Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 2: Dammit

Editor: Atlas Studios

The man drove the car, his short hair neat and tidy, his back straight and stalwart.

His eyebrows and eyes were extremely dark, his nose bridge high and defined, but perhaps due to the glaring light, his profile was obscured in the shadow of the distant mountains.

“What’s the situation, boss? Has a criminal run this way?”

His underling Sang Nian leaned in from the back seat and asked.

They were part of the Kekexili management team, responsible for any criminal activity, disappearances, illegal hunting — no matter how big or small the incident, it was under their jurisdiction.

However, their boss’s identity was not limited to just that.

“The situation might be complicated, first we’ll head back—”

“Holy shit, boss, look at the highway over there!!”

Before his boss could finish, Sang Nian, having seen something, hurriedly shouted, his eyes wide, pointing at something on the nearby highway with his trembling hands.

On the highway not far away, an SUV sped along the road.

Chasing furiously behind the vehicle was a herd of wild yaks.

This scene was simply surreal.

The atmosphere was especially exhilarating.

If they didn’t know that wild yak herds could easily be provoked into racing against vehicles, they might have thought this person was leading a wild yak army to do something.

Sang Nian couldn’t help but take out his phone and stealthily snap a photo.

But just after he took the picture, a cold, hard voice came, “What are you doing not thinking about saving people?”

Sang Nian’s hand trembled, he quickly hid the phone and began waving his arms and shouting toward the vehicle on the highway: “Hey! Stop the car, stop, we’re coming to save you…!”

They drove down diagonally from the Gobi Desert.

Wen Xian saw a Wrangler descending, and saw a man waving and shouting.

But she couldn’t stop now; if she did, she felt the wild yaks would pounce on her.

The man driving the SUV, seeing her car not stopping, floored the gas pedal and with a leap charged onto the highway—!

He turned the steering wheel sharply when he was about twenty meters away from her, and the SUV instantly skidded across the middle of the highway.

If her car didn’t stop, it would crash into it.

“Wen Xian, Wen Xian, do you hear me talking?” Just when Huo Qi didn’t know what she was going through, he was nattering away like a crow.

“Shut up!”

Wen Xian completely lost her patience, she swiftly took off the Bluetooth earpiece and threw it aside, her eyes moving from the rearview mirror, but when she saw the car that suddenly appeared in front of her, she involuntarily widened her eyes and hurriedly hit the brakes, quickly turning the steering wheel—!

It was still too late…!

“Screech—!”

A sharp sound of tires scraping against the asphalt rang out, her car skidded off the highway past the other vehicle, sparks flying from the tires, as no one would have expected a ditch below the road, Wen Xian felt a whirlwind, her head jolted, consciousness instantly dizzy and blurred.

“…”

Pain, dizziness, made her already oxygen-deprived self feel even more difficulty breathing.

The airbag popped out, pressing against her body, but still, she felt something slowly trickling down her forehead.

Huo Qi, the name wasn’t chosen in vain, indeed a fucking calamity had risen…!!!

She tried her hardest to open her eyes, slowly turning her head, and through—what was now completely an upturned window, she dimly saw someone approaching.

She couldn’t see the person’s face, only the long legs clad in black pants and black combat boots.

At that moment, several words still flashed in her buzzing mind:

Damn! His! Grandfather’s…!

At times like this, every second felt extraordinarily prolonged, she breath struggled, teeth clenched, her head growing heavier.

Finally, the person arrived, bent down, and opened the car door.