The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 546: Made the Wanted List

Gao Wushan and Silly Biao were completely stunned; they admitted to themselves that they weren’t as ruthless as Long Fei.

Such a person, if he were a cop, that would be really weird.

The van following them swerved chaotically, and its glass shattered.

A moment later, realizing the urgency, it sped up, heads popping out and shouting with guns aimed outside, "Stop the car, fuck, stop the damn car!"

Long Fei also picked up Jiang Feng’s gun and pressed it against the driver’s forehead, instructing him to floor the gas pedal.

The van buzzed loudly and lurched forward.

The pursuing car, realizing things were going south, fired a burst of machine gun fire at the front tires.

A hail of bullets peppered the vehicle, one of which blew out a tire.

The van screamed as it lost control.

It swerved violently and charged down the slope beside the road.

"Be careful!"

Without saying another word, Long Fei pushed Gao Wushan down beneath him.

Silly Biao also clung to his seat as the van crashed repeatedly, then plunged down the slope.

Gao Wushan felt as if the world was turning upside down, his stomach churning.

Fortunately, with Long Fei holding him and firmly grasping the front seat, they managed to reduce some of the inertia.

Finally, as the van rolled, they were all thrown forward, hitting the interior hard and losing consciousness.

When the day brightened, sunlight streamed through the car windows.

Gao Wushan and Silly Biao woke up groggily, only to see Long Fei with his eyes closed, his arm trapped in the car door, bleeding profusely from the cuts made by the metal.

The driver’s head had hit the steering wheel, blood pooled on the ground, his condition unknown.

In a panic, Gao Wushan pinched Long Fei’s philtrum, shouting, "Brother Long, wake up!"

Silly Biao’s eyes turned red as he anxiously asked, "Fifth Master, Brother Long isn’t dead, is he?"

"Shut up!"

Gao Wushan glared at him and told him to find a pry bar to free Long Fei’s arm from the metal.

The two climbed out and also pulled Long Fei out.

After a while, Long Fei felt he had pretended long enough and slowly opened his eyes, gazing blankly at the sky, he softly asked, "Not a bad view of the Underworld, eh?"

"Damn it!"

Fifth Master punched his chest, and both he and Silly Biao burst out laughing.

The three of them had indeed taken a trip to Ghost Gate Pass.

Without Long Fei, Fifth Master and Silly Biao felt they would have been done for this time. freēwēbnovel.com

The three bandaged their wounds and, supporting each other, climbed up the sloping road, haphazardly boarding a passing truck.

Armed with guns, they forced the driver who had wanted to refuse to stop.

The driver intended to go to Binhai City, but Gao Wushan insisted on making him head towards Spiritual Mountain County on the side of the mountain.

This county was no longer under the jurisdiction of Binhai City. Once they reached the outskirts, Gao Wushan made a call for a car to pick them up and instructed Silly Biao to take out the driver.

His expression was undisturbed, as if dealing with a small chicken.

Long Fei stopped Silly Biao, took the gun from him, and fired three or four shots at the driver.

The driver’s body was splattered with blood, yet it was only minor injuries caused by Long Fei’s Essential Qi rupturing the skin.

After the bullets were fired, he caught them in his hand.

From the outside, however, the visual impact was significant; it looked as if the driver had really been shot through.

As the unfortunate driver’s head slumped, knocked out, Long Fei closed the car door and returned the gun to Silly Biao.

His movements were smooth and decisive.

An arriving middle-aged man who had come to pick them up felt a chill, glancing at Gao Wushan.

With a twitch of his mouth, Gao Wushan gestured for Long Fei and Silly Biao to quickly get in the car and leave.

Spiritual Mountain County had no Spiritual Energy; instead, the air was full of the scent of coal dust.

The mountains here were not green but appeared black in the distance.

The entire county seemed to have been tossed out of a coal pit.

The car stopped in a village, at the entrance of which was a large courtyard enclosed by barbed wire.

The driver who came to pick them up honked the horn three times, two short and one long.

