Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

Chapter 86 Luo Qianhe Reunited

Over the next three days, Han Qianfei studied many Dharma forms, but spent most of his time daydreaming.

I thought a lot about it during that time, and finally determined my next goal.

To pursue ultimate power, one must see what the view from the summit is like.

And, in the long life ahead, enjoy life to the fullest.

The materials Sun Xiaoran brought were extremely rare, but they didn't include the spatial knowledge he most wanted to see.

Sun Xiao then said that the Mithril Pavilion headquarters has it, and that he can go there to see it next time he travels through time.

Even the most beautiful scenery can become boring after a while.

Han Qianfei decided to go to the city center for a stroll. After all, it was his first time abroad, and he was quite curious about America.

There were only three cars in the garage: a Bugatti, a Cadillac Escalade, and a pickup truck.

Their roles are clear: the Bugatti is for solo driving, the Escalade is for driving when Han Lin is too lazy to drive, and the pickup truck is for the service staff to use for grocery shopping.

Han Qianfei thought about it and chose to drive a pickup truck, since his driving skills were too poor.

Sun Xiaoran wanted to go with her.

Han Qianfei said, "My English is good, I don't need it, I'm more comfortable on my own."

Sun Xiao opened the door of the Bugatti for him, but Han Qianfei walked towards the pickup truck instead.

Han Qianfei said to Sun Xiaoran, who looked puzzled, "I haven't driven much, I'm afraid of damaging a nice car, I'll drive that one next time."

Sun Xiaoran said, "If we crash, we can just get another one."

Han Qianfei thought about it and agreed. Old Deng was so rich; he needed to change the mindset of the poor.

"How much is that car?"

Sun Xiaoran said, "I didn't spend any money."

"What's wrong?"

"The Bugatti Black Sound was a limited edition of only one in the world. The boss liked it, so another one was specially made and sent over. The boss drove it twice and then just left it there. The other one was worth about 20 million US dollars."

Han Qianfei gently closed the car door, glanced once more at the beautiful vehicle lying on the ground, shook his head, and walked towards the pickup truck.

Okay, I'm poor, I can't accept losing millions just from a scratch.

Seeing this, Sun Xiaoran didn't say anything more.

Han Qianfei turned on his phone's navigation, then placed the phone on a stand and headed towards the city center at a speed that would not exceed the speed limit.

Half an hour later, Han Qianfei sensed that something was wrong.

It's said online that beginners should choose a cheaper car for their first ride, because unexpected situations can arise, big or small, and a beloved, expensive car can be quite distressing.

Han Qianfei, however, discovered that this was not the case, because the car was not even as fast as he was running, and with his current reaction speed, it was almost impossible for an accident to occur.

Therefore, the so-called experience online is only for ordinary people. He is not only not an ordinary person, but he is not even a human being.

I became much bolder while driving after that.

An hour later, the pickup truck entered the city center, surrounded by towering buildings and tropical trees, a truly stunning sight, befitting America's vacation paradise.

As a filming location for the game "Grand Theft Auto," this area is not safe.

Sure enough, there were some criminals surrounding two Asian men, brandishing knives and occasionally reaching out to touch the black-haired girl's face.

At first glance, the girl looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Luo Qianhe.

Beside him was his father, Luo Hanshan.

Why are they here?

Han Qianfei would normally be too lazy to bother with such trivial matters, but since the person being bullied was his friend, that was a different story.

He parked his car right next to the group of people. Seeing that Luo Qianhe was backed against the Maybach with nowhere to retreat, he said, trying to sound tough but actually sound weak, "I've already called the police."

Han Qianfei thought to himself, "Luo Hanshan really likes Maybach."

Luo Hanshan stepped in front of Luo Qianhe, smiling as he offered her a cigarette. He said in fluent English, "Gentlemen, we're new here and don't know the rules. We don't know if we've done anything wrong and upset you. I can make amends."

The black man leading the group grinned: "Compensation, very good, ten million."

Luo Hanshan was stunned. The price the other party quoted clearly indicated they didn't intend to negotiate properly.

Just kidding. If a few random thugs on the street could take ten million US dollars from him, then all these years of his life would have been for nothing.

Luo Hanshan's smile faded, and he said, "Brother, I am a guest invited by Mr. Smith. We are very good business partners, and I think you should know him."

"Mr. Smith?"

"Hahaha, he said Mr. Smith." The black man turned around and laughed loudly at his subordinate.

Luo Hanshan frowned slightly and said, "Perhaps you are not worthy to know his name, but I can tell you that he is not someone you little guys can afford to offend."

The Black man shook his head and said, "No, no, no, of course we know Mr. Smith. He's a very respectable boss."

Upon hearing this, Luo Hanshan's brows relaxed, and he thought to himself: It's good that you know. I was just afraid of running into a hothead who would take a knife and do anything.

Unexpectedly, the black man said, "It was Boss Smith who instructed us to come find you."

Luo Hanshan looked completely bewildered.

"The boss said that Luo from Daxia is like a fat pig who dared to come to Miami alone. He has a beautiful daughter whom I like very much, and he also has a lot of money which I like very much."

Luo Hanshan's face immediately turned pale.

Despair also appeared on Luo Qianhe's face. In a foreign land, no one could save them.

Immediately afterwards, her expression became resolute; even if it meant death, she would never fall into the hands of these people.

Taking advantage of a moment when one of the thugs wasn't paying attention, she snatched the dagger from his hand and stabbed it into his throat.

Luo Hanshan cried out in terror, "Qianhe, no!"

Just as the tip of the knife was a dozen centimeters away from his neck, a force suddenly appeared and pulled the dagger back.

The black man snatched the dagger back, grabbed Luo Qianhe's wrist angrily, and shouted, "Get the hell into the car! You absolutely cannot get hurt before you see Boss Smith!"

Luo Qianhe struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Luo Hanshan screamed and struggled like a madman, but was held firmly by the other thugs and could not move.

Han Qianfei stepped out of the pickup truck and shouted, "oi!"

The black man paused for a moment, glanced at the unremarkable Han Qianfei, then at the unremarkable pickup truck, and felt reassured.

"Kid, mind your own business. Go haul your beat-up truck and get back to work, or you'll regret it."

Luo Qianhe was overjoyed to see Han Qianfei appear; he always appeared when she needed him most.

Luo Hanshan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Han, please save Qianhe."

Han Qianfei said to the black man, "Let them go, then run away."

The black man gave his subordinate a wink.

A burly thug strode toward Han Qianfei, and two seconds later, he lay unconscious on the ground.

The thugs, their eyes filled with fear, exclaimed in amazement, "Great Xia Kung Fu!"

The black man said, "Kid, we're Mr. Smith's men. You'd better think carefully before you get involved in our business."

Comparing backgrounds? Han Qianfei thought for a moment and realized that no one could have a bigger background than him.

He said, "I am Han Lin's son."

Black guy: "Who the hell is Han Lin?"