Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Smash Them Along the Way [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]The students on campus, noisy and bustling, were unaware that a pair of hawk-like eyes watched over them intently.

    Those eyes belonged to Zhang Meng.

    When Zhang Meng saw Lu Xiaobu finally flash a happy smile on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the binoculars in his hands— it seemed that the Young Master had resolved the issue.

    He opened the trunk of the car and placed the binoculars inside where there were all sorts of tools; everything Zhang Meng had bought with the money he had left from the reward the Young Master had given him the night before.

    For him, protecting the Young Master’s safety was more important than money.

    After packing up, Zhang Meng continued to stand there, constantly scanning the surroundings.

    "Instructor." A voice came over: "Are you done?"

    Zhang Meng turned around and saw to his surprise that it was Zhang Wenliang’s bodyguard from the night before; he frowned: "Li Jin, what’s up?"

    "Nothing, just saw you here and wanted to say hello, Instructor have a smoke," Li Jin said with a flattering smile on his face.

    He had actually been paying attention to Zhang Meng just now, but he knew that in the state Zhang Meng was in just before, if he dared to approach, he would have definitely been beaten to a pulp!

    "Speak up if you have something to say, don’t beat around the bush!" Zhang Meng scolded.

    "Alright!" Li Jin gritted his teeth and pointed to a car not far away and said: "Young Master Zhang wants to see you."

    "See me? What for?" Zhang Meng said icily.

    "I don’t know."

    Li Jin said with an awkward smile — how could he not know, it was clear that Young Master Zhang had taken a liking to this instructor and wanted to entice him away from Lu Xiaobu!

    "You’re always up to no good."

    Zhang Meng scolded — Li Jin’s soldiers were under him, how could he not see through Li Jin’s intentions.

    As for this Li Jin, there was no question about his professional qualifications, he was ranked top three in the previous squad; it’s just that he was somewhat slick.

    "You’ve guessed it..." Li Jin said with a sheepish smile: "Then I’ll go back and refuse him."

    "No, I’ll go with you, it’s better to make things clear in person, to avoid bringing trouble to the Young Master," Zhang Meng gestured with his hand.

    "Ah... I said it was hopeless, but Young Master Zhang didn’t believe me," Li Jin sighed.

    The two approached Zhang Wenliang’s car.

    When Zhang Wenliang saw Zhang Meng coming over, he was overjoyed: "Mr. Zhang Meng, we met last night, so I’ll get straight to the point; no matter how much Lu Xiaobu pays you, I’ll double it for you to work for me. How about that? I’m loaded!"

    He had been grounded by his father for a month, and this was him sneaking out; he needed to act swiftly.

    "Then I won’t beat around the bush either, don’t let me hear such insulting words to the Young Master and me again, that’s it!" Zhang Meng said decisively.

    After speaking, Zhang Meng turned around and left without lingering for a moment!

    "Goddamn it!" Zhang Wenliang watched Zhang Meng’s retreating figure, punching the leather seat in anger: "Li Jin, look at him, then look at you! You’re killing me!"

    "I..."

    Li Jin was speechless, caught in the crossfire again?

    And wasn’t I loyal enough?

    For you, I almost fell out with the instructor!

    "No way, isn’t that your instructor? You have to come up with a plan for me. If you can secure him, then both Lu Xiaobu’s phone and Tian Jilan will be back in my possession. Lu Xiaobu dares to trick me, he has to pay the price!" Zhang Wenliang said through gritted teeth: "If you can’t think of something, then resign!"

    "You’re going after the Young Master?!"

    Zhang Meng’s ears twitched, and he suddenly turned around, his eyes bursting with an intense murderous aura as he stared fixedly at Zhang Wenliang, striding back again.

    "What are you doing? Li Jin! Save me!"

    Zhang Wenliang immediately shivered with fear, crying out.

    Was Zhang Meng too crazed? I only said that much!

    This can’t just be loyalty unto death, but more like a servant willing to die for his master’s dishonor!

    Is it really worth it?!

    How much did Lu Xiaobu really pay you?

    Zhang Meng landed three punches on Li Jin, who was blocking the way by the car, and like a tiger choosing its prey, he focused on the shivering Zhang Wenliang inside the car.

    "Don’t hit me, whatever amount you want, I’ll give you! All yours!" Zhang Wenliang was filled with regret.

    At that moment, Zhang Meng’s phone rang, and he answered immediately: "Young Master, what can I do for you?"

    "Smash the car."

    Lu Xiaobu’s voice came through the phone.

    "Got it!"

    Zhang Meng immediately nodded, pinched up a fist big as a sandbag, and threw a punch at the roof of the car.

    "Bang!"

    The roof immediately caved in, forming a deep dent.

    This loud noise frightened Zhang Wenliang inside the car, causing him to hurriedly open the door on the other side and flee frantically: "Is that really necessary? Is it!? Can’t you see I’m wrong?!"

