The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 778 - 0: Worse Than a Bastard

Just now, while driving on the road, Sophia was very proper in her driving and indeed didn’t provoke these street racers.

But they just couldn’t stand the sight of this luxury car.

Especially since there were Huaxia people with yellow skin sitting in the luxury car.

A group of street racers, idle and looking for something to do, exchanged glances and decided to have some fun with these Easterners.

Dressed in denim jackets and black skull bandanas, and sporting skull rings on their fingers, they seem to worship skulls.

Each one was over six feet tall, solidly muscular, with thick flesh on their faces.

One of them, holding a beer, said to Lin Yingying through the car window, "Beautiful Eastern girl, may I offer you a drink?"

The others stood laughing at the excitement, their faces full of arrogance and smugness.

Lin Yingying, annoyed and about to take action, was interrupted by a honk from behind.

A motorcycle, with a woman on it, came over and shouted, "Luordan, what are you doing? We’re running out of time, let’s go."

He stopped in front of the foreigner holding the beer, and after sizing up Lin Yingying, both were surprised and exclaimed, "Lin Yingying?"

"Jiahui?"

Lin Shanshan and the others in the car were also surprised to see the Eastern man outside, not expecting to run into him here.

Full of curiosity, Luordan asked, "Lin, you know these Easterners?"

The corners of the Eastern man’s mouth twitched as he coldly replied, "Know them? We’re relatives!"

This man was none other than Lin Yingying’s uncle’s son, Lin Jiahui.

Driven by Long Fei to America without the chance to return, he had been messing around here ever since, still with nothing serious to do.

Although the Lin Family had a foreign trade company here, he did not manage it.

Luordan excitedly said, "Lin, this must be God’s arrangement. Your cousin is as beautiful as an angel, come on, introduce us."

Lin Jiahui glanced inside the car, Lin Shanshan, Ding Xue, Long Fei were all there, well, all his enemies were here today.

How could he miss this opportunity? Looking at the time, he said, "Luordan, the ritual ceremony is about to start. Let’s take them with us first, and then decide what to do after completing the ritual."

Luordan and the others thought Lin Jiahui would plead for Lin Yingying and the others, so they might let them go.

Who knew, Lin Jiahui actually spoke in their favor, standing entirely on their side.

Wrapping his arm around Lin Jiahui’s shoulder, Luordan happily said, "Lin, you truly are our good brother."

Lin Jiahui sneered and said to Lin Yingying in the car, "Cousin, did you hear that? Please come with us, or you’ll be in big trouble."

Lin Yingying’s brows chilled, not expecting this beast to continue his bad habits abroad, even worse than the foreigners.

Lin Shanshan directly cursed from inside the car, "Lin Jiahui, are you even human? Going abroad and not helping your own people, but instead aiding the foreigners in bullying us?"

Lin Jiahui cursed back, "Little cousin, shut your mouth. How did you treat me back home? I’ll have you know, everyone here has a gun, so you’d better behave."

Seeing Lin Jiahui arguing with those in the car, Luordan gestured to his men, who then pulled out large caliber double-barreled shotguns from behind their bikes.

Ding Xue clicked her tongue, thinking to herself that America really is awash with guns; it’s practically lawless.

Lin Yingying looked at Long Fei and wondered what he was thinking since he hadn’t said a word the whole time.

Long Fei had heard Lin Jiahui mention a ritual that was about to take place here.

He was quite curious about the ritual, staring at Lin Jiahui as he asked, "Where are you taking us?"

Lin Jiahui snickered, "You’ll know when we get there, I guarantee it’ll be unforgettable for all of you."

Luordan, holding a shotgun by his side, cursed vehemently, "Oriental man, don’t make us get physical."

Given the circumstances, Long Fei instructed Sophia, "Just follow them!"

Lin Jiahui laughed loudly upon hearing this, "Long Fei, oh, Long Fei. You are nothing special after all! I thought you’d be as arrogant here as you are back home, but seeing a gun has turned you into a coward!"

Long Fei ignored him, thinking to himself that this kid never learns his lesson.

Lin Jiahui was dressed like a member of the Street Riot Gang, wearing a leather jacket despite the scorching heat.

The sleeves were deliberately cut off, and a large skull patch was affixed to the back, thinking he looked very cool.

He gestured for Luordan to get moving.

A line of people, with five or six cars at the front, two on each side, and five or six at the back, as if they feared Long Fei and his people might try to escape.

Chu Feng, holding a glass of red wine, silently drank and teased Long Fei, "Your little brother-in-law really has a personality."

Long Fei chuckled lightly, "He’s nothing."

Lin Yingying and Lin Shanshan both sighed, thinking how they ended up with such a cousin, who was just like a bastard.

What kind of cousin pushes his own sisters into the fire pit?

On the road, Lin Jiahui excitedly pulled out his phone to call his parents.

It was daytime in Huaxia at that moment, and Lin Guohao was initially pleased to see a call from his son.

But upon picking up the phone and hearing that his son had kidnapped Long Fei and the others, he was immediately frightened and shouted, "Jiahui, stop now. That Long Fei is not as easy to deal with as you think, you will get into trouble."

Lin Jiahui, who finally saw Long Fei show weakness, was not going to let this opportunity slip away easily.

He said impatiently to his father, "Dad, it’s fine, don’t worry, I’ll definitely vent this anger for you all."

He said this and hung up the phone, not caring to listen to his father’s babbling.

Lin Guohao was frantic on the other end, almost spitting blood, quickly seeking Elder Master Lin’s intervention to potentially save his son’s life with a phone call.

Soon after, Lin Yingying’s phone rang.

Elder Master Lin’s call came through just as Lin Yingying’s car was led by the Street Racing Gang to a secluded farmstead.

In this forsaken place, there gathered more than a hundred people dressed bizarrely, behaving somewhat non-mainstream.

They lit bonfires and partied as if they were having a party, some playing rock guitar, some dancing motorbike dances, some grilling meat on fires, some huddling together to get high.

It was like a devil’s carnival, with all kinds of strange and scandalous creatures.

Lin Yingying, with her phone in hand, hummed in acknowledgment twice and passed the phone to Lin Jiahui, saying to him, "Grandpa wants to speak with you."

Lin Jiahui took the phone and without saying another word, he shouted, "Old man, you’re scared now, aren’t you? The successor you personally chose is about to die in America. I’m telling you, I, Lin Jiahui, am the true heir of the family. When I return, everything of Lin’s Group will be mine. Whoever stands in my way will die!"

The phone was met with silence, an old voice responded, "Jiahui, I just told your sister what to do. You might as well not be my grandson; you have truly disappointed me."

With those words, the call was abruptly ended with a beep.

"You stubborn old fool, you still underestimate me, I’ll prove it to you!"

Lin Jiahui, as if driven mad, snatched Lin Yingying’s phone and threw it to the ground, furiously stomping on it.

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