Invisible Security Guard

Fleur Carson's love for cars was no less than Yusuf Zuck's; she would rather turn down a fare than not go out for a joyride with Yusuf.

Yusuf, of course, had no objections, so after Fleur parked the taxi in the hospital parking lot, they took the A8 out and sped away.

"I heard it has an all-aluminum body."

"I heard it has the quietest cabin in the world."

Yusuf and Fleur, two poor souls, drove the car while touching this and that. Riding in a car worth over two million was comfortable, and driving it was just as nice.

Yusuf drove to the outer ring road, took a long loop and then let Fleur have her fun. They had a blast with the music turned up to the max.

It wasn't until after three in the morning, when they both felt hungry, that they found a restaurant open at night and walked in.

Fleur claimed she was treating, telling Yusuf to order whatever he wanted, and naturally, he did not hold back. He ordered twelve baskets of soup dumplings at once—ten for himself and two for Fleur.

Fleur cursed him for being so destructive, but Yusuf claimed that ten baskets might not be enough.

However, when the twelve baskets of soup dumplings arrived and Yusuf started eating, Fleur was shocked.

Because Yusuf could eat two at a time, a basket would disappear in just a few bites.

Although the soup dumplings were small, there were a hundred in ten baskets. By the time Fleur had not finished her two baskets, Yusuf had already downed his ten.

Fleur was not the only one terrified of Yusuf's eating. The restaurant owner and servers were also frightened. Could a person really eat that much?

"May I have another five baskets? Five should be enough," Yusuf whispered, embarrassed, as he looked at Fleur.

"Damn it, Yusuf, we're going Dutch on this meal!" Fleur yelled.

Yusuf just laughed heartily. He wouldn't be paying a penny; it was Fleur who offered to treat, so he wasn't to blame.

After finishing fifteen baskets of dumplings, Fleur was left speechless. Of course, his eyes were sparkling, as he realized that Yusuf was no ordinary person.

"Yusuf, with your appetite, you must be pretty strong, right? How about we arm wrestle?" Fleur suggested cheerfully.

"You? What if I break your arm?" Yusuf scoffed dismissively.

"If it's broken, I'll chop it off and drink to it!" Fleur placed his arm on the table, signaling for Yusuf to come at him.

After thinking for a moment, Yusuf then cheerfully clasped hands with Fleur.

"Hoo—" Just as Yusuf, still cheerful, tightened his grip on Fleur's hand, he suddenly felt a vice-like force locking onto his hand.

"Huh?" Yusuf was astonished. Was Fleur's hand strength that strong?

"Come on, let's start!" Fleur suddenly exerted force, pressing down hard, but Yusuf didn't budge, watching Fleur with a mocking gaze.

"Didn't I tell you it's no good? Even though you've got a strong grip, your wrist strength is still too weak," Yusuf said proudly. Suddenly, he put in more effort and pressed Fleur's hand down in an instant.

But just as Fleur's hand was about to touch the tabletop, Fleur let out a fierce shout, and Yusuf felt a surge of tremendous strength emanating from Fleur's hand. That immense force actually started pushing his arm back up, slowly but surely.

Yusuf exerted force, and Fleur did too. The two were evenly matched, frozen in a stalemate.

"Haha, it's a draw. I didn't expect you to have such hidden strength," Fleur said, looking meaningfully at Yusuf. Then, "whoosh," his hand slipped out like an eel.

"Whew—" Yusuf took a deep breath at that moment, his eyes also flashing with intensity as he looked at Fleur. Fleur was no simple character; his strength could actually hold its own against Yusuf's immense power?

"You're also trained in martial arts?" Yusuf Zuck said in surprise.

"Sort of! So don't underestimate big brother here. If you need any help with anything in the future, just come to me," Fleur Carson said with a cheerful grin.

"Alright, don't hesitate to ask for help if you need it either," Yusuf Zuck nodded, his mind filled with wonder. They always say that the real masters are among the common folks, and isn't Fleur Carson a prime example? He's just a taxi driver, but he could probably kill a man with a single punch.

"Come on, get in the car and take a nap. I'll take you to get your car fixed when it's light," Fleur Carson said, having paid over four hundred bucks for the meal. The earlier talk of going Dutch was just a joke – when a man spits, it's like a nail in the ground, how could he go back on his word?

Both were exhausted from the late-night hustle, and soon after getting in the car, they both fell asleep.

At dawn, Ruth Wilcox woke up in the hospital and quietly checked herself out. True, she was scared, but she didn't want to stay in the hospital and become the talk of the town.

She didn't go back home but instead joined Lara Tuff in Fengdu. They checked into a presidential suite there. After all, the hotel was hers – she could stay however she pleased.

"My dear CEO Ruth, can you please get yourself a bodyguard? If you don't want to look for one yourself, shall I ask Leo King to introduce someone to you?" Inside the presidential suite, Lara Tuff and Ruth Wilcox lay in bed, with Ruth even resting her head on Lara's chest.

Hearing Lara's comment, Ruth sighed softly, "You know me. I don't like having someone around me all the time. It feels awkward!"

"What are you talking about feeling awkward at a time like this? Wasn't last night's lesson enough?" Lara said anxiously.

"But... but having a stranger suddenly enter my life, I definitely wouldn't be able to accept that!" Ruth would have hired a bodyguard long ago if she wanted one, rather than waiting until now. She just didn't like having someone always following her.

"It doesn't have to be a stranger. Pick someone from your hotel staff. At the very least, have him drive you to and from work or something. Having a man by your side will give you some courage. Just listen to me this time, alright? It's a critical period now, and safety is the most important thing, understand?" Lara raised her voice, seemingly quite angry.

"Okay, okay, can't I listen to Mia Mia?" Ruth Wilcox poked Lara Tuff and conceded.

"Hurry up, it's already nine o'clock, everyone's at work. Ask your security department who's clever, who can fight, who can drive!" Lara urged.

"Alright, I'll make a call." As soon as Ruth thought of the security department, Yusuf Zuck's image immediately came to mind. She had a particularly strong impression of him!

She dialed the internal line, directly connecting to the head of the security department's office.

Samuel Ross had just arrived at his office a short while ago and was browsing the news on his computer. When he heard the intercom on his desk ring, he picked it up nonchalantly, "Who's this?"

"I'm Ruth Wilcox, are you the head of the department, Mr. Ross?" Ruth asked in her usual cool tone.

"Reporting to Ms. Wilcox, this is Samuel Ross, the head of security!" Samuel Ross immediately straightened up and replied.

Ruth inquired, "I want to ask you something. Who's the most clever in your security department? Who can fight the best and also knows how to drive?"

"The most clever? The best fighter? Can drive?" Samuel Ross was momentarily stunned, and then murmured softly, "In our security department, Yusuf Zuck is the best fighter; he's also rather clever. I've heard he used to drive a taxi..."

"Ah..." When Ruth heard Samuel's response, she gasped. She was just thinking about Yusuf Zuck, and now she finds out that he's the best fighter in the security department?

As for being clever, there was no doubt: Yusuf was a sly one, and having driven a taxi, there was no question about his ability to drive.

"Ms. Wilcox, do you need anything else?" Samuel Ross asked cautiously.

"Oh, in a bit, ask Yusuf Zuck to come to my office, and you can get on with your work," Ruth said, hanging up the phone.

"Yusuf Zuck? Now I remember, an employee from your company went to visit you in the hospital last night, also named Yusuf Zuck; I even had him take your car for repairs," Lara Tuff, also known as Mia, exclaimed in surprise.

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