Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao drove out of the garage, racing down the road.
Chu Mengyao was still driving, with Ye Fan in the passenger seat.
"Target in sight, waiting for the right opportunity to fire." On top of the building by the roadside, three snipers spread out at different spots were communicating through earpieces, their eyes full of murderous intent, aiming at the car where Ye Fan was.
The moment the gun barrel was aimed, Ye Fan immediately sensed it. At this moment, getting out of the car to find a suitable hiding spot was very difficult. Once out, they would become a live target. Ye Fan could assure his own safety, but with Chu Mengyao, it was uncertain. She might get hurt because the snipers were very skilled. Turning the car around was also impossible as it was noon and the road was packed with vehicles.
"What's wrong?" Chu Mengyao noticed Ye Fan's odd expression and asked, puzzled.
"Those three snipers are back, lurking in the dark." Ye Fan told the truth, already having a sense of the snipers' positions.
Chu Mengyao's expression trembled. She didn't want to seem too timid in front of Ye Fan, but couldn't help worrying. She hurriedly asked, "What should we do now?" Ye Fan had completely become her rock.
"Don't move, pretend nothing has happened. I'll come over and drive. You need to lower the seat, slide out from behind me, and hide in the back seat. Got it?" Ye Fan explained carefully.
"Okay, hurry up and get over me." As Chu Mengyao complied, she urged.
"Help me take off my shoes, and then give me a hand." Chu Mengyao's voice was anxious.
"Just lie there like that. Hold on for a bit. I'll be done as soon as we pass the traffic light ahead, and then we'll be safe." Ye Fan focused his attention outside the car, feeling that the snipers were about to act, leaving no time to help her.
Despite the seductive position of Chu Mengyao, it was safe, so Ye Fan wasn't worried at all.
At the intersection, the red light came on, and the car ahead slowly stopped, forcing Ye Fan to slow down.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The snipers were intensely focused on the target, seemingly capturing the exact moment the red light appeared. Thus, three bullets roared out of the gun barrels, splitting the air with deadly light.
Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly. At the same moment the snipers fired, he suddenly accelerated, and the car shot forward over ten meters, crashing into the car in front. To escape the snipers' kill zone as quickly as possible, he had to do this.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The three bullets hit the ground, kicking up destructive dust.
It's not hard to imagine how dangerous it would have been if Ye Fan were even a second slower and the three bullets had landed on the car or the driver's seat.
The snipers' rifles were equipped with silencers, so there was no gunshot noise. However, the pits caused by the bullets stirred up a commotion.
Ye Fan forcibly rammed through the two cars blocking the way and charged forward, choosing a less crowded lane.
"What's happening?"
"Damn it, the target escaped."
"There must be an expert, definitely an expert, or we wouldn't have missed."
The three snipers cursed. Having lost the perfect opportunity, they couldn't just shoot wildly again. Even if they did, they couldn't kill the target. At this point, what worried the snipers was to retreat quickly; otherwise, they'd be in danger once the police arrived.
The three of them cursed unwillingly as they fled rapidly, no longer concerned with anything else.
Ye Fan swerved left and right, dodging incoming vehicles because he had entered the wrong lane.
Woo woo woo!!!
The traffic police appeared, and to avoid trouble, Ye Fan had to pull over.
The traffic officer eyeing the luxury car hesitated for a moment before knocking on the car window, maintaining professional conduct.
Ye Fan rolled down the window slightly.
The traffic cop saluted, his face stern as he said, "Hello, you were driving illegally. Please show your driver's license. According to traffic management regulations..."
"There are assassins at the intersection behind us," Ye Fan said, leaving those words before rolling the window back up.
Inside the car, Ye Fan returned to his seat.
Chu Mengyao finally sat up again. Her legs tingled and itched. Having been in close contact with Ye Fan's body for so long, some strange emotions quietly surfaced in her mind.
"The damage and trouble caused will probably be on you." Ye Fan said calmly. Both the deliberate crash just now and the illegal parking now would expose Chu Mengyao's whereabouts. The monetary compensation was negligible, but the fact that Chu Mengyao was targeted by assassins might get exposed, making it impossible to hide.
"It's alright, those are minor issues, quite easy to resolve." Chu Mengyao suppressed her embarrassment, speaking with gratitude, "I really don't know how to thank you. If you hadn't miraculously helped me, I might have been a corpse by now."
"Aren't we friends? There's no need for formalities, alright?" Ye Fan comforted.
"Alright." Chu Mengyao was moved to tears, her heart fluttering.
"Rest assured, as long as I'm by your side, I won't let anyone harm you." Ye Fan said confidently.
Chu Mengyao's excited tears lingered in her eyes.