Chapter 1195: Chapter 1195

Xiao Zheng was getting a bit angry. He yelled, "Why are you dawdling, woman? When I say go, you go. Stop wasting my time here. You’re just a burden to me."

Xiao Zheng’s tone was somewhat stern. Heaven knows, Xiao Zheng hadn’t intended to speak to Liu Han Yan in this way, but those guys were about to catch up soon with her dawdling in front of him.

What Xiao Zheng didn’t know was, even when he was talking to Liu Han Yan so harshly, she didn’t show any signs of impatience.

Because in Liu Han Yan’s view, the reason Xiao Zheng talked to her was to chase her away for her own good.

Liu Han Yan felt more touched. One must say, sometimes women are indeed strange creatures. They often let their thoughts go in a way they wish for.

Seeing that she was neither moved by force nor persuasion, Xiao Zheng could only try to convince her earnestly again, "Think about it, if you stay here, both of us will be caught today. Do you know what the consequence is if they catch us? Earlier, you kicked the boss’s nuts, do you think they would let you go so easily?"

Liu Han Yan was stunned for a moment, recalling her previous actions. She started to feel a bit regretful, not for kicking the boss’s nuts, but for bringing such severe consequences by doing so, and getting Xiao Zheng involved in dealing with it.

He was never someone who liked to owe others. Now, the consequences were caused by his previous reckless behavior, implicating Xiao Zheng, which made him feel extremely guilty.

"That’s why I’m letting you go now, just so you can quickly find reinforcements. When you find them, maybe they won’t have done anything to me yet. This way both of us can be saved, otherwise, both of us will be caught here today," Xiao Zheng tried to persuade earnestly. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel[f]ire.net

This time Liu Han Yan understood the key point. She was a smart girl and knew how to make the right choice in such situations.

Although impulsiveness made her unwilling to leave Xiao Zheng and escape alone, it seemed the method Xiao Zheng mentioned was the most effective.

However, the risk Xiao Zheng had to bear in this plan was immense.

No time to hesitate, once she made up her mind, Liu Han Yan decided not to linger here any longer. She nodded, turned around quickly, and ran down the stairs.

To speed up, she even took off her shoes and ran barefoot down the stairs, yelling back to Xiao Zheng, "Hold on a bit longer, I’ll be quick to find someone!"

Watching Liu Han Yan’s figure disappear at the stairwell, Xiao Zheng let out a sigh of relief. With that troublesome woman gone, Xiao Zheng could finally use his full strength.

It wasn’t that Xiao Zheng was afraid Liu Han Yan would drag him down; he just honestly didn’t want to reveal his true strength in front of her. Come on, a Martial Saint’s strength is such that a mere fart could defeat those small fry.

Turning around to look upward, that group of people who were chasing them appeared at the corner soon. They didn’t seem to expect Xiao Zheng to stop, just turning the corner to find him looking at them with a smile.

However, they did not see where the woman was.

Earlier, the boss had strictly instructed them to bring that woman back since she was the one who kicked and exploded the boss’s nuts. From the boss’s perspective, although Xiao Zheng came with the woman, he didn’t actually cause substantial harm to him.

In fact, their real target in the chase was Liu Han Yan, and it didn’t have much to do with Xiao Zheng himself.

"Where’s the woman who was with you just now?" someone in the group on the stairs asked.

"She had something to do, so she left. If there’s anything, just talk to me," Xiao Zheng shrugged, speaking casually.

"What good is talking to you? Some of you, grab this guy and set him aside for me. We’ll go after that woman," the anxious one said. If that woman escaped today, and the boss raged, he would be in big trouble.

He was about to continue down the stairs, but as soon as he lifted his foot, Xiao Zheng grabbed his arm and tossed him aside casually.

Xiao Zheng’s movements were smooth and effortless. With one arm stretched out, he easily threw a big man, about six feet tall, over his shoulder. The group behind saw Xiao Zheng making a move and instantly became aggressive.

They all swarmed up, instantly surrounding Xiao Zheng at the stairwell corner, glaring at him fiercely.

The guy who was thrown out first by Xiao Zheng turned around, squeezed through the crowd, walked to Xiao Zheng, looked him up and down, and said, "Not bad skills, but unfortunately for you, you ran into me today."

"So what about you?" Xiao Zheng responded calmly.

In his mind, Xiao Zheng calculated that Liu Han Yan should almost be out of the office building by now.

"Take him down first, then the rest of you follow me to chase that woman," the guy waved his hand and instructed the group behind him, intending to continue the chase downstairs.

But standing at the corner of the wall, Xiao Zheng, in a moment of their confusion, flashed quickly, blocked them again, and with swift movements, threw the ones in front back again. None could break through the defense line Xiao Zheng had set quickly.

No one could get past Xiao Zheng to continue pursuing Liu Han Yan below.

Xiao Zheng’s actions enraged them completely. Without considering anything else, they decided to deal with Xiao Zheng first and then chase the woman.

The leader shouted, and the group charged toward Xiao Zheng.

A throng of them crowded their way toward Xiao Zheng, looking quite impressive.

But the staircase wasn’t wide, so although there were many of them, only three or four people could walk side by side.

In the end, only seven or eight people reached Xiao Zheng.

Simply put, only these seven or eight could touch Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng chuckled. Dealing with these guys was the simplest of tasks. He punched with lightning speed, continually swinging, moving like a ghost, weaving among them.

A magical scene unfolded. Xiao Zheng moved like an eel, constantly dodging their attacks right in front of them.