School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master

Chapter 307: Chapter 349: No Limit to Integrity

”How could this... this... happen...”

The gunman clutched the gun in his hand tightly and stared deathly at Chen Nan, unwilling to close his eyes in death.

He couldn’t understand to his dying breath; the opponent clearly had no gun in hand. What had killed him?

At the same time, drivers and gunmen in three other cars suffered the same fate, with their brains pierced by Chen Nan’s darts, leaving thumb-sized holes in their foreheads.

After throwing the darts in his hand, Chen Nan once again slammed down on the accelerator. He turned the steering wheel hard to the right; the tires screeched violently against the ground as the car swerved around and sped off into the distance.

However, just then—

”Boom!”

A loud explosion resounded; a bundle of detonators flew in, exploding on the road beside Chen Nan’s car, the violent blast almost flipping the vehicle over.

Behind him, strong enemies still lurked!

”Damn it, not again!”

Chen Nan hastily glanced at the rearview mirror, only to see a Ferrari racing up from behind at high speed.

Without doubt, that detonator had been launched from that car, though it had missed its mark slightly.

Chen Nan felt a bad premonition. The acceleration of Qin Yixuan’s Sagitar was decent, but compared to that multimillion-dollar Ferrari, it was no better than a slow-moving bullock cart.

At such a close distance, if another detonator was thrown from behind, it would be the end of them.

With the windshield already shattered, Chen Nan glanced at the rearview mirror and without a moment’s hesitation, leapt out the front window. He kicked fiercely off the hood, rocketing over ten feet into the air, executed a spin, and landed on the roadside.

Just as Chen Nan jumped out, a detonator whizzed over the roof and fell on the road ahead of the car.

The moment it exploded, the car raced right over the detonator. With a thunderous ”boom” louder than a spring thunderstorm, flames rolled, and a hot blast swept all around. The Sagitar was blown into the air, scattering countless shards to the ground.

”Hiss-hiss!”

Sparks flickered; Chen Nan had barely landed when several bullets whizzed towards him.

Chen Nan’s speed was astonishing; he darted sideways, dodging the bullets.

Meanwhile, the Ferrari that had been pursuing Chen Nan also stopped about a hundred meters away. Two people leaned out from the windows, one holding a light machine gun and the other clutching a rifle, aiming directly at Chen Nan.

”Tat-tat-tat...”

The machine gun rattled nonstop, its bullets flying like locusts.

”Bang...”

The gunman in the passenger seat also fired, the bullet speeding towards Chen Nan’s forehead like a meteor.

Chen Nan dodged swiftly, tilting his head slightly and easily avoiding the bullets before pulling out another dart, eyeing the enemy’s car.

”Go to hell!”

Chen Nan cursed loudly, channeling Inner Strength into the dart, which emitted a fierce white light as if ignited. With a flick of his wrist, the dart, trailing a long shadow like a Light Arrow, instantly flew towards the enemy’s Ferrari.

The dart, infused with Chen Nan’s Inner Strength, had a penetration force several times stronger than a rifle.

Only a metallic ”clang” was heard as the dart pierced through the steel car shell, sparking, and blasting into the fuel tank.

”Boom!”

In an instant, a violent explosion shook Heaven and Earth, rivaling the earlier detonator in force.

The fuel tank exploded, sending flames shooting out in all directions. The entire car, and its surroundings, burst into fierce, towering flames, smoke billowing like ancient beacon fires.

As for the two enemies, they were completely incinerated into roasted pigs, dead beyond dead.

”Fucking hell.”

Watching the blazing Ferrari, Chen Nan took out his phone and dialed Poison Wolf’s number.

...

Around 11:30 that night, Chen Nan returned home.

...

The next morning, still dreaming of playing chess with Zhou Gong, Chen Nan was woken by a series of ”bang-bang-bang” knocks at the door.

”Qingqing, stop making noise; it’s Saturday, no class today,”

Chen Nan muttered groggily, rolling over to continue sleeping soundly on his bed, but the knocking persisted relentlessly, non-stop yet silent.

Finally, annoyed, Chen Nan sat up abruptly.

”Who the hell is so indecent, not letting people sleep early in the morning?”

Muttering curses, Chen Nan already suspected someone—Eastern Yun Fei; he had offended her last night, and it was highly likely she was playing a prank now.

”Eastern Spoiled Fei, stop it or I’ll really thump you!”

Chen Nan threatened before covering his ears with the blanket, planning to go back to sleep, but the knocking still didn’t stop.

Two minutes later!

The knocking continued; Chen Nan couldn’t bear it anymore and jumped out of bed, rushing towards the door.

”Eastern Spoiled Fei, are you asking for a beating, insisting on being a nuisance...”

Chen Nan was mid-curse when he suddenly froze. The person standing outside wasn’t Eastern Yun Fei, but someone he wouldn’t dare to scold—his homeroom teacher, Lan Yuqin.

What’s she doing here again?

Chen Nan was a bit puzzled; logically, the matter with Jiang Xiaomi had been cleared up, and he hadn’t messed up anything else, so there was no reason for Lan Yuqin to be troubling him.

”Teacher, how... how is it you?” Chen Nan chuckled sheepishly: ”What brings you here so early in the morning?”

”You sure can sleep; the sun’s already shining on your butt, and you’re still in bed.” Lan Yuqin glanced at Chen Nan and said, ”I’m naturally here for you. Hurry and change your clothes, come with me.”