Chapter 38

The somewhat disoriented Volkswagen sedan, which had caused the trouble, fled in a puff of smoke. Only the girl's hair, drenched with dirty water, stuck to her face as she sat in the driver's seat, stunned, and let out a few more agitated screams. She fished out her phone, only to find it also covered in dirty water. Even if it still worked, she absolutely could not bear to put it to her face, so without a second thought, she threw it into a puddle of dirty water a couple of meters away!

Bak could tell at a glance that it was a V-series luxury phone worth over ten thousand euros. He guessed she must have been so angry that she didn't even think about using the car phone or the hands-free function.

Her hands, somewhat frantic, squeezed tightly, but the consistent etiquette training made her previous screams more like a pout. She almost buried her head in the steering wheel, which, being a white leather steering wheel of a Maserati MC, would absorb water and give her a wet, uncomfortable feeling, driving her almost to madness. However, with her upbringing, even if she was mad, the most she could do was throw a fit or toss her phone; she couldn't even bring herself to curse. She jumped out of her newly purchased 2.8 million yuan sports car, momentarily at a loss!

Seeing that many people's gazes were focused on her disheveled state, and some seemed to be using this as an excuse to approach and offer help, her first reaction was to quickly leave. The captivating aura that had accompanied her transformation was now almost completely gone. She glanced at the dirty taxis passing by and then at the relatively clean second row of seats. Although a bit narrow, it wasn't too difficult for her slim and well-proportioned figure.

So, in a split second, Mou Chenfei made a crucial decision. She raised her left hand, extended her still pale and slender index finger, and quickly scanned the various people who had approached within ten meters. She finally chose the one who gave her the least uncomfortable feeling, the only man who had been relatively acceptable in his previous behavior: "You! Come help me drive the car back! Take me home!"

Almost all the men in the area followed her finger to the dark-skinned man on the periphery. Bak, who had been leaning against the car wash exit just watching, subconsciously looked behind him, then used a toothpick to point at himself: "Me?"

Mou Chenfei was already very impatient. She fished out a few red bills from her handbag and placed them on the roof of the car: "Now! You drive, now..." She immediately turned around, flipped open the front seat, and curled herself into the back, letting out a pitiful cry like a cat whose tail had been stepped on!

The feeling of being dirty and wet all over was making her want to vomit!

She couldn't sit in the driver's seat, which was even accumulating water, and she didn't want to touch the damp steering wheel. She clenched her hands into small fists, trying to calm herself, but her emotions were on the verge of失控. In her twenty years of elegant and wealthy life, such a loss of composure was almost unheard of.

Bak could understand the psychological state of this proud girl, who was like a swan. He didn't gloat or show off, but nodded and quickly approached, receiving the envious gazes of all the men around him.

He looked... like a man in a dark blue one-piece work uniform, with a relatively neat appearance, a clean face, and a solid, muscular build. His weathered, dark skin made him look over thirty, and this stroke of luck...

Everyone could only console themselves by thinking he was just being used like a dog. Bak didn't care. He picked up the bills, waved to his boss who was also watching, and professionally covered the seats and steering wheel with a film before getting in, closing the door, and starting the sports car.

His boss waved vigorously, signaling him to hurry back. If something like this happened, the boss might be held responsible, so he planned to quickly send the clearly agitated rich girl away, clean up the dirty water, and prepare to face her impending anger.

He also had to retrieve the phone, which several young men were already stepping into the dirty water to search for. Even if they couldn't keep it, it would give them a chance to contact the girl who had been so extraordinary just a few minutes ago.

As soon as Bak left the sight of the onlookers, he heard a command from behind: "Open the windows!"

Indeed, the narrow cabin of the sports car was filled with the smell of car wash foam and dirty water, not very strong but definitely unpleasant, a stark contrast to the faint, high-quality perfume scent that had previously filled the car. According to Bak's experience, the mixture of perfume and bad odors was even more unbearable. He nodded: "Where to? Address." He didn't see the toothpick in his mouth, which gave him a slightly sinister look, but why would she notice the actions of a stray dog on the side of the road? Bak was still using his tongue to work the toothpick against his back teeth!

But since he had been paid, he did his job well. He had served many big stars and important figures as a mercenary bodyguard, so he was very adaptable.

Moreover, the dirty water had no effect on him. He rolled down both windows, listened to the simple address of a high-end community about two kilometers away, and without a word, revved the engine, shifted the paddle behind the steering wheel, and the 4.7-liter supercar roared out like it was flying, with a deep growl!

It could accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in just 4.6 seconds!

Its top speed was nearly 300 km/h!

In other words, it would take less than a minute to drive home at full speed.

But this was in the city, on a busy street, and it was a highly noticeable supercar, so Bak just tried to drive as fast as possible. For him, the shorter the time to complete the job and get paid, the better, and he really thought this subconsciously.

But just as he drove through a street intersection, a straight road with no side streets, Bak suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of danger, the kind he had felt many times in battles or while guarding. It was a professional instinct!

A large cargo van, seemingly parked carelessly on the side of the road, occupied half of the double lane, blocking the way. The Maserati would have to drive in the opposite direction to get past.

Before he could see what was behind the van, Bak's alertness was already heightened because he saw a Volkswagen in the rearview mirror of the small, sleek sports car!

It was the same car that had splashed the dirty water!

The license plate was confirmed by Bak in an instant!

The van blocking the way, the car that had caused the accident following behind, Bak immediately realized that the Volkswagen's actions were not accidental!

It was a trap!

He didn't even need to say anything to the young woman in the back, who was gritting her teeth and trying to calm down. The sleek Maserati MC, like a phantom, gently swayed its body, accelerated, and suddenly overtook the parked van, causing the woman in the back to scream in shock. The sports car shifted positions as if it were floating, moving to the opposite lane. The right side of the road, with its curb, was too low for the car to pass, but the left side... Bak believed in one thing: the element of surprise was always the best way to disrupt the enemy's plan!