chapter 27 boyfriend's rights

"You're really taking this seriously, huh?" Tyler Luo thought it was still best not to say too much at this time. But Grace Zhao thought differently, continuing, "I don't care, from now on you're my boyfriend, and you better be prepared for that." "Alright then, I'm going to exercise my boyfriend rights now." Tyler Luo's lips curled up in a mischievous smile as he gazed at the charming girl beside him, his eyes burning with intensity, especially as they swept over her chest. "What, what?" Grace Zhao was caught off guard by Tyler Luo's sudden move, even watching his face grow larger right before her eyes, their distance shrinking to a mere fraction. And Tyler Luo deliberately blew a warm breath onto her delicate face. "Ying" Grace Zhao shivered all over, her face suddenly flushed red. She tried to distance herself, but Tyler Luo was like a shadow, closing in directly. "Aren't you saying I'm your boyfriend? Now, as your boyfriend, I want to kiss you, won't you let me?" Tyler Luo looked at her with a quirky expression. Conflict flickered across Grace Zhao's face, but then she seemed to make a decision, turning towards Tyler Luo, lightly biting her lower lip, her expression turning shy, and then she slowly closed her eyes. Tyler Luo was a bit stunned; he just wanted to tease her, but didn't expect Grace Zhao to take it seriously. With such a charming and seductive look, tilting her head, pouting her lips, closing her eyes - it was all right there. To kiss or not? "Gulp." Tyler Luo swallowed, he was no saint, nor a chaste man. There's a saying, to refuse what's due is a great sin! Tyler Luo only hesitated briefly before leaning in for a kiss. "Oh!" Grace Zhao trembled, perhaps too nervous, she clenched her teeth so tightly that Tyler Luo couldn't proceed as he wished. Frustrated, Tyler Luo's hands began to get more audacious, but Grace Zhao suddenly pushed him away with force! "Uh" Tyler Luo was a bit embarrassed, especially seeing Grace Zhao's slightly swollen lips. "I better drive." Silence fell between them, Grace Zhao suddenly quiet, looking down, her long hair hiding her facial expressions. Feeling anxious, Tyler Luo finally broke the silence, "Where should I take you?" "To Huafeng University, I'm boarding there," Grace Zhao whispered softly, as if she had become a different person, her voice much lower. Tyler Luo chuckled dryly, unsure of what to say, and drove in silence, stopping right in front of the gates of Huafeng University. Grace Zhao stepped out of the car without a word, but after a few steps, she turned back. "What's wrong?" "My phone." Grace Zhao pointed in that direction. Tyler Luo immediately smiled: "I forgot." He picked up Grace Zhao's phone and handed it over. But Grace Zhao didn't take it. "Your number," she said softly. Tyler Luo, sniffing the faint fragrance in the air, saved his number on Grace Zhao's phone and handed it back. Grace Zhao then grabbed the phone and ran away, vanishing from Tyler Luo's sight like she was fleeing. "This girl" Tyler Luo smiled and shook his head. Initially, their talk of being boyfriend and girlfriend was just a joke, not to be taken seriously. But that kiss, although only half completed, Tyler Luo could feel that it was definitely her first kiss! Now even Tyler Luo was somewhat confused. "Women really are strange creatures." Returning to his Audi, Tyler Luo then left Huafeng University. Just as he hit the road, he noticed three cars tailing him. He drove around in circles, eventually stopping on a quieter road leading to a newly built park with few people around. Tyler Luo stood there, and the three cars also stopped nearby. Thirteen men, looking fierce and menacing, especially in their gaze towards Tyler Luo, as if they wanted to devour him whole. "Efficient work," Tyler Luo remarked, facing these men without the panic they expected. Although he was unclear about their origins, he could guess it was likely those he had wronged in Fenghuang City as Tyler Luo. If it were enemies from another identity, it could form a reinforced platoon. "Kid, you've got guts. To offend even the big boss's cousin." These men didn't seem to take Tyler Luo seriously, especially the one speaking, with a deep scar on his face, looking particularly ferocious. But Tyler Luo said, "Men of the Godfather of the Underworld, Justin Chen?" The men didn't respond, forming a circle around Tyler Luo, but not attacking immediately. An ordinary person would panic under such pressure, but not Tyler Luo. "Shut up, you can't just blurt out the boss's name!" Scarface was furious, signaling two men to attack Tyler Luo. But Tyler Luo was unfazed, "I wonder what kind of capable men work for Justin Chen." As he spoke, a sudden surge of murderous intent from Tyler Luo made everyone around shiver. In that moment of their trembling, Tyler Luo made his move. They had thought this task would be easy. Even though they heard Tyler Luo was skilled, they were thirteen men. But the reality was far different. Scarface couldn't comprehend how he survived. It felt like half a century, yet it was less than a minute. Except for Scarface, the other twelve men couldn't stand up. Tyler Luo's actions were too swift to be seen clearly. When Scarface came to his senses, it was too late to react. Forced to act, his outcome would have been far worse than those writhing in pain on the ground. "Alright, now you can tell me where Justin Chen is, right?" Tyler Luo stood before him with a smile, as if he wasn't the one who had just attacked. Scarface trembled, about to speak, but the look in Tyler Luo's eyes made him choke on his words, feeling a deep, cold fear spreading from his spine. "You only have one chance, tell me where Justin Chen is!" Tyler Luo's tone was not harsh, but his cold indifference made Scarface feel like a sharp sword was hanging over his head, ready to strike if he hesitated or misspoke. "I—" Scarface, engulfed by Tyler Luo's ominous aura, struggled to refuse, but then noticed one of his fallen brothers pulling out a gun. "You better put down the gun now," Tyler Luo warned, his back to the gunman. But the gunman's face hardened, and he fired several shots at Tyler Luo! "Bang, bang, bang!" The gunshots shattered the calm, but Scarface had already distanced himself from Tyler Luo. However, the bullets seemed to pass right through Tyler Luo, not even touching his clothes. "What a fool, guns aren't for this," Tyler Luo, now facing the gunman, appeared in front of him in an instant. Without a word, his foot slammed into the gunman's chest, and with a twist of his hands, he disarmed him. "Ah! Die!" Scarface, somewhat awakened by Tyler Luo's deadly aura, also drew his gun and fired at Tyler Luo's back. "Bang, bang, bang" As the gunshots rang, Tyler Luo's body moved swiftly, dodging bullets. He couldn't avoid bullets, of course, but more gunmen, five of them, rushed out from another street, opening fire in a hail of bullets. Tyler Luo had to evade, but couldn't dodge every bullet. One grazed his arm, which would have been hit if he hadn't shifted at the last second. After the barrage, Tyler Luo evaded most bullets except for the one that grazed him. Once he caught his breath, it was lethal for his enemies. Tyler Luo had been merciful, but their gunfire left no room for leniency. If anyone truly knew Tyler Luo, they wouldn't describe him as "merciful." Like a reaper, he began to retaliate. Originally using only fists, now he returned fire. The pistol in his hands was like magic, bullets hitting targets with precision, not wasting a single shot. But with eighteen men and limited bullets in a handgun, Tyler Luo was outgunned.