Chapter 152: Inviting Sun Weiwei Upstairs

At the critical moment, Lin Yuan tightly hugged Sun Weiwei.

To prevent her from getting hurt.

Sun Weiwei is after all his woman; Lin Yuan and Sun Weiwei have been intimate, so no matter how bad this woman is, he must protect her.

This is a matter of principle.

The Ferrari sports car was overturned on the ground.

Inside the car, Sun Weiwei's pretty face was panicked and she was completely dazed.

Lin Yuan hastily undid his seatbelt, his eyes vigilant as he looked out the window.

He saw outside, four vans were surrounding the Ferrari sports car.

Just now, it was these four vans that rushed over and directly overturned the Ferrari sports car!

At this moment, from inside the four vans, a large group of people rushed out.

Exactly thirty-something thugs!

Each person gripped a watermelon knife and a baseball bat!

Lin Yuan's expression suddenly changed!

Sun Weiwei also saw this ferocious scene outside.

Her pretty face was flustered, completely frightened into a daze.

Although Sun Weiwei is ruthless, after all she is just a woman.

When has she ever seen such a ferocious scene?

"Miss Sun, stay in the car and don't come out!" Lin Yuan warned coldly; after saying that, he directly opened the door and got out.

"Chop them!" the thirty-something thugs around shouted angrily and directly slashed at Lin Yuan!

Thirty-something people, with knives howling, chopped toward Lin Yuan!

Lin Yuan's expression suddenly changed; in his mind, images of his grandfather training him as a child flashed instantly!

Horse stance, standing post... running post, various steps, and dodge technique training—vividly before his eyes!

Lin Yuan instinctively made a sideways dodge!

His movement was extremely fast, so fast that the thugs had no time to react!

Lin Yuan dodged, directly avoiding a watermelon knife slash from a thug!

That thug's pupils contracted; he was about to swing the knife again for another attack!

But Lin Yuan had already, in a flash, grabbed the thug's arm and forcefully dislocated it!

"Crack!" a sound!

Bone-Dislocation Technique!

"Ugh…!" accompanied by the thug's terrified scream!

That thug's arm joint was directly dislocated!

Lin Yuan, in a flash, grabbed another thug and violently dislocated him!

That other thug's arm was also dislocated!

Although this group of thugs numbered thirty-something!

But Lin Yuan kept dodging with his movement, not letting them gain any advantage!

Inside the overturned Ferrari, Sun Weiwei's pretty face was shocked and dazed, just watching the fight outside.

Her pretty face was left only with shock and horror?

She never imagined Lin Yuan could fight so well!

His skill actually rivals that of movie kung fu stars!

"Crack! crack!" Under the twilight night, Lin Yuan struck viciously!

These thugs all used controlled knives, indicating they intended tonight not to let Lin Yuan go.

So Lin Yuan needed to show them no mercy!

After several minutes, Lin Yuan's body showed several slash wounds.

His suit was stained red with blood.

And those thirty-something thugs had all been knocked down by Lin Yuan!

A group of thugs lay on the ground wailing miserably!

Hard to imagine, but these are thirty-something people!

They were all beaten down?!

Lin Yuan alone took down the opposing thirty-something!

One versus thirty.

This scene was too shocking.

Lin Yuan panted heavily, his body covered in a mix of sweat and blood.

Fighting consumes a lot of stamina; just now his high-intensity exertion had drained Lin Yuan's stamina by more than half.

He slowly stepped forward, his leather shoe pressing on a thug's arm, and said coldly, "Speak, who sent you guys?!"

That thug initially gritted his teeth, refusing to talk, "Damn you! Don't expect to get a word out of me!"

"Crack!" but Lin Yuan's strike was steady, accurate, and ruthless!

Lin Yuan directly stepped on the thug's arm joint with his foot.

The thug's joint cartilage was all crushed.

"Ugh…!" the thug screamed in terror!

He finally broke down, trembling, "Please don't hurt me… don't… uh… I'll talk, I'll talk! It's… it's the Qian Shi Group, Young Master Qian… he paid us to come… he gave us 500,000 to break your legs…"

Swish! Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's expression changed!

The Qian Shi Group's heir, Qian Renhao?!

I never expected their conflict to have escalated this far.

Qian Renhao even called the thugs over.

"Are you from the Qian Shi Group?" Lin Yuan asked coldly.

The thugs trembled and shook their heads, "No, no... we're from the South City Society... we were hired by Qian Renhao..."

South City Society?

Upon hearing this society, Lin Yuan was stunned; he had never heard of this society's name.

This should be a small-scale Jianghu gang.

In the Jianghu, one cannot control their own fate; it seems Qian Renhao is determined to cripple Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan sighed; he now wants to resolve this trouble, and it seems only by completely settling Qian Renhao can it be done.

If the trouble cannot be resolved, then the only option is to eliminate the person who caused the trouble.

Qian Renhao is the trouble itself.

"Get lost and tell Qian Renhao: if you want revenge, you can come find me anytime, but don't play these dirty tricks. My grudge with him will be settled openly. I'll be waiting for him at any time." Lin Yuan said coldly.

Those South City Society people nodded repeatedly in fear.

"Still not leaving?" Lin Yuan shouted coldly.

Several dozen thugs limped up from the ground.

They scrambled into the vehicle in a panicked, disordered manner.

Four minivans sped away in a panic, fleeing the scene.

Only then did Lin Yuan turn and walk to the Ferrari.

He opened the car door and carried Sun Weiwei out.

At this moment, Sun Weiwei's pretty face was deathly pale, still dazed from the panic.

