The Beautiful CEO's Elite Security Guard

Chapter 45: Your IQ Is Really Something Else

“What? Goddess Kong’s boyfriend?” Everyone nearby was left speechless, because Xiang Shaofan was dressed in cheap street-stall clothes—no matter how you looked at him, he was nothing but a hick. Who was Goddess Kong? She was one of the three most beautiful women in Jianghai City. Countless wealthy young men had fought tooth and nail just to get a glimpse of her. Never mind being her boyfriend—even just meeting her for a casual meal was a dream come true for most. And yet this hick actually dared to claim he was Goddess Kong’s boyfriend? What a brazen fool! It was like a toad trying to eat swan meat—a delusional, daydreaming lunatic. Is he out of his mind? “Kid, you’ve got some nerve—say that Goddess Kong is your girlfriend again?” The captain had already noticed that Xiang Shaofan was smoking some cheap cigarettes that cost a few bucks a pack. How could Goddess Kong possibly be this guy’s girlfriend? This is clearly just him looking for a fight! “Kong Mengyi is my girlfriend, and no matter how many times I say it, it won’t change a thing. But you know what? I may not have much, but I’ve got plenty of seed. Any of you infertile bastards out there? I can give you a little of my seed for free so you can carry on your family line.” Xiang Shaofan took a deep drag on his cigarette and said it all with a calm, nonchalant expression. “Fuck! Get him! Beat this hick to a pulp!” The captain had reached his limit and immediately shouted the order. “Hmph. You want to beat me up? Don’t you know who I am?” Xiang Shaofan watched as the men charged at him, his expression turning icy. He flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, and one man was instantly burned in the face by the hot tip. However, Xiang Shaofan didn’t stop there. He flashed forward, appeared right in front of the man, and unleashed a flurry of punches. Thud! The man’s nose was instantly broken. Xiang Shaofan’s movements were swift and fluid; in no time, he had mowed down the men charging at him like a knife through vegetables, leaving them sprawled on the ground in agony. “He’s so fierce.” Seeing Xiang Shaofan take down four or five men in one go with such overwhelming power, the captain couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine. Still, this was his turf, after all. Realizing there were still dozens of people he hadn’t called in yet, he immediately regained his composure and picked up the walkie-talkie to radio them. “Was that you who tried to throw me out just now?” Xiang Shaofan said coldly, gripping the collar of a man in a black suit. “No, no, big brother, please spare me.” The man in the suit, barely touching the ground with his toes, begged for mercy with a terrified expression, glancing back at the captain from time to time. “Captain, save me!” “Not even the King of Heaven himself could save you.” Xiang Shaofan gave a sharp tug, flinging the man backward. Moments later, the sound of a thud and a scream echoed from the ground, but he didn’t even turn his head, instead striding toward the captain. “Don’t come any closer, or I won’t hold back.” The captain watched as Xiang Shaofan advanced toward him step by step, while he himself backed away in fear. “Haha, I’m coming over just to see how you’re going to be ‘unforgiving’ with me.” Xiang Shaofan rubbed his nose and said indifferently. These snobs who look down on others—how could he not teach them a lesson? “Ah, big brother, I beg for mercy! I admit you’re Goddess Kong’s boyfriend—you can get into the cocktail party without a ticket.” Having just been awed by Xiang Shaofan’s skills, the captain dared not resist now. Xiang Shaofan grabbed the captain by the collar with one hand and lifted him up. “Do you admit it or not? Goddess Kong is my girlfriend.” Xiang Shaofan said with a faint smile. “Kid, are you tired of living? Let go of the captain right now!” Just then, a booming voice rang out. Seeing a large group of people approaching him, the captain—still being held aloft by Xiang Shaofan—cried out for help in a mix of surprise and relief, “Young Master Wang, save me!” “It’s you.” Wang Gang, accompanied by seven or eight men, stormed up to the entrance with murderous intent. When he saw Xiang Shaofan holding the security captain aloft, he froze for a moment, then his rage boiled over. It was this very man who had not only left him looking like a pig’s head but had also made him a complete laughingstock in front of his colleagues. He had been itching to tear Xiang Shaofan limb from limb and drink his blood. Now, just when he’d given up hope of finding him, the opportunity had fallen into his lap—the chance for revenge had finally arrived. “Oh? I was just looking for you—and here you are?” Xiang Shaofan glared at Wang Gang. The memory of Xiao Tingting’s kidnapping sent a surge of fury through him, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. “Kid, you and that slut got away fast that night—I didn’t catch you then. But today, good things come in pairs: I’ve got you, and I’ve got that slut too. Kid, do you think the world is dark now? Do you want to die?” Wang Gang saw the man he hated most surrounded by his men. He also recalled that he’d sent men to capture that slut earlier—they must have caught her by now—and he couldn’t help but let out a wicked chuckle. “Is that so? Does that mean I should be terrified? Should I get down on my knees and beg for mercy?” Xiang Shaofan’s eyes darted about, and he suddenly said with a smile. “Hmph, need I even ask? Kid, if your method of begging for mercy amuses me, I might just let you off the hook.” Seeing