CHAPTER 935: CHAPTER 929 TIE NIU BATTLES WANG ZAI’AN

Upon hearing Wang Zai’an’s words, Lin Qianru’s face slightly changed. If she only had suspicions about Wang Zai’an before, now she was completely sure that Wang Zai’an could not have been sent by Lu Tianxing.

Lu Tianxing had enemies in Beijing, which she knew well. If he was worried about her, it would be understandable, but there was absolutely no need to send someone from Beijing to pick her up. Doing so would expose her directly under the enemy’s noses, akin to serving herself up on a silver platter. More importantly, Wang Zai’an’s words were full of holes. Perhaps a woman blinded by love might believe him, but she, Lin Qianru, loved Lu Tianxing deeply, yet she was no fool.

Although she had already made up her mind, Lin Qianru showed no sign of it on her face and slowly said, "I believe what you said. However, I seem to have left my phone in the office when I came down just now. I’ll go upstairs to get it. You wait here for me; I’ll be right back."

With that, Lin Qianru turned directly, intending to walk toward the elevator.

At that moment, Wang Zai’an’s gaze flickered, and he moved swiftly to block Lin Qianru’s path, speaking with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes: "Miss Lin, maybe I could accompany you upstairs. In case you encounter danger, I can help you."

Lin Qianru’s face slightly changed, and she involuntarily stepped back a few paces: "There’s no need for that. I can go up myself; it won’t take a few minutes."

Seeing Lin Qianru’s action, Wang Zai’an’s face completely darkened, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips. He knew he had certainly been exposed by Lin Qianru, so he no longer bothered pretending.

"Miss Lin, truly as clever as they say. I shouldn’t have let any flaws show, but you still recognized me."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianru’s face instantly turned pale.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Who I am doesn’t really matter; I’m from the Wang Family. Lu Tianxing intends to destroy our family, so I’m here to invite you over as a guest at the Wang Family. You can scream all you want; I wouldn’t mind starting a bloodbath."

Wang Zai’an didn’t hide his identity. In his eyes, capturing Lin Qianru was as good as done, so telling her wouldn’t make a difference.

"I’m not going with you. Thinking you can use me to threaten Lu Tianxing? Dream on!"

"Is that so?"

Wang Zai’an sneered: "Miss Lin, it’s not up to you."

Just then, a cold voice filled with killing intent echoed in the underground parking lot: "Oh really? Try taking her if you dare."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zai’an’s expression slightly changed, and he quickly turned his head to look.

A bald, burly man slowly walked into the underground parking lot. With each step, his aura grew stronger; his originally yellow skin gradually turned golden, and a trace of violent energy emanated from him.

When Lin Qianru saw the newcomer, her face immediately showed a hint of surprise: "Tie Niu."

The newcomer was indeed Tie Niu.

Before Lu Tianxing left Modu, he notified Tie Niu and Fu Tu, instructing them to protect Lin Qianru during his absence.

Understanding Lu Tianxing’s intent, the two remained hidden nearby to protect Lin Qianru, switching roles daily. This time, it was Tie Niu’s turn.

Tie Niu had been concealing himself outside Bai’s Group, waiting for Lin Qianru to drive out. However, since Lin Qianru stayed inside longer than usual, Tie Niu had entered the underground parking lot to check, encountering Wang Zai’an attempting to take her away.

Upon seeing Tie Niu, Wang Zai’an’s eyes suddenly narrowed, sensing a threat from him. He asked in a deep voice: "Shaolin Ultimate Skill, Vajra Invulnerable Body Divine Skill, who exactly are you?"

"Netherworld Mercenary Corps—Tie Niu."

Tie Niu’s gaze abruptly changed, like a sharp sword piercing toward Wang Zai’an’s eyes. A surge of tyrannical energy erupted, enveloping all directions like a bloodthirsty beast awakening.

The violent, bloodthirsty aura instantly filled the underground parking lot. Anyone timid enough to witness it would likely be scared to the point of collapsing, frightened out of their wits.

Feeling this violent aura, Wang Zai’an’s complexion involuntarily changed. As Wang Anlong’s Shadow Assassin, he’d handled countless clandestine matters for the Wang Family, but he had never encountered someone with such a tyrannical aura.

"Hmph, you think because my boss is in Beijing, Modu is yours to do as you please? Want to take my sister-in-law? You’ll have to ask if my fists agree."

Tie Niu shone all over like a golden figure, stepping forward forcefully.

"Boom!"

That step was powerful, like thunder echoing beside Wang Zai’an’s ear, causing him an uncontrollable sharp pain in his eardrums.

At that moment, Tie Niu moved, transforming into a golden afterimage and lunging at Wang Zai’an, hands together, fiercely delivering a palm strike, akin to an angry Buddha vanquishing the enemy.

The fierce wind from the palm howled, brewing a force capable of splitting stones, aiming directly at Wang Zai’an’s head.

Wang Zai’an was immediately cloaked in a sense of impending death, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike in response.

"Boom!"

The two palms clashed, causing both Wang Zai’an and Tie Niu to retreat several steps. Tie Niu’s lips involuntarily bled, while Wang Zai’an felt his arm go numb as if striking a rock, unable to budge it.

"Mythical Realm."

Tie Niu’s face grew serious; from the brief contact, he could clearly tell Wang Zai’an was one small level higher than him.

"You, a mere Heavenly Peak Martial Artist, cannot defeat me. I planned to quietly take Lin Qianru away, but since you’ve come out to seek death, I’ll help you on your way now."

A sinister smile flashed across Wang Zai’an’s face as he lunged at Tie Niu. His previously dark hands turned even darker; the palm that fell felt like a mountain crushing down, exuding a steely aura.

"Good. Who’s afraid of who? Without reaching the Mythical Realm, one remains an ant. I don’t believe this saying."

Tie Niu let out a furious roar, charging without hesitation toward Wang Zai’an, hands transformed into knives slicing toward Wang Zai’an’s head.

The fierce wind howled in the ears, tearing through the air.

Wang Zai’an’s face drastically changed; Tie Niu intended to exchange life for life. If he struck Tie Niu’s chest with a palm, Tie Niu’s hand knife would decapitate him.

Wang Zai’an quickly dodged, but at the instant he moved, Tie Niu’s left leg kicked out fiercely—a Shaolin Temple ultimate skill, Vajra Leg.