School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 104 - 119 Miss Ye!

Chapter 104: Chapter 119 Miss Ye!

Although Qin Yixuan was shocked by Chen Nan’s martial arts, the unending screams of agony made her face reveal a look of mercy. These people, although not good in nature, were after all human... born to mothers and fathers!

Glancing at Qin Yixuan, Chen Nan patted her shoulder and said, "Pick up your crossbow, don’t let me down."

After all, Qin Yixuan was a woman, and despite being a special forces soldier, kindness was the nature of most women and couldn’t be changed.

Unlike her, Chen Nan was different. Although he had grown up in the mountains since he was a child, he had ventured down to wander for several years after he turned sixteen. The principle that being merciful to an enemy meant cruelty to oneself was very clear to him. Anyone who wanted to kill him, no matter who, even if it was the powerful and mighty, he would never let go.

Qin Yixuan bit her teeth and gripped the crossbow tightly again, "You’re right, it’s their own fault for choosing the wrong path."

"You guard the back to prevent their attack. I’ll take out those Strong Crossbow shooters at the door and prepare to break out."

As Chen Nan spoke, he hid behind a piece of scrap metal and aimed at a Strong Crossbow shooter, then pulled the trigger.

"Bang..."

The crossbow arrow shot out and blood splattered; the Strong Crossbow shooter’s head was punctured, and his body lay on the Strong Crossbow.

Qin Yixuan also hid behind a piece of scrap metal, aiming her crossbow outward to prevent the enemies from charging in.

Due to the earlier lesson, the Zhao family didn’t dare to throw anymore Sulfuric Acid Balls; they could only shoot with crossbow arrows, creeping closer step by step.

At this moment, inside a small house twenty meters away from the steel pile, the goshawk was frantic like an ant on a hot pot, grabbing a wired phone and continuously dialing the number of boss Zhao Dongshan, but it seemed there was a signal problem, and he couldn’t get through.

In the end, with no other choice, the goshawk could only dial the landline in Zhao Dongshan’s study.

...

At Zhao family headquarters, Zhao Dongshan was holding a writing brush, incessantly writing the same character on paper—思 (Think)!

It wasn’t about longing, but about pondering.

Ever since his bodyguard team leader, Lin HaiLong, had been crippled in one hand and one leg by Chen Nan, he had been very conflicted over whether to rely on the support of his background to take down Chen Nan to prevent future trouble or to try to recruit him.

"Such talent, if he could work for me, indeed would be a good thing. Perhaps, it’s worth the risk to try," he thought to himself.

Zhao Dongshan put down the brush in his hand, having finally decided in his heart to try to recruit Chen Nan. Just then his desk phone rang.

"Boss, there’s big trouble. The factory was attacked by a master, and our brothers suffered heavy casualties. Please send support!" Before Zhao Dongshan could speak, an anxious shout from the goshawk came from the other end.

Zhao Dongshan’s face instantly turned cold, and he slapped his hand on the table angrily, "What kind of master is it?"

"Your subordinate does not recognize him," the goshawk quickly said. "But when he entered, the surveillance camera caught him. Do you want your subordinate to send you the photo?"

"Good, send it quickly. I’ll call for reinforcements right away!" Zhao Dongshan said.

"Thank you, boss!"

Zhao Dongshan hung up the phone, his face clouded with anger, and shouted outside the door, "Someone, bring me the four big bodyguards!" He then glanced at the computer next to him, and an email had just arrived in his inbox, sent by the goshawk.

Zhao Dongshan opened the email, and as soon as he saw the photo, his face turned even grimmer. He clenched his teeth and fists.

"Smack!"

With a slap, he smashed the desk in front of him to pieces, his face full of bulging veins and his eyes filled with boundless rage, "Chen Nan! You’re courting death! If I don’t kill you, I’ll never have peace!"

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Zhao Dongshan stood up and walked outside.

After leaving the Zhao family headquarters villa, he passed through the back garden and entered a serene courtyard.

At this moment, a woman in white was practicing with her sword in the courtyard. With her back to Zhao Dongshan, she stopped and asked, "Does Mr. Zhao have any business with me?"

Zhao Dongshan inhaled deeply, calmed his angry heart, and then took two steps forward to say, "Miss Ye, today Zhao has a matter for which he seeks your aid..."

The Xiangshan Tea House cellar!

After Chen Nan had taken down nine Strong Crossbowmen, he ran out of arrows.

Qin Yixuan glanced back at him anxiously and said, "They have five people rushing over together. I only have two arrows left, what should we do?"

"Don’t use your Crossbow yet, save those two arrows."

As Chen Nan spoke, he bent down to pick up several fist-sized pieces of scrap iron, then flung them out with a toss of his hand.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

As the iron pieces flew out, blood spattered, and three of the five men who were charging over fell to the ground instantly.

Then, with both hands, Chen Nan threw two empty Crossbows that had run out of arrows, "smack smack," and the remaining two were also knocked to the ground with loud thuds.

Looking at Chen Nan, Qin Yixuan was somewhat dumbfounded. She even wondered if this guy had traveled here from a martial arts movie. Otherwise, how could his methods be so fierce?

It was a good thing she had asked him to come along today; otherwise, she genuinely feared she’d probably end up dead without a trace left.

Qin Yixuan thought to herself, feeling increasingly curious about Chen Nan.

"Keep those two arrows for self-defense. Wait until I’ve taken out the Strong Crossbowmen by the exit, then we’ll rush out," Chen Nan said. He picked up more scrap iron from the ground and continued throwing them relentlessly at the Strong Crossbowmen.

With steel as cover, Chen Nan was well-positioned, and the arrows from the Strong Crossbows striking over "clang clang clang" all hit the steel, while the iron chunks he threw took down a person with each hit.

Although other soldiers would replace the stunned or killed Strong Crossbowmen, as time went on, no one dared to step forward because those who did would be taken down by the iron pieces from Chen Nan before they could even touch a Strong Crossbow.

After ten minutes, all the Strong Crossbowmen were taken out by Chen Nan. Although there were still over a dozen of Zhao’s men on the other side, none of them dared to touch the Strong Crossbows because they didn’t want to die.

Chen Nan glanced at the group, picked up some scrap iron, and flung it toward them.

Since these men were no longer a significant threat, Chen Nan did not kill them; he just injured them severely enough to lose their ability to fight.

"Let’s go!"

After having taken down all the enemies, Chen Nan grabbed Qin Yixuan’s hand, stood up, and ran towards the exit quickly. "There are definitely more enemies hidden in those corners. Be careful not to get ambushed."

"Okay!"

Qin Yixuan nodded, closely following at his side. Just as they were about to reach the exit, a fierce palm wind attacked from outside, and Chen Nan quickly wrapped Qin Yixuan in his arms to dodge.

A master has arrived!

Chen Nan was startled and circulated his True Qi, ready to attack as he eyed the exit.

At that moment, a waft of fragrance came from outside the entrance. The cold Killing Aura surged in, and then a figure flashed into view, a white-robed woman wielding a Short Sword leaped in.

Seeing this figure, Chen Nan frowned slightly, feeling a sense of déjà vu. When he looked at the woman in white’s face, his whole body shook with excitement as he exclaimed, "Junior sister!"