Hearing his words, my heart jumped again.

Just before Shi Jin died, he said that Han Chen was one of the drug lords in northern Myanmar, which sounded like he had power. I also noticed this when I came here; everyone here has heavy weapons.

Fu Yanshen, however, was outnumbered and outmatched.

We are currently in a very dangerous situation!

Fu Renchong shook his head at Fu Yanshen. His expression was serious, and his eyes were firm and determined. After making some sign language gestures, he walked towards the door.

His back view was resolute.

"Aren, come back! They'll get suspicious if they can't see me," Fu Yanshen said in a deep voice to his retreating figure.

I understand. Fu Ren wanted to lure the enemy away himself, but Fu Yanshen stopped him.

He turned to look at Fu Yanshen, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Fu Yanshen's gaze.

"Stop nagging."

After Fu Yanshen finished speaking, Fu Ren strode towards the back window.

The two "X"-shaped wooden planks blocked the way, and he used his pistol and elbow to break them.

Fu Yanshen gripped my shoulders with both hands, leaned down in front of me, and gazed at me with his deep, dark eyes.

"You go with Ah Ren. There are people waiting outside. He will take you to a safe place."

“Aren is my brother who has shared life and death with me. You can completely trust him.”

He spoke to me gently.

My throat tightened, and I had to strain to squeeze out the word, "And what about you?"

Judging from Fu Ren's reaction just now, he's in big danger.

Fu Yanshen raised his lips, "Young Miss, are you questioning my abilities?"

"You've all forgotten what my background is," he said again, forcefully pulling at the top of my head with his large hand.

He had a wicked and frivolous air about him, but his dark eyes gleamed with a hint of amusement.

Before I could say anything, he took off his suit jacket, grabbed my arm, tucked it into the sleeve, and put it on me.

Then, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the window.

Fu Ren had already jumped out and was waiting for me outside the window.

Fu Yanshen gripped my waist with both hands, about to pick me up. I turned my head and looked up at him, "Fu Yanshen, you better behave yourself, understand?!"

He paused slightly, then said, "I understand, Miss."

The title "Young Miss" carries a deep meaning, as if it brings back memories of when he was still my bodyguard.

Before I could think any further, Fu Yanshen picked me up and easily placed me outside the window.

"Ren! Be careful!"

He gave Fu Ren another piece of advice.

Fu Ren grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward.

I kept turning back to look at the brightly lit window, and Fu Yanshen was looking at me too.

After turning the corner, I could no longer see that building.

Two men in camouflage uniforms, helmets, and carrying machine guns followed behind Fu Ren and me. They were fully armed and looked like soldiers.

They must be some kind of international mercenaries.

They led me over the wall and we escaped from Han Chen's stronghold.

As I walked into a thicket of bushes, I heard gunshots and shouts...

I know it must be Fu Yanshen distracting Han Chen.

How long can he hold on?

Will I get arrested?

Fu Ren pulled me along as we ran. Once we were out of the bushes, we got into an off-road vehicle, and then it was another bumpy ride.

When the moon moved from the east to the west, we finally escaped the border of northern Myanmar and returned to China.

Those two mercenaries stopped following us.

Fu Ren drove me through streets and alleys, finally entering a courtyard. At the entrance of a two-story wooden building, several bodyguards in black stood guard.

"Brother Ren!"

"Miss Sheng!"

They called out with utmost respect.

I followed Fu Ren into the house, and sat down on the sofa in the living room, exhausted, hugging myself tightly.

At this very moment, how is Fu Yanshen?

I looked down at the ground, feeling uneasy and my mind was buzzing; I lost my composure.

Fu Ren handed me a glass of warm water. My mouth was dry and bitter. After taking the glass, he gestured for me to eat. Bowls and plates were already set on the wooden dining table.

I shook my head.

I can't eat anything.

He then pointed to the door, indicating that I should go and rest.

After drinking some water, I went into my room, lay down on the bed, wrapped myself tightly in Fu Yanshen's suit jacket, inhaled his scent, and silently prayed in my heart.

It took me a long time to calm down before I regained some of my ability to think.

He asked Fu Ren for her phone and called Ouyang to let her know he was safe. She told him on the phone that she had already transferred ten million US dollars to Han Chen in installments.

I told her to hurry up and get it back.

"Qiaoqiao, it's better to pay money to avoid trouble. I just hope you're safe!" she said in a trembling voice on the phone.

After offering her a few words of comfort, I ended the call and continued waiting for news from Fu Yanshen.

...

From the dead of night until dawn, the waiting and anxiety made the time feel incredibly long.

I walked out of the room feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Fu Ren sat on a separate sofa, head down, holding a red string bracelet in his hand... a lucky charm?

I also have this amulet; Luo Luo gave it to me, and I hung it on my car keychain.

It's a triangular piece of red leather with the word "Peace" printed on it. Luo Luo got it from a temple during her trip, saying it was a one-of-a-kind item and she specially got it for me.

Fu Ren's "Peace and Fortune" bracelet even features a cartoon portrait pendant designed by Luo Luo herself.

Perhaps sensing my presence, Fu Ren suddenly raised his head, and when he saw me, his signature rebellious ears visibly turned red.

On his rugged, angular face, he wore an embarrassed expression.

I frowned.

Does he really know Luo Luo?

How come I didn't know?

However, I'm not in the mood to care about these things right now.

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