Xu Xiaoya shook her head: "If it were Uncle Luo's birthday, I would definitely be a distinguished guest, but how would Luo Xin know who I am? Even my dad had to cheat his way into getting an invitation. Wei could have gotten one for me too, but I think it's better for me to stay home. It's better not to go to those kinds of events; there will definitely be a fight between the brothers. It's pointless. Hu Qian and Yang Shiqi won't be going either, but Zhang Lingfeng will probably be. You two can keep each other company, but don't you dare learn bad habits from him."
Zhao Qiang said, "I'm just delivering the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar, and then I'll leave the spoon."
Xu Xiaoya disagreed, saying, "No, you have to watch over Wei to make sure no one bullies her."
Zhao Qiang said, "You overestimate me. That's the Luo family's private matter. Even if they have a dispute, what right do I, an outsider, have to interfere?"
Xu Xiaoya said coquettishly, "In short, you can't let your employee suffer, right? Wei begged me for a long time today, please don't refuse, okay?" Xu Xiaoya shook Zhao Qiang's arm and pleaded.
Zhao Qiang said helplessly, "I'll do my best, but I'm afraid even Zhang Lingfeng can't say anything about Old Master Luo's birthday. You've really given me a difficult problem. If it really doesn't work, I think we should just take Luo Wei away from here, so I won't be at a loss later."
Xu Xiaoya said, "That's fine too. As long as you can stay by her side, that's enough. Even if you can't help, Wei probably won't complain. After all, it's really not our place to interfere in the Luo family's affairs. And we can't really get involved anyway."
It was already daylight outside, and Xu Xiaoya didn't want Luo Wei to see Zhao Qiang sleeping in her room. Even though their relationship was passionate, they were still young and inexperienced, so they got up and dressed. They decided to save their intimacy for tomorrow night. Anyway, they had plenty of time in the future, so a little extra time wouldn't make a difference.
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Volume 2 [232] Road Raid
Zhao Qiang found a set of clothes he thought were decent in his room and put them on, a suit. He was worried about getting into trouble on the way, and it would be inconvenient to act while wearing a suit. At this moment, Luo Wei pushed open the door and came out. She had actually woken up earlier, but she didn't come out because she didn't want to disturb Zhao Qiang's rest.
"Zhao Qiang, good morning." Luo Wei looked a little tired, worried that something might happen on the way to her grandfather's house.
Zhao Qiang guessed Luo Wei's worries. He gently patted Luo Wei's shoulder to comfort her. "It's okay, everything will be fine once we deliver the things."
Luo Wei nodded, then went to the bathroom to wash up. After quickly making and eating breakfast, Wang Meng drove Zhao Qiang's Tiggo. After thinking for a moment, Zhao Qiang instructed Liu Jia to follow in another car. Two cars would increase the selectivity of the target, and even if this wasn't useful, Liu Jia could still handle any emergencies. That way, they would have more helpers.
The development zone is more than 20 kilometers away from Luo Wei's grandfather's villa, located at opposite ends of the city, and it takes about half an hour to drive there. In order to have time to make amends in case of an accident on the way, we left at eight o'clock.
Wang Meng was driving, Zhao Qiang was sitting in the driver's seat, and Luo Wei was in the back, clutching a Yuan Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain incense burner from the West Chamber. Her lips were turning purple with nervousness. Liu Jia was driving an Audi, following behind the Chery Tiggo. The two cars were about 500 meters apart as they headed towards Luo Xin's villa. At this time of day, the rush hour traffic was already winding down, so the drive was relatively smooth.
Zhao Qiang turned to Luo Wei and said, "Relax, don't use too much force. If you keep holding the Yuan blue and white porcelain, it will break and that would be terrible."
Luo Wei was amused by Zhao Qiang, "It can't be that flimsy, right? If it really gets broken, it's because your repair skills are inadequate. You'll have to compensate for the loss."
Today, Luo Wei was wearing a beige dress. Her legs were slightly turned to the right, causing the hem of her dress to sway restlessly, revealing most of her thighs. She looked quite attractive; if the worry on her face were lessened, she would be even more beautiful. Suddenly, her phone rang, startling Luo Wei. The Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar in her hand flashed, and Zhao Qiang quickly reached between the driver and passenger seats to help steady it, saying, "Hey!"
Luo Wei broke out in a cold sweat, unsure of what to do. Zhao Qiang took the bag containing the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar and said, "You answer the phone."
The phone had been ringing for a while. Luo Wei frantically rummaged through her bag for her phone. "Dad, it's me. I'm on my way." "I'm relieved. Zhao Qiang is with me." "Okay, see you at Grandpa's house."