    He was immensely panicked in his heart—his car had a high safety rating, yet it was punched into a big dent. If that fist were to land on him...

    The previously aggressive Zhang Wenliang thus made a hasty retreat in panic.

    Low laughter erupted from the surrounding crowd: "That’s a slap to the face, loud and clear!"

    Lu Xiaobu, hearing the sound of the car being smashed, was suddenly taken aback: "Uh... Zhang Meng, whose car are you smashing?"

    "Zhang Wenliang’s."

    Zhang Meng was also stunned—right, Young Master probably doesn’t know about this, so why did he ask me to smash the car in the first place?

    "I told you to smash the wrong car. It’s supposed to be a LieMa X5, Liu Changlong’s car. This one I won here, and I don’t want to drive someone else’s car, so I told you to smash it," Lu Xiaobu said.

    "Uh..." Zhang Meng froze, his face flushed with embarrassment: "Young Master, I’ve caused you trouble again. I’ll go apologize."

    "Apologize for what? Since it’s smashed, might as well smash both!"

    Lu Xiaobu said indifferently: "I believe you definitely didn’t smash the car for no reason at all. Remember to use tools, don’t smash cars with your bare hands!"

    "Thank you, Young Master!" Zhang Meng said gratefully, feeling his blood boil with this unconditional trust!

    Lying on the ground, Li Jin listened to the conversation between Lu Xiaobu and Zhang Meng and saw Zhang Wenliang fleeing without looking back. A chill ran through his heart.

    Zhang, oh Zhang, you envy Coach Zhang Meng’s unwavering loyalty, but have you ever trusted me unconditionally like Young Master Bu? Sёar?h the N?velFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    A car worth over a million was smashed by mistake, and Young Master Bu didn’t even ask why, only concerned about Coach Zhang Meng’s hands.

    As for you?

    You make me resign at the slightest provocation!

    "Get up." Looking at the disheartened Li Jin on the ground, Zhang Meng extended his hand.

    "Coach, I..." Ashamed, Li Jin reached out his hand and was pulled up by Zhang Meng.

    "Take this." Zhang Meng found two iron rods, handed one to Li Jin, and pointed at Zhang Wenliang’s car: "Smash!"

    "I..." Li Jin was stunned—what did that mean?

    "In a while, I’ll talk to the Young Master, to have you follow Young Master. Young Master is kind-hearted and should agree. You are my soldier, I can’t ignore you."

    Zhang Meng’s expression was stern as marble, without a trace of emotion, yet his words were enough to make Li Jin want to cry: "Your salary definitely won’t be as high as before. If I’m not mistaken, it should be ten thousand a month. If that’s not enough, take my salary too. I don’t need the money right now."

    "Coach! That’s enough! That’s more than enough!"

    Li Jin clenched his teeth, holding back tears—he knew the coach rarely begged anyone, but this time...

    "Smash!" Zhang Meng didn’t waste words.

    "Alright!"

    Li Jin swung the iron rod and ruthlessly smashed Zhang Wenliang’s car, severing all past grudges with Zhang Wenliang in one stroke!

    From today onwards, Li Jin will follow the coach, fighting to the death for the Young Master, with loyal devotion, ready to die for his master’s honor!

    The onlookers watching this scene all shook their heads secretly.

    They were bodyguards of various wealthy young masters, and many of them were clear about the insider details.

    "Zhang Wenliang, oh Zhang Wenliang, you’ve lost face all the way to your grandma’s home this time!"

    "Yeah, he came here specifically to try to poach people from Lu Xiaobu’s turf, but not only did he fail, his own corner has been dug out by Lu Xiaobu!"

    "Tsk tsk tsk! I remember this bodyguard used to make fifty thousand a month with Zhang Wenliang, and just like that, for ten thousand a month, he let Lu Xiaobu snatch him away?"

    "I wonder if Zhang Wenliang will want to crawl into a hole when he hears this news?"

    "Look at Lu Xiaobu. Not only are his own men die-hard loyalists, he’s even picking up more die-hard warriors. You guys tell me, are you impressed or what?"

    "The prodigal Lu Xiaobu, a divine being! A god!"

    "..."

    What they didn’t know was that Zhang Wenliang was actually not far away. Watching Li Jin smash his car, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he was too ashamed to show his face and could only curse bitterly: "Li Jin! Just you wait, wait! You dare to betray me?! And you too, Lu Xiaobu! You all just wait!"

    ...

    At this moment, Zhang Meng suddenly spoke seriously to Li Jin: "Oh, right, remember, we’re not bodyguards, we’re lackeys!"

    "Huh?!"

    Li Jin’s liver jerked violently—Not bodyguards? Lackeys?!

    Coach, you’re definitely doing this on purpose, give me back my touched feelings!