Urban Most Awesome Dad

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: The Killing Intention_1

For some reason, she had developed an inexplicable trust in Xu Fan.

As long as Xu Fan was there, no matter the danger she and Xu Yixue faced, he would always emerge to turn peril into safety.

“Xiao Ning, are you all right?”

Xu Fan’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Ye Xiaoning and the burly man holding a switchblade to her throat.

Ye Xiaoning’s tears had almost dried up, but upon seeing Xu Fan’s concerned gaze, she felt an unprecedented sense of grievance and a girl’s need for affection, which erupted like a flood at that moment.

She cried and laughed with joy.

“Mm, I’m okay. Don’t worry, leave the rest to me. No one will be able to hurt you anymore.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Xu Fan also heaved a huge sigh of relief. Ye Xiaoning might not have been in the best state, with a bump on her head and a fresh red slap mark on her face, but she was unharmed and untainted, which was already a great fortune.

On the way there, despite driving calmly and constantly overtaking—it was a blatant violation of traffic regulations—he was already anxious like an ant on a hot pan, dreading any mishap befalling Ye Xiaoning. If that happened, Xu Yixue would undoubtedly be heartbroken and furious.

Besides, having spent many days with Ye Xiaoning, who would fondly call him ‘brother-in-law’, Xu Fan felt the term was sweet to his ears. He had long since acknowledged her and treated her like a little sister.

So, he would be very saddened too.

If things really came to that point, Xu Fan couldn’t guarantee anything except that: when the Immortal Emperor was enraged, he would slay three thousand enemies.

Ye Xiaoning nodded vigorously, believing in Xu Fan.

“Kid, who the hell are you? Ruining my good time; believe me, I’ll kill her.”

Number Four was clear on the situation now; their opponent was purposely here for the rescue, strong enough to kick down door panels and fling his three brothers around.

With such formidable force, his guts were petrified, leaving him no choice but to threaten loudly with an internally hollow firmness, “Stop right there, boy. Come any closer, and I’ll kill her.”

“Hmm?”

Xu Fan’s gaze landed on the face of the burly man, Number Four.

Number Four shuddered instantly, as if he had been thrust into an ice pit, feeling incredibly cold. The air around him turned hard and heavy, and breathing became extraordinarily difficult.

As Number Four’s face turned the color of a pickled piglet, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, Xu Fan spoke again, “Let her go, and I will spare your life.”

“I don’t believe in your ghost stories,” Number Four struggled to breathe and stubbornly retorted, “I’m not a three-year-old. If I let her go, you’d immediately beat me to death.”

He kept calling himself ‘I’ in a disrespectful manner, irritating Xu Fan, who decided it was time to act on his murderous impulse.

If it weren’t for the fact that Xu Fan had encountered this situation on his way to the company today, Xu Yixue, in her anxiousness, might have come here alone haphazardly.

If the two women had fallen into the lair of these lascivious wolves, the consequences were simply unthinkable.

Although the incident seemed to have happened over suddenly, upon careful consideration, it could be parsed that this was a deliberate setup aimed precisely at Xu Yixue.

And this was exactly his reverse scale; touch it, and death was inevitable!

Having spent many years in the Cultivation World, Xu Fan had long since developed a decisive and ruthless character, one who could kill without batting an eye. Normally, Number Four would already be dead, but remembering that this was no longer the bloodstained Cultivation World where such actions were unrestricted, and social concerns and etiquette had to be taken into consideration, Xu Fan showed a hint of “mercy.”

Moreover.

He understood that killing these men would not solve the root issue; it was crucial to unearth the mastermind behind the scenes.

Xu Fan’s gaze turned icy. He had initially intended to merely teach these four a harsh lesson, sparing their wretched lives, but their recklessness, not only threatening him but also daring to refer to themselves as “your father,” made them beyond salvation, even by the heavens.

“If you take one more step, I’ll simply trade my life for hers. Pulling such a tender and luscious beauty down to die with me makes it all worthwhile,” the fourth thug said, thinking his threat worked as he saw Xu Fan freeze, and he couldn’t help but to press on.

“You really think you can kill someone in front of me? You dog,” Xu Fan said, glancing at him indifferently.

“What did you say?” the fourth thug was taken aback, unable to comprehend why he wouldn’t be able to kill her with the hostage in his grasp. But Xu Fan’s expression was genuinely cold, sending shivers down his spine.

As soon as he had opened his mouth, Xu Fan’s figure blurred, leaving behind only an afterimage.

“Damn!” Adrenaline surged through the fourth thug as he clenched the switchblade tightly.

However, that was the only action he managed before his neck was struck by a chopping blade, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes hollow and numb, devoid of breath.

Ye Xiaoning’s heart leaped, feeling the increase in force on the switchblade, thinking the man was about to kill her, but the mad-dog-like fourth thug behind her suddenly loosened his grip and collapsed powerlessly to the floor.

Then, she saw Xu Fan appear before her, his face calm with a hint of apology.

“Xiao Ning, don’t be scared with your brother-in-law here.”

Xu Fan dispatched the muscular fourth thug as if swatting a fly, not even sparing him a glance. He casually released a thread of True Qi from his fingertip, cutting through the ropes binding Ye Xiaoning.

“I trust you,” Ye Xiaoning said, repressing the urge to fling herself into Xu Fan’s arms for comfort, nodding lightly, with the aftermath of terror lingering in her eyes.

The remaining two thugs, not grievously injured, noticed the tide turning against them and began to crawl stealthily, fearfully towards the door, hoping to escape unnoticed by Xu Fan.

But they hadn’t moved far before Xu Fan’s hand flickered like lightning, striking twice.

“Bang! Bang!” Two explosion-like sounds were followed by screams from the two thugs. They curled up, clutching their knees, one hand above the other, howling in excruciating pain.

Their hands were covered in sticky, wet blood, the flow relentless. Their blood vessels must have burst, knees pierced by Qi Force, leaving two holes. Barring any miracles, they were crippled.

The gold-chained thug, awoken by the others’ screams, saw the scene inside the room and his gaze filled with terror. Before he could react, Xu Fan had already shot a Qi Force through his knees too, the flesh bursting apart to reveal a ghastly bloody hole.

Xu Fan’s expression darkened with displeasure from the screams, and without further ado, he delivered three palm-sized Qi Forces in the shape of blades to the side of their necks, holding back just enough to knock them out.

“Brother-in-law, are they dead?” Ye Xiaoning couldn’t help but ask.

“The one who threatened you with a knife is dead, the other three, I left them their dog lives,” Xu Fan spoke calmly, then quickly shifted tone, “This is no place to linger, I’ll take you back first.”

Ye Xiaoning immediately got off the bed, picked up her high heels that she had kicked away earlier, and prepared to leave.

Inside the Weisen Yue Hotel.

“Shit! It turned out to be Xu Fan,” Xu Qiyin muttered, frowning displeased as he kept an eye on the situation in room 606 of the Shengshi Hotel across the street.

Yet Huang Lao, stroking his beard, chuckled lightly, “No need for haste, Young Master Yan. It doesn’t matter if Xu Yixue didn’t come. Since it’s Xu Fan, we’ll just switch to Plan B.”

Xu Qiyin nodded silently, peering down at the street corner through the parted curtains as he scrutinized the area. His brows unfurled slowly and his voice took a chilling tone, “Huang Lao is thorough. It won’t be so easy for Xu Fan to leave An Ran in peace.”

“Additionally, I think we can borrow the power of our clan to fan the flames even higher,” Huang Lao suggested with a faint smile.

“No problem, leave the arrangements to me,” Xu Qiyin said, his smile growing sinister.