Movie King

Shen Wuxiao drove incredibly fast.

It was as if he was overly panicked.

As they exited the villa district, the car drifted and lost control.

Lin Fan hadn't been paying much attention to begin with, and now his head hit something hard again.

Fortunately, he was tough and resilient, so he was fine, just a bit embarrassed.

Finally, after a frantic drive, the car stopped in front of a park.

Lin Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He then looked at the driver, "Brother, thanks a lot this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a familiar face.

He had been sitting in the back, and coupled with the poor lighting at night, the rush, and the constant drifting, He hadn't had the chance to get a good look at the person in front.

Now, he was utterly astonished!

"Brother Sikong, how is it you?"

Lin Fan was extremely surprised!

Shen Wuxiao was still acting, panting heavily, staring straight ahead as if he had been greatly frightened.

"Brother Sikong!" Lin Fan recovered and reached out to pat Shen Wuxiao's shoulder.

Shen Wuxiao flinched as if suddenly startled, "Is... is it okay now?"

Lin Fan, having been through countless battles, sometimes felt nervous in such situations, but not outright scared.

However, in his understanding, Brother Sikong was just a rich second-generation heir who hadn't experienced such things.

It was normal for him to be scared.

"It's fine. How did you end up over there?"

Lin Fan was very confused about this point, unable to figure it out at all.

Shen Wuxiao put on another dramatic performance, trembling.

"I... I..."

Lin Fan felt a bit helpless and sighed, "Don't be nervous, take your time!"

As he spoke, Lin Fan grabbed some tissues and handed them to Shen Wuxiao.

Seeing the sweat pouring down his forehead, it was clear he had been genuinely terrified.

It was understandable; facing such gunfire and explosions.

For a pampered rich second-generation heir like him to experience it once was truly bad luck.

Shen Wuxiao took the tissues, his hands still shaking.

He nervously pulled out tissues, unconsciously taking out over a dozen.

Then, as if realizing, he folded two and wiped away the sweat on his forehead and neck.

The paper became soaked.

"Brother Sikong, how did you end up over there?"

Shen Wuxiao looked at Lin Fan and finally spoke, "I... I just wanted to confirm!"

"Confirm what?" Lin Fan asked.

"It's... it's like this. I originally called the hotel manager to ask him to give you more convenience!"

"After all, you have no family or friends, and your woman even cheated on you. I was afraid you might do something extreme!"

"Later, he said he seemed to see you leave. After I asked, he told me you left the hotel late at night with a grim expression and a murderous aura!"

At this point, Shen Wuxiao swallowed, as if to calm his emotions.

"I was startled then, and I remembered what you asked me this morning!"

"So I guessed that you might actually lose your temper and go for revenge."

"The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed. So I disguised myself and wanted to come see what was happening. Of course, I was mainly afraid of being implicated, because it was I who said I had seen Shen Wuxiao in Jin Nan Bay."

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."

At this point, Shen Wuxiao stopped speaking.

Lin Fan felt quite touched.

This rich second-generation heir, although he seemed to be the type who only knew how to eat, drink, gamble, and womanize, had to admit, he was also loyal.

It was true that he was afraid of being implicated. If Lin Fan were caught, he would definitely be interrogated, and he worried about being exposed, which would ruin his family.

But more than that, it was this Brother Sikong who was worried about Lin Fan acting rashly.

In many people's eyes, Shen Wuxiao had power and influence, and going there would be equivalent to courting death. It was normal for him to think that way.

"Sigh... I owe you another favor!" Lin Fan sighed.

Shen Wuxiao shook his head, a little agitated. "No... you don't owe me. I... I didn't help you at all. I didn't dare to go over. I've never seen that kind of scene before. I'm a coward!"

Seeing that the other party was getting emotional, Lin Fan patted his shoulder.

"If you didn't leave, how can you be considered a coward? Anyone who saw that scene would have been scared out of their wits."

Hearing Lin Fan say that, Shen Wuxiao finally looked over.

"Really?"

Lin Fan nodded. "Yes!"

Shen Wuxiao knew the persona he had built. When it was time to be proud, he had to be proud.

He chuckled sheepishly. "Although I haven't achieved much, I... I'm not disloyal!"

"That's why I didn't dare to get close, but I didn't run either. Fortunately... fortunately, you managed to escape and got into the car."

Lin Fan nodded again!

He understood!

This was a conflicted state of mind.

He was scared and wanted to run, but his conscience told him he couldn't.

So, with a sense of guilt, he felt like a sinner if he just ran away.

This led him to circle around the area, wanting to leave but feeling he couldn't. This was a typical conflicted state of mind!

It was also a sign of deep-seated kindness within a person!

Lin Fan, being the Wolf King, understood human nature quite well.

After this incident, Lin Fan was convinced of one thing: Brother Sikong could be trusted!

At the very least, he wasn't someone who would stab you in the back.

His mentor had told him that he would face many hardships in his life, but he would also meet many noble people who would help him.

Now that he had entered the city, many things had happened, and he had met noble people during his times of helplessness, which was proving to be true.

Lin Fan had fought for many years and had seen his fair share of storms. He never imagined he would be so blind.

He had praised his greatest enemy to the skies.

After a while, Shen Wuxiao finally asked, "Brother Lin Fan, are you injured?"

"I watched from afar. There was gunfire and explosions. Are you hurt?"

Lin Fan didn't hide anything. "I was shot in the leg. It was a sniper rifle!"

"What?" Shen Wuxiao feigned surprise. "Which handsome guy did that?"

"?"

Lin Fan was stunned but then understood. He was being sarcastic. If he had cursed, it would have sounded vulgar.

Nowadays, many curses were replaced with other words.

For example, instead of calling someone an idiot, they would say "little darling"!

Lin Fan shook his head. "I don't know. It was a sneak attack. I wasn't paying attention."

Shen Wuxiao nodded. "Never mind that. I'll take you to the hospital first. Hold on!"

"No need, I can manage!" Lin Fan didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"No need? You've been shot, this isn't a joke. And don't worry, my family has shares in that hospital, and they're very discreet!"

Shen Wuxiao finished speaking, started the car, and sped towards the hospital.

Lin Fan was slightly moved. If it weren't for Brother Sikong, he would have encountered some trouble.

They drove rapidly and finally arrived at the hospital.

Lin Fan wasn't that delicate. It was just a bullet.

However, the bullet had to be removed and the wound bandaged.

If he weren't a Martial Artist, and a Master-level one at that, with True Force protecting him.

Otherwise, that sniper bullet, fired from less than a kilometer away, would have been enough to blow a hole in his leg.

Martial Artists like them practiced martial arts, not immortality. In battles, they relied on True Force, Martial Skills, or Divine Abilities, Supernatural Abilities!

However, if their stage wasn't high enough, firearms could still harm them.

This was like the difference between a martial arts master and an army.

No matter how powerful they were in a one-on-one fight, they would still be annihilated by an army, even if the soldiers were ordinary people.

Otherwise, Guo Jing, the invincible hero of Xiangyang City, wouldn't have died defending it.

He knew that a person's strength would eventually be exhausted, but an army's cavalry was endless.

Only after cultivating to the seventh Rank Grandmaster stage would one develop an external Protective Aura, making them impervious to blades and water.

Combined with great Divine Abilities, Martial Skills, or Supernatural Abilities, they would have achieved some success.

Even then, it would only be the beginning of the path of martial arts!

Lin Fan knew his journey was still a long way off.