"Are they sent by Qian Renhao?" Sun Weiwei asked with a trembling voice.

Sun Weiwei heard the conversation outside the car just now.

Lin Yuan nodded.

"It's fine, I've already chased them away." Lin Yuan said gently.

Sun Weiwei's pretty face showed a complex expression as she looked at Lin Yuan.

She felt that the man before her was somewhat unfamiliar.

Just now, the image of this man fighting thirty opponents was still vivid in her mind.

This man's skills are terrifying.

Yet Sun Weiwei actually still wanted to train him just now?

Just thinking about it feels ridiculous.

"Put me down..." Sun Weiwei said with a complex expression.

Lin Yuan was about to put Sun Weiwei down when he discovered she was injured.

Just now, because the car window was shattered, a small glass shard had become embedded in Sun Weiwei's chest.

The collar of Sun Weiwei's chest area was stained with some blood.

"Miss Sun, you're injured." Lin Yuan said solemnly.

"Ah?" Sun Weiwei only then realized, no wonder her chest hurt so much...

It turned out she was cut by the glass.

Good heavens, Sun Weiwei became even more panicked.

OO is her most important part; OO here being cut is equivalent to disfigurement.

"Quick... take me to the hospital..." Sun Weiwei said in a trembling, panicked voice.

"Miss Sun, don't rush, I'll handle the wound, I'll help you." Lin Yuan said, carrying Sun Weiwei upstairs.

As for that Ferrari, it was handed over to the insurance company to handle.

Inside Shidai Gongyu.

Lin Yuan gently placed Sun Weiwei on the sofa.

"Miss Sun, don't move; I've studied traditional Chinese medicine, I can treat your wound well. Moreover, it won't leave a scar, you can rest assured." Lin Yuan said.

Sun Weiwei's pretty face was complex, she looked at him half-believing, half-doubting.

"Are you sure?"

Lin Yuan nodded, "Certainly."

He took out the treatment tools from the home medicine box.

There were silver needles, fire cupping cups, and various medicinal herbs.

"Miss Sun, let me first examine your wound." Lin Yuan said, then proceeded to unbutton Sun Weiwei's white shirt.

"What are you doing?!" Sun Weiwei exclaimed in fright, hastily covering her OO.

Although she had once been intimate with Lin Yuan, that doesn't mean her body can be freely looked at by Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan helplessly explained, "Miss Sun, the wound is on your body... covering yourself like this makes it hard for me to examine the wound..."

Sun Weiwei's pretty face was complex, "Then, then close your eyes..."

Lin Yuan was somewhat speechless, "Miss Sun, even if you close your eyes I can't examine the wound; examining a wound requires looking with the eyes. Rest assured, I'll just look at your wound, not other parts."

"You promise?" Sun Weiwei said coldly.

Lin Yuan helplessly said, "Miss Sun, I promise, I won't look at your other parts. Moreover, your other parts... I've already seen them all, actually there's nothing much."

Swish~ hearing these words, Sun Weiwei's pretty face instantly blushed with anger.

She again recalled that night, the scene of being bullied by Lin Yuan in the car.

Vividly before her eyes.

"You bastard! Don't say another word!" Sun Weiwei's pink fist swung at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan did not dodge, allowing her pink fist to pound him.

Even though Sun Weiwei is wounded, she's still punching with such force.

"Miss Sun, if you keep doing this, your blood circulation will speed up, making your wound even harder to heal. You might really end up with a scar." Lin Yuan reminded seriously.

Hearing this, Sun Weiwei was startled and hurriedly stopped her fist.

Women, indeed they all fear scars.

"Then please help me treat my wound..." Sun Weiwei said, her pretty face flushed and complex.

Only then did Lin Yuan reach out and slowly undo the buttons on her chest.

This time, Sun Weiwei did not block or struggle.

But he felt extremely shy!

His most crucial part... was actually seen by him just like that.

This is really embarrassing.

Sun Weiwei could only tightly close her beautiful eyes, so she wouldn't feel so embarrassed.

Lin Yuan had already slowly undone the collar of her white shirt.

But Sun Weiwei was still wearing a black lace underneath.

That is the "face mask".

At this moment, the face mask also had a slit cut by glass.

A small shard of glass was cutting open her Ximalaya Shan.

The wound was stained with bright red blood.

Lin Yuan gently extended his hand to Sun Weiwei's back.

"What are you doing?" Sun Weiwei sensed something wrong, panicking.

"Miss Sun, if I don't undo this, I can't treat your wound." Lin Yuan reminded.

"I, I'll do it myself..." Sun Weiwei said, her pretty face panicking.

Lin Yuan could only let go.

She wrapped her hands around her own back, then... slowly undid the two rows of steel buckles on her back.

As the steel buckles were undone.

Instantly, the face mask slid down directly.

At that moment, Sun Weiwei only felt a chill.

Because the apartment's cold air conditioning was on, she felt a chill on her chest.

Lin Yuan originally didn't want to look more, but really...

The altitude is too high!

How could Sun Weiwei's figure be so upright?!

"Miss Sun, don't move, I'll help treat your wound." Lin Yuan said, picking up the silver needle and approaching the wound.

Only see that the wound cut across the mid-slope of the Ximalaya Shan.

It left a bloodstain at the mid-slope.

But fortunately, it didn't injure the important parts of the summit.

Lin Yuan leaned forward, first gently blowing on her OO.

"Ah? What are you doing?" Feeling a sudden itch, Sun Weiwei's delicate body trembled, she asked in panic.