The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 347 - 0347: Wrathful Vajra

Chapter 347: Chapter 0347: Wrathful Vajra

Vajra, a man like a god.

He was born weighing fifteen jins, shattering Huaxia’s record for newborn baby weight.

His appetite was terrifying; as a child, he grew up lying on cows, drinking their milk.

When he was in junior high school, his family could no longer afford to keep him, so they sent him to the Zheng Family to work as a sailor.

He ate a lot, but he also worked a lot.

Father Zheng liked him very much and always kept him by his side. He even hired an expert to teach him martial arts, eventually turning him into a qualified glutton-cum-bodyguard.

He is now two meters tall, resembling the Wrathful Vajra of the Buddhist Sect.

The corridors and hallways seemed too low for him, as he only needed to straighten up to hit his head on them.

While all his brothers had gone off to fight, he stayed outside to avoid bumping his head on the door, indulging in roast chicken.

As soon as Young Master Zheng made a promise, he immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Master, a hundred roast chickens, you can’t go back on your word!"

He held up two fingers, looking so sturdy it seemed all his intelligence had been digested away.

Young Master Zheng frowned and corrected by bending one of his fingers, "It’s one hundred, not two!"

"It’s one hundred!"

Vajra held up his two fingers again, causing Young Master Zheng to yell in frustration, "Are you freaking stupid?"

Vajra chuckled, stuffed the remaining half of the roast chicken into his mouth in one bite, and laughed heartily with his mouth full of oil, staring at Zhang Xuan’er and the old man.

Zhang Xuan’er felt disgusted and asked the old man with a frown, "Uncle He, can we handle this guy?"

"Let’s try!"

The old man saw Vajra’s extraordinary ability and immediately threw two punches using the Gong-style Subduing Tiger Fist, a classic move from the South-style Hong Fist.

Having reached the Sect Master Realm with full mastery of Inner Strength, his hands emitted a force that coalesced between them.

When he struck out, it created a whooshing wind, as ferocious as a tiger’s roar.

Vajra neither dodged nor flinched, letting the punches land on his body.

His belly was like a quagmire; as the Inner Strength burst forth, it made his stomach tremble, but had no effect.

Vajra’s eyes widened, and he suddenly erupted with a roar, "Get lost!"

The roar was like thunderbolt, buzzing in Zhang Xuan’er’s ears.

The force violently recoiled against the old man’s hands, throwing him against the wall with a thud.

The cement wall even cracked from the impact.

Blood trickled from the old man’s mouth, never having seen such a formidable physique.

Vajra loosened his neck, chuckling, "Not bad, not bad, old arms, old legs, still able to hurt me like that, let’s play some more!"

He stomped on the ground and lunged forward, aiming a kick at the old man.

The old man’s eyes widened, his feet stamped the ground, and he swiftly retreated.

Vajra’s foot stomped onto the floor, and the marble shattered with a loud bang, leaving a footprint behind.

Young Master Zheng rubbed his hands with concern, thinking that this fellow’s body seemed even harder than before.

The bodyguard his father had spent so much money to cultivate truly wasn’t a waste.

Zhang Xuan’er was sweating profusely; she had lost her composure as a goddess, her hands nervously twisting together.

All the while, Vajra chased the old man and swung his fists incessantly, like a tank plowing through the battlefield.

The old man ducked and dodged repeatedly, relying on light-footedness and the White Crane Fist to fight back, constantly striking Vajra’s vulnerable areas with crane claw grips.

But this guy seemed to have no weak spots.

Even the throat area was protected by a layer of thick flesh, and when the old man exerted force on it, the recoil instantly snapped his wrist bones in two.

Vajra roared in anger, "Get lost!"

It seemed like that was the only impressive line he knew. All his strength gathered in his right fist, and he punched towards the old man’s ribs.

With a loud bang, the old man flew a dozen meters down the corridor and crashed to the ground, his ribs caving inward.

If it weren’t for the inner strength protecting his body, his internal organs would probably have been shattered by now.

He spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood, lying on the ground without getting up again.

Zheng Bin laughed heartily in excitement, "Vajra, you really do have it in you. Brother will buy you some roast chicken later."

Excited, he even changed his address, no longer daring to take advantage of Vajra.

Vajra grinned, the chicken still in his mouth not yet swallowed, and continued chewing and swallowing.

Zheng Bin looked at Zhang Xuan’er with a gleeful rubbing of his hands, "Beautiful lady, that’s all your bodyguard amounts to? Last night at the auction house, you dared to lay a hand on me. Now I’ll let you taste what it’s like when the overlord forcefully takes his bow!"

He reached out to grab Zhang Xuan’er’s chest, and she screamed in terror, hurrying towards Long Fei’s door to escape.

This was her first time in Huaxia, and she didn’t expect to take a fall in such a small place.

She shouted coldly at Zheng Bin, "Don’t mess around, the power of the Zhang Family is not something your Zheng Family can provoke!"

Zheng Bin laughed contemptuously, "Miss Zhang, this is Qingdong City, not your Xianggang. Even if the Zhang Family has power, it can’t extend its reach here!"

He had someone block Zhang Xuan’er from behind.

Today, Eldest Young Master Zheng was going to have some fun in the corridor, hosting a fellowship meeting between mainlanders and Xianggang compatriots.

Zhang Xuan’er had never been so embarrassed as she was today. She pounded on the door, yelling loudly for help, "Is there anyone there? Help!"

The door opened, and Long Fei and An Xiaoke came out.

If they didn’t come out, Zheng Bin would still look for them.

Better to sell a favor now, and help Zhang Xuan’er out.

Upon seeing him, Zhang Xuan’er didn’t say a word, hiding behind him and crying out in a delicate voice, "Call the police quickly, they’re bad people. Help me block them, I’ll pay you whatever it takes."

Long Fei frowned intensely, thinking to himself that the lines of these rich young ladies were all the same.

They never strayed from talking about money as if nothing could ever be resolved without it.

Zheng Bin exploded with rage at the sight of him, cursing at him and An Xiaoke, "Motherfucker, it was so hard to find you! Today is really a lucky day given by the heavens, allowing me to avenge two big grudges at once!"

The skinny guy behind him cried out excitedly, "See, Bin, I told you they were here!"

Zhang Xuan’er glanced at Long Fei, then at Zheng Bin, and was surprised to find that they knew each other!

Long Fei turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Give me the ginseng, and I’ll drive these flies away for you."

He wouldn’t do anything that didn’t benefit him.

Especially at such a critical moment, he certainly had to bargain hard.

"In your dreams!"

Zhang Xuan’er frowned, not expecting him to have such a big appetite.

She had spent two billion to acquire that ginseng, it wasn’t something to just give away.

Long Fei shrugged his shoulders, folded his arms, and smiled faintly at Zheng Bin, "Young Master Zheng, a feud should be settled, not a knot. Let my girlfriend and me go today, and I’ll hand over this international supermodel to you."

"You bastard!"

Zhang Xuan’er stomped her foot in anger. She thought Long Fei seemed like a good person when she observed his face yesterday.

She had no idea he was this sort of person.

An Xiaoke was somewhat surprised, but remembering what Long Fei had just said about taking advantage being a traditional virtue in Huaxia, she let it go.

This guy seemed straightforward on the outside, but he certainly wasn’t foolish at heart. She had been deceived by his appearance.

Zheng Bin hesitated, his mind fixated on having a good time with Zhang Xuan’er.

Having Long Fei interfere would indeed be a nuisance.

In his moment of hesitation, Zhang Xuan’er despairingly agreed to Long Fei, "Fine, if you drive them away, I’ll give you the ginseng."