Chapter 381

Zhao Desan's words deeply stimulated Zhao Jiping, so he hardened his heart and decided decisively, "Alright, I'll go back to Yuyang with you!"

Zhao Xue said happily, "Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

"You wait for me for a moment, I'll go down and tidy up the shop." Saying this, Zhao Jiping bent down and went downstairs to dismiss the customers in the shop, then came up to call them downstairs. He packed up the barbecue stall, locked the door, and said they would set off immediately.

Because it was night, there were no more buses back to Yuyang City from the provincial capital, so Zhao Desan spent a large sum of money to hire a taxi, and the three of them returned directly to Yuyang City.

Not long after getting in the car, Zhao Desan discovered something was wrong. It seemed that the Nissan car behind them was following them again. In order not to let Zhao Jiping in the car feel scared, Zhao Desan didn't make a big deal about being followed, but quietly leaned into Zhao Xue's fair ear and said, "Xue, we are being followed again. Get ready." And after saying this, before Zhao Xue could speak, he winked at her, signaling her not to make a sound. Zhao Xue opened her mouth wide, wanting to speak but stopping, and gave him a look of understanding.

When the car drove out of the provincial capital and was about to get on the highway, Zhao Desan made an excuse to make a phone call and asked the driver to stop for a moment. The Nissan car that had been following them closely sped past their car. Only then did Zhao Desan let the driver continue driving.

Just as they were about to enter the toll station, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes, stuck his head out, and cursed, "Blocking the road to die! Damn it!"

Zhao Desan immediately gave Zhao Xue a look and clenched his fists, just in case. They saw two young men in black who had been following them jump out of the Nissan car that had blocked their path, holding gleaming machetes, and rushing towards them with murderous intent.

Zhao Jiping in the car saw this scene and was almost trembling all over. He turned his head, his face pale, and trembled, "What... what are they doing?"

"Damn, what kind of people are these? Are they robbing us?" the driver said timidly.

"Uncle Zhao, don't be afraid." Zhao Xue looked calm at this moment, as if she wasn't worried at all. After all, she had been a police officer for two years and had seen a lot of the world. Moreover, she was tasked with protecting Zhao Desan and carried a pistol at her waist. At this moment, she had already reached for her waist, opened the holster, gripped the pistol, and released the safety.

Zhao Desan looked at Zhao Xue's actions and felt much more at ease.

When the two young men rushed to the car with machetes, preparing to open the door, Zhao Xue suddenly used all her strength to push the door open, hitting one of the young men in black and sending him flying half a meter. Then she suddenly jumped out of the car and pulled out her gun, pointing it at the head of the other young man who had raised his machete to cut her.

"Beauty, spare... spare my life." The young man threw down his machete sensibly and raised his hands.

Zhao Xue asked seriously, "Why are you following us? Why did you block the road with your car?"

"My... my car skidded."

"Be careful, my gun might skid too!" Zhao Xue said sternly.

Zhao Desan saw that Zhao Xue had subdued the two thugs without any effort, so he jumped out of the car, grabbed the other young man who was rolling on the ground clutching his little brother, and questioned him, "Who instructed you to do this?"

"No... no one instructed us." The young man said, "Our car skidded."

Zhao Xue glanced at him sideways and said seriously, "Your car skidded, is that so? Then my gun might skid too. Do you want to try it?"

"Beauty, don't... please don't... I'll tell you, I'll tell you." The young man said, shrinking his neck in fear.

"Speak quickly." Zhao Xue said sternly.

"It... it was Boss Gao who sent us."

"Boss Gao?" Zhao Desan asked rhetorically, "Gao Husheng?"

"Yes."

"Damn him! That dog bastard! He's at death's door and still struggling!" Zhao Desan said angrily, asking Zhao Xue, "What should we do with these two?"

"Tie them up and hand them over to the public security!" Zhao Xue said.

So Zhao Desan found a piece of rope in the taxi, tested it, and found it strong enough. He took it over, tied the two back-to-back, and then dialed 110. Because the incident occurred within the jurisdiction of the provincial capital, the police arrived at the scene in less than fifteen minutes. Seeing a female police officer from Yuyang City at the scene, they asked about the process of the incident roughly, didn't even take a statement, and took the two back to the provincial capital for questioning.

After getting back on the road, Zhao Jiping felt a bit fearful and said, "Xiaoxue, do you think Gao Husheng already knew you were planning to find me to go back and testify against him? This happened before we even reached Yuyang. I'm worried that after we return to Yuyang City, our safety will be hard to guarantee."

When Zhao Jiping said this, Zhao Xue didn't know what to say. She looked at Zhao Desan, who said, "Uncle Zhao, don't worry. Your safety is absolutely guaranteed. Didn't you see Xiaoxue carrying a gun just now? I had my head broken and I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Jiping sighed and stopped talking.

Zhao Desan looked at Zhao Xue and thought of her agile work just now. He couldn't help but feel the capable and sharp side under her beautiful exterior. So he placed his hand on the back of hers and praised her softly, "Xiaoxue, those few moves of yours just now were really like a police officer."

"Nonsense, I am a police officer!" Zhao Xue gave him a white look and threw the hand he had placed on the back of hers to the side.

Seeing Zhao Jiping turn his head to look, Zhao Xue lowered her head shyly.

"I mean those few moves of yours were quite powerful." Zhao Desan explained.

Zhao Xue glanced at him sideways with a shy face, looking out the window as if lost in thought.

More than three hours later, they returned to Yuyang City. In order to arrange a safe environment for Zhao Jiping, after carefully confirming that no one was following them anymore, Zhao Desan brought them back to his home and arranged for Zhao Jiping to stay there temporarily, saying, "It's too late today. Tomorrow, we'd better meet with Vice Mayor Yu. At that time, Uncle Zhao, you can tell Vice Mayor Yu about this matter in detail. After all, you experienced it. I only heard it from Zhao Xue, and she wasn't at the scene. You know the specific situation best."

"Alright." Zhao Jiping nodded and sighed a long sigh.

After arranging for Zhao Jiping to stay, seeing that he was a bit tired, Zhao Xue gave Zhao Desan a look and pulled the door open to come out. After coming to the living room, Zhao Xue turned back and said, "Zhao Desan, is it okay for Uncle Zhao to stay at your place tonight?"

"No problem, it's very safe here." Zhao Desan said.

"Then I'm relieved." Zhao Xue smiled slightly, put her hand into her pants pocket, came to the sofa, and sat down. She patted the spot next to her twice and called him: "You come sit down too, let's talk for a while."

Zhao Desan sat over excitedly, not caring at all as he moved closer to her. His body was almost leaning against Zhao Xue, and he extended a hand to grab her little hand, stroking it while saying, "You say your hands are so beautiful, how can you still use a pistol?"

"You have nothing to say, right?" Zhao Xue glared at him with a straight face.

Zhao Desan chuckled. Looking at her majestic police uniform, he suddenly became interested in the gun tucked at her willow waist. Without her consent, he reached around from behind her to find the pistol tucked at her waist. Just as he touched the holster, Zhao Xue pushed him away alertly and said, "Don't move around, be careful of accidental discharge!"

Zhao Xue's actions were a bit too intense, leaving Zhao Desan puzzled for a moment, staring at her blankly. Zhao Xue also realized her reaction was a bit too intense, so she smiled sweetly, her bright eyes and white teeth showing, and said, "Sorry, you haven't handled a gun, I'm afraid it's too dangerous."