Chapter 722: Going Back on One's Word!

But, Hong Wenyan had no choice…

In order to save her brother's life, Hong Wenyan could only grit her teeth, humiliated… agreed to Lin Yuan's demands.

In the dim underpass…

Hong Wenyan…… was again forced…… to play games with Lin Yuan.

This time, she still had no power to fight back…

She, the whole time, was crushed by Lin Yuan.

In the end, she still suffered a crushing defeat.

Hong Wenyan had not even a shred of room to resist.

Lin Yuan watched her embarrassed, humiliated appearance, a flicker of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Lin Yuan took out his phone…… and then……

These are all proof of her loss.

These are also Lin Yuan's leverage over her.

As long as these things exist, Hong Wenyan no longer dares to provoke him lightly, nor dare she mention revenge again.

Time…… passed slowly…… in humiliation and oppression……

Before she knew it, another two hours had passed.

By then, it was already 3 a. m.

Hong Wenyan was utterly exhausted, almost on the verge of fainting.

Just then, a dense roar of engines…… from far to near, shattered the silence of the underpass.

A huge black convoy swept in from outside!

They were the Hong Family 24K Group's enforcers, and they had finally caught up.

Black business vehicles came flying in, like a black dragon, instantly entering the underpass and stopping steadily all around…

The black convoy completely surrounded the underpass, leaving no escape route.

The convoy's headlights…… all switched on, blinding light illuminating the entire underpass.

The headlights clearly outlined the figures of Lin Yuan, Hong Wenyan, and Hong Wuquan.

Car doors flew open, and henchmen poured out in droves.

The Hong Family henchmen each wielded a cleaver, their faces fierce.

The henchmen quickly converged on the center of the underpass, tightly encircling Lin Yuan and the vehicles.

The henchmen exuded a menacing aura, constantly shouting, the scene intensely shocking.

The lead henchman…… raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

The squad leader henchman, eyes sharp, scanned the crowd, about to give the order…… to rescue Hong Wenyan and Hong Wuquan.

But the next second, the driver's door of the Porsche Cayenne…… was slowly pushed open.

Lin Yuan stepped out calmly. He slowly put on his clothes, neat and immaculate.

Only the bite marks on his neck and shoulders and the scratches on his back remained clearly visible.

Although Lin Yuan's violent aura had eased somewhat, it still made people feel a chill.

Meanwhile, inside the car, Hong Wenyan was on the verge of collapse.

Her clothing was disheveled; she wasn't even wearing any clothes.

She could only use torn scraps of cloth to barely cover her body, curled up in the corner of the rear seat.

Hong Wenyan trembled all over, her face streaked with tears and humiliation, too afraid to lift her head or look at the henchmen outside.

She did not want the henchmen outside to see her most embarrassed, most pitiful state.

The lead henchman's eyes darkened, and he barked an order to his subordinates behind him:

"Quick! Rescue the Eldest Miss and the young master, take down Lin Yuan, and beat him to a pulp!"

Before his voice even fell, the henchmen brandished their cleavers, shouting as they surged forward to attack Lin Yuan!

The henchmen's aura was fierce; they were about to completely surround Lin Yuan.

At this critical moment…… a weak…… yet unquestionable reprimand came from inside the car, Hong Wenyan's voice:

"Stop! Don't come any closer!"

Although her voice was hoarse, it instantly drowned out the henchmen's shouts…… clearly reaching every henchman's ears.

The henchmen charging at the front…… suddenly halted, their movements freezing as they all stopped.

The henchmen's faces…… were filled with shock and doubt.

Everyone looked at each other, nobody daring to take another step forward.

They never expected the Eldest Miss to actually stop them??

This is clearly Lin Yuan holding her hostage, yet the Eldest Miss…… why would she not let them come forward to rescue?

Hong Wenyan inside the car…… curled up in the corner.

Her hands…… clenched tightly around the torn cloth to cover her body.

Her cheeks were flushed, both from humiliation and embarrassment.

Hong Wenyan took a deep breath, lifted her head, and looked at Lin Yuan standing beside the car.

Her voice…… carried a hint of trembling and pleading:

"Lin Yuan, you…… you lend me your jacket for a moment."

She could not bear to be seen in such a naked, disheveled state by her own subordinates.

That would be even more humiliating than killing her.

Lin Yuan lowered his head to glance at the distressed Hong Wenyan inside the car, then swept his gaze at the henchmen standing not far away, unmoving.

Lin Yuan's eyes... a hint of amusement flashed.

At this point, Hong Wenyan could already be considered his woman.

Lin Yuan also didn't want his woman to be seen naked by other men.

Thus Lin Yuan hesitated not at all, raised his hand... and took off his black suit jacket.

Lin Yuan casually threw it, the jacket landed precisely inside the car, beside Hong Wenyan.

Hong Wenyan hastily reached out... and picked up the suit jacket.

She didn't care that the jacket still retained Lin Yuan's scent, she hastily draped it over herself.

Hong Wenyan quickly fastened the buttons, tightly wrapping her embarrassed body.

