152: Sweet kisses

"Smack..."

Wu Fan slapped Meng Haitao on the back of his head. "Idiot, where is Green Hair?"

Meng Haitao looked at Yellow Hair. "Where is he?"

Yellow Hair thought for a moment. "Oh no, did that perverted ghost sneak inside already?"

Wu Fan was startled when he heard this.

He stopped holding back. He had to use all his strength to forcefully tear down the iron door.

He raised his foot and kicked the iron door fiercely.

"Boom..."

The entire iron door was violently kicked down.

Wu Fan led the charge inside.

Unexpectedly, he saw another large iron door inside. He turned back and grabbed Meng Haitao. "How many doors are there in total?"

Meng Haitao's legs turned to jelly from fear. "Th-three... three doors."

He was completely stunned by Wu Fan's power. If that kick had landed on him, he would have been smashed to pieces!

Wu Fan also kicked open the second door.

When they reached the third door, Wu Fan shouted, "Tang Xiaorou, Xiaorou..."

After Tang Xiaorou had knocked out Green Hair moments ago, she quickly hid in the bathroom and locked the door tightly.

Faintly hearing someone call her name, her heart pounded with excitement. "Wu Fan is here."

She hurriedly opened the door, ran to the large iron door, and responded, "Wu Fan, I'm inside."

Wu Fan warned her, "Stay away from the iron door. I'm going to kick it open."

Tang Xiaorou was thrilled. "Okay."

She ran far away, staring at the iron door. "Wu Fan, kick it!"

She didn't think much of it at the time, feeling that Wu Fan was a peerless hero who would naturally kick the iron door open.

"Boom..."

The large iron door was violently kicked off its frame by Wu Fan.

Tang Xiaorou saw a beam of light shining directly on Wu Fan's stern face—handsome and warm.

In that moment, she felt that Wu Fan was the legendary youth surrounded by light, arriving on colorful auspicious clouds to save her.

An indescribable warmth struck her soul.

Perhaps it was this moment that made her realize Wu Fan was the man she could entrust her life to.

No matter what his future held, following him would certainly be the right choice, and she would never regret it.

She quickly ran over and threw her arms around Wu Fan, tears instantly streaming down her face.

Wu Fan's broad, strong chest gave her an endless sense of security.

"Wu Fan, you finally came. I knew you would come to save me."

Her tears immediately soaked Wu Fan's chest.

These were tears of excitement, joy, and relief.

Wu Fan gently stroked her back. "It's alright, it's over now. You weren't hurt, were you?"

Tang Xiaorou cried harder, sobbing as she spoke. "N-no, I was just scared."

She glanced back at Green Hair. "He tried to do something bad, but I knocked him out with an ashtray."

Wu Fan looked at Green Hair lying on the ground, furious, wishing he could go over and beat him senseless.

"Xiaorou, it's good that you're safe, it's good that you're safe."

He patted her back affectionately, comforting her.

Green Hair was awakened by the tremendous crash of the large iron door falling.

He struggled to get up, his face covered in blood.

He muttered to himself, "Tang Xiaorou, come here, give me a kiss."

Wu Fan walked over and delivered a kick straight to his stomach.

With a cry of "Ooh...", he was immediately sent flying three or four meters away.

With a "thud...", he crashed heavily onto the bed.

Only then did he regain some consciousness, asking in a panic, "Why are all of you here?"

Meng Haitao was also enraged. He walked over and immediately gave him three slaps. "You little bastard, how dare you sneak in here to do something indecent?"

Green Hair chuckled. "Tang Xiaorou is too provocative and attractive, I really couldn't hold back. Brother Meng, don't be angry."

He proactively admitted his mistake, yet still wore a cheeky grin on his face.

Meng Haitao looked at his pathetic and comical appearance, and the anger in his heart instantly subsided.

There was just no dealing with this pervert.

Wu Fan put his arm around Tang Xiaorou, preparing to leave.

He warned Meng Haitao not to harbor any more intentions toward Tang Xiaorou, or he would show no mercy.

Meng Haitao nodded repeatedly.

He was completely convinced of Wu Fan's strength this time. The large iron door was utterly useless against him. This kind of power—if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it!

Just as Wu Fan and Tang Xiaorou walked to the main entrance, the police had just landed on the island.

Wu Fan said, "Meng Haitao and the other two are still in the basement. Go quickly and arrest them."

The police officers exchanged glances. This young man, alone? Was he really that strong?

...One month later, the court handed down its verdict.

Meng Haitao was sentenced to three years for the crime of kidnapping. Green Hair was sentenced to five years for the crimes of kidnapping and rape. Yellow Hair was sentenced to two years for the crime of kidnapping.

This matter was temporarily concluded...

After Wu Fan rescued Tang Xiaorou from Black Turtle Island, they returned to the hotel together.

Tang Xiaorou took a shower, put on a bathrobe, and tightly nestled herself into Wu Fan's embrace.

"Wu Fan, thank you."

She spoke with deep affection.

In this moment, she felt that Wu Fan was her everything, her whole world.

"Wu Fan, I want to lean on your chest for the rest of my life, okay?"

Wu Fan smiled faintly, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, nothing like this will ever happen again. Tomorrow, I will arrange everything for you."

Tang Xiaorou initiated a kiss, touching his eyes, earlobes, neck... (Three hundred words deleted)

...The next day, Wu Fan went to Haiyuan City and bought a private apartment on the 17th floor.

He then drove to the best local security company.

"Boss, do you have any female bodyguards, the kind who provide 24-hour protection?"

The boss, a middle-aged man, said meaningfully, "Yes, but the really good ones aren't available in Island City. If you need one, I can call a security company in Shanghai and ask them to send someone over."

Wu Fan nodded. "Go ahead and call to have one sent over. How much does that cost per year?"

The boss paused, looking up at Wu Fan. "The price varies depending on the bodyguard's qualifications."

Wu Fan pulled out a cigarette, drew one out, and prepared to toss it over.

The boss quickly smiled and said, "Thank you, I don't smoke."

Wu Fan ignored him, still tossing the cigarette over. "Please arrange for two of the best private female bodyguards to come here."

The boss was surprised. "The best ones probably cost a million in annual salary."

Wu Fan lit his own cigarette. "Fine, arrange for two immediately."

He planned to assign one to Yaoyao and one to Tang Xiaorou.

Lin Daixi and the others were still students, and their social circles were relatively small, so there shouldn't be a big problem.

The boss was stunned. "What? You want two?"

"Yes. What are the procedures?"

The boss was somewhat flattered. "Pay a 400,000 yuan deposit first, and the bodyguards should arrive the day after tomorrow."

Wu Fan nodded, paid the money neatly, picked up the contract, and turned to leave.

The boss watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but sigh. "That young man is truly generous, and his demeanor is extraordinary. He must come from a powerful background."

Wu Fan drove to pick up Bai Yan. Seeing that it was still early, he knocked on the door of the apartment Lin Daixi and the others were renting.

Mao Jiajia, wearing slippers, opened the door, but her eyes were filled with tears.

Wu Fan was surprised. "Mao Jiajia, what happened to you?"

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