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Enraged! Ye Fan was truly enraged this time!

In the six years since he married Su Ruoxue, aside from Su Ruoxue's family, Zhuang Jingwen was the only one who truly respected him, and had provided a lot of help throughout these years.

To Ye Fan, Zhuang Jingwen was not just his boss, but also his only friend in Central Plains.

Now that Zhuang Jingwen was in trouble, Ye Fan was furious to the core.

In order to figure out who was trying to kill Zhuang Jingwen, Ye Fan sped along while contacting East Suburb Big Brother Xiang Tianba, "Sister Jingwen is being chased for her life, did you arrange this?"

"What? Miss is being hunted down? Master Ye, please don't misunderstand me, I'm still in the hospital recovering from injuries, how could I possibly arrange someone to go after Miss!" Xiang Tianba hurriedly explained.

Ye Fan asked, "If it wasn't arranged by you, then who else could it be?"

"Master Ye, don't be anxious, I'll have someone look into it right now. We'll have news soon!" Xiang Tianba said in a cold sweat, worried by Ye Fan's suspicion.

Ever since the last time he was beaten up by Ye Fan, he had been walking the straight and narrow, not daring to trouble Zhuang Jingwen ever again.

At that moment, Ye Fan realized Zhuang Jingwen's identity wasn't simple, probably even more shocking than what he had imagined.

After he had rescued Zhuang Jingwen last time, he asked her why Xiang Tianba was causing her trouble. Zhuang Jingwen did not spell it out and mentioned it would be disadvantageous for him to know too much.

To confirm Zhuang Wenjing's identity, Ye Fan asked, "Are there many who want to kill Sister Jingwen?"

"Uh, well..."

Xiang Tianba thought Ye Fan knew, and when asked, he was bewildered, "Master Ye, to tell you the truth, the forces wishing to kill the miss number no less than a hundred in Central Plains alone!"

"That many?" Ye Fan was taken aback.

Xiang Tianba sighed, "That's actually considered few. If it was ten years ago, there would be at least several hundred forces!"

"What exactly is Sister Jingwen's real identity? Tell me!" Ye Fan demanded.

Xiang Tianba sighed, and seemingly recalling the past, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master Ye, you may not be aware, but ten years ago, the one who dominated the Gray Zone of Central Plains City was named Zhuang Yan, and the miss is the daughter of Boss Zhuang Yan!"

"What did you say? Sister Jingwen's father was the boss who ruled the Gray Zone of Central Plains ten years ago?" Ye Fan was utterly shocked.

Xiang Tianba nodded, "Yes! Ten years ago, I was just one of Boss Zhuang Yan's leaders!"

"If Sister Jingwen was once the daughter of your boss, why would you want to kill her now?" Ye Fan asked.

Xiang Tianba said, "It's a long story..."

"If it's a long story, then don't bother. I don't have time for your nonsense; send someone to find out immediately who's behind the attack on Sister Jingwen!" Ye Fan said sharply.

With Zhuang Jingwen's life hanging in the balance, he had to seize every second; if Xiang Tianba wasted any time here, it would only delay the rescue.

Meanwhile, eight kilometers to the south, Zhuang Jingwen was utterly disheveled, her face devoid of any mature charm, and being closely pursued by a large number of assailants.

"Hurry, hurry, catch her, don't let her get away!" a middle-aged man with a fierce face bellowed.

"Brothers, charge!"

Following the middle-aged man's shout, hundreds of ruffians wielding machetes rushed towards Zhuang Jingwen.

Zhuang Jingwen stopped in her tracks, her face pale as jade. She said with a grave tone, "Meng Xianzhi, what do you really want? My father has been dead for ten years!"

"Humph! Don't give me that crap. Your father Zhuang Yan sold us out ten years ago, causing my wife and child to die. I have an irreconcilable feud with your family, and even if that old dog Zhuang Yan is dead, I will still kill you to avenge my wife and children!" Meng Xianzhi glared at Zhuang Jingwen with intense killing intent.

Breathing heavily, Zhuang Jingwen responded coldly, "My father didn't betray anybody back then, there was a traitor within the gang!"

"Do you think I would believe your words? Dream on! Attack, catch her for a reward of three million, kill her for a reward of one million!" Meng Xianzhi roared wildly.

"Kill!"

Hearing about the bounty, the hundreds of ruffians were invigorated as if injected with adrenaline.

Seeing so many people wanting to kill her, Zhuang Jingwen took a deep breath and, with a Desert Eagle in each hand, shouted, "Don't come any closer, whoever dares to advance dies!"

"Fortune favors the bold, brothers, go for it!"

A bunch of thugs, eager for the bounty, were not afraid of Zhuang Jingwen firing at them.

"Bastards!"

Seeing that there were still those foolhardy enough to charge forward, Zhuang Jingwen resolutely pulled the trigger.

Bang bang, the two leading thugs were shot dead on the spot.

"Holy shit! The woman means business!"

Having witnessed two men killed by Zhuang Jingwen, many thugs stopped in their tracks, their legs trembling with fear.

Meng Xianzhi sneered, "What's there to fear? Keep going, she has limited ammo, once it's out, she's just as dead!"

"The boss is right, slash her to death!"

Heeding Meng Xianzhi's words, a group of braver thugs charged forward once again.

Beads of cold sweat formed on Zhuang Jingwen's beautiful forehead; she hadn't expected these thugs to be so desperate, not even fearing death for the sake of money.

She gripped the Desert Eagles tightly and fired two more shots, two more were hit and fell dead to the ground, causing the group of thugs to halt at the sound of gunfire once again.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhuang Jingwen dashed onto the road, where, coincidentally, a speedster was riding a motorcycle, and she did not hesitate to intercept.

"Dammit, are you asking for death?!" the speedster cursed, startled by Zhuang Jingwen stopping him.

Zhuang Jingwen aimed her Desert Eagle at the speedster's head, "Get off!"

"Oh crap, sister, big sister, I was just joking, don't shoot!" The speedster quickly raised his hands in fear, cold sweat beading on his forehead at the sight of the Desert Eagle.

"Get off!" Zhuang Jingwen shouted again.

The speedster dared not disobey Zhuang Jingwen's order and quickly dismounted the motorcycle; in the moment he stepped off, Zhuang Jingwen leaped onto it.

Roar!!!

The next moment, Zhuang Jingwen accelerated fiercely, the motorcycle charging away like a tiger descending a mountain.

Meng Xianzhi, leading a group of people onto the street, saw Zhuang Jingwen escape on a motorcycle, and furiously roared, "Don't let that bitch escape, chase her, chase her down!"

"Get on, chase!"

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In an instant, numerous thugs on motorcycles surged with killing intent, chasing in the direction where Zhuang Jingwen had disappeared.

"Chase, chase, chase!"

From all around, alleys burst with hundreds of thugs, they quickly got into vehicles and chased after her in unison.

Meng Xianzhi's eyes were filled with killing intent, and he said with depth in his gaze, "Zhuang Jingwen, tonight, if I don't kill you, I'll never be a man!"

"What's happening?"

Ye Fan arrived immediately, and as soon as he got there, he saw a multitude of vans and motorcycles charging ahead.

"There was a woman who just hijacked a motorcycle and took off, these people are all after her!" someone explained.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Ye Fan's expression drastically changed.

Just as Ye Fan was about to act, Xiang Tianba called him, "Master Ye, I've found out who's after Miss Zhuang Jingwen!"

"Who?" asked Ye Fan.

Without any hesitation, Xiang Tianba said in a deep voice, "North Suburb Northern Cold King Meng Xianzhi!"