The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 198: Breaking into the Zhao Family_1

Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Breaking into the Zhao Family_1

On the highway heading to the provincial capital, an off-road vehicle was racing at breakneck speed.

Inside the off-road vehicle, Zhao Xinghui gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his face grim and dark, cursing endlessly.

"Damn Ning Fan! Damn bastard! How dare you threaten me! How dare you say you’ll kill me! Just you wait, as soon as I get back to the provincial capital, I’ll mobilize the entire power of the Zhao Family to take you down!"

As Zhao Xinghui raged on, he suddenly spotted a small black dot appearing in the rearview mirror, a short distance behind him.

The small black dot was chasing after him at an incredible speed, closing in rapidly.

"What the hell!"

Half a minute later, Zhao Xinghui screamed as if bitten by a snake.

Because as the black dot kept catching up, he finally realized it was a person!

A person running at an insane speed on foot!

That person was none other than Ning Fan!

"Holy fuck, what kind of monster are you?"

Zhao Xinghui’s jaw nearly hit the floor in shock.

Chasing cars on a highway on foot? Was this guy Superman?

Boom, boom, boom!

In a mix of fear and rage, Zhao Xinghui floored the accelerator, and the vehicle’s speed instantly soared from one hundred to two hundred mph!

Before long, he had left Ning Fan far behind, out of sight.

Whew!

Zhao Xinghui took a deep breath and slowed down the car’s speed a bit.

After all, maintaining two hundred mph continuously was quite dangerous.

But not long after Zhao Xinghui had decreased his speed, Ning Fan’s figure appeared yet again in the rearview mirror.

"Damn it! Is this damned thing some kind of Iron Man?"

Scared and alarmed, Zhao Xinghui floored the accelerator again, pushing the speed back up to two hundred mph.

After finally putting some distance between himself and Ning Fan, but almost getting into several accidents, Zhao Xinghui was forced to slow down once more.

But each time he decreased his speed, Ning Fan quickly caught up again.

So he had no choice but to accelerate yet again.

Like this, Zhao Xinghui kept speeding up and slowing down, in a desperate car chase on the highway, but Ning Fan followed him closely, steadily hanging behind.

Ning Fan had now reached the Eighth Level of Qi Refinement, with a significant increase in both the amount and quality of Spiritual Power within his body, which is why he could sustain such a long mad rush.

From River City to the provincial capital, a whole two hundred kilometers.

Ning Fan ran wildly for two hundred kilometers.

Upon reaching the city area of the provincial capital where Zhao Xinghui’s driving skills could no longer maintain a high speed, he was forced to slow down again.

But Ning Fan didn’t immediately catch up; instead, he just dangled not too far behind Zhao Xinghui’s vehicle, following it all the way to Zhao Family Villa in the suburbs of the provincial capital.

...

Zhao Family Villa, living room.

A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit was visiting Zhao Rongfu, the Family Head of the Zhao Family.

This Zhongshan-suited man would certainly be recognized by many and be approached for favor currying if he appeared in River City.

He was Shen Weimin, the mayor of River City.

In front of Zhao Rongfu, even someone of Shen Weimin’s status spoke with extreme courtesy, showing respect.

Boom, boom, boom...

While the two were conversing, a sudden roar of a car engine came from outside, a sound only made when the accelerator was pushed to its limit.

Screech!

Following that, there was an ear-piercing sound of tires screeching against the pavement as the vehicle abruptly stopped.

Zhao Rongfu couldn’t help but frown.

Half a minute later, Zhao Xinghui burst through the villa’s front door, rushed in, then slammed and locked it behind him, before gasping for breath and shouting, "Dad! Dad! Help me! Save me!"

"Flustered and talking nonsense, what kind of behavior is this? Haven’t you greeted your Uncle Shen yet!" Zhao Rongfu scolded with a frown.

"Dad, quick, call all the Patrons over, that Ning Fan, Ning Fan is chasing to kill me! He’s here to kill me!" Zhao Xinghui rushed to Zhao Rongfu and said anxiously.

"Ning Fan?"

Zhao Rongfu’s frown deepened further as he angrily said, "You useless thing! Idiot! I sent you to River City to deal with Ning Fan, and you fled back here on your own?"

"No, it’s not like that, Dad. That Ning Fan, he’s a monster. I hired Black Killer and Zhu Zhensheng to take him down, but Black Killer’s men were all killed by him, and Zhu Zhensheng cut off his own hands and fled! He’s already chasing me, he’s right behind us!" Zhao Xinghui explained, trembling with fear.

"What?" Zhao Rongfu was stunned.

Boom!

Just then, the villa’s front door that Zhao Xinghui had locked burst open, turning into a rain of wooden splinters and debris.

Following that, a tall, slender young man walked in slowly — it was Ning Fan.

"Dad! Quick, call all the Patrons! It’s that damn Ning Fan! Summon all the Patrons to kill him!" Zhao Xinghui blurted out in panic.

Zhao Rongfu slowly stood up from the sofa, eyes fixed on Ning Fan, and spoke coolly, "You are Ning Fan? Hello, my name is Zhao Rongfu, I am the father of Zhao Xinghui, and by the way, I have another younger son named Zhao Xingrui."

Zhao Rongfu’s gaze was chilling, like that of a venomous snake.

"So you’re the father of Zhao Xingrui and Zhao Xinghui."

Ning Fan nodded, straightforwardly saying, "Then I won’t hide it from you, your younger son Zhao Xingrui was killed by me, and today, I’ve come to kill your elder son Zhao Xinghui."