Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 907 - 904: Feng Lu

Although they didn’t know how Lin Tian managed to earn Sofia’s favor, they knew one thing: Lin Tian didn’t seem like a rich kid.

While Mo Mingda and others were waiting to see Lin Tian make a fool of himself, Yan Xiaoxia politely said, "Mr. Lin, Sofia is busy with the clothing matters. She asked me to deliver a message. She says distinguished Mr. Lin is visiting our store for the first time, and this is a gift from Sofia to Mr. Lin. The clothes will be delivered to you once completed. Where does Mr. Lin live?"

"Gift?" Lin Tian was somewhat baffled, then quickly realized it was the black card making an impact again.

"Yes, where does Mr. Lin live?" Yan Xiaoxia asked again.

"I’m temporarily staying at the Yun Family, send it to the Yun Family," Lin Tian said, not rejecting the gift.

Mo Mingda, Liu Weiyuan, and the others were stunned again. Respected? Free gift? That meant it was free of charge.

"Mr. Mo, it seems we’ve lost?" Liu Weiyuan whispered.

Mo Mingda stared intensely at Lin Tian, saying in a deep voice, "I don’t need you to tell me, I saw it. This Jianghu doctor really is lucky, not only getting Sofia’s favor but also a free gift. It’s truly unexpected."

"What do we do? There’s a race later..." Liu Weiyuan said unwillingly, thinking of the saying ’those in the same industry are rivals.’ Besides, he was proud of coming from a prestigious background but lost to a Jianghu doctor, making it hard to swallow.

Mo Mingda squinted slightly and said grimly, "What else can we do? Stay here and lose face? Retreat!"

As soon as he said "retreat," the group turned to leave, but Lin Tian had already noticed them and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, aren’t you forgetting something?"

Mo Mingda’s face turned grim, and he turned to An Xiaoru, saying, "I apologize for my previous rudeness. Please forgive me!"

An Xiaoru wouldn’t dare accept the apology from the Yun Family’s young master and promptly said, "No... there’s no need."

Mo Mingda completely ignored An Xiaoru, tossed something to Lin Tian, and turned to leave again.

Lin Tian accurately caught it and looked at it in his hand; it was the Ferrari car key. As for the car transfer paperwork, Mo Mingda could handle it with a word. Lin Tian believed he wouldn’t be petty enough to back out.

After bidding farewell to Yan Xiaoxia, Lin Tian also left the mall. Within an hour, he’d gained a Ferrari. The world of the wealthy was indeed different; losing a sports car was nothing, whereas ordinary folks work their whole lives and still can’t afford one. Reality is just that cruel. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Mr. Lin, Mo Mingda lost a sports car; he took quite a hit this time," An Xiaoru said with a smile, feeling pleased for Lin Tian after Mo Mingda repeatedly provoked and mocked, finally getting a taste of his own medicine.

"To them, winning or losing a car means nothing. They care more about their reputation. If they could salvage their reputation, they’d spend double the car’s value," Lin Tian said with a smile.

An Xiaoru blinked, clearly not understanding this extravagant behavior, "So what will you do with the Ferrari?"

Lin Tian thought for a moment and said, "I’m not that familiar with Jinghua City. Call a chauffeur service, have them send someone to drive the car back to the Yun Family."

An Xiaoru immediately made the call, and the chauffeur arrived quickly. He was a young man, and when he received the Ferrari key from Lin Tian, he saw Lin Tian get into an inconspicuous car, his expression quite surprised.

These days, someone has a sports car but deliberately drives a regular car?

Lin Tian ignored the chauffeur’s confusion, driving away with An Xiaoru in a domestic car.

Who could have guessed that beneath the ordinary exterior, the engine inside this domestic car was more powerful than that of a Ferrari.

After circling around a couple of times, night had fallen completely. Lin Tian drove back, using GPS navigation for directions, which opted for the shortest route. But as he drove, he was navigated onto a secluded path.

The night was dark, the headlights glaring, and An Xiaoru couldn’t recognize the road at all, a real directionless individual.

As expected, GPS can be unreliable, as ahead there was a roadblock, a row of reflective plastic barriers with a few people guarding them as if they were repairing the road.

"Mr. Lin, it seems that they aren’t road workers? Night-time road workers would definitely wear reflective clothing, but they aren’t wearing any," An Xiaoru said, sitting up to look and expressed uncertainty.

Lin Tian drove straight to the roadblock, and immediately someone came out, waving to persuade Lin Tian to turn around.

This time, Lin Tian noticed that the blockaders were a few young individuals dressed fashionably.

One young man walked over and knocked on the car window aggressively. As soon as Lin Tian opened the window, the young man shouted rudely, "What’s your problem? Didn’t you hear? This road is closed, leave now!"

Lin Tian slightly frowned but controlled his temper and asked, "You’re not road workers, why are you blocking the road?"

"Is it any of your business? Leave immediately, or I’ll be rude to you!" the young man said impatiently.

"I’m curious about how you plan to be rude to me," Lin Tian said coolly.

The young man raised his eyebrows, reached out to grab Lin Tian’s collar, intending to teach him a lesson. But just as he reached out, Lin Tian suddenly grabbed his hand, pressing it against the glass window, causing the young man to cry out in pain.

A typical thug would plead at this point, but the young man shouted fiercely, "Come over and beat him up!"

Realizing something was wrong, the other two quickly ran over to drag Lin Tian out, but Lin Tian merely sneered, suddenly pushed open the door, and with a "bang," knocked all three flying.

The trio fell but didn’t surrender, they scrambled up while grabbing roadblocks to hurl at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian swiftly unbuttoned his seatbelt and sprang out, delivering a kick each. Against such arrogant bullies, Lin Tian was never one to waste words, opting to strike directly!

These few kicks carried some force, the three lay on the ground, struggling to rise, yet they showed no signs of fear.

"Declare your name if you dare!" They shouted defiantly.

Lin Tian was rather surprised; these three didn’t seem like random thugs who’d easily submit.

However, Lin Tian didn’t care who they were; he kicked away the roadblocks and got in the car, then drove past them directly.

After driving for two minutes, rounding a corner, a familiar scene appeared ahead.

Seeing the scene, Lin Tian finally understood why the road was blocked, as a large group gathered up ahead, lively and bustling with several sports cars lined up.

This was a scene Lin Tian had seen before at East Snake Mountain in Zhonghai City, indicating a street race.

In Zhonghai City, races occurred only on the mountains, but in Jinghua City, these rich kids audaciously blocked roads for racing, fortunately it was a remote area; otherwise, who knows what impact it would have.

Lin Tian had heard that street racing was prevalent in Jinghua City and now had the fortune, or misfortune, to witness it firsthand, thus holding no good feelings for these people, sensing it was less pleasant compared to the Zhonghai City event.

Lin Tian’s unexpected arrival immediately became the focus of the entire scene.