If this folder were exposed, not to mention his reputation and career ruined for half a lifetime, his family would be utterly destroyed too!
Zou Gang was so scared that his heart trembled. He repeatedly called the virtual number, but no one answered on the other line.
He was terrified out of his wits and, without thinking, started throwing on his clothes while angrily glaring at Luo Yuwei, "Little vixen, didn’t you say you had no backup?"
Luo Yuwei was terrified and had no idea what he was talking about.
Zou Gang was halfway through putting on his pants when he heard a knock at the door.
He nearly fell over in fright. They had come so quickly?!
The door was flung open.
As soon as Jiang Wanze burst in, Zou Gang, who had been hiding behind the door, quickly ran out.
Ye Xian was quick and grabbed him by the back of his collar, "Senior Zou, where do you think you’re running to?"
Seeing Jiang Wanze, Luo Yuwei burst into tears and staggered towards him.
Jiang Wanze originally wanted to help Ye Xian catch Zou Gang, but he was fully embraced by Luo Yuwei.
The woman trembled all over, clad in barely any clothes, crying heartbrokenly; he hastily took off his coat to cover her, "Stop crying."
Ye Xian had thought that Zou Gang, being over fifty, certainly wasn’t her match, but surprisingly, he was strong enough to shake her off.
Just as he tried to run again, she kicked him in the back.
Zou Gang was sent sprawling against the wall, his nose turning red. In a fit of angry embarrassment, he turned, stretched out his leg to kick her. Ye Xian swiftly dodged, but he continued relentlessly, launching harsh, coercive moves that were clearly professional.
Was he also trained in martial arts?
Taken aback, Ye Xian kept dodging, trying to figure out his technique.
Seeing Ye Xian struggling, Jiang Wanze pushed Luo Yuwei aside and went to help, but he hadn’t even learned basic self-defense moves and was no match for the martially skilled Zou Gang.
When Zou Gang saw him coming directly at him, he backstepped, his fist going for an angled strike to Jiang Wanze’s temple.
As Jiang Wanze saw Zou Gang’s fierce punch coming, he instinctively closed his eyes.
Seeing he couldn’t dodge in time, Ye Xian reached out her hand to block the blow for him and, seizing the moment, kicked Zou Gang.
When Jiang Wanze opened his eyes again, he saw Zou Gang kicked down, while Ye Xian, from blocking that blow for him, had hit her arm against the wall, letting out a painful grunt.
Jiang Wanze quickly went to check on her injuries.
Zou Gang also took the chance to scramble away.
"I’m fine. Catch him..."
Jiang Wanze pulled up her sleeve, revealing a guard used for stunt scenes underneath, but even under the guard, her skin showed a red streak.
In just a few seconds, under professional protection, a blood-red streak had appeared.
Jiang Wanze, seemingly provoked by those few drops of blood, had his pupils dilate quite a bit, looking at her in disbelief, "Why did you block that for me just now?"
Ye Xian gasped a bit, gently rubbed her arm, "You think I wanted to? But you just stood there like an idiot, not moving at all. His punch was so heavy. If it had hit your temple, it could have turned you into a vegetable!"
Jiang Wanze was stunned.
Thinking back, yes, Zou Gang’s punch had indeed been aimed at his temple.
Ye Xian’s arm, even with protective gear, had gotten injured, let alone if that blow had landed on his vulnerable temple.
He dared not think of the consequences.