The Mad Warriors

At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Xuan and Liang Zhixia strolled leisurely to the downstairs of Liang Zhixia's house.

Liang Zhixia tugged at Wang Xuan's sleeve reluctantly: "We haven't even said a few words, how come it's almost dawn?" Yes, how come it's getting light so fast?

Five years have passed since their last separation, and naturally, they have countless things they want to tell each other. Furthermore, Wang Xuan has stated that his purpose in returning from overseas is to marry Liang Zhixia and to no longer concern himself with the underworld. Liang Zhixia has also indicated that she will no longer inquire about Wang Xuan's past.

"So where do you live?" Liang Zhixia finally asked a crucial question. Since Wang Xuan returned, he had been following her around non-stop and hadn't had time to find a place to stay.

Wang Xuan affectionately touched Liang Zhixia's unaffected left cheek, saying, "You don't need to worry about that. I'll buy us a super big house in the next few days, and we'll have a bunch of kids after we get married." That was Wang Xuan's original purpose in returning. However, Liang Zhixia felt a little embarrassed, since the two of them weren't officially married yet.

However, Liang Zhixia suddenly remembered something: "Wang Xuan, if we get married, after you marry into my family, you must live with my maternal grandfather." As soon as Liang Zhixia said this, Wang Xuan was full of questions. What kind of rule was this?

Seeing Wang Xuan's astonishment, Liang Zhixia lowered her head and stomped her foot on the ground. "I can't help it. It's strange, really. My maternal grandfather always spoiled me rotten. My cousin didn't set any rules about marrying into the family, but she did for me, and I have to live with him. My mom and dad couldn't do anything about it. Isn't that strange?"

"You weird old man! I'm fine with anything, then I can save money on buying a house." Wang Xuan said casually, of course, he was just joking.

Liang Zhixia yawned just then. Wang Xuan knew Liang Zhixia was tired, and seeing that no one was around, he pouted and said, "Come on, give me a kiss and we'll go to sleep." The shy Liang Zhixia slowly raised her head, ready to receive her first passionate kiss with Wang Xuan.

In Wang Xuan's words, even at 5 a.m., no ghosts would dare to disturb his passionate kiss with Liang Zhixia; this time, it was definitely a sure thing.

Once again, Wang Xuan's lips slowly moved closer to Liang Zhixia's. To put it another way, Wang Xuan and Liang Zhixia even ignored the street-sweeping auntie next to them; they were both convinced that this time they would successfully kiss. Slowly, Wang Xuan's mouth was less than two centimeters away from Liang Zhixia's, and Liang Zhixia could even feel the heat of Wang Xuan's lips.

Beep beep beep, so sometimes you can't ignore bad luck. Wang Xuan's crappy phone, it wouldn't ring even once in a month when he was abroad, why is it behaving so strangely now that he's back, disturbing his sweet dreams? The two exchanged an awkward glance, seemingly ready to ignore the phone's noise. Liang Zhixia took the initiative to move closer to Wang Xuan; it was obvious that she had been looking forward to this kiss for a very long time.

But then, beep beep beep, this damn phone just wouldn't stop ringing. It would be strange if Wang Xuan wasn't surprised. He'd only bought the phone and gotten the SIM card just before lunch that afternoon; the only people who should know about it were Liang Zhixia and her uncle, Xia Zhen. The chances of Xia Zhen calling him now were extremely slim. So who was this clueless person calling him at this hour?

It's really impolite to bother someone at a time like this every time. Wang Xuan answered the phone in a fit of anger: "You'd better give me a reason why I forgive you. Who is it?" Wang Xuan was very annoyed. Could he forgive her? Liang Zhixia, who was in front of him, backed away somewhat dissatisfiedly, waved goodbye to Wang Xuan, and turned to go home.

A woman's voice came through the phone, cold and icy, just like Xia Ningshuang's: "I need your help." Wang Xuan really thought it was Xia Ningshuang; the other person's tone was just too similar to Xia Ningshuang's.

However, Wang Xuan could still tell that the tone of the voice was off; the tone of voice varied greatly from person to person on the phone. Even more confused, Wang Xuan watched Liang Zhixia walk away, annoyed: "Who the hell are you? Are you lonely and going to find a gigolo? I'm not a gigolo!" Wang Xuan finished cursing angrily and prepared to hang up.

But the cold woman on the phone said, "I am Park Yoon-joo." Wang Xuan didn't hang up. But now Wang Xuan was very curious. It wasn't even six o'clock yet, could it be that this single woman was calling him because she was lonely and bored? Or was it that the water pipes at home were broken and she was trying to entice Wang Xuan to unclog the drain?

What happened to Park Yoon-joo? What happened to her being a rich woman? Wang Xuan was naturally extremely annoyed and said, "I don't think I promised to protect you. We'll talk about it later!" Wang Xuan was about to hang up when, unexpectedly, Park Yoon-joo on the other end of the line suddenly became agitated and cried out urgently, "Save me and my daughter!"

Her voice was noticeably different from when the call first connected; it trembled, clearly indicating that she was being threatened in some way.

Immediately, Wang Xuan tapped his head: "Damn it! I forgot about the sniper!" Right, when Wang Xuan met Wang He during the day, Wang He had predicted that those Korean bandits had a sniper outside.

