201: Chapter 201 The Beast Unleashed, Speeding Through the Hours

Early morning. Building Ten, Imperial View Bay.

Wang Fugui carried a solid steel pipe weighing over two hundred pounds on one shoulder. Concrete fragments at the bottom of the pipe went "clatter, clatter" as they fell off.

He took large strides and walked out of the courtyard gate. With every step he took, the bluestone pavement let out a muffled thud and cracked inch by inch. Spiderweb-like cracks extended all the way outside the main gate.

Chen Yun and Scorpion stood under the porch. The two of them had just recovered from that extreme suppression of their bloodlines.

“What are you standing there for?!” Chen Yun suddenly turned her head and barked at Scorpion in a low voice, “Drive! Get that land rover range rover out of the garage!”

Scorpion snapped out of it as if waking from a dream. She quickly fished the car keys out of her leather jacket pocket and rushed toward the garage.

A minute later. The black land rover range rover let out a beast-like roar and drifted to a stop beside Wang Fugui with a tail flick.

Chen Yun didn't even change her clothes; she directly pulled open the passenger door and sat inside. That dark red silk nightgown barely covered the base of her thighs, leaving a large expanse of snowy white skin exposed to the air, yet she didn't care at all.

She took out her phone and quickly dialed one number after another.

“Manager Li, I want to mobilize all the liquid capital on Flourishing Development's books. Yes, immediately, no matter how high the interest is!”

“Scarface, call up all the brothers under you who can fight. Bring weapons. Go to the provincial capital.”

Chen Yun's gaze was cold enough to freeze. She didn't care how much power the Zhou Family had in the provincial capital. Since they moved against the person she had claimed, even if it were the Heavenly King himself, she would still bite off a piece of their flesh.

Wang Fugui pulled open the back door and sat inside.

The two-hundred-pound steel pipe lay across his legs. The concrete at the bottom smeared the leather seat.

With a "bang," the car door closed.

The originally spacious interior of the car instantly became extremely cramped.

Wang Fugui didn't say a word. His body temperature continued to rise.

Sweat slid down the contours of his bronze muscles. The air inside the car began to distort slightly due to the high temperature.

The center console showed an outside temperature of 22 degrees Celsius.

But inside the car, the air conditioning had already been turned down to the lowest setting of 16 degrees for cooling, yet the vents couldn't blow away that rolling heatwave.

An extremely thick, highly aggressive masculine aura instantly filled the entire cabin.

Scorpion's hand on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.

She glanced at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

In those dark gold pupils, there was no human emotion. There was only the most primitive desire to kill.

Scorpion's breathing instantly became heavy. This level of hormonal impact, combined with that suffocating pressure, caused her body to have the most direct physiological reaction.

The base of her thighs went weak uncontrollably, and waves of heat surged from her lower abdomen to her heart.

“I can't take it...” Scorpion gritted her teeth and murmured in a low voice.

She shook her head forcefully, suppressing her body's instinctive longing, and slammed her right foot on the accelerator to the floor.

The land rover range rover's engine roared like a maddened black panther, tearing through the early morning mist and heading straight for the highway entrance.

At the same time.

On the national highway. A black Hongqi sedan was driving steadily.

Lin Xiaocao sat in the back seat. She was still wearing that cheap old tracksuit. Her hands were tightly clutching the hem of her shirt, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

She watched the trees receding rapidly outside the window, tears silently sliding down her cheeks.

That room in Imperial View Bay, that burning embrace, were getting further and further away from her.

“Miss, stop crying.”

In the passenger seat, Uncle Fu turned his head. His withered face carried a hint of exhaustion as he handed over a pack of tissues.

“As long as you get through tonight. Once the bridal chamber ceremony between you and Young Master Zhou is over, the Zhou Family's two hundred million in funds will be transferred to the Lin Family's account immediately. The Old Master will be saved, and the three hundred plus people of the Lin Family can also breathe a sigh of relief.”

Uncle Fu's voice was hoarse, carrying undisguised reality and cruelty.

“Young Master Zhou is injured and can't touch you. You only need to stay in the room for one night to give the outside world a certain impression.”

Lin Xiaocao didn't take the tissues.

She withdrew her gaze from outside the window and let it fall on Uncle Fu's furrowed face.

The tears gradually stopped. The weakness and terror in the depths of her eyes faded bit by bit. In its place was a kind of determination.

She raised her hand and touched her own neck.

There was a faint red mark there. It was the mark left by Wang Fugui's heavy breathing and lips last night.

As long as she touched this red mark, she felt as if that man was still by her side.

“Drive faster.” Lin Xiaocao's voice was hoarse.

Uncle Fu was stunned for a moment. Looking at that stunning face in the rearview mirror, which was completely different from usual, a pang of bitterness inexplicably rose in his heart.

He turned his head and stopped speaking.

Nine o'clock in the morning. The highway.

The land rover range rover wove through traffic at a speed of one hundred and sixty kilometers per hour.

The air pressure inside the car had dropped to the extreme.

“Gurgle, gurgle—”

A rumble like muffled thunder came from the back seat.

Wang Fugui's stomach was growling frantically.

The overloaded operation of his extreme physical capabilities caused the energy consumption in his body to reach a terrifying speed.

Blood surged in his veins. Muscle fibers were constantly being strengthened through tearing and reorganization.

Accompanying this was a sense of hunger enough to drive a person mad.

If he didn't eat his fill, he would become weak. But at this moment, the extreme hunger didn't make him wither; instead, it completely ignited the ferocity in his bones.

Killing intent and appetite intertwined.

Wang Fugui's eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his eyeballs looking as if they were about to bleed. He stared at the front seat, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he let out a low growl.

Hearing the noise, Chen Yun immediately turned around.

She knew this beast's physical condition all too well.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yun pulled open her handbag and poured out all the high-calorie food inside. It was a large handful of energy bars and compressed biscuits she had grabbed on her way out.

She tore open the wrapper of a chocolate energy bar and leaned over halfway.

The neckline of her dark red silk nightgown dropped completely. A large expanse of snowy white, carrying a soft fragrance, approached the back seat.

But Chen Yun couldn't care about any of that. She handed the chocolate bar directly to Wang Fugui's mouth.

“Fugui, eat.”

Wang Fugui opened his mouth.

He didn't use his hands to take it. He bit down directly.

Along with the outer layer of tin foil packaging, it was crushed together by his powerful bite.

“Crunch, crunch.”

The tooth-aching sound of chewing echoed in the cabin.

Chen Yun's heart trembled. She didn't try to pick out the wrapping paper; she just quickly tore open a second one and continued feeding it into his mouth.

One after another.

In less than two minutes, over a dozen high-calorie energy bars were swallowed by Wang Fugui, wrapper and all.

This crude way of eating finally barely suppressed the rampaging energy furnace inside his body.

The temperature inside the car dropped slightly.

Wang Fugui raised his head.

A few chocolate crumbs remained at the corner of his mouth. He didn't wipe them away.

His massive palms tightly gripped that two-hundred-pound solid steel pipe, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. Several shallow finger marks were even squeezed into the surface of the steel pipe.

The Land Rover drove past a huge green sign.

On it, two large characters were written in white reflective paint: Provincial Capital. Distance 5 km.

Wang Fugui stared at that road sign. His dark gold pupils flickered with a violent light in the shadows.

“Faster.”

He spat out those two words in a hoarse voice.

Scorpion bit her lip until blood overflowed. She didn't slow down; instead, she stepped on the gas again.

The black Land Rover, carrying an overwhelming murderous aura, crashed headlong into the territory of the provincial capital.