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Everyone present was stunned. Chen Haoxuan's performance had surpassed human limits; he captured an assassin in just over ten seconds. During the capture, he even stuffed the bomb thrown by the assassin into an iron box and pressed it down with his hand, causing his hand to bleed from the explosion. After that, he soared into the air, stepping on others' shoulders to reach the assassin. This was definitely something beyond human capability.
Song Fangfang and Ya Yuyan looked pale. They had just been startled by the sound of the explosion, and while they could see now, they couldn't hear anything because their ears were temporarily deafened.
The reporters, accustomed to various grand occasions, were strong; unlike Song Fangfang, who could only look at Chen Haoxuan in confusion, they quickly picked up their cameras and started snapping photos. If it weren't for Chen Haoxuan wearing sunglasses, he might have been blinded by the bright flashes. Chen Haoxuan had great strength; he carried the assassin back to where Song Fangfang was standing. Although he had captured the assassin, he remained cautious, knowing there might be more assassins hiding in the crowd.
Chen Haoxuan said to Ya Yuyan, "Disperse the meeting as soon as possible." He was eager to force the assassin to reveal information about Black Rose and their organization.
Ya Yuyan understood why Chen Haoxuan wanted to leave quickly. She stood up and addressed the reporters still taking pictures, saying sweetly, "Today's press conference is over; everyone please go home!"
Not a single reporter chose to leave; they all began asking questions: "Who is this man in sunglasses? Is he Song Fangfang's bodyguard? Sir in sunglasses, can you tell us your name and occupation?"
Maintaining order were Ya Yuyan's subordinates. Without Ya Yuyan's orders, no one could leave. Seeing so many reporters asking questions, Ya Yuyan looked at Chen Haoxuan helplessly as if asking him what to do.
Chen Haoxuan was displeased. He said to Ya Yuyan, "If you want to remain captain, disperse the meeting quickly. If not, you can take off your uniform and leave." As a member of Dragon Group, he had this authority; he could dismiss not just a small captain but even a director if he had sufficient reason.
Ya Yuyan had worked hard to become captain and didn't want to lose her position so easily. She hurriedly signaled her subordinates to clear out the reporters. Once all the reporters were sent away, Chen Haoxuan instructed Ya Yuyan to buy a large suitcase. After she returned with it, he stuffed the assassin inside and carried the suitcase over to Song Fangfang, saying, "You follow me; only I can protect you." Then he told Ya Yuyan, "You all can go back to the villa directly; there's no need to follow us."
After saying this, Chen Haoxuan carried the suitcase and walked outside. Song Fangfang quickly followed him; she had already recognized Chen Haoxuan's capabilities. What he said was true—only he could protect her. For instance, if it hadn't been for Chen Haoxuan today during that bomb incident, she would have been killed.
Reporters made their living off various news stories. Even though they were expelled, they did not give up; they surrounded the exit of the press conference. As soon as Chen Haoxuan emerged, they began snapping photos and bombarding him with questions. Police cleared a path for Chen Haoxuan and his group, so he didn't have to worry about assassins getting too close for now.
When Chen Haoxuan reached his motorcycle, he secured the suitcase at the back and sat down. Noticing that Song Fangfang hadn't yet gotten on his motorcycle, he turned back and urged her, "Hurry up and get on!"
If there was no luggage box at the back of the motorcycle, it wouldn't be cramped. However, with a box that could fit a person, if she sat on it, her body would have to press against Chen Haoxuan's back. She was a conservative girl. Hesitantly, she said to Chen Haoxuan, "Can I sit in the car?"
"Why are you talking so much? If you don't want to die, get on quickly," Chen Haoxuan snapped.
Song Fangfang pouted and climbed on. She sat with her legs to the side, maintaining a ladylike posture. Chen Haoxuan drove fast, and sitting like this made it easy for Song Fangfang to be thrown off. Sure enough, Chen Haoxuan's dissatisfied voice came again: "Straddle it; sitting like that will easily throw you off. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
If she straddled it, Song Fangfang's chest would press against Chen Haoxuan's back. She was unwilling but seeing how urgent Chen Haoxuan looked, she gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "Fine, he did save me after all; letting him take advantage of me isn't such a big deal." Song Fangfang got off and changed her position. After sitting back down, she tried her best not to let her chest touch Chen Haoxuan, leaning back as much as possible.
Chen Haoxuan didn't care about that; he didn't look back and reached behind him to grab Song Fangfang's hands. He pulled her close so she had to hold onto him. "Hold on tight; if you fall off, it's not my responsibility," he reminded her.
With a flick of the ignition, he shifted gears and accelerated. With a roar, the motorcycle spewed out a cloud of smoke. As the smoke slowly dissipated, Chen Haoxuan and Song Fangfang had already disappeared.
Sitting behind Chen Haoxuan, Song Fangfang was so frightened by his speed that she clung tightly to his waist, not daring to open her eyes. After about an hour of riding, Chen Haoxuan began to slow down and warned Song Fangfang, "Hold on tight; we're going into the mountains."
Chen Haoxuan reduced his speed significantly as he turned onto a mountain road next to the highway—one he had never been on before. The mountain road wasn't as easy to navigate as the paved roads, but that was fine; Chen Haoxuan pressed a button on the front of his motorcycle, causing it to rise higher so he wouldn't have to worry about the undercarriage hitting stones on the ground.
The mountain road Chen Haoxuan was now traveling was one that local villagers used to frequent. However, since the highway was built, they no longer took this route; why walk on a mountain road when there were paved roads available?
After winding around two mountains, he stopped by a small creek. As soon as he stopped the motorcycle, Song Fangfang jumped off and immediately vomited. Ignoring her, Chen Haoxuan unloaded the luggage box tied at the back of the motorcycle and opened it. The assassin inside had turned red from being suffocated and glared at him with anger as soon as the box was opened.
Chen Haoxuan pulled the assassin out and tied him to a Pine Tree. Then he took off his windbreaker and revealed various small items hidden inside. Next, he removed his shirt and revealed a roll of cloth tied around his waist. He took that roll down and opened it on the ground.
The assassin looked at what was on the ground with fear in his eyes; he saw medical supplies and various surgical tools along with all sorts of strange items. Since he wasn't sick, it was clear that Chen Haoxuan intended to torture him by bringing these out.
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