After putting down her phone, Luo Wei said to Zhao Qiang, "My dad asked me what's going on here."
Zhao Qiang said, "It's alright, we've already gone halfway. I guess your uncle knows he can't do anything to us, so he gave up on his original plan!" Suddenly, Zhao Qiang grabbed the steering wheel from Wang Meng's hands and turned it twice in quick succession. The Tiggo screeched to a halt and lurched onto the curb!
A light truck fully loaded with goods sped past the Tiggo and crashed head-on into the Camry behind it. The loud impact almost ruptured eardrums. The Tiggo veered onto the sidewalk and came to a stop after knocking down a fire hydrant.
Wang Meng's face turned purple. He wasn't human; the truck was originally traveling in the opposite direction, each in its own lane, when it suddenly swerved into the oncoming lane. Wang Meng's reaction time couldn't compare to Zhao Qiang's advanced biochip. Fortunately, Zhao Qiang noticed in time and changed direction; otherwise, the Tiggo would have been the ones colliding now. Given the extent of the damage to the Camry, even a Yuan Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain jar contained in an iron box would have shattered.
When the Chery Tiggo crashed into the fire hydrant, Luo Wei, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt, was thrown forward by inertia through the gap between the driver and passenger seats. Her head hit Zhao Qiang's shoulder, and she instinctively grabbed Zhao Qiang's neck. The other half of her body was stuck in the back of the car, and Zhao Qiang's shoulder was pressing against Luo Wei's chest. Because his shoulder was moving violently when he turned the steering wheel, Luo Wei's chest was hit several times by Zhao Qiang's shoulder. She almost fainted, and one of her breasts was in excruciating pain, as if it had been crushed by Zhao Qiang's shoulder.
Zhao Qiang was still protecting the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar with his other hand. Luckily, he was wearing his seatbelt; otherwise, the inertia would have caused his body to lean forward, crushing the jar against the windshield. Although he heard Luo Wei's groans of pain, Zhao Qiang didn't have time to pay attention. He yanked open the car door, unbuckled his seatbelt, and quickly shoved Luo Wei back into the trunk. Wang Meng, realizing the situation, also got out of the car to check on things. The car was already off.
Liu Jia's Audi was blocked by traffic because the car accident had crushed the vehicles behind it. Unless Liu Jia's car could jump over the vehicles in front, the Audi was useless. Liu Jia probably realized this, so he immediately opened the car door, abandoned the car, and ran over on foot.
Zhao Qiang looked around. Just then, Luo Wei got out of the car, clutching her chest, her face pale. Zhao Qiang could only go over and half-embrace Luo Wei to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it was an accident, it's alright, it's alright." Luo Wei wasn't afraid, but rather in pain in her chest. She had shoulder pain, but how could she tell Zhao Qiang the truth? However, seeing Yuan Qinghua's injury, Luo Wei's pain seemed to lessen considerably.
The surrounding environment was incredibly chaotic, and Wang Meng was tense and fearful. Of course, he didn't see the car accident as an accident; Zhao Qiang's words were merely to comfort Luo Wei. It was clearly the truck driver who deliberately wanted to destroy the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar, and it seemed the other party had invested a considerable amount of money.
Bang. A sudden, muffled sound rang out. Zhao Qiang, who had been half-embracing Luo Wei, forcefully pressed her down, and Luo Wei immediately fell into his arms. Zhao Qiang squatted down, still holding her, when a bullet grazed past his back. If Zhao Qiang were an ordinary person, his reaction time would have been cut off in the head by now, and the Yuan Qinghua sword in his hand would have fallen to the ground and shattered with a thud.
Wang Meng was no pushover. The car crash only made him a little nervous. After the enemy in the shadows fired the first bullet, he immediately tracked down the enemy's figure, pulled his slingshot to its maximum drawstring, and fired two black bullets in quick succession. He and his men followed the bullets and rushed towards the enemy's hiding place. Running was Wang Meng's forte; he wanted to find the guy who was shooting from the shadows.
Liu Jia pulled out a pistol from his pocket and rushed over, "Zhao Qiang, are you alright?"
Zhao Qiang straightened Luo Wei from his arms. "Keep an eye on her! I'll help Wang Meng catch them."
Liu Jia pulled Luo Wei up, and the two crouched down to hide in a corner, so they wouldn't have to worry about attacks from behind. Liu Jia was also a skilled fighter, his abilities no less than Wang Meng's, and since the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar wasn't on their side, the enemy probably wouldn't take him seriously.