Lin Yuan's jacket was very long, almost able to cover her thighs.

Hong Wenyan barely alleviated her embarrassment and humiliation.

But her fingertips... still trembled uncontrollably, the flush on her face refusing to fade.

After putting on the jacket, Hong Wenyan then slowly leaned against the car body, with difficulty pushing open the door and stepping out.

She remained unsteady on her feet, her steps staggering.

Each step she took was extremely difficult, her delicate face weak and flushed with shame.

Her eyes were full of fatigue and humiliation, she couldn't even lift her head.

It was obvious that Hong Wenyan's 'injury' was still severe; she could barely walk steadily.

The surrounding thugs... upon seeing Hong Wenyan in this state, were utterly shocked.

The thugs stared at each other, shocked beyond belief.

The Eldest Miss usually... aloof, cold and proud, always appearing composed and domineering.

But now, her clothes were disheveled, her complexion pallid, her gait unsteady, and she still wore Lin Yuan's jacket.

The most crucial thing is, the Eldest Miss's eyes... were filled with humiliation and embarrassment.

Even if these thugs were foolish, they could guess... what had happened.

"What... what is going on?"

A thug couldn't help muttering softly, his tone full of shock and doubt.

"The Eldest Miss... she seems to have been bullied by Lin Yuan?"

This sentence was like a thunderclap, quietly spreading among the thugs...

Everyone's faces showed shock; looking at Lin Yuan, their eyes held fear and disbelief, yet no one dared to speak up lightly.

Lin Yuan, seeing this, slowly stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Hong Wenyan's waist, firmly holding her in his embrace.

Lin Yuan's other hand... quietly pressed against the back of her neck.

Lin Yuan whispered to her:

"Order your men to withdraw, not to linger here any longer; otherwise, I don't mind letting them all stay here."

Hong Wenyan, being held by Lin Yuan, instantly stiffened.

Her heart... was filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

But she understood that she was currently being held hostage by Lin Yuan, with no room to resist.

If she did not comply, not only would she suffer humiliation again, but her subordinates would also die pointlessly.

Left with no choice, Hong Wenyan could only raise her head.

She, addressing the surrounding thugs, feigned composure and shouted sternly:

"All retreat! No one is allowed to stay here; everyone withdraw!"

The thugs, hearing Hong Wenyan's order, showed hesitation on their faces, alternately looking at the leader thug and at Hong Wenyan held by Lin Yuan, momentarily unsure what to do.

On one side was the Eldest Miss's order; on the other, the sight of the Eldest Miss being humiliated— they truly were unwilling to just withdraw like that.

Hong Wenyan watched her subordinates' hesitation, a flash of urgency crossing her eyes.

She raised her voice again and shouted sternly:

"I told you to withdraw! Don't you understand? Get out!"

Her voice... carried a hint of breakdown and helplessness.

She felt both hatred toward Lin Yuan and helplessness about her own situation, plus irritation at her subordinates' refusal to obey.

The leader thug watched Hong Wenyan's resolute demeanor, knowing her mind was made up, and also realizing that at this moment they were no match for Lin Yuan.

Left with no choice, the leader could only wave his hand at the subordinates and say in a low voice:

"Withdraw! Everyone withdraw!"

The thugs, though unwilling, could only obey orders, each putting away their knives.

Soon, all the thugs returned to the cars, the engines roared again, and one after another black business vehicles slowly drove out of the underpass, gradually disappearing into the night.

The underpass, which had been tightly packed, once again became spacious.

The underpass returned to silence...

Only Hong Wenyan, Hong Wuquan, and Lin Yuan remained.

Hong Wenyan leaned against the car body, taking a moment to compose herself.

The humiliation on her face had not faded, yet she suppressed her inner hatred and lifted her gaze to Lin Yuan.

Hong Wenyan's voice was weak... yet carried a hint of pleading:

"Lin Yuan, I have already paid the price; you... can you let me and my brother go?"

She was physically and mentally exhausted, only wanting to quickly escape this place where she had suffered endless humiliation, and never again have any entanglement with Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan glanced at her, then swept a glance at the trunk... where Hong Wuquan was still bound.

Lin Yuan's eyes... a trace of amusement flickered;

He didn't hesitate overly, slowly nodding.

"Okay, let you guys go."

He never intended to keep them detained; now that he has leverage, he also gave the siblings a lesson.

Most importantly.

Hong Wenyan's first blood was also taken by Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan couldn't possibly really make things difficult for his own woman, right?

He has always been lenient and kind toward his own woman.

Lin Yuan walked to the trunk and saw Hong Wuquan still in a miserable state.

Lin Yuan grabbed Hong Wuquan's collar and, like dragging a dead dog, pulled him out of the trunk and threw him hard onto the ground.

Hong Wuquan was thrown so hard his whole body ached, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth again.

Hong Wuquan dared not complain in the slightest; he could only curl up on the ground.

Hong Wuquan's eyes were full of fear and humiliation; he didn't even have the courage to look up at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan patted Hong Wuquan's shoulder and said, "You wrecked my car, deliberately planted explosives to blow it up and assassinate me. You siblings must pay me 5 million in compensation—this is both principal and interest. Transfer it to me now, immediately."

