"Sir, shall we go back?" The bodyguard asked in a low voice, his face showing some trepidation.

Hua Zan was very annoyed and had nowhere to vent her anger, so she kicked him and said, "Get lost."

However, even more infuriating news followed: An Jiaren did not return, and there was no news of her.

There are only two possibilities: either she was kidnapped, or she ran away on her own.

This woman is very shrewd; it's unlikely we'll be able to catch her.

Then there's only one possibility.

No wonder she packed her bag so full when she left home today; she was prepared to run away today, or rather, she was prepared to run away at any time.

"Damn it..." Hua Zan was so angry that he spun around in place.

He's like a powder keg now; anyone who touches him will explode.

The phone kept ringing from home, but he didn't answer any of them. He angrily threw his phone down, got in his car, and drove off.

The bodyguards were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Once Su Yuxi entered the forest, she moved as if she were in an empty place. Her light figure moved freely through the dense trees, not caring about anything or looking at anything. She only needed to focus on running as fast as she could.

It would be even better if those helicopters overhead disappeared.

After searching along the road several times without finding anyone, they began a thorough search of the forest.

They were truly pursued from behind and ambushed from above.

Damn it, she hasn't done anything heinous, why do we need to send so many people to arrest her?

This caused her to run around and stop frequently, wasting a lot of time.

Su Yuxi kept hiding until nightfall, but the people looking for her did not let up. Several helicopters with searchlights hovered overhead. Although they could not find her, it put a lot of pressure on her.

She only went inside to rest when she was too tired to run any further.

Hua Zan, who had been out in a frenzy all day, still couldn't find a trace of Su Yuxi.

They did find out which scoundrel dared to ambush him.

At nine o'clock in the evening, he led a group of brothers, armed themselves, and prepared to settle scores with someone.

I swear I won't call that bastard Hua Zan until I chop off both his hands today.

However, before he could even drive his car out, his father and his men came to block his way.

"Dad." Hua Zan was still quite intimidated when he saw his angry father.

The old man was about fifty or sixty years old, obese, with half-white hair, leaning on a cane, and his left leg was slightly lame, a ailment he developed from fighting when he was young.

Hua Zan was his son born late in life, and he was extremely doting on him, to the point that Hua Zan did whatever he wanted without much restraint.

For example, this time, he touched something he shouldn't have and then said some harsh words to the person.

"What are you planning to do with so many people?" The old man's voice was cold and sharp, his anger still simmering, and his cane seemed ready to spring into action.

Hua Zan took two steps back, his eyes somewhat unfocused. Just a few days ago, he had been beaten so badly by that stick that his skin was torn and bleeding. Even now, seeing that cane still made him feel lingering fear.

So I subconsciously told a white lie.

"We didn't go anywhere, we just wanted to take the brothers out for a late-night snack."

The old man, of course, knew his son's character, and snorted coldly through his nose.

"Promising."

He took two documents from his secretary behind him and threw them into his arms.

"This is a commission from China and Western Europe. They're looking for the same person. Check if he's in the country. If you find him, notify your superiors immediately."

"This matter is of great importance. Put your other trivial matters aside for now. They have entrusted us with more than one project. We are all racing against time, so please pay attention."

Hua Zan is in charge of the Hua family's information department, so this matter naturally falls to him. Moreover, if it is handled well, they will have caught the last train to foreign countries, and the subsequent benefits will be immeasurable.

"Okay, I understand."

The old man was furious at his nonchalant attitude.

"I know, I know, I know your ass! I handed the company over to you, and all you do is play with cats and dogs all day long. If you had produced even a little bit of results, would I have to worry about you so much?"

He used to be such a smart young man, how did he grow up to be like this? When I give him something to do, he does it all wrong.

"If you don't do this well for me, I'll break your legs."

Hua Zan's legs tensed instantly. He pouted, feeling very resentful. It was just about finding someone; he could have just handed him over to one of his men. Why did they have to come and arrest him?

Seeing that the old man was about to continue lecturing him, Hua Zan quickly stopped him: "Dad, I have to go take care of some things. We can talk when I get back."

The old man was truly exasperated: "Every time I say a few words to you, you make excuses and give me all sorts of reasons. Can't you just listen to your father?"

"Dad, I know. Didn't you tell me to hurry up and go find it? Now I'm going to do it as fast as I can, and you'll scold me again."

The old man was so angry that he glared at him, then waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Fine, fine, go do your thing."

What a terrible thing.

Hua Zan felt like he'd been granted a pardon. He immediately led his brothers into the car, started it, stepped on the gas, leaving the old man with a trail of exhaust fumes, and sped away with incredible speed.

"Sir, should we still go and settle scores with that bastard Gou Chun?"

Hua Zan glanced at him sideways: "Go, of course I'll go."

He was never one to suffer a loss; if anyone dared to shoot him, he would retaliate tenfold.

"But just now, Dad wouldn't let you go..."

Hua Zan didn't say a word, but a sharp look from him was enough to shut the bodyguard up.

His young master has never been afraid of old men, especially after suffering such a great loss this time. It's basically impossible to get him to give up on revenge.

However, the next second, Hua Zan roared, "Stop the car!"

The piercing, sharp screech of brakes ripped through the desolate night sky, echoing through the empty streets for a long time.

The driver was startled, thinking that some danger was about to occur. His hand was already on his gun, and he was alert to his surroundings.

Hua Zan's eyes widened in shock as he clutched the document tightly in his hand. Inside was a photograph and some basic information about the target.

After seeing these things, he realized that he had been thoroughly fooled.

An Jiaren... Su Yuxi.

This damned woman dared to lie to him and give him a false name. No wonder she didn't have any identification documents on her.

It's not that I don't have it, but rather that I don't want him to know.

Damn it, I'm guarding against him like a thief; I won't even tell him my real name.

This damned woman better not fall into his hands, otherwise he has a thousand ways to torture her.

Inside the cave, Su Yuxi sneezed several times, mumbled a few words, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Hua Zan carefully analyzed the two documents.

The two employers hired the same people, but their requirements differed.

One option is a safe capture: a bounty of one billion.

One is that life or death is irrelevant: the bounty is only ten million, but the advantage lies in the powerful and far-reaching connections of the people behind it. Even without the money, it is enough to make anyone want to curry favor with them.