Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Hehe, you're looking for death. Don't toast or eat as a fine. We've fallen in love with your woman."

There was a sinister smile on the gangster's lips, and his eyes were full of provocation and malice.

His words were like a match, instantly igniting the tension in the air.

Xu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that her face turned pale. She clutched Fu Yanchen's sleeve tightly, as if it was her only support.

Fu Yanchen's eyes instantly became cold, and he stared at the gangsters closely, as if he wanted to see through them.

At this moment, the gangster actually reached out towards Xu Xiaoxiao's chest. His move undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

A cold light flashed in Fu Yanchen's eyes. He raised his leg without hesitation and kicked the gangster in the lower body.

"Ahhhh!" The gangster screamed in pain, his face instantly turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He clutched his lower body and fell to the ground rolling in pain.

"Damn it, brothers, come on, beat this man to death!" The gangster roared, and his companions rushed up one after another. They waved their fists and sticks and attacked Fu Yanchen.

However, Fu Yanchen was not afraid at all, his eyes showed a kind of determination and determination.

He gave the flowers and candied haws to Xu Xiaoxiao, nimbly dodged the attacks, and counterattacked at the same time, hitting the opponent's vital points accurately with every move.

For a time, the sounds of fighting, screams, and roars intertwined together to form a fierce symphony.

However, in this symphony, Fu Yanchen is like an elegant dancer. His movements are light and vigorous, and every move has a unique beauty.

In the end, all the gangsters except the very arrogant gangster fell to the ground. They groaned in pain and could no longer pose any threat to Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen stood there, with a glow of victory in his eyes.

He turned to look at Xu Xiaoxiao, his eyes full of tenderness and concern: "Are you okay?"

Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head. She looked at Fu Yanchen with eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

She knew that if Fu Yanchen hadn't been by her side today, she might not have been able to leave this place safely.

Fu Yanchen was so focused on Xu Xiaoxiao that he didn't immediately notice that the gangster he had just kicked away had struggled to stand up.

The gangster's eyes flashed with malice. He held the dagger tightly and stabbed Fu Yanchen in the back, cursing fiercely: "Go to hell!"

At this critical moment, Xu Xiaoxiao noticed the danger with sharp eyes, and she shouted in horror: "Be careful!" This warning sounded like thunder in Fu Yanchen's ears, and he instantly realized the threat behind him.

Fu Yanchen reacted quickly. He turned around suddenly and pulled Xu Xiaoxiao to avoid the fatal blow.

However, they were still a step too late. The tip of the dagger cut through Fu Yanchen's sleeve and penetrated deeply into his arm.

Blood immediately poured out from the wound, staining his sleeves red.

"Yan Chen, how are you?" Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of worry.

Fu Yanchen smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

Seeing that the attack missed, the little gangster didn't give up. He sneered and whistled.

As the whistle sounded, many figures suddenly appeared around them, holding sticks and knives, surrounding Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao.

Faced with this sudden change, Fu Yanchen looked around at the surrounding gangsters without changing his expression. His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he wanted to see through them one by one.

"Who asked you to come?"

Fu Yanchen's eyes were as sharp as knives. He had already realized that these people were not real gangsters, but just pretending to be like this.

His voice was cold, as if it could penetrate people's souls and make them shudder.

Is it Mr. Fu? No, it’s impossible for Mr. Fu to find such a low-class person.

However, now is not the time for him to think about this.

"Oh, smart." A sneer appeared at the corner of the man's mouth. He did not deny Fu Yanchen's guess, "Someone is paying to kill you two, come on!"

Following his order, the group of people rushed forward like wolves and tigers.

At this critical moment, the driver also rushed over. He quickly opened the trunk, pulled out a golf club and joined the fight without hesitation.

This driver is not an ordinary person, but a secret guard carefully trained by Fu Yanchen. He is strong and highly skilled.

Fu Yanchen and the driver worked side by side and worked together in perfect harmony.

Their movements were swift and precise, and every shot hit the opponent's vitals accurately.

Although the group was large in number, they were quickly defeated under the joint attack of the two of them.

In just a few minutes, the ground was already covered with knocked over people.

They groaned in pain and no longer had the arrogance they had before. Fu Yanchen and the driver stood aside and looked at them calmly.

"You dare to mess with me with this little ability?" Fu Yanchen said coldly.

His eyes swept over those people, as if looking at a group of insignificant ants.

The man's face turned pale with fright at this moment. He knew that he had kicked an iron plate this time. He quickly begged for mercy: "Sir, we are too blind to see the mountains. Please be noble and let us go!"

"Let you go?" Fu Yanchen smiled contemptuously, "That depends on your performance."

He knew that there must be a larger force behind these people, and he had to find out the truth of all this.

He turned around and whispered to the driver: "Take them back, I want to interrogate them personally."

The driver nodded in agreement and then began to deal with the scene.

Fu Yanchen stood aside, looking into the distance with deep eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Yan Chen, what do you plan to do with them?" Xu Xiaoxiao asked, with a trace of worry and uneasiness in her eyes. She did not hear Fu Yanchen's instructions just now.

Fu Yanchen glanced at those people indifferently and said, "Of course, send them to the police station. Let these scum go in and reflect on themselves."

Fu Yanchen's eyes revealed a coldness.

Hearing the word prison, some vague and disturbing images suddenly emerged in Xu Xiaoxiao's mind.

Her head began to hurt violently, as if an invisible steel needle was constantly piercing her mind.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of the painful feeling, but the pain only became worse.

"What's wrong? Xiaoxiao," Fu Yanchen immediately noticed something unusual about Xu Xiaoxiao, and asked with a worried look on his face.

In his impression, Xu Xiaoxiao rarely showed such a painful expression since she lost her memory.

"No, it's nothing? It's just that, I don't know why, when you said you were in prison, my head hurt, it hurt, it hurt like a bone."

Xu Xiaoxiao's voice was trembling, and she frowned tightly, as if she was trying to endure the unspeakable pain.

A flash of panic flashed in Fu Yanchen's heart, and he secretly screamed.