"5 million?!" Hong Wuquan jerked his head up, his face full of disbelief.

Immediately, Hong Wuquan was overtaken by anger and resentment,

"Lin Yuan, you're going too far! My sister… my sister has been bullied by you! You still want 5 million—this is robbery!"

Hong Wenyan also had a cold, icy expression.

This Lin Yuan is really over the top!

Lin Yuan's eyes turned cold, and the harshness in his tone intensified.

"I'll ask you one more time: will you pay or not? If not, today I'll leave you stranded under this bridge forever, with no way out."

Hong Wuquan trembled all over from fear of Lin Yuan's aura.

She knew Lin Yuan… does what he says.

Left with no choice, Hong Wenyan could only grit her teeth and nod.

She took out her phone, opened Alipay for Lin Yuan, and clicked to transfer.

Seeing the notification of the incoming payment on his phone, Lin Yuan's mouth curled into a cold arc.

Lin Yuan's eyes… flashed a hint of satisfaction.

He no longer looked at the miserable siblings on the ground, and coldly said to Hong Wenyan:

"Take your brother and get lost—don't let me see you again, or next time it won't be so simple."

As his words fell, Lin Yuan slammed the accelerator; the Porsche Cayenne let out a violent roar and shot out from under the bridge like an arrow from a bow.

The Porsche sped off into the distance, quickly vanishing into the night, leaving only a faint car silhouette and the echo of its engine.

Hong Wenyan watched the direction the Porsche Cayenne disappeared; her fatigue and humiliation instantly faded.

In her eyes… a flash of intense killing intent appeared.

That killing intent was icy and piercing, almost freezing the air.

Hong Wenyan slowly clenched her fists, nails digging deep into her palms, drawing blood she didn't even notice.

The hatred in her heart surged like a tide.

The humiliation Lin Yuan inflicted on her, she would never let go; today's grudge, she will surely repay!

Immediately after, Hong Wenyan raised her head, took out her phone, and made a call.

Her tone was full of ruthlessness and determination:

"Chase him down and kill Lin Yuan! No matter the cost, take his dog's life—I want him to pay the harshest price for everything he's done today!"

As her words fell, a black mass of K Group vehicles surged out from both sides of the long street.

They had been lying in ambush not far away just moments before.

At this moment, as the young lady gave the order.

Countless vengeful convoys madly chased after the direction Lin Yuan had gone…

A new hunt began again.

Hong Wenyan stood where she was, watching the direction the thugs left, her eyes sinister and terrifying.

She curled the corner of her mouth into a cold, sinister smile and whispered:

"Lin Yuan, wait for me—I will surely make you die without a whole corpse, blood for blood!"

Beside him, Hong Wuquan saw the killing intent in his sister's eyes and slowly raised his head, his face full of resentment.

…

Night.

The thugs' convoy shot like arrows from a bow, frantically chasing the trail of Lin Yuan's Porsche Cayenne; the engines' roar tore through the night sky, especially piercing in the quiet suburbs.

After just a few minutes, they had locked onto Lin Yuan's car silhouette.

Dozens of black Mercedes-Benz cars, like hungry wolves pouncing on food, surged from all directions, forming an encirclement and clamping down hard on Lin Yuan's Porsche Cayenne.

The lead thug's eyes were fierce, and he barked into the walkie-talkie:

"Crash! Smash into him hard! Flip his car, don't let him escape!"

Before his words even finished, the leading Mercedes-Benz vehicles surged forward, their fronts slamming straight into Lin Yuan's Porsche Cayenne without hesitation, with astonishing force.

"Bang—!"

A crash sound swept through!

The first Mercedes-Benz slammed hard into the Porsche Cayenne's rear!

The tremendous impact… sent the Cayenne lurching forward several meters, the body violently shaking!

The Porsche's car window glass shattered again, fragments flying.

Before Lin Yuan could stabilize the car...

The Mercedes-Benz cars on both sides also came crashing in, one after another, with continuous "clang, clang" impact sounds!

Each impact carried terrifying force!

Lin Yuan gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to maneuver the vehicle to break through...

But Mercedes-Benz cars were speeding in from all directions, leaving no gap whatsoever for a breakout.

After several consecutive violent impacts, the Porsche Cayenne's body was completely deformed...

All the Porsche's tires blew out...

The entire Porsche SUV lost balance and violently rolled over to one side...

"Boom!" the Porsche slammed heavily onto the ground, rolling several times before gradually coming to a stop...

The Porsche lay roof-down, its body mangled beyond recognition, thick smoke slowly rising from its underside.

The impact sounds gradually faded, all the Mercedes-Benz cars came to a halt, their engine noises slowly dying out!

The thugs quickly jumped from their cars, wielding machetes, swarming thickly around the overturned Porsche Cayenne, tightly encircling the vehicle with no escape route.

The lead thug slowly stepped forward, gazing at the overturned Cayenne, the corner of his mouth curling into a fierce, vicious smile.