The two black-clad n quickly ran when they saw Mai coming, and only dared to call their boss after the car drove a certain distance.
"Did you catch her?"
"No, boss, when we saw the young master coming, we didn’t dare let him see us, so we left preemptively."
"Did you give that girl a lesson?"
"No..." The strong man glanced at his buddy lying on the backseat, thinking that not only did they fail to hit Qian, but they also got injured by her.
"Is it difficult for two n to deal with one young girl?" The man’s voice was excessively gentle.
Yet, it sent a shiver down the two strong n’s spines; the gentler their boss was, the scarier he seed.
"There was a very formidable blonde woman with her, and she had a strange pair of gloves that caught us off guard."
"Gloves?" The man paused for a mont, then muttered to himself, "The gloves I gave him, and he gave them to another woman?"
"Boss, what did you say?"
"I said you two useless failures can co back now."
The two strong n looked up at the traffic jam ahead, hesitantly speaking.
"Sorry, boss, we might be slightly late going back. We have no clue what’s up with the traffic here in this damn country, blocked as far as we can see ahead, with cars behind too. How the heck did this happen... Ah!"
The strong man on the call suddenly felt the car roof shake, as if sothing hit it. Looking up, he saw a pair of boots stepping on the sunroof. What... is going on?
A minute earlier, Chen Xiaoqian and Yu Minglang arrived at Linn Bridge. To be precise, they couldn’t reach the bridge due to the severe traffic jam, as cars were packed tightly everywhere.
After Qian told Minglang the features and license plate of the two strong n’s car, it was Yu Minglang’s solo performance ti. He took out his scarf, wrapped it around his face, adjusted his stylish outfit, put on sunglasses, blew a flying kiss to Qian, and then jumped onto the car roof from their vehicle.
Though Chen Xiaoqian didn’t witness the kind of scene with hanging ropes jumping off bridges often seen in blockbusters, Yu Minglang let her appreciate another spectacular scene from the movies: he began swiftly jumping across the long line of car roofs.
Jumping from one car roof to another, as he passed a truck transporting lambs, he sidled along the railing, even petting a lamb poking its head out. How cute.
The driver’s eyes were wide open, wondering if he was mistaken.
Where did this car rooftop flyer co from?
The scene from cri action films was unfolding in real life!
Dozens of cars were stuck here, and the drivers were puzzled about the situation. It wasn’t the bridge opening ti, was it? Upon seeing this faceless flyer, the drivers got excited.
Could it coincidentally be a scene of catching a thief or solving a major case?
Thinking that the bridge shouldn’t be lifted at that ti fra, they further speculated it might indeed be a thief-catching event, with the drivers becoming extrely excited.
Unfortunately, the smartphones weren’t as advanced as they would be a dozen years later, which would allow live streaming; thus, these drivers, observing the flyer leap from car to car, could only cheer loudly among themselves. If video streaming were a thing then, everyone would be double-tapping ’666’ and surely there’d be countless likes, with friends circles going crazy with shares.
Yu Minglang found the car i described in less than a minute, with the license plate and car model matching. He directly jumped over and tapped on the sunroof, asking the bullies inside, "Hey, bullying won—are you alright?"
At that mont, the two strong n were reporting to their boss, completely unclear about what was happening.
Why was there soone on the roof?
By the ti they realized, Yu Minglang had already taken the opportunity to reach through the open car window and snatch the phone.
To see how her man perford was sothing Chen Xiaoqian was eager for, standing on the car seat with shoes off, poking her head out of the sunroof—aware of a child in the car ahead staring at her in amazent, Qian calmly waved.
"Hey, youngster, sister’s behavior today is risky, wrong, and against traffic safety laws. Today’s a special occasion, rember not to imitate sister’s actions when you grow up."
See, a person with a proper outlook never forgets their social responsibility, no matter the situation.
After coaxing the kid, regardless of the child’s reaction, Qian looked out towards Yu Minglang.
Yu Minglang was now just twenty ters away from her, stopping atop a car, first squatted and tapped the sunroof, then hooked his foot on the car roof railing, hanging upside down with his body against the car. In a few seconds, he reached into the car, then jumped up to sit atop the opponent’s car roof. Though the actions were pleasingly fluid, anyone who saw it knew it took a strong core to accomplish—sothing Xiaoqiang had for sure.
As Yu Minglang’s wife, Chen Xiaoqian knew best how remarkable her husband’s abs were, this being the first ti witnessing his excellent core strength outside the bedroom—satisfaction rivaled the feeling from their intimate monts.
Marrying Yu Xiaoqiang was truly wise; useful in all sorts of scenarios, seeing her husband’s charisma while toying with others was undeniably cool. Imagining the drivers behind seeing this scene sparked a sense of pride in Qian.
Yes, that suave man attracting everyone’s attention is hers—what a triumph~
Yu Minglang caught the opponent off guard, swiftly snatching away their phone, standing atop the black-clad n’s car, he picked up the phone still on call and casually spoke in crisp English.
"Hi, how are you?"
The other end remained silent, seemingly contemplating why a different man’s voice erged from his subordinate’s call.
"Hello." The other end had a voice overly gentle.
"I heard you wanted to see my wife?"
"You’re Chen Xiaoqian’s man?"
Yu Minglang, seeing the black-clad man clambering out the car towards him, bore a roguish grin.
"Yes, legal spouse; as Chen Xiaoqian’s husband, I believe I have the right to protest your excessive enthusiasm towards my wife."
Yu Minglang dodged the black-clad man’s punch, kicking him down in one swift motion, while the other black-clad man attempted to co up, Yu Minglang casually gestured with his hand like teasing a dog.
Xiaoqiang couldn’t forget this duo scaring his wife!
The black-clad man, previously struck by Qian’s glove, injured and not agile, stood no chance against Xiaoqiang, who swiftly put the man in a throat lock.
"Release my n." The sinister voice on the call murmured hauntingly, although unaware of what transpired, from the moans of his subordinates, it wasn’t hard to judge his n were badly beaten.
This ti he underestimated, never expecting so many skilled individuals around Chen Xiaoqian.
"I don’t appreciate others showing too much enthusiasm for my woman; your actions today were evidently excessively enthusiastic."
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