C8 Chapter 8

When I heard this, I thought it was a good idea. I grabbed his arm like I was grabbing a life-saving grass. Without caring that his expression became strange, I hurriedly said, "I beat up their boss. If they catch me, I'm dead for sure. Please do well and help me avoid them."

"Who did you hit?"

"Tiger Head, I don't know if you've heard of it before. I... I didn't do it on purpose. " I don't know how to explain this to him. I was afraid that he would really chase me out of the car, so I hugged his arm and refused to let go. "Sir, please, I beg you."

He tried hard to shake me off, but my will to live was too strong, so he didn't shake me off.

Then, I heard that he seemed a little helpless. He said to the driver, "Old Chen, drive back first."

"Yes, Young Master Fu." The person who called Old Chen replied respectfully and started the car.

Outside the window, tiger Head's subordinates saw that the car was about to leave. They couldn't care less who was sitting in the car. Six people stood in a row and blocked the road.

They had the intention of not letting him go.

"Young Master Fu, what should we do?" Although Old Chen asked, his tone was very calm and did not show any panic.

The man beside me coldly snorted, "Drive."

His meaning should be, drive and crash?

I don't know what kind of courage this man has. Not to mention the few people blocking the road in front of me are tiger-heads, even if it was an ordinary person, if they were to crash into him, even if they didn't die, they would still be crippled. Isn't he afraid?

I have the feeling that I got into the wrong car. This Young Master Fu seems to be even harder to provoke than Tiger Head.

Old Chen was very obedient. He really stepped on the accelerator. Without any hesitation, with a loud engine sound, the car shook a little and scared the group of people in front of him into running away. They looked like clowns who were playing tricks. They were flustered and exasperated as they chased after him with wooden clubs.

Young Master Fu laughed lightly. He seemed to be in a good mood?

The car quickly left the street. I temporarily escaped from there. My heart, which was hanging in my throat, also fell. I leaned against the seat powerlessly.

I wanted to say some words of gratitude to Young Master Fu. But seeing that he was resting with his eyes closed, I didn't want to disturb him anymore. I'd better say it when I get off the car.

There was soft music playing in the car. After the whole night, I was a little tired. The car was swaying, and I actually fell asleep.

In my dream, I slept very restlessly. Tiger Head, brother Hai, yajing, and the others surrounded me. No matter how I begged for mercy, they refused to let me go. They even applied chili concoction on my wounds.

I cried out in pain and my hands and feet danced wildly in midair. I don't want them to get close to me!

"Young Master Fu, she has a high fever." In a daze, I heard an amiable female voice. I tried my best to open my eyes, but I could not muster up any strength. My entire body was cold and hot, and even my bones were aching.

"En, then wait for her fever to subside, then call me." His voice gradually faded away along with the footsteps. I used all my strength to open a slit, and only managed to see his tall and straight back.

Someone used a towel soaked in icy water to dry it and covered my head. The uneasiness on her body slowly calmed down with her care.