Whoosh. Whoosh, Wang Meng charged towards the direction from which the bullets came while continuing to fire marbles. This was an offensive defense to prevent the enemy from continuing to fire. Otherwise, if the bullets hit Wang Meng's body, it would be fine, since he had a bulletproof vest. But if they hit his head, it would be fatal.
Zhao Qiang started a little later, but his explosive power was no less than Wang Meng's. During their first chase, Wang Meng was able to escape only because he was familiar with the terrain. Although Wang Meng is now even more powerful with the help of running shoes, the quality of his running shoes can't compare to Zhao Qiang's own. Of course, he wouldn't be selfish; the equipment he uses for himself must be better than others'.
"There." Zhao Qiang pointed forward to a two-story fast food restaurant rooftop, where a man stood between two huge billboards. He was aiming a gun. Instantly, Zhao Qiang released energy from his body, which whipped up debris from the ground and shot it towards the gunman! This trash might not kill him, but Zhao Qiang's aim was to distract the assassin.
"You to the left, I'll go to the right!" Zhao Qiang commanded Wang Meng. Wang Meng fired two more marbles and then turned to the left. Zhao Qiang also avoided the head-on collision and turned to the right onto the roof of the fast food restaurant. The two of them didn't need any ladders at all. They took a running start and jumped, whoosh, onto the roof. Several lucky onlookers were dumbfounded. Even pole vaulting couldn't compare.
The gunman sensed something was wrong. He threw down his sniper rifle, right at the stairwell leading to the fast-food restaurant. He rolled downhill, covering his head with his hands, narrowly avoiding the mortar balls and incoming projectiles. By the time Zhao Qiang and Wang Meng arrived, he was already mixed in with the people dining downstairs.
Zhao Qiang and Wang Meng slowly walked into the restaurant. He cautiously used energy to surround his body, providing double protection even in the event of bullets. Zhao Qiang didn't want to lose his life; he was enjoying his wonderful love life and cherished his life at that moment.
There weren't many people eating breakfast at this time, and the gunman was quickly spotted. He had been isolated by the other diners when he came downstairs; who would dare sit with someone who had suddenly barged in? However, the assassin was prepared. He smashed through a second-floor window, leaped onto the street, and then ran. Wang Meng, standing at the window, pulled back his slingshot and fired a marble. The marble successfully hit the gunman in the back. He staggered and fell to the ground. Zhao Qiang and Wang Meng immediately jumped out of the window as well. "Could this assassin be Cold-Faced Green Fox? He seems too weak. What kind of one of the Six Great Masters of the South is he?" Zhao Qiang thought with disdain.
Wang Meng's black marbles were made of iron, and after being fired from the enhanced slingshot, they were extremely powerful. The assassin, clutching his back, rolled on the ground in pain, unsure if his spine had been broken. Just as Zhao Qiang and Wang Meng were about to capture him, suddenly, with a whoosh, a bullet flew from afar. Zhao Qiang cursed inwardly, but it was too late. The bullet struck the assassin's skull, spraying red and white liquid all over the surrounding ground. The assassin's body twitched a few times before falling silent. Zhao Qiang looked in the direction the bullet had come from.
Wang Meng pointed to a shopping mall in the distance: "Over there." A figure flickered vaguely at the top of the building. Then disappeared. Below was a bustling shopping area; even if Zhao Qiang could fly, it would be useless now. The enemy was mixed in somewhere within the building, and he couldn't find them anywhere. Could that be the real Cold-Faced Fox? They were truly ruthless, killing even their own people to prevent the secret from being revealed. (For more information, please support the author.)
Volume 2 [233] Obstructed at the Gate
However, Zhao Qiang couldn't figure it out. What exactly did the Cold-Faced Green Fox want to do—kill him or Gui Meng, who was furious at destroying the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar? There seemed to be too many and too complicated questions involved, and for a moment, Zhao Qiang had no clue what to do, nor did he have time to think about it.
Police cars roared in, but Zhao Qiang and Wang Meng weren't worried. Soon, Liu Jia arrived with Luo Wei. He showed the police his special identification, and Zhao Qiang also had military identification—originally fake, but now it was real.
Luo Wei never expected that someone would die. She was so shocked that she didn't know what to say. Although she managed the electronic lights of the Qiming Lamp very well, a human life was at stake. She had never seen a corpse before in her life. Now, there was blood and brain matter everywhere. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't scared. Some of the onlookers even vomited, but even so, they didn't leave. They were really strong.
Zhao Qiang took Luo Wei's hand: "Let's go. We need to get going. We'll take a taxi there. Liu Jia, you stay here to assist the police with the accident."
