Chapter 742, Ye Yuan Risks His Life (3)

He staggered a bit, the man in black almost knocked his forehead on the steering wheel as he lurched forward.

Having no other choice, the man in black temporarily stopped the car, turned around, and smashed a fist into Mo Chen’s face, "You’re asking for death."

Anyway, the old man had given the order, as long as he kept one alive to bring back, that would do.

"Hiss."

Intense pain spread across his entire jaw, Mo Chen couldn’t help but groan in agony, feeling as if his jawbone was about to shatter.

So painful.

The corner of his mouth split open, a noticeable bruise forming.

The man in black let go, throwing him onto the seat.

"Behave, or I’ll beat you to death," he threatened ominously.

Before his words fell, the rear of the car was suddenly hit.

"Bang——"

The thunderous noise echoed in the garage, causing Mo Chen to cover his ears involuntarily.

The man in black staggered, lifted his eyes to see the person who had hit his car, his face dark as ink hidden behind a mask.

If he dragged it out any longer, and if people came, it would be even harder for him to take someone away.

Without hesitation, the man in black sat back in the driver’s seat and started the car methodically, driving toward the exit of the garage.

Thinking of escaping?

It wouldn’t be so easy.

Ye Yuan quickly cut the corner and blocked the exit ahead of him.

"Screech——"

The tires rubbed against the ground, emitting a piercing noise.

Suddenly braking, propelled by inertia, the man in black lurched forward, his mask knocked off his face.

Years of wearing a mask resulted in his skin being sickly pale, even the color of his lips was an abnormal blackish-purple.

Mo Chen straightened up, clearly seeing the man’s face through the rearview mirror, and he showed a look of astonishment.

"Wang Shuo?"

Having seen Wang Shuo’s photos from Ye Jiuliang, even though the man’s skin color was significantly different, Mo Chen recognized the man in black’s identity at a glance.

Identified, Wang Shuo’s hand froze while picking up the mask, his icy gaze shooting towards Mo Chen.

"You’re Wang Shuo?" Mo Chen was startled by his ferocious gaze, then quickly reacted, pleadingly saying, "Wang Shuo, don’t be used by my grandfather, it was my grandfather who erased your memory, do you still remember Ye Jiuliang? She is the one who saved your life, she has been looking for you for a long time."

Wang Shuo ignored him, giving him a cold glance as a warning, "Stay put."

After speaking, he turned his head, saw the car blocking the exit, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.

He started the car and rammed it hard against the other.

"Stop, you’re insane," Mo Chen called out urgently, seeing his action.

Ye Yuan’s narrow eyes narrowed slightly, watching the approaching car without dodging; instead, he drove his car to meet it head-on.

One black, one white, just centimeters apart from collision.

Crazy.

The man in black cursed, jerked the steering wheel reflexively, avoiding the oncoming car.

The car’s front veered and directly hit the barrier.

"Bang——"

Not wearing a seatbelt, Mo Chen couldn’t avoid suffering from this impact.

His body rolled off the seat, his head knocking against the seat, and in an instant, his head felt dizzy, and it seemed like many stars were whirling in front of his eyes.

On the other side, Ye Yuan braked, his complexion turned slightly pale.

The dizziness that had disappeared for days struck again, everything in front of him shaking.

He shook his head vigorously, struggling to remain conscious.

The fight had to be quick, otherwise, he feared he wouldn’t last much longer.

"What’s happening?"

"Who knocked down the barrier?"

"What happened, was there a car accident?"

Hearing the commotion in the garage, security guards and passersby all rushed over.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger, with some of them moving closer to their car.

Seeing people coming, Mo Chen heaved a sigh of relief and took out his phone to threaten, "I’ve already dialed Sister Ajiu’s number, if you don’t leave now you won’t have the time to escape. You won’t be able to save your own life."

"Thump thump—"

Someone knocked on the car window, and Wang Shuo reacted quickly, holding a dagger to Mo Chen’s neck, signaling him to stay quiet.

He glanced at the car window and noticed the number of onlookers increasing.

What he dreaded the most was Ye Yuan, a tough and formidable opponent.

Wang Shuo’s eyes darkened, as he grabbed Mo Chen’s collar, "Old Master Mo has given the order to catch you and bring you back, you won’t be so lucky next time."

After speaking, he opened the car door, grabbed his collar, and threw him out.

Outside, the crowd was still confused. Seeing the young man being thrown out of the car, they were startled.

Before they could react, the sound of a slamming door was heard.

"Bang—"

The engine roared to life, and the black sedan shot out like an arrow released from its bow.

In just a puff of smoke, the car vanished from sight.

Seeing the man in black leave, Ye Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, his consciousness gradually becoming blurry.

His body went limp, and he knocked his head on the steering wheel, becoming unconscious.

"Are you okay?" A passerby helped Mo Chen up and asked warmly.

Mo Chen thanked him and, ignoring the pain in his body, he hastily ran back to Ye Yuan’s car.

"Dad."

The car window was half-open, and seeing the person on the driver’s seat not moving, he felt a bad premonition.

"Dad."

He leaned into the car window and pushed Ye Yuan, seeing his tightly closed eyes, his face showed panic.

How could this happen?

"Dad."

He called out several times, but Ye Yuan still did not respond.

Mo Chen realized something was wrong and quickly found his phone to call Ye Jiuliang.

While waiting for the call to be answered, he opened the car door and reached his fingers towards Ye Yuan’s nose.

His breath was slightly erratic, and Mo Chen felt both nervous and relieved at the same time.

Soon after, someone answered the phone on the other end.

"Mo Chen." The cool voice came with a unique tone, lazy-sounding.

"Sister Ajiu, come quickly, we were attacked in the shopping center’s garage, Dad has fainted." Hearing her voice, Mo Chen felt like he had found a lifeline.

On the other end of the phone, Ye Jiuliang had just walked into the restaurant when she heard that Ye Yuan had fainted. The smile on her face instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Send me the address."

After hanging up, she turned her head towards Li Mochan, "My dad and Mo Chen have been attacked..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Li Mochan understood, "Let’s go."

Having just entered the restaurant, the two hurriedly left again.

On the way, Ye Jiuliang made a call to Mo Chen to understand the situation.

"Mo Chen, don’t panic, check if Dad has a medicine bottle on him, and give him one pill to take."

Previously, Mo Yu had given their father too many Bancou Grass pills, and now she could only gradually eliminate the toxicity of the Bancou Grass with medication. Therefore, she specially made some pills for him to take whenever he felt unwell.

"Okay." On the other end of the phone, Mo Chen was flustered and at a loss. Hearing Ye Jiuliang’s words, he calmed down slightly.

He reached into Ye Yuan’s pocket and found a small medicine bottle inside the jacket.

Unscrewing the cap, he poured out a pill and then stuffed it into Ye Yuan’s mouth.

"Here’s water for you." A security guard also helped by passing over a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you." Mo Chen said his thanks, eagerly took the mineral water, placed the bottle to Ye Yuan’s lips, and managed to pour some water into his mouth.