Chapter 415 — Stop Them

"Excellent!" Fan Ce was delighted to hear that Niu Zhadan had a plan. "Their car is an Audi A8L, license plate Song BK9999. In a little while I'll figure out a way to hold their car up for a bit, then lead them over to your place."

"Got it," Niu Zhadan answered. "Give me a call when you're almost there. I'll scatter the iron spikes."

"There's one more thing I'd like your help with, Brother Zhadan!" Fan Ce said after a moment's hesitation.

"What is it? Just say the word!" Niu Zhadan agreed without a second thought.

"The man in the car is the one I asked you to block for me last time. And the woman in the car—she's the one I like…" Fan Ce said. "Brother Zhadan, is there any way you can think of that would bring the two of us together?"

"You want to stage a hero-saving-the-beauty routine?" Niu Zhadan asked. "No problem at all—that's my specialty! When the time comes, we'll rough up that man of hers, then make as if we're going to insult the woman. You'll step forward, and I'll have my men play along with you! Then you'll knock my boys down in no time flat—unleash your mighty powers, save the woman, and maybe she'll give herself to you in gratitude!"

"Is that so…" Fan Ce was rather taken with Niu Zhadan's proposal, but tempted as he was, wasn't the whole thing a bit too fake? Those thugs—never mind that Yang Ce had a driver, Little Wang, on his side; even without Little Wang, Yang Duoji and Zhao Ying together couldn't beat those thugs. Could he, all by himself, unleash his mighty powers and defeat them? Was that even possible?

Besides, he had just been given a beating by Little Wang. He obviously had no fighting skill whatsoever—how could he possibly beat those thugs? The whole thing would fall apart on the spot. Zhao Ying wouldn't just refuse to give herself to him; she'd be utterly contemptuous of him…

At that thought, Fan Ce said, "Forget it, Brother Zhadan. That's too fake. There's no way I could beat your men by myself. The last thing I want is to lose the hen and the rice with it—make things even worse!"

"You've got a point, but other than that, I can't think of any other good ideas!" Niu Zhadan was an uneducated man. This was the only method he could come up with, and he had nothing better.

"Let me think… Mm, how about this!" Fan Ce's eyes darted about as a nasty idea came to him. "When the time comes, puncture my tires too. Then we'll all go to your place to get them patched. You pretend you don't know me—I'm a victim too… and then, well, you know…"

Fan Ce told Niu Zhadan his plan, snickering to himself all the while. He really was a genius—what a brilliant scheme. He had been worried that following too closely would give him away to Chen Shutang, but that was just a needless worry. Chen Shutang was on the big coach; there was no way he'd be constantly turning around to look at the cars behind him.

Still, keeping a little distance put both Yang Ce and Zhao Ying more at ease.

"All right." Little Wang didn't ask any questions; he simply nodded and agreed.

Only when the cars had mostly set off did Little Wang start the engine and follow at the very tail of the convoy. He already knew the way to the Donghai Sea Bright Moon Resort, so he wasn't worried about getting lost. Even if he couldn't keep up, it wouldn't be a problem.

What's more, among the cars in the convoy, Little Wang's vehicle was one of the best in performance—there was no chance of losing the others.

Fan Ce had been wondering how to get Yang Juehuan's car to move to the back of the convoy. Only at the very end of the convoy could his plan be carried out. Otherwise, once Brother Zhadan scattered the iron spikes, it wouldn't just be Yang Juehuan's car that got a flat—an entire row of cars would, and then his plan would be difficult to pull off.

But now, Fan Ce saw Yang Juehuan's car actually drive of its own accord to the very back of the convoy. He was overjoyed—Heaven itself was helping him! He hadn't been able to think of a way, and here Yang Ce had gone and put himself at the very rear. Now he wouldn't have to exert himself at all; he could leave Yang Juehuan's car at Brother Zhadan's repair shop with hardly any effort.

At that thought, Fan Ce couldn't help but whistle cheerfully. Yang Ce, oh Yang Ce, man proposes but Heaven disposes! He didn't know why you'd driven to the back of the convoy, but there was no need to know. All he needed to know was that Brother Zhadan would beat you so badly you wouldn't be able to get out of bed for half a month, and that Zhao Ying was about to become his woman. That was enough!

Yang Duoran had no idea of Fan Ce's plan, but even if he had known, he would have laughed it off—because in Yang Ce's eyes, Fan Ce's plan was nothing but an idiotic scheme.

The car drove along the road. Little Wang's driving was steady, following the convoy ahead at just the right distance—close enough not to fall behind, but never overtaking the cars in front.

"Yang Ce, Mengyan just invited me to go to an event with her tonight…" Zhao Ying suddenly remembered that Chen Shutang had asked her to go out that evening.

"Oh?" Yang Duoran didn't much want Zhao Ying to go see Chen Shutang at this moment. Under the circumstances, it was best not to meet if she could avoid it—after all, every time he and Zhao Ying appeared together, there was that much more risk of giving themselves away.

"Sister Ying, make some excuse and decline. It's better not to go. I'm afraid that if you do, it'll bring unnecessary trouble!" Yang Ce said after a moment's hesitation.

"That's what I was thinking too…" Zhao Ying nodded. "But if I get through tonight, there's still tomorrow. I'm afraid Mengyan will come looking for me again…"