Xiang Shaofan’s terrified expression, Wang Gang grew even more arrogant. “Oh, so that’s how it is. That’s perfect—my method of begging for mercy is truly unique.” Xiang Shaofan gave a faint smile and nodded as if suddenly realizing something. “Your method of begging for mercy is unique? Don’t tell me it’s that kind of thing?” The sly grin on Xiang Shaofan’s face didn’t escape Wang Gang’s notice. He perked up, his face brimming with curiosity. “Yes, yes, exactly the kind of begging you’re thinking of.” Xiang Shaofan looked at him as if he were an idiot. “With so many people here, wouldn’t you be embarrassed?” “What’s there to be embarrassed about? If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t even let them enjoy it.” “Alright, then go ahead.” At that moment, Wang Gang looked as though he were relishing the moment, waiting for Xiang Shaofan to beg him for mercy, because he was eager to witness Xiang Shaofan’s unique way of begging. “Close your eyes first. Otherwise, I’ll feel a bit embarrassed.” Xiang Shaofan looked at Wang Gang and said this with a sly grin. “Close my eyes? It really does seem like something unique.” Although Wang Gang was a bit skeptical, he still obeyed Xiang Shaofan and obediently closed his eyes. “You’re so fucking stupid!” Seeing Wang Gang close his eyes as obediently as a dog, Xiang Shaofan couldn’t help but chuckle as he walked over, raising a palm as wide as a fan. “What is he trying to do?” The people around him were just as curious as Wang Gang about Xiang Shaofan’s unique method of begging for mercy. While Wang Gang kept his eyes shut, the others stared wide-eyed. But when they saw Xiang Shaofan raise his massive hand, their curiosity only grew—what kind of unique begging method required raising a hand like that? “Smack!” A sharp crack rang out. “Is this the unique way to beg for mercy?” The people around them were stunned to see Xiang Shaofan slap Wang Gang hard across the face. They seemed unable to process it—wasn’t Xiang Shaofan supposed to be begging Wang Gang for mercy? Why was he slapping Wang Gang instead? Wang Gang wields immense power in Jianghai City; he can bully whoever he pleases. To actually slap him in the face—isn’t that asking for trouble? “Which son of a bitch just hit me?” Wang Gang had originally closed his eyes, quietly waiting for Xiang Shaofan to beg for mercy. But instead of an apology, he received a stinging slap. Raging with fury, he snapped his eyes open and roared. “I don’t think any son of a bitch hit you,” Xiang Shaofan said, struggling to suppress a smile. “I’m your grandpa, so no son of a bitch hit you!” “Is it this kid? I didn’t see him a moment ago, and now he’s suddenly right next to you.” Xiang Shaofan pointed at a man standing beside Wang Gang and barked coldly, causing the man to tremble uncontrollably. “Bro, you can’t be serious—you’re setting him up like this.” “Forget it. Deal with him later when we get back. Close your eyes now.” Xiang Shaofan shook his head and urged him. “Fine, I’ll settle the score with you later!” Wang Gang shot a fierce glare at the man beside him, then closed his eyes again. Sigh... With an IQ like that, I’m really worried about you. Watching Wang Gang with his eyes closed, Xiang Shaofan shook his head silently, suddenly wondering if he was being too mean—after all, bullying a mentally challenged child isn’t exactly ethical. “Something feels off here.” A man standing nearby saw Wang Gang slowly close his eyes again and couldn’t help but voice his concern. But no sooner had he spoken than a man next to him slapped him on the head. “You idiot, what’s wrong with it? There are so many of us here—how could he possibly cause trouble? Don’t make a fuss. I’m waiting to see his unique way of begging for mercy. It’s probably that kind of thing… hehe…” The man who’d been hit rubbed his head in frustration and muttered, “Aren’t you the new guy here?” “Good brother!” Xiang Shaofan turned to glance at the man and gave him a thumbs-up. You must really be your master’s type, huh? After all, you two are on the same intellectual level! The man puffed out his chest and glared defiantly at Xiang Shaofan, making Xiang Shaofan almost burst out laughing. Immediately, Xiang Shaofan swung his palm, which was as wide as a fan, and—amid the astonished stares of those around him—slammed it hard into Wang Gang’s face. “Smack!” “Ah!” A loud, crisp sound and a scream followed immediately. Not only was Wang Gang sent flying to one side by the blow, but his mouth snapped open in an instant, and several bloody teeth flew out, clattering onto the floor before he could react. “Wasn’t this guy begging Brother Wang for mercy? Why is he slapping him over and over again?” “Damn! I knew something was off!” The onlookers watched in utter shock as Xiang Shaofan delivered another heavy slap to Wang Gang, not only knocking him to the ground but also knocking out several of his teeth. They stood frozen in place, speechless and wide-eyed. “Fuck you, you little shit! Was that slap just now from you?” Wang Gang, lying on the ground, finally snapped out of it. He lay there screaming in agony, clutching his face, and glared at Xiang Shaofan with eyes blazing with rage as he demanded an answer. “Yeah, I did.” Xiang Shaofan nodded honestly, while thinking to himself: Finally figured it out. Your IQ really is just about enough. \+ Our official mobile reader app is now available! Updated daily with a massive selection of new novels, the app is compact to save data, ad-free, and makes finding novels easier. Follow our We Chat official account jiakonglishi (hold for three seconds to copy) to download the mobile app!