Chapter 12 Assassination_1

Meanwhile, back to Yang Gang.

Gu Ran took off her helmet and knocked on the car window with a stoic expression on her face.

Yang Feng rolled down the window.

"Playing bumper cars at a crossroad, you guys really know no bounds. Hand over your driver's license!" Gu Ran said emotionlessly.

Yang Feng was about to give Gu Ran his driver's license when Yang Gang spoke up.

"Wait a moment."

After saying this, Yang Gang cheerfully opened the car door and walked up to Gu Ran. He took a deep sniff of the perfume she wore and looked intoxicated. "Ah, a high-class French perfume, VoldeNuit (Midnight Flight). Impressive taste."

Gu Ran, who initially had a frosty expression, looked surprised. "You're familiar with this perfume?"

Yang Gang nodded. "This perfume is targeted for Eastern women. It was created by Guerlain, known worldwide for its fragrance made for Napoleon III's empress 140 years ago. This perfume is filled with aristocratic temperament and traditional romance, symbolizing sophisticated taste. Someone without real taste would absolutely not choose such a luxury."

"It seems you're quite eloquent... Ah, no! Almost got sidetracked by you." Gu Ran seemed to suddenly realize something, her face turning icy again. "Quickly, hand over your driver's license!"

Yang Gang rubbed against Gu Ran, a faint fragrance different from her perfume entering his nostrils.

It was a light, yet rich scent that threw him into a wild reverie.

What an unbelievable smell.

"Is this the natural scent of a mature woman?"

Yang Gang had read an article in a magazine, explaining that the first elements that attracts men to women are not their figures, but their natural scent. It's an unbelievable thing, potentially related to hormones.

Yang Gang was in a state of bliss.

Eh? What?!!

Gu Ran was a bit dazed by Yang Gang's sudden behavior, her response being several beats late.

The traffic cops watching from afar were utterly flabbergasted.

"Damn! That guy's got guts! The Gu family is one of the top five wealthiest families in Yanjing, completely out of league for the wealthy families here in Hangcheng. The audacity of that kid from the Yang family... He dares..."

"That guy probably doesn't know Gu Ran's identity yet. What do you guys think, will he piss his pants when he finds out?"

"The Yang family's probably going to get annihilated. A wealthy family from Yanjing that decides to wipe out a local family could do it in just minutes."

"The reckless behavior of these young riches can be deadly. Giving a moment of silence for you, considering you just beat up that second generation rich kid from the Qin family," said one cop.

Yang Feng's mouth twitched. The actions of their young master are just too... too sleazy! He didn't even want to admit that he's his driver right now, it's too embarrassing.

After a long while, the young mistress and top policewoman of the Yanjing Gu family, Miss Gu Ran finally snapped back to reality. Her chest was heaving and she was filled with rage!

The shame piled on for her.

She, Gu Ran, who was 26 years old, had been taken advantage of by a man for the first time in her life, and by a 'brat' that looked at least six years younger than her at that.

At this moment, Yang Gang too, snapped back to reality. He internally panicked, but outwardly remained calm.

He calmly removed his face from Gu Ran's chest, apologizing, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that I'm allergic to the Midnight Flight perfume. When I smell it, I become disoriented and don't remember anything I do afterward."

Gu Ran was so mad that her chest rose and fell heavily. Yang Gang's heart went wild from the sight of her breasts swaying violently.

"You don't suppose that using such a lousy excuse, I would let you off, would you?" Gu Ran grinded her teeth in anger.

"Eh?" Yang Gang was startled. "Sister, you... Do you want me to take responsibility for this? I'm in quite a bind..."

Gu Ran angrily responded, "Am I not good enough for you?"

After her outburst, Gu Ran realized something was wrong.

"That's not what I should be mad about!"

After Gu Ran came to this realization, she felt an intense inner frenzy.

She calmed down, casting a cold glance over at Yang Gang. "I'm going to arrest you now."

"Eh? Why?" Yang Gang appeared innocent.

Gu Ran was filled with the urge to throw Yang Gang into a sewer.

"Why?" Gu Ran scoffed, "Causing commotion and crashing cars in the middle of a bustling crossroad, disregarding public safety, isn't that a crime? Or are you implying that the law can't touch you spoiled rich kids?"

Yang Gang responded nonchalantly: "Traffic violations should be handled by traffic police. But your uniform seems to be that of a criminal police, right? It's not your jurisdiction. Besides, if we are talking about traffic dangers, you're much more dangerous. Your motorcycle's speed was at least 200 yards, you weren't riding fast, you were flying low."

Gu Ran was speechless, her face slightly embarrassed but she felt infuriated inside.

As a policewoman, nothing irks me more than a cheeky brat who tries to act mature and argue with me. I'll give it to you for having the nerve. But wait...!

Just then, a black Buick business car was driving in Yang Gang and Gu Ran's direction.

After passing them, its speed suddenly reduced, the window rolled down, and a black gun was pointed at Gu Ran.

Gu Ran was horrified. She wanted to escape, but her body didn't respond.

Gu Ran watched with her eyes wide open as the shooter pulled the trigger, a wave of despair flooding her heart.

She closed her eyes and thought of all sorts of things, two trails of tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

Just then, a swift gust of wind blew by her, a body pounced onto hers, pushing her from her original position.

Smack!

The bullet hit the cement ground, creating a 'smack' sound.

Seated in the Audi, Yang Feng broke out in cold sweat. If it were any later by 0.1 seconds, the policewoman might have been shot.

But what surprised Yang Feng even more was their young master's actions.

The fastest nerve reaction time for ordinary people is 0.3 seconds. And given such a short distance, it takes less than 0.1 seconds for a bullet to reach its target. An ordinary person, or even a battle-harded veteran like him, wouldn't be able to dodge a bullet.

But this young master of theirs not only reacted in time, he also managed to knock down the policewoman and save her life.

The policewoman's instant motorcycle drifting and stopping skills were indeed impressive, but her reaction in the face of life and death is nothing compared to their young master.

Yang Gang, who exactly are you?!

The shooter in the Buick missed his target and didn't linger. He immediately drove off in a cloud of dust.

Gu Ran's head was a bit dazed. This time she had hit her head on the road. It was a physical injury rather than a psychological blow.

She shook her head and gradually regained her senses.

"I didn't die?"

Gu Ran hadn't had a chance to celebrate when she suddenly felt something was off.

She felt something heavy on her...

She gradually opened her eyes, then was left dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Why is that annoying face so close?

"You… What are you doing, you bastard?!"

Yang Gang, looking calm, replied, "Obvious, saving you. Don't you appreciate it?"

"Appreciate my foot! Get off me!" Gu Ran's feeling right now is worse than wanting to die.