Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 250 - 249 You are Surrounded

Chapter 250: Chapter 249 You are Surrounded

Laoer had three doubts.

First, how is being surrounded considered good news?

Second, whose little bastard ran out and went crazy?

Third, on what basis does this little bastard dare to surround a whole car of people by himself?

"Brother Er, it’s Lin... Lin Nianhe."

A trusted subordinate leaned close to Laoer, helplessly whispering a reminder.

Before departing, Laoer, following Bai Bo’s instructions, had sent Lin Nianhe’s photo to everyone.

He had, of course, seen it himself, but he really had face blindness; it wasn’t just about looking at a photo—even if Lin Nianhe hovered in front of him continuously for three months, he wouldn’t remember her.

Laoer skeptically furrowed his brows, squinting his eyes, and took Lin Nianhe in from head to toe again.

He looked once, then again, and again... Finally, he pulled out the photo Bai Bo gave him from his pocket, lifted it, and aligned it in his line of sight with Lin Nianhe’s face, comparing everything from eyebrows and eyes to the mouth.

Lin Nianhe watched his actions, and all thoughts drained from her mind, leaving only six round, pitch-black dots.

If Wu Genmao hadn’t been still lying on the ground, she really would have doubted that she had blocked the wrong person.

The air grew quiet, eerily so, and Lin Nianhe, with her hands behind her back, started to regret.

She was just idle, why did she add all this drama? Now that this fool wasn’t responding, how was she supposed to continue the act?

At the roadside woods, Feng Wei rubbed his hands together, his eyes nervously fixed on Lin Nianhe.

He nudged Zhou Xu in the waist with his elbow, whispering low, "Hey, why aren’t they speaking? Did Sister Lin scare them?"

Zhou Xu: "Are you blind?"

Scared? By just one sentence from Lin Nianhe?

Not to mention people, even the big yellow dog at the village entrance wouldn’t be scared.

Feng Wei continued rubbing his empty hands: "Then, should we go up?"

Zhou Xu: "No signal yet, wait."

He was certain, looking at the current situation, that Lin Nianhe was not in danger.

"Then..."

Before Feng Wei could say more, the standoff was shattered by a sudden loud yell.

"Damn it, you’re called Lin Nianhe?"

Lin Nianhe rubbed her ears.

Can we continue now?

She glanced up at Laoer and nodded.

Laoer suddenly burst out laughing. He stood by the car door, not moving, indicating with his attitude that he wanted Lin Nianhe to run thirty-nine meters first: "Fine, very good, saves me the trouble of looking for you."

As he spoke, he cracked his fingers, his fierce grin looking particularly terrifying.

Lin Nianhe stood still, silently watching him, as if observing the village’s foolish dog.

"What’s up? Scared stupid?" Laoer finally enjoyed enough of the feeling of being looked up to, bent his knees, jumped off the car, his big teeth bared, "Tsk, right, there’s another kid surnamed Zhou in your school, right? This, bring him out to me, and I won’t tie you up, how about that?"

Lin Nianhe’s brow furrowed.

Zhou Chujiang?

How did he get involved in this?

From the moment Lin Nianhe presented herself, Laoer’s crude genetic makeup once again took over.

It wasn’t that he loved to show off, he just really couldn’t muster any caution towards such a little bastard.

Seeing Lin Nianhe still frozen there immobile, his patience exhausted, he licked his tooth gap, his palm-like big hand reaching towards Lin Nianhe’s neck.

Lin Nianhe’s hand, faster than her brain, lifted from behind her back, and Laoer’s brow suddenly faced a dark, icy object.

His smile still hung on the corner of his mouth, but he could no longer make any other expressions.

"I told you, you’re surrounded."

Lin Nianhe looked at him, the corners of her lips slowly curling up.

"Fuck, hurry up and save Second Brother!" The trusted lackey in the car panicked, bending his knees to jump down.

Lin Nianhe didn’t look at him, just coldly reprimanded: "Whoever moves, I’ll shoot him!" Saying this, she even pressed the gun against Laoer’s forehead.

"Nobody move!"

"Bang!"

Laoer’s nervous scolding and the sound of the trusted lackey landing happened at the same time.

The air, once again, became stagnant.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Laoer’s forehead.

The trusted lackey stood on the ground, his legs still bent, maintaining the bent posture from when he landed, arms outstretched in a bizarre pose like a Roc spreading its wings.

His lips didn’t move, and he said in an extremely awkward way: "I didn’t mean to move... but I jumped out... I can’t stop..."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Weird gravity, huh?

She glanced at Wu Genmao, who was lying on the ground unconscious, knowing she couldn’t waste time talking to them anymore. With her right hand holding the gun against Laoer’s forehead, her left hand casually snapped her fingers.

"Whoosh," suddenly dozens of shadows darted out from the woods, all in uniform and holding guns.

This time, the people in the car were truly surrounded.

Laoer was indeed a tough guy. After seeing the Public Security, the panic he had just felt disappeared.

He glared at Lin Nianhe hatefully, gritting his teeth and said: "You really are from Public Security."

Lin Nianhe replied with a question: "What are you looking for Zhou Chujiang for?"

Looking for her, kidnapping her, killing her, all these are normal, but Zhou Chujiang... what, did Bai Bo decide to act for justice after seeing his poetry?

Laoer snorted, tilting his chin up, the macho demeanor fully on display: "I’m not going to tell you, you can kill me but I won’t say a word!"

Lin Nianhe: "Oh."

Laoer still held his chin up, that defiant and fearless swagger, watching which Lin Nianhe really wanted to smack his face with a brick.

Feng Wei stepped forward, twisted Laoer’s arm behind his back and handcuffed him, letting two colleagues grab him while he searched his pockets, throwing everything he found into a big sack.

After doing all this, he then looked at Lin Nianhe: "Sister Lin, can I have my gun back now?"

Lin Nianhe’s arm was also tired. Seeing that Laoer was tied up like a rice dumpling, she handed the gun back to Feng Wei.

She went over to Wu Genmao, who was being lifted onto a stretcher, and said to Zhou Xu, "Eldest Brother Zhou, please send him to the clinic quickly. The medical expenses are on me; you must get him treated properly."

Zhou Xu nodded, reassured: "Sister Lin, don’t worry. Except for the broken arm, the rest are just external injuries. This little bastard is quite experienced with getting beaten, he wasn’t hurt critically."

Lin Nianhe sighed helplessly.

That’s quite a bitter experience.

Zhou Xu told his colleagues to quickly send Wu Genmao to the clinic, while he stayed by Lin Nianhe’s side to protect her. Seeing the guys being dragged out of the car one by one, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of admiration for Lin Nianhe.

So many people, if it wasn’t for Lin Nianhe gathering them together this way, and then drawing their attention to control Laoer herself, with just the thirty people they brought, a few might have really escaped.

Laoer, seeing Lin Nianhe turn back, still brash and arrogant: "Don’t think you can do anything just because you caught me, I haven’t done anything, Public Security can’t..."

Lin Nianhe: "Your introduction letter was fake, right?"

"Uh..."

"You just hit someone, didn’t you?"

"..."

"You threatened me, scared me, and even wanted to kill me, all these are real, right?"

"I... did I?"