Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Suddenly, Pan Yang heard a gunshot. Just as he was about to see what had happened, Zhou Yang pressed a hand down on his head.

"It's nothing, I just ran into a little trouble. Sit still and don't look back." Zhou Yang's voice was somewhat reassuring as he spoke, then he sped up again.

However, the car behind them continued to follow closely. This wasn't the city center, and with only one road, shaking off those two cars would be quite difficult.

Pan Yang heard the gunshots behind him, and a bullet passed between the two men and hit the glass in front of him.

The glass behind them was shattered; it seems the other party really wanted them dead.

"When will your people arrive?" Pan Yang asked.

Zhou Yang shook his head: "They probably won't arrive in a short time. It's alright, they're coming for me. If they really..."

"Do you have a gun?"

Zhou Yang was taken aback by these words, then said, "I brought it. It's under the car seat. Do you know how to use a gun?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Pan Yang skillfully load bullets, open the car window, and fire repeatedly behind him.

"..." Well, he hadn't thought things through. This boy was never a canary, but an eagle soaring in the sky.

Seeing the car still following closely behind, Pan Yang waved his hand and Xiao Yao appeared in his hand. Then he threw Xiao Yao out of the window.

In an instant, Xiaoyao flew out, shattering the windshields of two cars behind him, before flying back into Pan Yang's hands.

Zhou Yang was shocked when he saw this scene, but even so, the people behind him were still chasing and continuing to fire.

Fan Yang was really annoyed and opened the car door.

"Pan Yang!" Zhou Yang's heart tightened upon seeing this.

"Do you believe me?" Pan Yang's voice was very calm.

Zhou Yang opened his mouth: "Letter."

"Slow down and close the distance."

As Zhou Yang heard the car gradually slow down, the three vehicles drew closer and closer. Zhou Yang kept glancing at Huan Yang, worried that something might happen to him.

Then, Pan Yang climbed directly onto the roof of the car using the car door, which made Zhou Yang's heart jump.

Looking at the two cars behind him, Pan Yang rubbed his wrist and immediately threw Xiao Yao out. The instant Xiao Yao was thrown out, he fired several shots at the car.

With a loud bang, the two cars collided. Zhou Yang saw what was happening behind him through the rearview mirror, gritted his teeth, and drove a distance further before stopping.

Pan Yang jumped off the roof of the car and was immediately caught in Zhou Yang's arms. Zhou Yang felt his hands trembling.

He was absolutely terrified. This was the first time he had ever felt fear since embarking on his path in the underworld. He couldn't bear to think what would have happened if he had made a mistake...

Pan Yang reached out and hugged Zhou Yang back, gently patting Zhou Yang's back.

Zhou Yang seemed to be talking to himself, murmuring softly, "It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright."

Pan Yang looked at Zhou Yang's face but didn't say anything.

Zhou Yang was now somewhat embarrassed and slowly released Huan Yang: "I'm sorry I lost my composure just now. Please don't do that again. They just wanted to kill me..."

The next second, he was pulled by Pan Yang, whose face suddenly loomed large. He then felt his mouth being pried open, and he felt he was afraid to even breathe. A blush slowly crept up his ears.

"Boss! It's great that you're all alright!" The voice of subordinate A came from not far away.

"Ahhh!" His scream rang out instantly, and his henchman B quickly covered his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Doesn't this kid have any sense of propriety at all?

Subordinate A pointed at Pan Yang and Zhou Yang with a shocked expression.

"Do you think I'm blind? Keep your voice down, or the boss will skin you alive." Henchman B said, slowly releasing him.

Now A stopped making a fuss.

Pan Yang released his grip on Zhou Yang's hand, and Zhou Yang took half a step back, coughing lightly with some unease. He could still feel Pan Yang's breath on his lips.

When his subordinate A saw that the two had finished, he quickly walked over and said, "Boss, I'm so glad you're alright! We've already taken care of half of the task you assigned. We've found out that the people chasing you are remnants of the Black Cloud Gang."

Pan Yang stroked his chin as he listened: "Did you bring your phone?"

"Huh? What do you need my phone for?" Subordinate A looked bewildered, then quickly took out his phone when he saw Zhou Yang's slightly displeased eyes.

Pan Yang took the phone and skillfully dialed 110: "Officer, yes, I'm reporting someone speeding. On xxx road, there are two cars, and they seem to have guns. Okay."

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Fan Yang hung up the phone.

Pan Yang handed the phone back to his subordinate A and shrugged indifferently: "I'm a good person. Shouldn't professional matters be left to professionals?"

"..." The two subordinates looked at Zhou Yang, but seeing that he was not displeased, they did not say anything.

Okay, the boss likes you, so whatever you say is right. Of course, his phone card can't be used anymore. What gang would call the police themselves?

In the end, Zhou Yang and Pan Yang left, while their subordinates AB checked to see if they had left any evidence.

After that, Huan Yang went from not wanting to go out to going out frequently. Zhou Yang found it a little strange but didn't ask any questions.

It was already past midnight, and Huan Yang still hadn't returned home. He couldn't help but worry. He was currently trying to clean up his business empire, but there were always people who wanted to target him.

So when he still hadn't heard from Pan Yang so late, he started to panic. He sat on the sofa, smoked a cigarette, and then picked up his phone to call Pan Yang.

Just as the call was about to hang up automatically, Pan Yang answered.

"What's wrong?" Pan Yang's voice came from the phone.

Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "Where are you? When are you coming home? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Me?" Pan Yang glanced at the person who was huddled up in a ball with their head in their hands. The person noticed Pan Yang's gaze and moved closer to the corner of the wall again.

"No need to pick me up, I'll be home soon." With that, Fan Yang hung up the phone.

He walked toward the person in the corner.

"Don't kill me! I know I was wrong! I won't touch Zhou Yang!" The man even cried as he spoke, "No, brother, you're my own brother. Even if you asked me to really deal with Zhou Yang, I couldn't beat him."

“It’s just a show of force.” Pan Yang sat down on the table and looked down at him: “I’m warning you, if anyone dares to cause trouble on your turf, whether they are your people or not, I will not show any mercy.”

"I understand! I'll definitely be fine! I'll behave myself!"

Seeing his expression, Fan Yang nodded in satisfaction and then left.

The man breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Fan Yang had really left about five minutes later. He was really unlucky these days; he actually dared to think of teaming up with others to help Fu Zhouyang.

Thankfully, I didn't actually make a move; it scared him to death.

After leaving, Pan Yang took a taxi back to the villa. When he arrived, he found that Zhou Yang was not in the living room, which puzzled him.