Liu Jia nodded. Some of the police recognized Zhao Qiang as Zhang Lingfeng's master and immediately called Zhang Lingfeng to ask for instructions. Zhang Lingfeng cursed, "Damn it, of course release him! Even if my master killed someone, it was for the good of the people, a mission and power granted to him by the state! What are you all worrying about? Besides, he didn't even kill him. You should award him the title of hero for his righteous act, and the bigger the reward, the better!" And so the matter was settled. Wang Meng followed behind Zhao Qiang, protecting him, while Zhao Qiang pulled Luo Wei into a taxi. Perhaps the other party had only made this preparation, because they encountered no other resistance after getting into the taxi. Soon the car stopped in the Shuiyue Villa District, the residence of Donghai City's truly wealthy, where each villa was a luxury residence worth over ten million.
Four or five staff members stood at the door, all dressed in white shirts and black trousers with their ties tied perfectly. They looked like elites, but their behavior was not exactly honorable. When they saw Luo Wei, they all surrounded her. Luo Wei's clothes were a little disheveled, and she looked sickly and frail.
"Sister Luo, for Chairman Luo's safety, we are in charge of the security work for today's birthday banquet. Please cooperate with us for inspection," a leading staff member said respectfully as he stepped forward.
Luo Wei handed over her handbag. "Okay, we'll cooperate."
A staff member rummaged through Luo Wei's bag, then handed it back, and pointed to the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar in Zhao Qiang's arms, "This also needs to be checked. In addition, these two, please show your identification and invitation. Otherwise, you cannot enter."
Luo Wei said, "This is my boyfriend, Zhao Qiang." At this point, she didn't care whether Zhao Qiang agreed or not; she just wanted to give him a title. As for Wang Meng, he didn't even need an introduction; he stood behind Zhao Qiang in the standard bodyguard pose.
The staff insisted, "I'm sorry, no one is allowed to enter without an invitation."
Luo Wei said angrily, "Does that mean I can't go in either?"
Just then, Luo Wanfeng and Chen Lin arrived. Seeing Luo Wei being stopped, they hadn't even had time to park their car. "What happened, Wei? Where's the Yuan blue and white porcelain jar?"
Zhao Qiang stepped forward and gestured to Luo Wanfeng with the object in his arms. Luo Wanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He was unaware of the gunfight that had occurred on the road; if he had known, he would have been even more worried. To be honest, without Zhao Qiang, it would have been impossible for him to successfully bring the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar to his father's banquet.
Luo Wanfeng said to the staff, "These are my daughter and her friend. Please let them through."
The staff member remained composed and respectful, saying, "I'm sorry, Manager Luo, but according to Young Master Luo's orders, no one is allowed to enter without an invitation, except for members of the Luo family."
Luo Wanfeng was quite clever. Although he hadn't heard his daughter's words when introducing Zhao Qiang, he still understood perfectly and said, "Not even my son-in-law?"
The word "son-in-law" coming from Luo Wanfeng's mouth made Luo Wei blush, and she lowered her head and remained silent, somewhat reserved.
The staff member smiled and insisted, "Without Chairman Luo's permission, the Luo family has no grandson-in-law. Manager Luo, I think you know the Luo family rules better than I do. As a woman in the Luo family, you do not have independent marital autonomy."
Seeing that Luo Wanfeng and Luo Wei both looked embarrassed, Zhao Qiang said, "Uncle Luo, you can take the things inside. I'll leave them here. Anyway, I'm not interested in eating and drinking, so I'll take my leave now."
Luo Wei tugged at Zhao Qiang's sleeve, signaling him not to leave. She thought to herself, "Why aren't you interested in eating and drinking anymore? It seems like that's all you're interested in. Otherwise, why would I cook for you every day? The company is very busy."
Luo Wanfeng was also unhappy. He said, "Zhao, don't go. I'm going to call Luo Wanjiang. What's going on? If he doesn't want me to go in, he should just say so."
Zhao Qiang stopped Luo Wanfeng and said, "Uncle Luo, let it go. It's Grandpa Luo's birthday today, so don't be angry. Let's put the bigger picture first." Zhao Qiang didn't want the Luo brothers to quarrel because of him.
Luo Wanfeng said apologetically
Zhao Qiang shoved the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar into his hand and said, "Go in, Uncle Luo."
Luo Wanfeng took a step inside, looking bewildered, but a staff member stopped him with a smile, "Excuse me, Manager Luo, please hand over what you're carrying so we can inspect it."
Luo Wanfeng was taken aback again: "Inspection? I need to be inspected when I come to my father's house?"
