Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 369: Dabao has a fever of 351 degrees.

Chapter 369: Dabao has a fever of 351 degrees.

"They’re here to extort money."

Xiaofeng smiled calmly, "How much are you talking about?"

One of them tried to open the back door, thinking of getting in, but after pulling a few times, he found that the door was locked.

"You are so wealthy, you should at least give us two to three thousand to start with," said the youth in red, cracking his wrist. "Let me tell you straight, today you have to pay whether you want to or not. If you don’t, we can assure you, you’ll definitely not be able to leave Xiaojiang City."

For a woman, and moreover a single woman, they had countless ways to deal with her, unafraid that she would not be intimidated.

"Is that so?" Xiaofeng’s voice trailed, "But I don’t have that much money on me right now."

"Open the door," the man in the red coat said sternly, "Let us in the car, take us to a place."

This place, bustling with people, was definitely not the place to talk.

They had observed this woman several times; she didn’t come here often, only occasionally, and didn’t stay long, just a few hours before leaving, then she would drive straight away.

If not for this, they wouldn’t have come here to block her.

"Do you think I’m that stupid to let you in the car and then let you threaten me?" Xiaofeng smirked.

"You have to open it whether you want to or not," the youth behind him took out a string of large firecrackers. "If you don’t open the door, see what this is? We’ll throw it in front of you and blow your car to the sky."

Xiaofeng saw the large firecrackers in their hands, her mouth twitched.

Indeed, they were a group of utterly ruthless people, if they invited politely, wouldn’t it be somewhat rude not to go?

"Open the door," the three men saw her expression soften and commanded.

If it were another day, Xiaofeng would surely tease them, but not today. Her eldest son was sick, and she needed to check on him.

With a fearful look towards the three men: "You can get in my car, but you have to assure me, you won’t hurt me."

"Don’t worry, we just want the money."

"Then get in," Xiaofeng’s foot was already on the accelerator.

Upon hearing this, the three men knew their threat had worked, secretly thinking a woman is indeed a woman, scared into submission.

The red-coated man gave a signal to the other two, suggesting they go first, he would follow last.

The other two got the hint, one moved to the passenger side, about to pull the door, Xiaofeng suddenly pressed the accelerator hard, and the car shot out like a plane.

The man in the front still in the motion of pulling the door, watched the car speed off, somewhat in disbelief.

"This bitch," said the man in red holding the firecrackers, cursing, "She sure ran fast. If she had been a bit slower, I would have blown her up."

Damn, such a cunning woman.

"What do we do now that today’s action failed?" They didn’t get the money and even let the person escape.

"What can we do, go back and tell the truth." If not this time, then another.

Just a woman, there was never a time they couldn’t handle, he didn’t believe it.

...

"What, she escaped." A young man with braids sat in a lounge chair, lazily holding a cigarette, his face looking sinister. On closer look, you could see a scar near his eye, probably from an injury in his childhood.

"Master Hou," in front of the young man stood the same three men who had confronted Xiaofeng, each with a smile plastered on their faces, "That woman is too cunning, and she wasn’t scared of us at all."

"Useless," the man called Master Hou spat, "Didn’t you say, after watching her a long time, not only is she wealthy, she’s also a young woman with no means of self-defense, and now you say she’s too cunning."

"Master Hou," the red-coated man continued to smile awkwardly, "don’t worry, next time she comes, we will surely find a way to get money from her."

"It just so happens I’ve been feeling itchy lately, give me her photo, I’ll play with her," the man known as Master Hou stubbed out his cigarette, turned around, and looked straight at his underlings.

The man in front had a somewhat fierce gaze, his complexion slightly dark, and each motion carried a bit of ruthlessness.

"Brother Hou, no need, no need, we can handle it, just a little woman, no need for you to bother personally," the red-coated man thought Master Hou doubted their capability, of course, he declined.

There’s a saying in the underworld, Master Hou never takes action lightly, but when he does, it’s shocking.

Master Hou taking action against a mere woman was an overkill, not worth it.

...

Xiaofeng truly had no time to play their robbery games, her Dabao had a fever, and she needed to rush back, driving almost at full throttle all the way.

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