"Director, there's news, someone saw them heading this way!"
Next to Kamante, a security guard told him.
Kamante's eyes flashed coldly at the news, unable to contain his excitement. Princeton had ordered to find Ning Fan, which to him undoubtedly meant Princeton wanted revenge, to punish the insolent Huaxia monkey who dared to humiliate him.
"Get in the cars, catch them for me, and if you let them escape today, you're all fired!"
After Kamante finished speaking, he snorted coldly, issuing a stern warning.
Clearly, Kamante still harbored resentment about the security guards' failure to extinguish Ning Fan's arrogance at the company.
Or rather, the humiliation from Ning Fan had become a thorn in Kamante's side that he couldn't remove.
Meanwhile, Ning Fan was walking down the street with Xu Ruolan. Next to Ning Fan, Ruolan was still lecturing him.
"Didn't I tell you to stay calm, just calm down a bit?" Ruolan's tone was helpless. Although she was deeply touched that Ning Fan had stood up for her, this was not abroad, and she worried about Ning Fan getting into unnecessary trouble.
Ning Fan put his hands behind his head, appearing nonchalant, clearly not paying attention to Ruolan's admonishment, and he noncommittally nodded in response.
He didn't regret hitting Kamante; after all, the guy had gone too far. Ruolan had approached with sincerity seeking cooperation, but that jerk had been disdainful and continuously ridiculed Xu Corporation as nothing but trash.
How could Ning Fan just sit by and watch Ruolan be humiliated?
Suddenly, the prolonged honking of car horns filled the street, and pedestrians looked annoyed at the black sedans speeding out onto the road.
The drivers on the road were also continuously honking their horns, complaining about the reckless gang.
Ning Fan frowned and stretched out his arm to pull Ruolan into his embrace, realizing the speeding cars on the road were clearly ill-intentioned and targeting them.
As expected, the black sedans seemed to have spotted Ning Fan and the others, as they turned and headed straight for them.
Passersby scattered as several cars cornered Ning Fan and Ruolan on the street, with Kamante alighting with a group of security guards.
"Finally found you. Let's see where you can run to today!"
Kamante shouted arrogantly at Ning Fan, gesturing towards Ning Fan's nose with a big sweep of his hand, then signaling his security guards to surround Ning Fan.
"Ning Fan..." Ruolan frowned slightly, looking at Kamante with some disgust. She tugged at Ning Fan's arm. "Go easy on him."
Ning Fan was taken aback, looking at Ruolan in surprise. She wasn't trying to persuade him not to fight, but instead telling him to go easy, which was completely unexpected.
After a brief moment of thought, Ning Fan understood what Ruolan was thinking. Kamante's previous insolence was enough to make anyone repulsive, and now he had brought a group of security guards to block people in the street. Ruolan was angered too; someone really needed to teach this group a lesson.
Ning Fan smiled faintly, like a knight protecting Ruolan behind him, while also showing a mocking smile at Kamante and his men.
"Since you guys never learn, I don't mind educating you properly once more. Come at me all at once, don't waste time!"
Ning Fan rubbed his fists, with a wild grin on his face, looking down on Kamante and his group.
His attitude infuriated Kamante, who, in a fit of rage, couldn't help but bellow, "Attack!"
The security guards were all tied to Kamante's honor, and they had been irritated by Ning Fan's arrogant demeanor for a while now; a group of tall and strong men all surrounded him.
Ning Fan chuckled coldly, his eyes full of contempt. To ordinary people, this group of well-trained security guards was indeed formidable, but to him, another hundred would still not be enough!
No one could see Ning Fan's moves clearly, as three guards were sent flying. Ning Fan adjusted his tie as if it was too tight and made him uncomfortable.
"Since you're all having so much fun, I might as well get a little serious."
Ning Fan snorted coldly and reached out to take off his suit jacket, tossing the pure black jacket into the air. A shadow flickered through the crowd, followed by a series of muffled groans.
"How is this possible, this guy... What is his background!" Kamante looked at the guards lying on the ground in astonishment. In just a few breaths' time, Ning Fan had brought down all dozen or so security guards, and he hadn't even seen how Ning Fan had done it.
The fight ended too quickly for anyone to react. Ning Fan raised his hand and the suit jacket landed perfectly in his grasp, prompts onlookers from around the world to cover their mouths and cheer.
"So impressive, is that Huaxia kung fu?!"
"You can't even see his movements, it's like he's a ghost!"
"What on earth just happened?!"
Bystanders chatted away, all looking at Ning Fan in shock.
Yet Ning Fan just curled his lips in boredom. This level of fighting didn't even get him going. He had hoped to take things a bit more seriously, but these people turned out to be no challenge at all.
"You, you, you, you!"
"What 'you'? If you have something to say, spit it out quickly, or else you'll soon be joining them," Ning Fan said to Kamante, flashing him a demon's smile.
Kamante instinctively took a step back, feeling a chill down his spine, which was now covered in cold sweat.
Kamante, sweating like raindrops, panicked. He looked behind him and then at Ning Fan; he had no way out. The wall of people surrounding him didn't look like something he could break through, and the situation in front of him was even more deadly, with Ning Fan watching him with ill intent.
"Don't come any closer!"
Kamante stretched out a hand, looking at Ning Fan with tearless despair.
Ning Fan, however, just gave a cold laugh and paid no attention to what the man was trying to say.
"This lesson isn't over yet. It's time for you to get educated as well."
Suddenly, a local police officer successfully pushed through the crowd and stormed in, pulling out a gun and aiming it at Ning Fan, who appeared to be about to commit a violent act.
Then, the sound of police sirens reached the ears of everyone present, and Kamante's expression gradually turned to one of excitement.
"Officer, please arrest this man quickly, we are from the Zarfi Group!"
This mention of the Zarfi Group was persuasive, and the police officer's attitude became hesitant.
Meanwhile, Kamante glared fiercely at Ning Fan and the others. Now that the police were here, he was eager to see how much longer Ning Fan could keep hopping around.