Ambushed

"Why did you add another 200,000 for him?" Shen Leman asked, clinging to Wang Xuan's arm.

"I couldn't just let him make no money! It's not like I was really forcing him to sell. I just don't like being taken for a sucker. Besides, what's the point of bullying an ordinary citizen?"

"Mm, darling, I knew you were a good person!" Shen Leman smiled sweetly. She loved Wang Xuan's generosity and domineering air.

A Kun and A Bo secretly glanced back. Hmph, women!

"What are we going to do later? I took the whole day off."

"Why not just quit? I'll need you to help me manage the clothing factory in the future. Where do you want to go? Say the word!" Wang Xuan smiled and rubbed Shen Leman's hair.

Woman, you've discovered another one of my strengths.

So annoying!

"Let's go shopping. We haven't been in ages."

Looking at the longing expression on Shen Leman's face, Wang Xuan really couldn't bring himself to refuse, though he knew perfectly well how terrifying it was to go shopping with a woman.

"Mm. Let's go back to the company first and tell them to get back to work."

"It's fine, Boss. We can take a taxi back!"

A Kun looked completely sincere. Wang Xuan was so furious that he wanted to kick him to death. You want me to go shopping with a woman by myself? Wouldn't that make me the one carrying all the bags?

"Stop talking nonsense. Why take a taxi? Let's go back first."

The naïve A Kun thought his boss was showing concern for him and even looked deeply moved.

After dropping the two men off at the company, Wang Xuan called a couple of strong, sturdy underlings into the car before setting off again.

"Brother Xuan, does this look good?"

"Looks good!"

"Brother Xuan, which color do you think I should choose?"

"My Ah Man is naturally beautiful. Any color will look good on you!"

"Brother Xuan..."

"Brother Xuan..."

Women shopping were always terrifying, no matter the era.

After two hours, Wang Xuan felt as if his body were about to fall apart. The two underlings were also covered in large and small bags. Unable to endure it any longer, Wang Xuan grabbed the tireless Shen Leman. "Don't shop for too long at once. You'll get tired. I'll come with you again next time, all right?"

"Then... all right!"

Wang Xuan and the two underlings simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. The four of them got into the elevator and headed straight for the underground parking lot.

They had barely gone a short distance from the elevator when Wang Xuan heard a burst of hurried footsteps. He looked ahead and behind and saw seven or eight people approaching from both sides, each with his right hand tucked inside his clothes. They were clearly up to no good.

Most importantly, he felt that their target was him!

"Run!"

Wang Xuan suddenly shouted and dragged the bewildered Shen Leman into a run. The two underlings instinctively followed.

When the men surrounding them saw their target trying to escape, they abruptly pulled out knives from their clothes and chased after Wang Xuan.

"Get him! Don't let him escape!"

Hearing the shouts behind him, Wang Xuan's heart sank. He had only run just now to test them, but he hadn't expected them to really be coming for him.

The exit was blocked. There was no way to circle around it. The elevator was behind them, and there wasn't enough time to get back inside anyway.

The only option was to get into the car and fight their way out, but the attackers certainly wouldn't give him the time.

The knives in their hands weren't ordinary cleavers. It was obvious they had come to take his life. Wang Xuan made a decision instantly.

"Ah Man, run! Go get the car and come back for me. I'll hold them off!"

As he spoke, he took out the car keys and shoved them into Shen Leman's hand. Then he suddenly remembered something and snatched a bag from one of his underlings to take a look.

"Throw everything away. Fight them, and don't hold back. They're here to kill us!"

The two underlings could also see that escaping today would be difficult. They immediately dropped what they were carrying and drew the short knives hidden on their bodies.

Wang Xuan pulled a sandal from the bag and thrust his left hand into it, gripping it tightly. Then, as he ran, he stripped off his clothes, wrapped them around the sandal, and tied the bundle to his left arm. He swung it a few times. It felt quite handy, and the sandal's thick rubber sole looked highly defensive.

He drew the dagger at his waist and signaled to the two underlings, gradually slowing his pace.

Just as the men behind him caught up, Wang Xuan abruptly stopped and spun around. His left hand knocked aside the cleaver coming at him, while his right hand, holding the dagger in reverse grip, viciously slashed across the attacker's neck. The man fell stiffly to the ground, his cleaver flying far away.

Ever since killing someone last time, Wang Xuan seemed to have suddenly grasped the knack of it. He had gained a deep understanding of how to kill someone quickly.

This must be the benefit of having practical experience!

Unable to stop his momentum, one pursuer staggered past Wang Xuan. Wang Xuan retracted his right hand, then drove the dagger viciously into the man's back. The man collapsed without even having time to turn around, twitched once, and then lay still.

Wang Xuan killed two men in quick succession, frightening the remaining six into a fit of unease. The name Blood Dragon was clearly no exaggeration. He was truly ruthless and left no room for mercy.

Since his opponents didn't dare attack, Wang Xuan was happy to stall for time. He didn't want to be the first to break the silence either.

After a brief standoff, the six exchanged glances. They knew exactly why they had come: to kill someone!

The first to strike gains the advantage. Seeing that they were about to attack, Wang Xuan didn't have time to call out to the two men beside him. He suddenly charged forward. Before the other side could react, he made a small leap and drove the dagger in his reverse grip viciously toward one man's forehead.

The man jerked his head backward. He dodged the blow to his head but not to his neck. The dagger pierced his throat. Wang Xuan twisted his wrist and slashed sideways, cutting open the man's neck.

He raised a hand to block the cleaver chopping in from the right and used his left hand to block the dagger stabbing in from the left. Fortunately, the shoe he had just bought was of good quality. Wang Xuan escaped unharmed, jumped backward, and turned to run again.

The two underlings each held off one killer, while three more chased after Wang Xuan.

With no other choice, Wang Xuan could only weave through the gaps between the parked vehicles, hoping to stall for time until Shen Leman drove over. At the same time, he hoped to split the three men up and give himself a chance to take them down one by one.

He had managed to kill three of them earlier only because he had caught them off guard. He had no confidence in taking on three men with nothing but a dagger, especially when all three were determined to kill.

The three men split up and attacked from both front and rear. Wang Xuan suddenly jumped onto the trunk of a nearby car, spun around, and kicked at the man chasing him from behind from his elevated position.

The man wasn't slow to react. He roared and swung his knife. Wang Xuan hastily pulled his foot back, but he was still struck once. Fortunately, the blow hit the sole of the shoe, and because he had withdrawn his foot in time, he avoided injury.

Losing his balance, Wang Xuan fell forward. Damn it! A savage grin spread across the killer's face as he swung his knife at him again.

To hell with it!

His eyes instantly filled with blood, flashing with a vicious glint. He shielded his head with his left arm, twisted his body as best he could, and thrust himself toward the blade.

"Ah!!!"