In the wasteland by the highway, Kenneth was being held down and beaten on the ground by a few punks with brightly dyed hair, letting out cries of pain.

"Aren't you tough? Aren't you a fighter? Get up and fight me, you foreign devil!"

The punks yelled as they continued to beat him.

Kenneth was temporarily arranged by Ye Qiu to help at Cheng Jie's repair center, but today a group of people came and smashed the repair center, even beating Cheng Jie's father Cheng Kong.

When Kenneth discovered it, the perpetrators had already fled. Furious, Kenneth told Cheng Jie to take Cheng Kong to the hospital while he drove off to chase them.

He caught up with them, but there were too many, and Kenneth was momentarily dumbfounded before realizing his misjudgment.

Even though he worked out often and had muscles to show for it, he could only hold his own for so long against these numbers. The opponents were many and equipped with sticks and other weapons.

So Kenneth was beaten to the ground, trying his best to shield his head from injury.

Thud, thud, thud.

Taking blow after blow, Kenneth clutched his head in agony while thinking that he'd notified Ye Qiu, but when Ye Qiu arrived, wouldn't he meet the same fate? He regretted it immediately.

"Enough."

Just as the punks went on beating Kenneth, a cold voice rang out. They immediately stopped and stepped aside, revealing a young man with red hair in a black leather jacket, sporting an arrogant smile and holding a baseball bat wrapped in wire, walking up to Kenneth.

Looking down at Kenneth, he tapped Kenneth's head with the baseball bat and said, "Aren't you the foreigner Kenneth who helped Situ Xin defeat us? Why are you working as a lackey in a car repair shop now?"

Kenneth slowly lifted his head, and the moment he saw the red-haired youth's face, surprise flashed across his bruised face. "You, you're Wang Xuan."

Indeed, this youth was Wang Xuan.

Hearing Kenneth's words, Wang Xuan smiled slightly, and said, "You still remember me."

Kenneth spat angrily, "Are you here for revenge, smashing Cheng Jie's repair center?"

Wang Xuan chuckled and said, "You're not even worthy of that."

"You!"

Kenneth felt upset but seeing Wang Xuan's baseball bat and the surrounding punks, he dared not act rashly.

Wang Xuan asked, "Where's Ye Qiu?"

"What do you want with Ye Qiu?" Kenneth's heart skipped a beat.

"Heh heh."

Wang Xuan shook his head and then ordered his lackeys, "Search for his phone."

"Yes."

The lackeys followed orders, wrestled the phone from Kenneth, and handed it to Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan shook his head and said, "Find Ye Qiu's number, tell him our location and bring him here, and make sure to warn him not to call the police. Tell him Kenneth's in our hands."

"Yes."

After receiving his orders, the lackey called Ye Qiu.

Meanwhile, Wang Xuan looked at the restrained Kenneth, frowning slightly and said, "There's something that puzzles me."

Kenneth glanced at Wang Xuan, the rage boiling in his eyes.

Wang Xuan casually remarked, "How come a main driver from the United States Professional Racing Alliance knows Ye Qiu? What's your relationship with him, and who is this Ye Qiu?"

Upon hearing Wang Xuan's inquiry, Kenneth felt a lightbulb moment, realizing Wang Xuan was targeting Ye Qiu.

Yet no matter Wang Xuan's motives, without Ye Qiu's consent, he wouldn't reveal Ye Qiu's true identity.

So he gave Wang Xuan a cold look, remaining silent.

"Heh heh, won't speak, huh?"

Seeing Kenneth's expression, Wang Xuan's anger flared, chuckling coldly, he raised the baseball bat in his hand, about to strike Kenneth again when a sudden screech of brakes from a distance interrupted.

Suddenly, an enraged shout came forth: "Wang Xuan, you're asking to die..."

"Ye Qiu!"

Upon hearing Ye Qiu's voice, Kenneth was startled, looking off into the distance to see Ye Qiu rushing over, feeling both moved and full of remorse.

Because with so many of Wang Xuan's henchmen surrounding, each armed, Ye Qiu alone would surely meet a worse fate, especially since Wang Xuan was after Ye Qiu primarily. Kenneth regretted deeply and struggled as he yelled, "Ye Qiu, run, you're no match for them."

From a distance, Ye Qiu saw Kenneth's bruised and battered appearance, fueling his anger even more, then he noticed Wang Xuan staring coldly at him, his fury reached its peak, "I said if there's a next time, I'd kill you!"

With that, Ye Qiu burst with speed, charging into the crowd of punks at Wang Xuan's command, heading straight for him violently.

"Hmph, I know you can fight, but this time I've brought trained men, you'll find it hard to handle with so many opponents,"

Wang Xuan had clearly made preparations and was well aware of Ye Qiu's fighting prowess, yet he remained confident.

"Ye Qiu, run!"

Kenneth watched as Ye Qiu plunged into a throng of wolves, growing more anxious, struggling desperately to stand, only to be spotted by Wang Xuan, who viciously struck him on the back with a club.

Bam.

Instantly, Kenneth felt as though his bones were breaking, letting out a cry of agony.

"Hmph, move again and I'll kill you," Wang Xuan threatened.

Enraged, Kenneth truly wished to kill Wang Xuan at that moment, glaring at him with fiery eyes. He attempted to stand again, ready to fight Wang Xuan to the death, but then noticed Ye Qiu slowly approaching Wang Xuan, rendering him stunned, filled with disbelief.

Wang Xuan too, seeing Kenneth's expression, felt something amiss and quickly turned his head.

As he saw all those who had surrounded Ye Qiu earlier now lying on the ground moaning, he couldn't help but gasp, watching as Ye Qiu, with a face calm as water, slowly approached him, his heart seemingly stopped for a moment.

"You!"

Wang Xuan wanted to ask how Ye Qiu was so strong, but it was as though something was lodged in his throat, preventing speech.

Seeing Ye Qiu about to reach him, Wang Xuan knew he was no match, slowly reaching behind him as he glared at Ye Qiu, "Stay where you are."

Ye Qiu continued walking towards Wang Xuan, hands clenched tight, producing cracking sounds, clearly unwilling to let Wang Xuan go without delivering a serious lesson today.

Seeing Ye Qiu still approaching, Wang Xuan clenched his jaw, pulling out his previously hidden hand to reveal a black handgun in Ye Qiu's view.

Ye Qiu halted, his gaze fixed on the dark muzzle ahead, his eyes narrowing.

Seeing Ye Qiu stop, Wang Xuan sneered coldly, "I ask you, are you scared now?"

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