Chapter 742: Chapter 742

Zhao Xuejing's gaze sharpened, and just as she was about to make a move, she heard a cold voice ring out, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear the lady telling you to scram?"

Recognizing that familiar voice, Zhao Xuejing was momentarily stunned; she looked up and was instantly dumbfounded—how did he get here?

That blonde gangster had been about to harass a pretty girl when suddenly, a spoiler appeared, and his face instantly changed.

The blonde and the few non-mainstream boys stood up and said coldly, "Kid, do you have a death wish?"

Lin Chen replied with a faint smile, "Of course not, I just feel what you're doing isn't right. People have dignity, trees have bark; you guys don't even care about your own face, is that really okay?"

"What did you say?" The blonde instantly flew into a rage, grabbed a bottle from nearby, and swung it towards Lin Chen's head.

Zhao Jingxue's complexion changed, she wanted to stop it but was too late.

However, to everyone's surprise, as the blonde swung the bottle midway through the air, he suddenly felt his hand lighten, and it was gone.

The blonde's face changed—what happened, where's the bottle?

Lin Chen said with a faint smile, "Looking for this?"

As his words ended, Lin Chen fiercely swung his hand.

The bottle exploded on the blonde's head.

Blood immediately began flowing down from the blonde's head.

"Holy shit!" Seeing their leader getting beaten, the non-mainstream boys grabbed stools and bottles and charged at Lin Chen.

Seeing a fight break out, the bar's crowd quickly gathered around, whistles and cheers turning into a chorus.

A non-mainstream with a nose ring picked up a stool and smashed it towards Lin Chen.

But as the stool was lifted halfway, Lin Chen kicked the stool to pieces and sent the non-mainstream guy flying.

The other two wielding bottles had it even worse—one was brutally hit in the behind by Lin Chen, and the other had his "eggs" wrecked by a kick.

The four non-mainstream guys knew they had kicked an iron plate and fled in a scramble.

Seeing these guys were so weak, the bar's crowd found it boring and dispersed with a laugh.

Lin Chen sat down next to Zhao Jingxue with a chuckle.

Zhao Jingxue looked at Lin Chen nervously and whispered, "I'm on a mission, why are you here?"

Lin Chen replied with a faint smile, "I'm on a mission too; I'm being the Flower-Protecting Messenger."

"Messing around, you'll blow my cover," Zhao Xuejing glared at Lin Chen and whispered.

But Lin Chen just parked himself next to Zhao Jingxue, and his other hand even wrapped around her waist.

"With me here, you won't blow your cover; it's without me that you might," he said.

"If you don't want to be discovered, then just go along with it," Lin Chen said, grinning.

"Are you taking advantage of me?" Zhao Jingxue said angrily.

"Beautiful, I really don't know how you graduated from the police academy. Didn't you learn to investigate? Which man comes to a bar and doesn't want to take advantage? How you acted just now, that's what didn't fit in with this bar," Lin Chen said cheerfully.

As the music started, Lin Chen said with a grin, "Let's dance a number."

"Dance? I can't!" Zhao Jingxue said, her face turning red.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." Saying that, Lin Chen grabbed Zhao Jingxue's hand, pulled her up from the chair with a jerk.

Before Zhao Jingxue could react, Lin Chen had already pulled her into the dance floor.

Lin Chen placed his hands on Zhao Jingxue's slender waist, moving with the rhythm of the dance.

I don't know why, but although I clearly can't dance, I quickly got the hang of it following Lin Chen's steps.

Even though I stepped on Lin Chen's feet a few times due to inexperience, he skillfully covered up my mistakes.

Zhao Jingxue felt quite good about herself, but for Lin Chen, it was torture.

The two of us were too close, and the youthful fragrance emanating from Zhao Jingxue made it hard for me to resist. To make matters worse, our bodies rubbed against each other unintentionally as we turned.

However, when she lowered her head, Zhao Jingxue's cheeks instantly flushed with redness.

"This bastard actually..."

Fortunately, just at that moment, the music finally came to an end.

Not far away, a middle-aged man watched the two in the dance floor with a cold gaze.

He whispered into his walkie-talkie, "Who is that man? What are you doing? Zhao Jingxue, don't forget you are on a mission."

The man was Li Fei, the captain of the criminal police squad. From the moment Zhao Jingxue joined the police force, he had taken a liking to her and had been pursuing her relentlessly. Unfortunately, she never showed any interest and always kept her distance.

Yet today, Li Fei felt a surge of jealousy seeing Zhao Jingxue being so intimate with a stranger.

Zhao Jingxue frowned and said to Lin Chen, "Our captain has criticized me. You better go, don't interfere with my work."

Lin Chen, seeing Zhao Jingxue in distress, smiled and replied, "Alright, beautiful, I'm leaving. Remember, if you're in danger, just cry 'My dear, come save me quickly,' and I'll appear. But remember, if you don't get the words right, I won't come out."

Zhao Jingxue glared fiercely at Lin Chen, "Just go, if you don't leave, I'll never pay attention to you again."

Lin Chen smiled, suddenly gave Zhao Jingxue a kiss, and cheerfully said, "Beautiful, I'm off."

Zhao Jingxue never expected Lin Chen to pull such a move; she was angry but helpless.

"This bastard, just wait and see how I'll deal with you when we get back," Zhao Jingxue said angrily, stamping her foot.

It was already past eleven at night, around the time when those several cases occurred.

Li Fei quietly said into the walkie-talkie, "You can now go out as bait. We will follow you from inside the car nearby."

Zhao Jingxue calmed herself and, taking her small purse, walked outside.

It was the middle of the night, and not a soul was on the streets.

A chill wind blew by, giving Zhao Jingxue an uneasy feeling.

"Zhao Jingxue, you are a police officer. How can you be afraid? Don't be scared, don't be scared, Captain Li Fei is here to protect me," she repeated to herself mentally.

Under the streetlights, only a slender shadow accompanied Zhao Jingxue.

Suddenly, Zhao Jingxue noticed that the car that was supposed to follow her had disappeared.

Zhao Jingxue's heart tightened as she quietly called the captain through the walkie-talkie, "Captain Li, where are you? If you hear me, please respond."

Inside a jeep, several people lay unconscious.

A man with golden hair sneered coldly, closely following Zhao Jingxue like a shadow.

Having lost contact with Captain Li, Zhao Jingxue suddenly felt that something was very wrong.

Zhao Jingxue put her hand in her pocket, tightly gripping the gun inside.

Just then, a dark silhouette flashed in front of her, and Zhao Jingxue's face changed as she pulled out her gun.

But there was nothing in front of her. Could it have been my imagination?

At that moment, Zhao Jingxue suddenly sensed a cold breeze from behind, and as she swiftly turned around, ready to pull the trigger, her gun was kicked out of her hand.

"Lucky day for me to encounter such a top-notch beauty!" a chilling voice sounded right beside Zhao Jingxue's ear.