Chapter 101 The Mad Chief Fu! We must save her, we absolutely must save her!

Fu Yanshen stared intently at the man with the wolf's head tattoo, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

His handsome, dark face shifted repeatedly; he wanted to strangle him! He desperately wanted to!

Her deep, moist eyes stared at the woman the man was strangling, her pale face reflected in her dark, jade-like pupils.

Xia Mian, feeling dizzy, slightly raised her eyes to meet his gaze. The man's gaze, which seemed to burn her, made her heart pound wildly again.

The man dragged Xia Mian into a black Mercedes, and the car shot off like a bullet!

Thunder rumbled overhead, and dark clouds blanketed the entire sky.

Strong winds are blowing, and it looks like heavy rain will soon follow.

Xia Mian slumped in the passenger seat, weakly clutching the wound on her neck. With almost all her might, she bit the hem of her dress, thankfully finding it made of silk, which snapped easily with a single pull.

She tore off a piece of her clothing and pressed it against her wound; the piece of clothing soon became wet.

The man with the wolf's head tattoo drove his car out onto the street and rampaged through the streets that had long been cleared of pedestrians.

He jerked the steering wheel wildly, slammed on the gas, and charged forward recklessly.

The car was being driven recklessly!

He wasn't even thinking about braking or crashing! He was already a desperate man, and now that he was escaping for his life, he floored the accelerator!

Xia Mian covered her wound with one hand and gripped the seatbelt tightly with the other. The veins on her wrist were bulging. She bit her lower lip hard, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.

Behind the black Mercedes, several police and military vehicles were dispatched and gave chase.

Several gunshots rang out, and bullets struck the car!

Bang! Bang!

However, perhaps out of consideration for Xia Mian who was being held hostage, they did not dare to strike the driver's seat directly!

Fu Yanshen was driving a military vehicle himself. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his heart was hanging in the air. How could this happen?

Xia Mian was actually kidnapped and put into this car right under his nose!

He was taken away by this thug!

He was terrified, he was filled with hatred, and he was burning with anxiety.

His mind was filled with images of Xia Mian, bleeding profusely! She was injured!

He was terrified; his heart was pounding with tension.

The man's eyes turned bloodshot, and fear spread throughout his heart.

Mianmian, you must be alright, you absolutely cannot be alright!

Zhao Baoqi hugged Zhao Liangyuan tightly, nestled in her father's arms. She couldn't bear to imagine what would happen if Xia Mian were to die... Her heart was filled with unease, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"Dad, Dad, Mianmian has been taken away..."

She looked at her father helplessly, "Dad, you can definitely save her, right?"

Her entire body seemed to be convulsing, constantly pounding at her heart and her emotions. Her heart was so taut that she could hardly breathe.

Zhao Liangyuan's expression was solemn, his gaze cold. He touched his daughter's hair and said, "Baoqi, wait for me. I'll take some men to chase after them."

He couldn't imagine what would happen to Old Madam Fu, or Fu Yanshen, if something happened to Xia Mian! What would become of the Fu family!

Zhao Liangyuan led dozens of his men in several cars and sped off in pursuit of Fu Yanshen's convoy.

Song Tianxue held Zhao Baoqi's hand, silently giving her strength.

At this moment, Fu Yanshen gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his chiseled features dark and cold, his deep eyes filled with restlessness and unease, his fingertips trembling slightly, and his whole being exuding a dark aura.

It exuded a suffocating coldness, like a ghost crawling out of a dark, damp well.

Mianmian is very smart, Mianmian is not stupid, Mianmian must be trying to find a way to save herself...

He can't afford to lose his composure!

Zhao Liangyuan chased after Fu Yanshen's car, which was rushing forward recklessly, staring at the road ahead with tense worry.

Fu Yanshen was driving wildly, like a madman, the car flashing by like a shooting star, the wheels almost flying through the air!

The man with a wolf's head tattoo sat in the car, which sped forward.

His gaze was fixed straight ahead, unwavering.

Xia Mian sat down beside him, her brows furrowed, and her dark eyes darted around. She saw the dagger!

The man placed it on the windshield, near the wipers!

He didn't put it in the gear shift area; if it were, it would be much easier!

The car was already on the overpass, where traffic was heavy, but the man didn't care and drove recklessly!

Several cars were smashed.

Xia Mian was dizzy from the impact, and just then, because of the car's collision, the dagger began to slide silently!

Her pupils contracted sharply, and she quickly reached out her hand. Before the man could react, Xia Mian had already firmly grasped the dagger in her hand.

Without any hesitation! *Pfft!*

The dagger plunged directly into the man's lower abdomen! Swift, ruthless, and precise! In the blink of an eye! The man didn't even have time to react.

Warm blood gushed from the man's lower abdomen! The speeding car lost control and crashed into the concrete railing of the overpass!

With a loud bang, the front of the car was smashed to pieces.

The airbags deployed, and Xia Mian's head slammed hard against the glass next to her, blood streaming down her forehead and blurring her vision.

This thug was a man after all, and even though he was injured, he was still stronger than Xia Mian, who was also seriously injured.

He drew his dagger and was about to stab Xia Mian when, at the critical moment!

Bang!

A gunshot rang out!

A bullet whizzed through the air, piercing the windshield and passing right through the assailant's temple.

As soon as Fu Yanshen stopped his car, he saw the scene inside the car in front of him. Before his brain could react, he decisively raised his pistol and pulled the trigger without even aiming!

Xia Mian slumped weakly in her seat, barely alive. She watched as the bullet pierced the glass next to her ear and entered the assailant's temple!

The dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. If the bullet had been just a fraction off, it would have hit her ear!

However! The next second!

Another shot!

The bullet pierced through the same bullet hole in the glass near her ear once again! It entered with perfect accuracy! This time, the bullet lodged in the assailant's crooked neck! Blood gushed from his Adam's apple!

The car door opened, and Xia Mian's limp body fell into a warm and broad embrace.

She slowly raised her eyes, meeting Fu Yanshen's deep, dark eyes. In the man's eyes were fear, worry, apprehension... and the joy of having something lost and then regained!

All the emotions that should never have appeared in the eyes of this aloof man seemed to surge up in that instant.

Xia Mian was too tired and in too much pain. Her body had long since reached its limit, and she was only holding on by a sliver of survival instinct.

Nestled in the man's arms, a familiar sense of security washed over her, and she peacefully drifted into the darkness...

"Xia Mian!"

Fu Yanshen roared, his crimson eyes seemingly stained with blood, "Ambulance! Ambulance! Doctor! Doctor!"