The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed

Long Ying had wanted to do this for a long time, but due to the cooperation of the project, he thought that Long Gui had feelings for Fu Jiuxiao, so he could only wait for Long Zhan to say something.

He said with hatred, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Long Zhan raised his head and looked at him gloomily, smiling disdainfully. "Does that young man thinks he can destroy me and the Long family with these things? He is too naive."

"What if he dies, the Fu family disappears, and all the evidence is destroyed?"

Not only did he want to kill Fu Jiuxiao, but he also wanted to kill everyone related to Fu Jiuxiao.

Long Ying promised Long Zhan, "I will do it now."

Long Zhan waved his hand, indicating for Long Ying to leave.

He reached out to pick up the teacup on the table and suddenly threw it to the ground. He covered his heart and coughed desperately.

This damn Fu Jiuxiao.

Long Ying was very cautious. He did not arrange any more bodyguards for the Long family. Instead, he hired an assassin to kill Fu Jiuxiao.

From finding the right assassin to locating Fu Jiuxiao, it only took him one hour.

With money, he could do anything.

When Long Ying received the news, he said that Fu Jiuxiao was going to pick up Jiang Li from school personally and needed to cross the River Bridge. He laughed mockingly. "You've already chosen the place to die."

'Kill the person, throw him into the river, and kill them all.'

According to the plan, the assassins had already set up an ambush near the bridge before dark.

They would blow up the tires of the car, crash Fu Jiuxiao's car into the river, and make it look like an accident.

This was too easy for them.

Everything was ready.

They were just waiting for Fu Jiuxiao's car to appear.

Fu Jiuxiao sat in the back seat and did not raise his head. He said calmly, "If there's danger, you can leave first."

The man in charge of driving sat up straight and asked in a cold voice, "How can talk about life and death so easily?"

Fu Jiuxiao leaned against the back of the chair. Just as Fu Jiuxiao was about to answer him, his gaze turned cold as he reminded, "Captain Yan, be careful. Something is missing in the front car."

It was Yan Zheng who was sitting in the driver's seat and was in charge of bringing Fu Jiuxiao to Jing University.

He noticed that the car in front did not just throw a small thing, it was a nail.

Yan Zheng turned the steering wheel, but he did not have time to change the direction, so he directly drove on the nail.

The tire quickly deflated.

The rear car immediately caught up and crashed into the back of the car. It stepped on the accelerator and pushed Fu Jiuxiao's car toward the bridge by the river.

It was too ruthless!

Fu Jiuxiao seized the opportunity, pushed open the car door, and jumped out of the car.

Yan Zheng smashed the steering wheel and cursed. He also jumped out of the car and rolled on the ground twice. Before he could get up, he was punched twice.

Fu Jiuxiao was also attacked by two people. He took two steps back neatly and grabbed the collar of one of the assassins to block in front of him.

This assassin became his shield.

"Fu Jiuxiao, hold on a little longer," Yan Zheng shouted at Fu Jiuxiao.

Fu Jiuxiao was very stable, and he was no weaker than two professional assassins. Instead, he snatched the weapons from their hands.

When he saw the dagger he snatched, he asked in surprise, "Why are you holding a dagger? Don't you have a gun? I'm wearing a bulletproof vest."

How could the assassins not understand what Fu Jiuxiao meant? Fu Jiuxiao had already guessed that the Long family would send someone to kill him, so he was waiting here.

They were assassins, but they were also idiots who had been schemed against.

Yan Zheng was even more powerful.

His skills were far more agile than the assassins', and his movements were more professional. He effortlessly broke the assassins' arms. Hearing the other party's screams, he strode toward Fu Jiuxiao.

Fu Jiuxiao's gaze was cold as he shouted loudly, "When will your people arrive?"

The rest of the assassins ignored Fu Jiuxiao and the bystanders. They only wanted to kill Fu Jiuxiao.

Fu Jiuxiao went up to four people by himself and was forced to the railing by the river. When he saw one of the assassins take out a kitchen knife and slashed it toward his head without hesitation.

Fu Jiuxiao jumped up swiftly as if he was going to jump over the railing and into the river.

Before the assassins could react, he jumped back and grabbed the assassin's knife with a backhand.

The police also rushed over at this time, swarming over and pinning the assassins to the ground.

One of the assassins raised his head with great effort and looked at Fu Jiuxiao with gritted teeth. "Weren't you disabled before?"

"Why were you so good at fighting?"

Fu Jiuxiao just looked at him. "People always need to exercise."

Yan Zheng grabbed another assassin by the collar and threw the assassin in front of his colleagues. He said in a deep voice, "Take them all back for interrogation."

He turned back to Fu Jiuxiao. "I'll have to trouble you to follow me to record a statement."

At the same time, they all heard Jiang Li's voice.

Fu Jiuxiao followed the voice and saw Jiang Li rushing over.

He quickly reached out and hugged Jiang Li. "Don't be afraid, this is all part of the plan."

The only oversight was that the colleague Yan Zheng had arranged came too slowly.

He was about to jump into the river.

Yan Zheng rubbed his nose, turned his head, and shouted again, "Evacuate the crowd, restore the traffic, and then..."

Jiang Li shouted in horror again, "Xiao, you're hurt."