the scarred man immediately dropped to his knees. "Brother, brother, listen to me!"
Wang Han lit a cigarette.
"I'll give you three seconds for your last words.
Three!"
Sweat poured continuously down the scarred man's forehead.
He shook like a leaf in the wind, paralyzed with terror.
"Brother, I'm with the Black Dragon Society."
"Two!" Wang Han's gaze remained calm as still water.
"Brother! You're still young! You mustn't walk down the path of crime!" the scarred man roared.
"One!"
The scarred man shrieked, "Brother! Qin Hao went after Su Qi! If you don't go right now, Su Qi is going to be defiled by Qin Hao!"
Bang!
Wang Han fired a shot straight into the scarred man's kneecap.
Howling in agony, the scarred man rolled all over the floor.
Stepping over the scarred man, Wang Han sprinted toward downstairs.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Lin Xuefu shouted.
"To find Su Qi."
"Then I..." Halfway through her sentence, Lin Xuefu gritted her teeth. "Then hurry up and go!"
Without looking back, Wang Han left.
Lin Xuefu grabbed her phone and made a call. "Grandpa... I've been attacked."
Over at Su Qi's house:
Having just returned home to grab something, Su Qi heard a knock on the door.
Thinking it was Wang Han returning, she opened it, only to find Qin Hao standing there.
Rubbing his fat, stubby fingers with a ferocious, lustful expression, Qin Hao swept a greedy gaze over Su Qi. "Bitch! Today I'm going to play with you until you drop!"
Lunging forward like a fat pig, Qin Hao charged at Su Qi.
Su Qi blocked him frantically.
Alas, being just a woman, how could she possibly fend off Qin Hao?
Laughing maniacally, Qin Hao used both hands to rip at Su Qi's clothes. "Bitch! Stop screaming! I've already sent people to grab that delivery boy, and later I'm going to have my way with you right in front of him!"
Despair washed over Su Qi's face.
Bang!
The door was kicked off its hinges, flying up toward the ceiling.
Startled so hard his fat jiggled, Qin Hao turned his head to see Wang Han storming in, his face murderous.
Chapter 12: Old Classmate
Wang Han dashed over to Qin Hao in a single bound, grabbed a handful of his hair, and swung his arm in a wide arc.
Thud!
Qin Hao's head slammed against the wall with a deafening crash.
Blood immediately began to stream down his head.
With a ferocious expression, Qin Hao roared, "Fuck your mother! You dead delivery boy! Do you know who my dad is?"
Grabbing Qin Hao by the hair, Wang Han smiled chillingly. "By process of elimination, first of all, it's not me!"
Clenching his fat, stubby fingers into a fist, Qin Hao punched Wang Han straight in the lower abdomen.
Without wasting a breath, Wang Han pinned Qin Hao's head down and drove a knee straight into his face.
With a sharp snap, Qin Hao's nose was bent completely out of shape.
His face was covered entirely in blood.
"My dad is Qin Gang! The richest man in Jiangning City! You..." Qin Hao bellowed!
Before he could finish, with a cold expression, Wang Han grabbed Qin Hao's head and began hammering it against the wall like a tolling bell.
He didn't stop until Qin Hao started begging for mercy.
Only then did Wang Han release his grip.
Looking back, he saw Su Qi standing there, still shaken.
Stepping forward, Wang Han placed his hands on Su Qi's shoulders. Feeling her delicate body still trembling, he pulled Su Qi into his arms.
Patting her head gently, he said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Seizing the opportunity, Qin Hao scrambled to his feet and bolted for the door.
Lifting her stiff hands, Su Qi wrapped them around Wang Han's back, holding on tighter and tighter.
The mood was finally shattered by Su Qi's phone ringing.
After taking the call, Su Qi's spirits perked up. She quickly touched up her makeup and said, "Wang Han, I need to head to the company first to discuss a project. We can go get our marriage certificate after I wrap up the meeting."
Wang Han didn't object either. "Sure, I don't mind."
After a moment's thought, Su Qi asked, "Can you come with me?"
"Alright."
Returning to her room, Su Qi changed into an office-appropriate OL suit. Her slender black-silk legs under her hip-skimming skirt were an instant eye-catcher.
Stepping into a pair of high heels made her look even taller and more statuesque.
Adorned with delicate, subtle makeup, her exquisite facial features were truly breathtaking enough to rival the legendary beauties of old.
Wang Han had encountered his fair share of top-tier beauties, but Su Qi easily ranked in the top three among them all.
If out of a hundred points, Su Qi was at least a ninety-eight.
Driving over to the Su Family's Shenghua Corporation:
The Su Family's business spanned several sectors, including real estate, entertainment, and dining, with real estate as their core enterprise.
Upon entering the company, Su Qi instantly resumed her aura of an aloof goddess.
Employees passing by respectfully greeted her one after another, while casting curious extra glances at Wang Han, who was trailing behind her.
Since they were planning to get their marriage certificate today, Wang Han had cleaned up specifically, looking quite presentable.
Everyone was privately whispering and speculating about what relation this man had to President Su.
Lin Qingyun had already dispatched Liu Yue to negotiate the business.
As soon as they met, Su Qi immediately stepped forward to greet her.
"Hello, President Liu."
Liu Yue shook her hand.
Turning her head and spotting Wang Han, Liu Yue immediately straightened up respectfully. "Wang..."
Before she could finish, Wang Han stepped forward and grabbed Liu Yue's hand. "Well, well, well, old classmate! What an incredible coincidence!"
Su Qi froze.
Clearly, she hadn't expected Wang Han and Liu Yue to know each other.
Liu Yue was momentarily startled as well, but she wasn't an idiot, and she shot a meaningful glance at Su Qi.
"What a coincidence indeed."
Liu Yue smiled.
Recovering her composure, Su Qi gestured. "Please take a seat, President Liu."
"Shall we cut straight to the chase?" Liu Yue sat down and got straight to the point.
Su Qi nodded.
Wang Han took a seat to the side as well.
Just as both parties were deep into discussions—
The door to the conference room was shoved open aggressively by several people.
Led by Su Qi's grandfather, Su Yongzhi, a group of people strode into the room.
Leaning on his cane, the old man walked in with a beaming smile. "Hello, President Liu. Your esteemed presence truly brings immense honor to my humble abode."
Liu Yue stood up to greet him. "Elder Su."
"Sit, sit, sit." Su Yongzhi chuckled as he took a seat.
"I heard you were coming to negotiate a project with us—the new district project, no less. It got this old man so excited I didn't even eat lunch before rushing over."
Su Yongzhi sat down eagerly.
Liu Yue offered a polite, professional smile.
Turning his head, Su Yongzhi looked at Su Qi, then his peripheral vision swept over Wang Han, making him think for a second that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
Staring intently at Wang Han, he looked closer.