Picking Up Fragments

Jiang Siming got out of the car and said to Little Dumb Sister and Tuantuan, "I have something to take care of. I'll have the driver take you home."

"Be careful, Xiao Ming," the two women said. They knew that the man had business to attend to and shouldn't be interrupted, though they didn't know exactly what Jiang Siming was up to and assumed it was just something business-related.

The driver drove away, and Jiang Siming opened his phone's navigation. After confirming his location, he stepped out of the range of the surveillance cameras.

Suddenly, his body shot off like a cannonball, and in the dark night, he flashed across the fields by the road!

Jiang Siming's figure seemed to completely lift off the ground and ran through the air at a speed as fast as an arrow.

Jiang Siming activated his true qi throughout his body, making his movements light as a feather, able to walk in the air like a martial arts expert.

In martial arts stories, it's pure nonsense that even an average expert can walk on air. If such a person existed, at least their internal energy would have to reach the level of Zhang Sanfeng to achieve it.

Jiang Siming, having built his foundation, could only manage to walk on air now, and even then, he needed to occasionally use some external force, or he wouldn't be able to stay afloat for long.

As he passed by other people's buildings, Jiang Siming couldn't be bothered to turn. He leaped and flew directly from one rooftop to the next, disappearing once again into the night.

This was the first time Jiang Siming had run so freely after building his foundation, and it felt great.

The feeling of rushing through the wind, with everything around him a blur, was incredible—his speed was almost as fast as a sports car.

After running through the night for ten minutes, Jiang Siming reached the location displayed on his phone.

A private clubhouse appeared in front of Jiang Siming, surrounded by a tall wall, with security at the gate.

But this couldn't stop Jiang Siming. He leaped in with one bound and entered the clubhouse.

Inside the clubhouse was a luxurious four-story villa, occupying nearly the same area as a Wanda Mall.

The clubhouse had security patrols on every floor, making it clear this wasn't a place an ordinary rich person could own.

Jiang Siming quietly approached the villa, used his mental perception to scan the interior, but couldn't find Ishihara Satomi.

The villa was just too large, and Jiang Siming's consciousness wasn't strong enough to explore it fully.

However, at least Jiang Siming knew that the areas he had scanned were empty, so he decided to go in and look.

Once inside, Jiang Siming asked the little fairy to temporarily block the villa's surveillance cameras, and then easily avoided the personnel's sight as he walked further inside.

"I don't know which rich guy lives here, but this place is so big it could be an office building," Jiang Siming complained as he walked to the center of the villa. His consciousness swept through again, and this time, he finally spotted Ishihara Satomi's figure.

At this moment, Ishihara Satomi had already been dragged out of the bathroom by several female attendants and forcibly shoved into a luxurious, oversized private bedroom on the fourth floor.

A middle-aged man dressed in pajamas looked at Ishihara Satomi with the eyes of a hungry wolf seeing a lamb, his gaze filled with lust.

"Miss Ishihara Satomi, you're truly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. To be honest, I'm your most loyal fan. I've always admired you," the middle-aged man said, exposing a set of yellow teeth as he slowly approached her.

"Mr. Xie, I hope you can be more rational. I'm honored to have you as a fan, but I hope you respect me and let me leave, or I will call the police and have you arrested," Ishihara Satomi courageously said.

The middle-aged man laughed recklessly, "You don't need to scare me. We're in China, and in Shanghai, no one dares to go against the Xie family. I, the richest man in Shanghai, am not boasting."

"Even if you have money, you can't break the law of China. You can't do as you please just because you're rich!"

Xie Wenhao laughed. He was not only unafraid, but also took a few more steps forward, causing Ishihara Satomi to retreat in fear.

"I can't break the law, but I have money and people. After I'm done, I can have a subordinate take the fall and confess. Besides, you Japanese women, after being assaulted, don't you still dare to speak up?"

Xie Wenhao continued to tempt her softly, "If you behave and become my mistress, I won't trouble you. I'll even give you ten billion RMB. Whatever you want in the future, I can fulfill it. How about it?"

Unexpectedly, Ishihara Satomi immediately shook her head without hesitation, "I don't want your money, and I certainly don't want to be your mistress. You can forget about it!"

Xie Wenhao showed an evil grin and said, "Then don't blame me for forcing you. Tsk, tsk, what a beautiful woman. You have a pretty face, a great figure, but I wonder how you are in bed, heh heh."

With that, Xie Wenhao lunged toward Ishihara Satomi.

Ishihara Satomi screamed, desperately trying to escape, but just then, there was a huge crash behind her!

The top-tier solid wood door of the bedroom collapsed with a loud bang, and the locks broke apart as if hit by a grenade.

The massive noise not only stunned Xie Wenhao, but also startled everyone in the villa, making them think an explosion had occurred upstairs.

The security guards quickly ran upstairs.

"Who are you!" Xie Wenhao exclaimed, terrified when he saw the person standing at the door.

Ishihara Satomi, seeing Jiang Siming arrive, was so emotional that she burst into tears and quickly ran behind him for protection.

Ishihara Satomi felt incredibly unlucky—she had barely been in China for a short time, and yet had encountered two life-threatening crises.

They say that China has the best public security in the world, and she wouldn't doubt the truth of that saying, but she just felt that her luck was terrible. Wuwu~

Luckily, Jiang Siming was here, and this man had once again saved her life.

"Xie Wenhao, the richest man in Shanghai, made his fortune through minerals and shipping, with a net worth close to a hundred billion. He ranks twelfth on the list of China's richest people," Jiang Siming said, reading off the information. This was something the little fairy had helped him find out.

Xie Wenhao looked at Jiang Siming, feeling that he looked somewhat familiar, and said coldly, "You know who I am, yet you dare to break in?"

"Why wouldn't I dare? Do you think that just because you're rich, no one can deal with you?" Jiang Siming sneered.

Xie Wenhao snickered, looking at the door that had been smashed to the ground by a single punch.

He cautiously took two steps back and said, "It seems you're some kind of internal martial arts expert. Do you know that my usual bodyguards have all practiced qigong?"

As he spoke, several bodyguards and more than a dozen security guards from the villa rushed upstairs.

Xie Wenhao showed a cruel smile and without hesitation waved his hand, "Take this kid down! Start by breaking one of his legs!"

The bodyguards immediately charged forward toward Jiang Siming.

Each of them had prominent cheekbones, bulging temples, muscular bodies, and hands full of calluses.

They all practiced internal martial arts.

Xie Wenhao was very fond of internal martial arts. Although he couldn't learn it himself, he hired bodyguards who specialized in it.

Seeing Jiang Siming about to be surrounded, Ishihara Satomi bravely stepped forward, standing in front of them!