The staff member said, "Yes, we must check every stitch and every thread. This is to ensure Chairman Luo's safety. I don't think you want anything to happen to your father, do you?"
Luo Wanfeng said, "Do you know what I brought here? Do you know how valuable it is? Can you afford to pay for it if anything goes wrong?"
The staff member said, "I'm sorry, Manager Luo, we don't care about what you're saying. We only inspect any items and anyone!"
In a fit of anger, Luo Wanfeng shoved the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar into the security guard's hand: "Fine, go ahead and inspect it. You'll be responsible if there are any problems!"
As the staff member took the jar, he said, "Sorry, we are not responsible for any items inspected." A sly smile played on his lips. Just as Luo Wanfeng thought he had successfully handed the item over and was about to let go, the staff member suddenly released his grip. The Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar fell to the ground, which was a hard cement slab. Such fragile porcelain, even if wrapped, would shatter upon impact.
Luo Wanfeng suddenly realized that this was a trap set by his second brother! What "must be checked"? Everyone who arrived after him hadn't undergone any checks and was let in! How could he have been so foolish!
He could figure it out in an instant, but by the time Luo Wanfeng reached out, it was too late. His reaction time was no different from that of an ordinary person. The security guard's smile widened; completing this task would mean a promotion and a reward!
Luo Wanfeng stared blankly at the sky, and even Luo Wei was terrified, her eyes tightly closed, waiting for the sound of the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar shattering on the ground. Although Zhao Qiang could repair it, there was no time now, and breaking the jar in front of outsiders would leave a bad impression on her grandfather, even if it was repaired. This was definitely not the outcome that Luo Wanfeng and his family wanted to see.
There was no cracking sound, no sly laughter from the staff celebrating the completion of the task. The surroundings were so calm. Before Luo Wanfeng and Luo Wei could even open their eyes, they heard Zhao Qiang's calm voice: "Buddy, don't let your hands shake, hold on tight. Even if this thing kills you, you couldn't afford to pay for it even if you sold it as pork."
Luo Wei opened her eyes with delight; Zhao Qiang had already caught the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar before it hit the ground. Luo Wanfeng also looked overjoyed! Zhao Qiang had saved him once again!
"Mom!" the staff member muttered under his breath, then reached out to Zhao Qiang for the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain jar. "Give it to me, we need to inspect it."
Zhao Qiang sneered, "I think it's not an inspection, but an attempt to smash him. You really are your Second Young Master Luo's loyal lackey."
The staff members could no longer maintain their smiles, and two of them pounced on them, yelling, "Damn it, you deserve a beating!"
Zhao Qiang didn't make a move because Wang Meng stepped forward and blocked his path. Wang Meng first punched the leading staff member, sending him spinning twice across the face, his cheek broken and blood gushing from his mouth. Another staff member grabbed Wang Meng from the side, temporarily restraining his attack. Wang Meng remained calm, stomping his feet and leaping into the air. He delivered a powerful scorpion-tail kick to the man's forehead, striking the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head. A light blow to this point could knock him unconscious, or even kill him. Wang Meng had never killed anyone before and didn't want to; after all, these people weren't ordinary, and if the Luo family investigated, Yang Shiqi would be in a difficult position.
The guy who was holding Wang Meng collapsed to the ground. His hands naturally released Wang Meng, and Wang Meng didn't stop. He kicked another staff member away, and the remaining two turned and ran. At this time, Luo Wanjiang had already received a secret report and arrived. The two staff members immediately hid behind him and complained.
As Luo Wanjiang listened, he walked over and sneered at Luo Wanfeng, "Big brother, you're so arrogant! Are you planning to cause a scene at my father's birthday banquet? Do you think he's dying too slowly and want to sit on the Luo family throne as soon as possible?"
Luo Wanfeng was no pushover either. He had tolerated Luo Wanjiang before because of their brotherly bond, but now it seemed Luo Wanjiang had no intention of giving him a way out. "Second brother, you don't need to go to all this trouble. If you don't want me in, just say so. What's the point of this? Interrogating me, Luo Wanfeng, alone? There are plenty of witnesses here. Why don't we go and explain things to Father?"
Zhang Lingfeng arrived at some point and was watching the commotion from the sidelines. As soon as Luo Wanfeng spoke, he immediately stood up and responded, "That's right, Luo Lao Er, you want to seize your elder brother's power? It's too obvious, isn't it? We all saw it. Luo Lao Er, are you even human? Don't you have any brotherly feelings?"
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Volume 2 [234] My Family Has Been Farmers for Eight Generations