Chapter 28: Fu Zhengnan Uses a Gun?

Sure enough, in the next moment, Fu Zhengnan spoke calmly, “It seems President Wang still hasn’t thoroughly studied the proposal.”

He cast a condescending glance at President Wang, as if issuing a warning.

Brushing off an almost invisible speck of dust from his suit, he stood up and left the poker table.

President Wang was stunned—how had the situation suddenly taken such a turn?

Just moments ago, they had been chatting pleasantly.

“Assistant Zhang? What does President Fu mean by this?”

Assistant Zhang gave a polite nod and collected the proposal from the table. “President Wang, we can discuss cooperation another time if the opportunity arises.”

President Wang found himself publicly humiliated.

Everyone present was shrewd and perceptive. As he noticed the surrounding business competitors watching with amusement, his hatred for Fu Zhengnan deepened.

“Don’t let me find a weakness in the Fu Corporation.”

Otherwise, he would make sure to reclaim his dignity from today’s disgrace.

—

Swiping his keycard to enter the suite, Fu Zhengnan paused as he gripped the door handle.

Tilting his head slightly, he glanced behind him.

The long corridor ahead was empty, stretching to its end. However, a door in the distance was slightly ajar, and through the narrow gap, a faint red dot of light shone through.

Fu Zhengnan, without any change in expression, sent a message to Lu Jianan.

Closing his room door, he walked toward the other end of the corridor.

“Where is he going?”

Inside another room, where they had been lying in wait for a long time, Gou San (Dog Three) was puzzled.

“Stop asking questions! Hurry and inform the boss that the plan has changed. Master Bai has given a kill order—tonight, that rich second-generation heir must be crippled, and we need to take his phone.”

“What’s on the phone? Isn’t it enough just to take him down? Why do we need the phone?”

“Ugh, just do as you’re told!”

Following the corridor’s staircase, Fu Zhengnan arrived at the cruise ship’s topmost deck.

An entirely open platform.

He connected a call with Lu Jianan.

“I’ve shared my location. Send a helicopter over.”

Lu Jianan sensed something was off and immediately made arrangements. “Weren’t you supposed to be in L Country? The arms deal didn’t go through?”

Fu Zhengnan walked to the railing and scanned the entrance points—there was no one for now.

“They’re not from L Country. The guns they’re using aren’t common there.”

L Country didn’t ban firearms, and the market had a variety of models, but only a few were widely used.

Lu Jianan clicked his tongue.

“Brother, with so many people wanting your life, don’t you think you should reflect on whether there’s something wrong with your way of doing things?”

A noise came from behind.

Fu Zhengnan ended the call, turned to a cover point, and loaded his Desert Eagle.

From the sound of the footsteps, there were four or five people.

Since he wasn’t yet sure of their intent, he didn’t take the initiative to attack. He remained concealed behind cover.

But he had forgotten one thing—his phone had an app that bypassed silent mode.

Ding—

The notification sound rang out, and the intruders immediately locked onto his position, moving in to surround him.

Gou San charged ahead.

He had always looked down on these spoiled rich kids. Thinking he could finish this job quickly and return for a drink, he rushed in.

But before he could react, a bullet pierced his thigh.

Losing his balance, he fell face-first onto the ground in a humiliating sprawl.

“F***! What the hell!”

Gou San cursed instinctively, realizing he had underestimated this rich kid—he actually had a gun.

“Kill him!”

The others hadn’t expected Fu Zhengnan to be armed either. They quickly took cover and began firing in turns.

A chaotic gunfight erupted on the top deck of the cruise ship.

Inside the vessel, passengers panicked, screaming and running in all directions. The once luxurious and opulent atmosphere was instantly replaced with chaos and terror.

“Damn it! He actually knows how to use a gun—what kind of nightmare is this?!”

Gou Er (Dog Two) tried to flank from the side but was spotted by Fu Zhengnan’s peripheral vision.

Two shots fired.

Both hit the abdomen—precisely avoiding vital organs.

His assassin’s instincts told him that Fu Zhengnan could have shot him in the heart, but he deliberately avoided all fatal points.

