The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 197: Rescuing Xu Yan Again_1

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Rescuing Xu Yan Again_1

"Damn it... Ning Fan, if I say this was all a misunderstanding... would that be okay?"

Zhao Xinghui’s face turned pale as he subconsciously stepped backward, his voice trembling as he tried to hold it steady.

Hei Sha and Zhu Zhensheng were the two trump cards he had arranged to deal with Ning Fan.

Now that both trump cards were no match for Ning Fan, the mere bodyguards at his side... were obviously even less likely to be his match.

"A misunderstanding? Of course," Ning Fan nodded.

Zhao Xinghui’s face relaxed for a moment.

"I kill you, it’s just a misunderstanding too."

The next second, Ning Fan’s words made Zhao Xinghui’s heart tighten again.

"Attack! All of you, attack! Shoot him! Shoot him and kill his damned sister!"

Zhao Xinghui yelled at Ning Fan.

His subordinates immediately raised their guns and fired wildly at Ning Fan and Lin Xiaoling.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets whizzed.

Ning Fan sidestepped, shielding Lin Xiaoling, his hands enveloped in spiritual power, creating countless phantoms in mid-air to catch all the incoming bullets in his hands.

The pistols used by Zhao Xinghui’s subordinates were much weaker than the machine guns and sniper rifles used by Hei Sha before, posing no threat to Ning Fan.

"Go to hell."

Ning Fan snorted coldly and flung his hands, sending the bullets shooting back.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Zhao Xinghui’s men were instantly pierced like honeycombs, falling to the ground motionless, deader than dead.

"Damn it..."

Zhao Xinghui was stunned and shaking all over.

Knowing Ning Fan had counter-killed Hei Sha was one thing, but seeing Ning Fan catching bullets with bare hands and then counter-killing so many of his bodyguards was entirely different.

He tried to control his shaking legs, let out a strange cry, and turned to flee outside.

Ning Fan was about to chase after Zhao Xinghui but was caught by Lin Xiaoling, who anxiously said, "Brother, are you hurt? You, you should go to the hospital first?"

Lin Xiaoling saw the bloodied hole in Ning Fan’s chest and was about to cry from worry.

The wound was caused by Hawkeye’s sniper rifle earlier. Although the sniper bullet had pierced through Ning Fan’s chest, it fortunately missed the vital parts, and with Ning Fan’s strong self-healing abilities, it was no longer bleeding.

"Ling’er, I’m fine. Don’t worry!"

Ning Fan quickly tended to his own wound. He wanted to chase after Zhao Xinghui immediately, but concerned about Lin Xiaoling’s safety, he called Baldy Qiang, "Come to Tianling Company right now with men to ensure Ling’er’s safety. Also, send someone to track Zhao Xinghui, he just fled Tianling Company, and I need to know his whereabouts!"

After the call, Ning Fan approached Xu Yan on the floor, his expression grave.

Xu Yan had died protecting Lin Xiaoling. He really didn’t know how to break the news to Li Wanshan.

Ning Fan tried to lift Xu Yan’s body from the ground onto a table, but the moment his hand touched her body, he suddenly frowned.

Then, he swiftly laid Xu Yan flat on the table and checked her wrist.

"Ling’er, Xu Yan is still alive!"

The next second, Ning Fan said with surprise.

Her pulse was extremely weak, on the verge of stopping completely, but still clung to the last breath!

Ning Fan immediately took out silver needles and exerted his full power with the Thirteen Ghost Needles to sustain Xu Yan’s life.

After that, he stuffed dozens of Rejuvenation Pills into her mouth.

He also poured a large bottle of concentrated Spiritual Liquid into her mouth without stopping.

Next, Ning Fan transferred his spiritual power continuously into Xu Yan’s body to stop the bleeding, dissolve the energy of the Rejuvenation Pills and Spiritual Liquid, guiding it to rapidly repair her body...

It was only because Ning Fan had advanced to the Eighth Level of Qi Refining that he was able to do all this without running out of spiritual power.

Thump... thump... thump...

Xu Yan’s heartbeat, which had almost completely vanished, gradually became stronger and clearer.

Her breathing, too, slowly stabilized.

Her pallor, from deathly white, began to slowly flush with color.

Xu Yan’s eyelashes trembled suddenly, then her eyes flew open.

"Am I... still alive?" Xu Yan muttered weakly.

"Sister Yan! You’re alive? That’s great! That’s so great! Waaah..." Lin Xiaoling rushed over wanting to embrace Xu Yan, but worried about pressing on her wound, she cried continuously instead.

"Miss Ling’er, you’re okay? That’s wonderful!"

"Mr. Ning, did you save my life? Thank you, thank you so much..."

Seeing Ling’er unharmed and spotting Ning Fan, Xu Yan realized it must have been Ning Fan who came at the last moment. She struggled to sit up and bow in gratitude.

"Don’t move, you’re out of danger now. Just rest and let the wound heal by itself," Ning Fan instructed.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ning..." Xu Yan said with heartfelt emotion.

Thud!

At the door, Li Wanshan and Baldy Qiang arrived with their men. Li Wanshan knelt down and thanked profusely, "Mr. Ning, thank you for saving Xu Yan’s life. I, Li Wanshan, bow to you."

After speaking, he attempted to bow his head in gratitude to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan, with a casual lift of his hand, stopped Li Wanshan from kneeling with an invisible force.

"Get up. Honestly, I should be thanking Xu Yan. If she hadn’t protected Ling’er with her life, Ling’er might have..."

As he spoke, Ning Fan’s face turned icy, and his killing intent uncontrollably surged skyward. His gaze shot towards Baldy Qiang, "Did you find Zhao Xinghui’s whereabouts?"

Baldy Qiang felt a chill and quickly said, "Mr. Ning, we’ve found him. He drove an off-road vehicle towards the provincial city and should still be on the highway now."

"Good."

Ning Fan nodded coldly and continued, "Did you bring your men? Protect Ling’er and Xu Yan’s safety for me. If even a single hair on them is harmed, I will take your life!"

"Yes, Mr. Ning!" Baldy Qiang immediately answered loudly.

The next second, Ning Fan’s figure blurred as he dashed out like a whirlwind.

Zhao Xinghui, don’t think of escaping.

Today, you will die!