The two burly men's eyes lit up when they saw Wang Yan. This woman was too beautiful, so beautiful that they almost wished she were dead. *Swish*... Two streams of blood flowed from their noses...
Lu Fan, standing nearby, frowned. This woman was born with a naturally alluring physique, known as the "little fox spirit." However, after realizing he disliked her showing off in front of others, she had reined herself in considerably. Today, her anger seemed to have revealed her true nature.
"Slap him," Wang Yan suddenly said to one of the men.
*Slap*... The man indeed slapped his companion, and quite hard. The slapped man's mouth began to bleed.
"You slap him too," Wang Yan said to the other man.
*Slap*... The other man obediently slapped his companion, leaving five bloody finger marks on the latter's face.
"Alright, you can leave now!" Wang Yan suddenly added.
"Yes, yes...!" The two burly men immediately rolled away.
"Sister Wang Yan! How... how are you so powerful?" Fan Xue'er asked Wang Yan, her eyes wide with astonishment.
"He slept with me! Hehe!" Wang Yan said, pulling Xue'er along to pick out clothes.
"I..." Fan Xue'er swallowed the rest of her words. She also wished she could become so powerful...
"What the hell!? What happened to us?" Outside the shop, the two burly men suddenly came to their senses, looking at the slap marks on each other's faces and swallowing.
"Why were you so ruthless?"
"You were even more ruthless than me!"
"Damn it! Let's go find that woman!"
"No, that woman is a bit strange. Let's call more people."
...
Lu Fan followed the two women. Shopping wasn't really a man's activity. The two women chatted and laughed, and he couldn't join in. Sigh! It was truly boring.
Wang Yan picked out two outfits, costing over ten thousand yuan. Fan Xue'er insisted on not accepting payment, packing them all away. She then picked out a suit for Lu Fan, also costing over ten thousand yuan.
"Xue'er, who were those two people?" Lu Fan knew they were collecting protection fees, but he didn't know who controlled the underground forces in the provincial capital now. So he asked.
"Alas! A bunch of hoodlums. They come to collect tens of thousands in protection fees every month. All the surrounding businesses are victims, but there's nothing they can do.
In the past, some people chose to call the police, but the next day their shops were smashed. The shopkeepers were also severely injured. However, the police always pushed it aside citing lack of evidence and no leads. After that, no one dared to speak up," Fan Xue'er said, shaking her head.
"Oh!" Lu Fan nodded. He didn't stand on ceremony with Fan Xue'er, picked up the clothes, and left the clothing store.
They arrived at the Bugatti sports car and put the items in. Lu Fan didn't get in immediately.
"Xiao Fan! Reluctant to leave?" Wang Yan immediately glared at Lu Fan and said.
"Just a moment, they should be back soon," Lu Fan said, leaning against the car and checking his watch.
"You mean those two?" Wang Yan immediately asked.
*Beep beep beep*... Suddenly, a car horn sounded, and several cars sped over. *Screech*... They all stopped in front of the clothing store. *Whoosh whoosh whoosh*... Over a dozen people jumped out of the cars.
"Hey... over here!" Lu Fan shouted at the group and waved.
"Big brother! It's them," the two men from before suddenly pointed at Lu Fan and said to a middle-aged man.
"Lu... Master Lu?"
The middle-aged man trembled upon seeing Lu Fan, swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He got out of the car, trotted over to Lu Fan, and bowed, saying, "Master Lu, why are you here?"
"Feng San? It's actually you?" Lu Fan was somewhat surprised, yet not entirely. Seeing Feng San, he knew the Black Tiger Gang had started their underground operations again!
"It's me, Master Lu. It's been many years since I last saw you. I'll call our boss right away; he'll surely be very happy." Feng San immediately said with a fawning expression.
"No need. Tell Jiang Chao that this shop is mine! If he wants protection fees, tell him to come ask me." Lu Fan turned, got into the car, and sped away.
Feng San watched Lu Fan drive away before straightening up and dialing a number.
"Brother, weren't we supposed to teach them a lesson? Why did we let them go?" the two guys next to him asked, completely bewildered.
*Slap slap*... Feng San raised his hand and slapped them both. The two immediately shut up and stood by, not daring to make a sound.
"Boss! I... I saw Lu Fan!" Feng San said immediately upon answering the phone.
"Lu Fan!? Where? I'll be right there," Jiang Chao's voice came from the phone.
"He's already left. He said a clothing store is his, and if anyone wants to collect protection fees, they should go to him."
"Return the protection fees you collected. Don't go to that clothing store anymore." Jiang Chao hung up the phone, took out a cigar, lit it, and took a deep puff.
He was now the underground emperor of the provincial capital, and no one in the city dared to provoke him. However, he had heard a few days ago that the Bai family, the most prominent family in the provincial capital, had encountered a disaster.
The fifth master of the Bai family had been crippled. Then, Old Master Bai and the many experts kept by the Bai family had all died. The person who went to the Bai family was Lu Fan, but the one who acted was just a teenage girl.
Jiang Chao's heart had always been complicated. While Lu Fan was away for years, he had become the underground king and de facto ruler of the provincial capital. Although he later heard that Lu Fan had returned, he had become a cripple. Yet, whenever Lu Fan was mentioned, he still felt a sense of fear. This person was too terrifying! But why didn't Lu Fan see him?
After Lu Fan left, Fan Xue'er became somewhat worried. Would those people, having suffered a loss, come back to settle the score with her?
*Swish*... The door was pushed open. The two men from before walked in again. Fan Xue'er was startled; it was indeed a case of "what you fear will come."
"Miss Fan! Here... this is all the money we've collected from you over the years. We're returning it to you. Please speak well of us to Master Lu; we'll never dare to do it again. We truly won't dare!" The two men suddenly placed a leather bag in front of Fan Xue'er, saying in low voices.
"What? Returned... returned?" Fan Xue'er was stunned, never expecting the money they collected to be returned.
Lu Fan drove the sports car with Wang Yan for another loop, buying some things for his parents as well. Seeing that it was already late afternoon, he stopped in front of a banmian noodle stall on the street.
"Boss... are you eating... eating banmian?" The owner of the banmian stall could hardly believe it. He had been running his banmian stall for four years, and he had never seen anyone drive a sports car to eat banmian!
"One large and one small bowl of banmian!" Lu Fan called out.