“Isn’t China supposed to ban guns? What’s up with this guy?!”

The rest of the attackers noticed this too and hesitated to approach.

During the standoff, the cruise ship’s security personnel arrived, guns drawn.

Exchanging glances, Gou Er and the others decided to abandon ship by jumping into the sea.

“Let’s go!”

“Damn it, consider yourself lucky!”

Before leaving, Gou San spat on the ground in frustration. He was furious. Even without this mission, he swore he would take revenge on Fu Zhengnan for making him look like a fool.

Below the cruise ship, a speedboat was waiting to extract them.

Fu Zhengnan had, of course, heard Gou San’s words.

The moonlight glinted off the surface of his gun, casting a sharp gleam in his eyes—calm, yet filled with a dangerous, unfathomable aura.

His gaze followed the dark, churning waters below. Lifting his gun with deliberate ease, he aimed.

The black barrel locked onto Gou San’s head.

Just as he landed on the speedboat, Fu Zhengnan calmly pulled the trigger.

“Gou San!”

The speedboat roared to life, speeding away from the cruise ship.

On the restless ocean, only Gou Er’s frantic shouts remained.

—

“Mr. Fu, are you alright?”

At this moment, the cruise ship’s manager arrived with a team of security personnel.

His forehead was slick with cold sweat.

If something had really happened to Fu Zhengnan on his ship, his own career would have been finished.

Fu Zhengnan holstered his Desert Eagle and glanced at the manager. “Hand over all passenger records to Assistant Zhang.”

The manager, seeing that Fu Zhengnan was unharmed, breathed a sigh of relief.

Smiling nervously, he replied, “Of course, of course! I’ll personally organize everything and deliver it to Assistant Zhang. Please rest assured, Mr. Fu.”

“Would you like to move to a different suite?”

Fu Zhengnan checked his watch and declined. “No need. It won’t be necessary.”

Half a minute later, the Fu Corporation’s helicopter landed on the ship’s helipad. A team of bodyguards, armed, disembarked and gathered around Fu Zhengnan.

The manager was bewildered.

“Mr. Fu… this…”

What was going on?

Fu Zhengnan didn’t respond. With an icy expression, he boarded the helicopter.

One of the bodyguards answered for him.

“Due to serious security risks at the L Country venue, President Fu will not be attending tomorrow’s meeting.”

Everything happened so quickly. By the time the manager wanted to protest, the helicopter’s rotors had already started spinning.

On the other end, upon receiving the news, Bai Jing tightened his grip on his phone.

Fu Zhengnan had emerged completely unscathed.

The Fu family had clearly been underestimated.

“Leave it for now. Don’t contact me for the time being.”

The person on the other end panicked. “Master Bai, if the Fu family decides to retaliate—”

Bai Jing’s expression darkened with irritation.

“Divert their attention elsewhere.”

With that, he hung up.

Completely disregarding his previous promise to take full responsibility.

—

Meanwhile, on the cruise ship, the only person who had witnessed the entire ordeal firsthand—Chen Xiaoyue—was trembling in fear, still hiding behind a decorative structure taller than two men.

She had been just twenty meters behind the assailants.

Perhaps because they were too preoccupied with Fu Zhengnan’s pressure, none of them had noticed her presence.

Only Fu Zhengnan, standing opposite them, had swept a fleeting glance in her direction.

Chen Xiaoyue had never experienced a shootout before—especially not at such close range.

With her life hanging by a thread, adrenaline flooded her system. When she saw Fu Zhengnan wielding a gun, her excitement peaked.

His defined hands gripped the Desert Eagle, the silver metal reflecting a cold light onto his chiseled, indifferent features, making his sharp features even more striking and aristocratic.

Chen Xiaoyue’s heart pounded violently.

Was this… love?

Clutching her chest, she could hear her heartbeat echoing in her ears.

Then, she recalled something one of the fleeing men had muttered: “Master Bai’s job this time won’t be easy.”

A new idea formed in her mind.

She now knew exactly how to lure Fu Zhengnan out.