Chapter 450: The Black Shirt Guys Appear Again
The look on Su Li and Luo Pingxiang’s face changed. They had experienced this sort of situation many times before, and instinctively ran toward the emergency exit. If this horde of frenzied fans surrounded them here, then the consequences would be dire, and they couldn’t even imagine what would then happen. While making their escape, Su Li quickly carried Su Xiaobei in her arms.
“You guys go first, I’ll be right behind you!”
Xiao Luo ran together with Su Li, and as soon as Su Li and Luo Pingxiang passed through the emergency exit, he immediately closed the door. As there was no lock on the door, he had to use both of his hands to bar the exit.
“You must be mad. There are so many people in there, there’s no way you can hold all of them back by yourself. Let’s go together!” Su Li, with Su Xiaobei in her arms, turned around and shouted.
Right then, everyone in the skating rink scrambled after them and crowded around the emergency exit. Driven mad by the sight of their idol, the fans banged on the door without a care in the world. They were trying their very best to knock down the barrier that prevented them from meeting their idol. But Xiao Luo held the door firmly, and acting like a colossal lock, he managed to stop them from getting through. All the banging and knocking was for naught.
Su Li and Luo Pingxiang were shocked when they saw what happened. The strength of one man was enough to block the surging force of hundreds of people; what kind of national joke was this?!
“Stop looking, hurry up and go!” Xiao Luo urged.
“Okay then, you be careful, we’ll wait for you in the underground car park,” Su Li replied.
“Daddy, you should hurry up and come find us too, Bei Bei will be waiting for you!” Su Xiaobei, safely in Su Li’s arms, cried out as well, nervously staring at Xiao Luo without blinking.
“Alright, go now,” Xiao Luo said, giving her an encouraging smile.
Her eyes looked like black gemstones as she stared at him, and every single action and smile was enough to touch his heart. This little girl was like a tiny elf that resided inside his heart.
Su Li carried Su Xiaobei, and together with Luo Pingxiang, they immediately headed toward the staircase, which led them to the underground car park. As they made their way, they pulled down the peaks of their caps and kept their masks on to hide their identities. They didn’t want to risk anyone stopping them along the way.
“Seems like it isn’t easy being a celebrity at all.”
Xiao Luo shook his head, and his brows furrowed into a frown. Su Li had earned the privilege of being a glamorous superstar but had lost the fundamental rights of leading an everyday life. She had to always keep her guard up and be wary of crowds, even for simple activities like having a meal or skating.
“Senior Xiao Luo, please open the door. We won’t do anything that will harm sister-in-law. All we want is just an autograph from her,” a junior screamed, looking at Xiao Luo through a small viewing port on the door.
When Xiao Luo heard that, he felt like just punching the guy to death. This junior clearly had a screw loose in his head, or why would he say something like that at such a chaotic time? He was clearly trying to create a scandal for Su Li.
Indeed, that statement was like throwing a rock into the lake and sending waves across its calm surface, and as expected, with just that one sentence, a storm had stirred…
“What, sister-in-law? You mean Goddess Su has married already?”
“How is that possible? There’s no way Goddess Su is married.”
“Oh my God, this is huge news. Quickly contact the media; this will definitely dominate the headlines of major media websites tomorrow.”
There was a huge commotion among the crowd, and some even took out their phones to contact the media outlets. Others were even more absurd and tried to take Xiao Luo’s picture through the viewing port’s glass pane.
Xiao Luo hurriedly moved to one side and kept his body flushed to the door to avoid the cameras, but both of his arms were still firmly on the door to prevent them from barging in.
He had underestimated how crazy these fans could get, as soon, a guy somehow managed to find a fireman’s ax. He roared, “make way for me,” and pushed his way toward the emergency exit. He took aim and smashed the ax into the small viewing port on the door, shattering the glass pane.
“My~! @#!%.”
Xiao Luo cursed from behind the door. He was not afraid of the fans but was fearful that they did not even fear death when they went crazy. Xiao Luo figured that Su Li and Luo Pingxiang would have already made it to the underground car park by now. There was no reason to hold the door any longer, so he immediately decided to make his getaway.
In just a short while, he arrived at the underground car park and quickly located his car.
When he got there, he could only see two forlorn figures—one big and one small. Luo Pingxiang and Su Xiaobei were both crying, and Su Li was nowhere to be seen.
“Daddy, some bad guys took Mummy away, Daddy quickly go and save her!”
As soon as Su Xiaobei saw Xiao Luo, she quickly ran to him and hugged his thigh. She looked up, and tears were rolling down her cheeks.
Xiao Luo knelt down to hug her, then turned to Luo Pingxiang and asked, “What happened here?”
“We…we just came down, and two guys in black shirts suddenly appeared from nowhere. They popped up right in front of us, knocked sis out, and carried her away; they were really fast, in just the blink of an eye, they were gone! They were quiet and stealthy… like they were like a ghost…”
Luo Pingxiang was trembling uncontrollably from the trauma as the two black-shirted men terrified her. The way they abducted Su Li was unbelievable, and she was still in a state of shock and was completely disoriented, at a loss of what to do.
“What kind of black-shirted guys?” Xiao Luo asked.
Luo Pingxiang shook her head, still trembling, and said: “I… I don’t know, they covered their faces… their outfits resembled those ancient assassins you see on TV…”
Assassins?
Xiao Luo grimaced. Memories of the two black-clad assassins he confronted after the racing competition at the Wild Wolf Mountain instantly flashed in his mind. Based on Luo Pingxiang’s description, especially the “quiet and stealthy” part, Xiao Luo was ninety percent sure that they were one and the same.
Were they coming after him?
There was a look of contemplation in Xiao Luo’s eyes.
“Daddy, please go and save Mummy, Bei Bei is really scared, sob, sob…” Su Xiaobei cuddled in his arms, crying.
“Don’t worry. You go and have a good rest, and when you wake up, Mummy will be back,” Xiao Luo reassured her.
“Really?” Su Xiaobei said in between sobs and wiping her tears with her sleeves.
“Yes, I promise!”
Xiao Luo put his finger to her forehead and lightly touched her eyebrows. The little girl fell asleep immediately in his arms.
He took out the car keys, opened the doors, and lightly placed Su Xiaobei in the backseat. Then, he passed the car keys to Luo Pingxiang, and said, “Bring her back first. Leave Su Li to me.”
“Mr. Xiao Luo, I…”
Xiao Luo raised his hand and cut her off. “You don’t have to say anything else, just do as I say and wait for me at home. Take good care of Xiaobei,” he said.
Luo Pingxiang nodded her head, took the car keys from him, and opened the door to the driver’s seat.
Xiao Luo took out his handphone and dialed Ji Siying’s phone number.
“Siying, are there any updates regarding the two assassins that I wanted you to investigate for me?”
“Mmm, I can confirm that it has nothing to do with the MLM Organisation. The two assassins seem to be linked to Yang Yuanzhong from ‘Huangpu Entertainment,'” Ji Siying said.
“Yang Yuanzhong?”
Xiao Luo tried to recall where he’d heard that name before.
“He is the father of Yang Hongzhi, the guy who went crazy because he was scared by you, Mr. Xiao Luo,” Ji Siying pointed out.
Xiao Luo finally understood what was going on here. He would never have imagined that Yang Hongzhi’s father would have an identity like this. With two such subordinates, he must have a high level of power and authority as well. It just seemed like this world was very much like a martial arts society, where many powerful fighters and leaders remained incognito.