A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 744 Must Not Be Hit

"No wonder what?" Wang Dakeng asked with a smile.

"No wonder you said you were neither smart nor stupid, I see." He said it very seriously, but with a strong sense of provocation.

"Kid, you'd better give up your lousy ideas! I'm going to the restroom, just tell me what you want." With that, he quickly walked away.

This kid is smart enough to know that Chao Bufan's next words will definitely be something shocking.

"Wow! You run faster than a rabbit," Chao Bufan laughed.

……

An hour later, Zhou Weihua and the others returned.

"We're back."

"What's going on?" Ge Dawei asked them.

"Of course—everything went smoothly!" Zhang Yi said.

"Then tell me the situation!" Wang Dakeng said.

So Yang Qin became the commentator. "Yu Wenyan is not only Mo Lang's mistress, but also his confidante who is in charge of 'disguising' her way in and out of China. Every time Mo Lang returns to China, he appears under a different identity. Although Yu Wenyan was unaware of the 'A8 incident,' we still obtained some relevant information from her."

"GOOD! Now, let me announce the rules of the game!" With Chao Bufan's words, everyone immediately gathered around.

"First, let me 'play' a little interlude. I hereby solemnly declare: In order to ensure the consistency and integrity of any future plans, I have decided that the eight of us will form a group codenamed 'Chopin Nocturnes'."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Weihua immediately asked, "Bufan, who will be the group leader?"

Chao Bufan gave Zhou Weihua a straight-line smile. "How about I be yours?"

Zhou Weihua shrugged and said, "Never mind, I didn't ask."

"From now on, I will be the leader of the 'Chopin Nocturnes' group, your boss. Da Keng will be the deputy leader, and everyone else will be a member of the group without any objections. Does anyone have any objections?" Chao Bufan acted like a boss, naturally designating himself as the head of the "Chopin Nocturnes" group.

"No objections." The motion passed unanimously.

"Alright, next are the rules of the game. Based on the information we have, we can..."

Because of the urgency of the situation, Chao Bufan didn't make things difficult for everyone this time. He simply beckoned with his index finger, signaling everyone to come closer to him, and secretly gave them instructions.

In no time, a chillingly evil expression appeared on the faces of everyone in the "Chopin Nocturne" group.

"The general rules of the game are as I just mentioned. We'll see how things go once we get to America," Chao Bufan said casually, then turned his gaze to Ge Dawei, his face darkening with deep sorrow. "Dawei, there's something I have to tell you. Your grandfather..."

Ge Dawei had never seen Chao Bufan with such an expression before, especially since he spoke at such a precise moment. Ge Dawei's heart tightened. "What happened to my grandfather?"

"He...he..." Chao Bufan stammered, looking extremely heartbroken, and the others also looked grim.

"Bufan, tell me quickly! What happened to my grandfather?" Ge Dawei asked anxiously.

"Sigh!" Chao Bufan sighed and said, "Grandpa Tian is probably furious at home right now!"

"Uh!" Ge Dawei was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and grabbed Chao Bufan by the collar. "Tell me, what did you do to him?"

"Dawei, do you really want to hear it?" Chao Bufan asked with a smile, without even moving an inch.

"Nonsense, just say it!" Ge Dawei said, looking "impatient," but he didn't seem really angry at all.

"Alright! You insisted that I say this. Actually, we didn't do anything. We just secretly 'borrowed' your grandfather's private car in your name."

"Uh!" Ge Dawei exclaimed in surprise, then roared angrily, "You brat, that helicopter is my grandfather's prized possession. Not even my uncles and the others are allowed to touch it, let alone me! You..."

"Don't get so angry! We've already borrowed it, we can just return it after we're done using it. Besides, we had no choice, it's all for the sake of this game," Chao Bufan said calmly with a smile.

"You brat, do you believe I'll beat you up?" Ge Dawei clenched his fists and swaggered in front of Chao Bufan.

"Look, look! I told you not to get so angry!" Chao Bufan laughed, completely unconcerned.

Looking at Chao Bufan's confident demeanor, Ge Dawei was truly at a loss for words. "Don't think I'm really reluctant to hit you. Let me tell you, you've really angered me this time—"

Even he himself felt that his words lacked intimidation and persuasiveness, which made him feel a little discouraged. Was he destined to be helpless against this hateful brat?

Chao Bufan did make a move. He first sighed softly, and then said something shocking: "Hey! I won't object to you beating me up! But you have to be careful, lest you use too much force and accidentally knock out some part of my memory. Then the game won't be fun anymore!" After saying that, he put on a gentle and amiable smile.

"You..." He should have said that, because after he said that, Ge Dawei became even angrier, and his fist accelerated towards his face... no! He changed course and swung it towards his abdomen, avoiding that "ideal face" that he felt so sorry for.

"Stop! Brother Dawei, you can't hit him, you can't hit him!" Fortunately, a few good friends who were "watching" from the sidelines had a sudden change of heart and rushed over to "protect the market" at the last moment.

Just as Ge Dawei's fist was about to strike Chao Bufan's abdomen, Wang Dakeng intervened in time to block it.

Zhou Weihua and Wang Zi worked seamlessly together to restrain Ge Dawei, pulling him away to maintain a safe distance. "Dawei, don't be impulsive! Impulsiveness is the devil!"

The three girls, naturally and with beaming smiles, faced the audience.

Don't assume they're really that loyal; these four friends who stepped in to "smooth things over" are all thinking the same thing right now—

Actually, Ge Dawei wasn't really angry; he was just doing it for fun. "You brat, if they hadn't pulled me away quickly, I would have made you yell for three days and three nights after that punch."

Chao Bufan wore a gentle, harmless smile—the kind that's absolutely hilarious. "I'm telling you, Dawei, given how much Grandpa Tian spoils you, I don't think he'll blame you!"

Ge Dawei said irritably, "He's not your grandfather, of course you'd say that. You brat, tell me, how did you get your hands on him?" Although his tone carried a hint of reproach, excitement was clearly the majority.