The large iron gate at the entrance clanged, fully sliding to one side.

Two people stood behind the door, looking around cautiously with a large wolfhound on a leash in hand.

After the car entered, the large iron gate was pulled shut.

Long Fei surveyed his surroundings through the window; the place was a handicraft workshop, and the air was filled with a sour and pungent scent.

The yard was about half the size of a sports field, cluttered with various cardboard boxes and sundry items.

On a wall directly opposite, hung a sign that read "Wang Family Fermented Tofu."

Long Fei did smell the scent of fermented soybeans, but he also detected other odors.

Once the group got out of the car, Gao Wushan had someone prepare a room for Long Fei and Silly Biao while he and Little Mustache went to the opposite side.

The room was small, probably where the workers usually lodged.

There were four double beds inside, all reeking of foot sweat.

Long Fei and Silly Biao sat down on a bed, and Silly Biao immediately fished out a cigarette for Long Fei, asking with concern, "Brother Long, how’s your wound?"

"It’s nothing!"

Long Fei shook his head with a smile.

His ears, however, followed Gao Wushan and the other as they left.

The two entered an office, and as soon as Gao Wushan sat down, Little Mustache immediately asked, "Fifth Master, who’s that tall guy you brought? He hits incredibly hard!"

Gao Wushan replied, "Someone I know from the station, quite a talent. He really helped me out this time."

Little Mustache asked, "Is he safe?"

Gao Wushan responded, "It’s solid. He’s killed several people on the way here; no cop could fake that. Just now, I tested him using the driver, and he didn’t hesitate to strike to kill. This kid can’t be wrong."

Little Mustache said, "That’s good. Things have gotten tight lately. The cops have been round here three or four times. It was with great difficulty that we shipped out, and then this had to happen."

Gao Wushan said indifferently, "The incident happened already, no point talking too much. How’s the situation in Binhai City? Can we go back now?"

Little Mustache replied, "You guessed right, every highway toll booth is heavily monitored by police. I heard that last night the nightclub was also raided, and Sister Jin Feng was brought in for questioning too."

Gao Wushan gave a slight grunt and instructed, "Although this time was risky, the goods are intact. Contact a reliable buyer immediately. Even if we earn a little less, sell off this batch as soon as possible. Holding onto these goods is like having a time bomb."

"Understood!"

Little Mustache acknowledged.

Gao Wushan stood up and said, "That’s about it. Have someone prepare something to eat; we haven’t eaten yet!"

Little Mustache nodded and left, and Gao Wushan also departed from the office, entering the room where Long Fei and Silly Biao were.

Without waiting for a prompt, Silly Biao shouted out, "Fifth Master, I’m starving, is there any roast chicken to eat?"

"Yes, you can have your fill!"

Gao Wushan shook his head with a smile, sitting down opposite Long Fei.

Facing him calmly, Long Fei made a fist with one hand in salute and said, "Fifth Master, now that you have returned safely, I should take my leave. As the green hills last and the rivers flow, we’ll meet again in the jianghu."

Reaching for a cigarette, Gao Wushan tossed one to him and asked, "Where will you go back to?"

"Binhai City."

Long Fei lit the cigarette calmly.

Gao Wushan locked eyes with him and said, "Are you really naive or just pretending? With all this commotion, do you think you can go back?"

"Why can’t I go back? The police haven’t seen me."

Long Fei appeared nonchalant.

Gao Wushan warned, "Don’t forget, it’s very likely that Jiang Feng’s people have been caught by the police, and they can recognize you. I guarantee that you are already a wanted fugitive by the authorities."

"How is that possible!"

Long Fei feigned shock.

Shortly after, Gao Wushan’s phone rang.

He looked at it; it was a photo of a wanted poster.

On the wanted poster, the first person was Long Fei himself, including a snapshot from surveillance footage of his face.

Gao Wushan handed it to Long Fei and said indifferently, "See? I wasn’t wrong, was I?"

Long Fei took it, stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Damn it, what the hell? The police work too damn fast, don’t they?"

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