117 Big Trouble (2/2)

It wasn't until Xiao Luo had already walked some distance away that Li Zimeng finally dragged herself back to reality. She looked around the field at the young men, who were utterly dumbfounded, and quickly followed Xiao Luo. Because she was running fast in heels, she almost tripped and fell.

As for that poor guy, Chen Jianbo, he still couldn't get up from the ground. The pain in his chest was sharp and severe as if all his organs had moved around inside him. Muffled sounds of pain came out of his throat while his entire body remained in a state of spasm.

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Li Zimeng followed behind Xiao Luo's right side like a secretary. She studied him, this boss who was around the same age as her. The man was calm and easygoing, and a natural aura of confidence surrounded him. Recalling the situation earlier, she felt like she was dreaming. If he could knock Chen Jianbo down with just one violent push and stun a group of a few dozen young men, how strong must he be!?

Xiao Luo suddenly stopped and turned around.

Li Zimeng almost ran into him but stopped herself just in time. She quickly took a few steps back to maintain her distance from Xiao Luo.

”Miss Li, you can go back first. I still have some business to take care of,” Xiao Luo said.

”Okay!” Li Zimeng nodded.

Xiao Luo added, ”Start preparing the court files to sue Chen Jianbo tomorrow. We have the tape from the recording pen, which I'm sure will land Chen Jianbo in prison for a few years.”

Li Zimeng nodded slowly and said, ”I'm sure he will. This is him digging his own grave.”

”That's it, then. I'll see you tomorrow!”

Xiao Luo turned around and left with a smile on his face. He didn't really have any business. He just didn't want to bother Li Zimeng. Additionally, he didn't want her to find out that he lived in an industrial area. As for this last point, that was just his own chauvinist pride acting up again.

Li Zimeng stood there and watched him leave. It wasn't until his silhouette completely disappeared that she walked back to her own car.

Strong, smart, courteous, but also merciless when necessary!

These were the impressions that Xiao Luo had made on her. These impressions gave him a special kind of charm that made someone like her, who had various experiences working with different types of people, feel a sort of attraction toward him.

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Xiao Luo wanted to call a cab to take him back when his cellphone suddenly rang. The call was from an unknown number.

”Hi. Who is this?”

A desperate and anxious voice came from the other side of the phone: ”Are you brother Xiao Luo? I am Feng Wuhen, brother Feng's young brother, Xiao Wu. The Dragon Gang has ordered around 200 men to kill us, and you're the only person we know in Jiangcheng. Can you help us?”

Feng Wuhen?

Xiao Luo frowned and took a minute to recollect who Feng Wuhen was. Then, an image of five large silhouettes appeared in his head.

”Why don't you guys call the cops?”

”We did, but the JC still isn't here yet. We'll probably all be dead by the time they get here.”

Xiao Luo asked in a deep voice, ”Where are you right now?”

”Near Jiangcheng Pier.”

”Sit tight. I'll be there in a moment.”

Xiao Luo hung up the phone, quickly called a cab, and made his way to Jiangcheng Pier.

He felt an inexplicable familiarity with Feng Wuhen and his brothers. Perhaps it was because they were all from rural areas. Or, maybe it was because Feng Wuhen was not good at backing down, and the brothers' burning desire to start a big business touched Xiao Luo's heart. This was precisely why he'd left his contact information for them at the restaurant—in the hopes that he could help them out in the future. He just hadn't expected them to run into trouble so fast. Big trouble, at that.