Sure enough, Park Yoon-joo's voice on the phone turned into that of a Korean man: "Kid, don't you like saving people? Now the lives of this mother and daughter are in your hands. You want to save them?" But who knew what would happen next? The sniper was probably completely dumbfounded.

Before the sniper could even finish speaking, Wang Xuan hung up the phone.

Wang Xuan stretched and gazed at the rising sun, muttering, "Damn, if everyone's calling me, what kind of person do I look like? Pshaw." Wang Xuan, ever the impulsive one, hung up the phone. The other end was completely bewildered, holding the phone in utter confusion: "He hung up!"

Yes, why shouldn't Wang Xuan be punished? After returning to China, Wang Xuan didn't want to cause trouble. The incident during the day was mainly because they kidnapped Liang Zhixia. If it weren't for Liang Zhixia, Wang Xuan wouldn't have wanted to get involved.

Park Yoon-joo, holding her sleeping daughter, indeed had an incredulous expression; no man had ever refused to help her before.

The sniper was somewhat at a loss, and Park Yoon-joo was even more bewildered. She thought Wang Xuan would definitely come to her rescue like in the movies. The sniper handed the phone to Park Yoon-joo again: "Last chance. If he doesn't come, I'll kill you and take the data back to report. Splitting the money of six people by myself doesn't seem so bad."

So, in this situation, Park Yoon-joo, who was in a good mood, was no longer calm. When she took the phone again, her hands were trembling. She really couldn't understand why Wang Xuan would be so resolute.

So the question arises: why did Wang Xuan risk his life to save her alone?

Beep, Park Yoon-joo pressed the call button again. It has to be said that Park Yoon-joo is a person who has been through a lot. Even now that there are villains holding her and her daughter hostage in her home, she still maintains the most rational composure.

But then a sniper nearby casually remarked, "If you hadn't told me, I would have really thought you were Kim Hee-sun, a big star in our country!" Indeed, Park Yoon-joo's face is 80% similar to Kim Hee-sun's, and Park Yoon-joo's face isn't the so-called Korean semi-permanent makeup; it's the real deal.

However, Park Yoon-joo's expression was too similar to Xia Ning-shuang's—both were icy cold. Moreover, Xia Ning-shuang's indifferent gaze was just like Hei Jiajia, the Go player from China.

Beep, beep, beep, "Speak!" The call connected again, and Wang Xuan was still quite annoyed; it wasn't really his business anyway. Park Yoon-joo was also quite direct; it was better to be direct when talking to someone like Wang Xuan.

Park Yoon-joo hugged the child in her arms tightly: "I'll do free cosmetic repair for your fiancée!" Wang Xuan on the other end of the phone was completely indifferent: "I have plenty of money. I can just find any plastic surgery clinic to do it. It's not worth getting involved with your troubles."

Park Yoon-joo knew that the man on the phone was truly different from the men she usually met. She had only been rescued during the day because his fiancée was inside. This time, however, she was in serious trouble. Therefore, Park Yoon-joo had to quickly come up with a reason why Wang Xuan would come to her rescue immediately.

So it wasn't that Wang Xuan was too rich to come. Park Yoon-joo knew perfectly well that the benefits she offered weren't enough to sway him, so if she needed to save her life, she had to give up those benefits.

"Ten percent!" Both parties were well aware of the ten percent that Park Yoon-joo mentioned. Ten percent of the shares in Park Yoon-joo's company was an astronomical figure. However, Wang Xuan on the phone remained unmoved. Park Yoon-joo was actually indifferent to everything else; she just wanted her child to live, it was that simple.

Faced with Wang Xuan's unmoved attitude, Park Yoon-joo had no choice but to raise the stakes further: "Twelve percent!" Wang Xuan remained quite quiet on the phone, seemingly waiting for her to raise the stakes again.

"Thirteen!" Park Yoon-joo increased the stake to thirteen percent, each additional percent representing a considerable fortune. Meanwhile, Wang Xuan, who had been silent on the phone, asked a strange question: "Why should I save you?" This was clearly a ploy to lure her in. Park Yoon-joo had no choice; managing such a massive conglomerate alone with her child was already exhausting enough.

Park Yoon-joo said something that surprised even the sniper next to her. Without further ado, she offered a super gift: "If you're willing, I can be yours anytime." Park Yoon-joo had no other choice but to do this for her child's survival. She herself was her last bargaining chip.

Park Yoon-joo did all this simply for the child in her arms; she truly couldn't bear to see her child die with her. Sometimes, parents really can make any sacrifice for their children. There was still silence on the other end of the phone. Park Yoon-joo felt a sense of despair; she truly hadn't expected Wang Xuan to be so resolute.

Park Yoon-joo was ready to give up; she could only accompany her child on the journey. But then Wang Xuan came through the phone: "Give the phone to that bastard, and tell me where you live!"

It's said that even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. Was Wang Xuan really moved by Park Yoon-joo's last line, "I can be yours anytime!"?

After exchanging a few words with Wang Xuan, the sniper tossed aside the phone and stared at the scantily clad Park Yoon-joo with a lewd expression. A few minutes later, Park Yoon-joo and her daughter were found with remote-controlled bombs attached to their bodies.