Chapter 79: Fu Hannen, the Untouchable King of Lingcheng

When Chen Huilan sent her attackers initially, they were far more skilled and outnumbered her significantly, leaving her with no chance to fight back. But now, facing these three clumsy fools, she was confident she could win.

She had no intention of letting them leave unharmed. 

"Bitch, you dare mess with us?" one of the men growled. 

Another man grabbed a chair from the side and swung it at her back with all his might.

Gu Yicing reacted instinctively, elbowing the chair away and seizing one of its legs. With a swift motion, she swung it back at the man, hitting him squarely. 

"Damn it! Are you even a woman? That hurt!" he howled, clutching his face in pain.

"I'm not to be trifled with! You asked for this, so don't blame me!" she shot back, fueled by her anger.

Suddenly, a kick landed against her waist, knocking her off balance. 

The man she had knocked down earlier scrambled to his feet and prepared to counterattack. 

Dazed, Gu Yicing shook her head, struggling to regain her focus as shadows danced around her vision. The sounds of mocking laughter filled her ears.

"She's feeling the effects of the drug! Let's take her down and get our revenge!" 

"Get her! Strip her!" 

The two men rushed at her, one from the front and one from the back.

With a wicked grin, Gu Yicing seized the collar of one man's shirt and slammed his face into the other man's. 

Bang!

The force of their heads colliding sent them both sprawling to the floor, groaning in pain.

Without missing a beat, she kicked one of them hard before sprinting toward the door of the private room. 

As she flung the door open, her eyes met a cold, imposing face. 

Fu Hannen, clad in a sleek black suit, appeared as if he had emerged from the depths of hell. His presence was overwhelming, like that of a dark angel ready to wreak havoc.

His eyes glinted with a dangerous intensity as he took in the sight of the disheveled woman before him, blood at her mouth and bruises marking her skin. A pang of empathy shot through his heart.

Seeing Fu Hannen brought an overwhelming sense of relief to Gu Yicing. 

For the first time since the chaos began, she felt safe. The oppressive weight of her fears lifted, and she could finally drop her defenses.

She didn't have to fight anymore. 

Fatigue and fever washed over her, and she collapsed forward, ready to surrender to exhaustion. 

But instead of hitting the cold ground, she was caught in a warm embrace, lifted off the floor. 

The men pursuing her stumbled to a halt at the sight of Fu Hannen, their faces going pale with fear. 

Fu Hannen was the most formidable figure in Lingcheng; crossing him was a death sentence.

Cradling Gu Yicing in his arms, Fu Hannen cast a cold, assessing glance into the room. 

Blood was splattered across the floor, the bed was in disarray, and the remnants of handcuffs lay scattered. 

It was painfully clear what she had just endured. 

His face hardened into an expression of chilling rage. 

Those scoundrels had dared to torment her to this extent and still thought they could escape unscathed?

"Li Feng!" His hoarse command echoed through the room.

Li Feng, awaiting orders, immediately nodded and drew his weapon as he approached the two men. 

Seeing the gun, they turned to flee.

Without hesitation, Li Feng took aim and fired, hitting one man squarely in the leg. 

He fell to the ground, dragging himself along the floor, leaving a trail of blood behind.

Li Feng stepped onto the man's back, the barrel of his gun pressed against the man's forehead. "Who sent you?" 

Desperate to save himself, the man spilled the truth. "It was a girl from Ling University. She was really pretty, but we didn't catch her name. We just took the money!" 

"Ha! You should regret taking that money, considering you've gambled away your lives for it," Li Feng sneered, his voice cold and unforgiving.