So far, Freya still reminisced about the nights when they were camping in the wild while destroying the Zhan Fa family. They ate whole roasted sheep, drank beer, listened to the cries of wild creatures, and admired the brightest starry sky in the sky. Those days were comfortable and joyful.

"Okay."

Bradley agreed to her request.

Blue Book drove the car, and they headed towards the most prosperous area of Country Z.

All the way, Freya kept the car window open. The night wind blew her hair, and it even playfully brushed against Bradley's face. There was always a faint smile on her face, which also made Bradley's mood improve.

"Since we came to Country Z, we've been stuck in the palace investigating the case. How long has it been since we came out to breathe the outside air?"

Bradley put his arm around her shoulder and said, "It's only been a few days, but it feels like an eternity."

Indeed, they had been keeping their nerves tightly strung recently. Even Bradley felt oppressed, not to mention Freya, who was under so much pressure. How could she bear it mentally?

"I wish Mi Luo were here too. How great that would be." Freya suddenly sighed.

Although Bradley didn't say anything, he remembered her words deeply.

When they arrived at the night market, the two of them went to a barbecue stall and found a clean place to sit down.

Freya ordered a lot of grilled meat, various kinds of seafood, and a dozen bottles of ice-cold beer as well.

Bradley had always been a person who took good care of himself and never ate such greasy and heaty food, especially from a roadside stall.

However, when he was with Freya, he could put aside his status and accompany her to eat the food she wanted.

The stall owner was very quick. He soon brought the grilled food.

The two of them were outstanding in appearance and had an extraordinary temperament. Sitting by the roadside eating barbecue immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Whether in the past or now, Bradley was not used to being stared at like this.

But Freya completely ignored it and happily ate the skewers.

"Honey, why aren't you eating?" Seeing that the man didn't make a move for a long time, Freya handed over a skewer of meat and motioned for him to take a bite.

Bradley pursed his lips tightly. He wasn't hungry, but he didn't want to disappoint her, so he opened his mouth and took a bite of the grilled meat.

"Is it delicious?" Freya asked.

The man nodded. "It's delicious."

"Then try this." She brought a skewer of squid and fed it to him. Bradley obediently opened his mouth and ate it.

Freya had a good appetite and quickly finished all the food. But she still wanted to eat more, so she ordered some more.

At this moment, a group of hooligans suddenly appeared behind them and surrounded Freya.

"Pretty lady, want to eat some skewers? Brother will treat you."

The leader of the hooligans, who looked like a ruffian, smiled and approached, reaching out to touch Freya. But she was quick-eyed and grabbed his wrist.

"No need. My husband is here, and he'll pay."

After saying that, she exerted a little more force and broke the hooligan's wrist.

A scream rang out.

The leader of the hooligans rolled on the ground in pain.

The hooligans beside him saw that their boss had been beaten and all showed fierce expressions. Some even twisted their necks and fingers, making cracking sounds of joints.

The leader of the hooligans pointed at Freya and roared angrily, "Catch this little bitch for me! I'll make her life a living hell."

"Don't worry, boss. We'll avenge you."

The hooligans rushed forward together.

Freya narrowed her eyes, directly grabbed the food the stall owner had placed on the grill, and threw it out with force.

The next second, there were more cries of pain.

"Scram!"

Freya shouted coldly.

Just coming out to eat some skewers, and they ran into street hooligans. What luck!

The hooligans were scalded by the skewers and lost a layer of skin. They knew that Freya was skilled in martial arts and didn't dare to provoke her anymore. They quickly dragged their boss and ran away.

When the hooligans were out of sight, Freya sneered coldly.

With such poor skills, they still came out to harass decent women. They were overestimating themselves.

She turned to the stall owner and said, "Add the skewers I threw out just now to the bill, and order a new portion."

She couldn't smash the stall and not pay. That wasn't her style.

The stall owner hadn't recovered from what had just happened. He was just standing there grilling skewers, and there was a fight. Fortunately, this girl was good at fighting, or he would have been in trouble too.

"Okay, okay. I'll arrange it right away." The stall owner wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly got to work.

Freya took a cucumber from the grill and bit into it as she walked. When she sat down opposite Bradley, she grinned at him and said, "See? Your wife is still very popular. Wherever she goes, she can attract some crazy dogs."

Bradley raised his eyebrows and looked at her. There was still some ash on her face. Although she had been harassed, there was still a smile on her face.

When the leader of the hooligans spoke rudely, he had wanted to rush over and teach him a good lesson. But thinking that Freya could vent her anger better by doing it herself, he sat still.

Seeing that she was in such a good mood, he knew he had made the right decision.

However, her words reminded him that he couldn't let her go out alone in the future. She was too beautiful and likely to attract crazy people.

Although Freya was skilled in martial arts and few crazy people were her match, he was jealous when his woman was coveted by others.

"It seems the plan still needs to be carried out. In the future, I have to build a golden house to hide you, so that you can only be seen by me for the rest of your life." After saying that, the man took out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth.

Freya giggled. "You can't bear to."

He had said this many times. Whenever he saw that she was unhappy, he felt extremely sad. The words were just to scare her.

Bradley let out a low sigh. He really couldn't bear to. Otherwise, he wouldn't have accompanied her to run around and faced various crises time and time again.

"Eat quickly. After we're done, we'll go home."

Although the matter of Mr. Ouyang had come to a certain stage, the crisis hidden around them hadn't been lifted. Who knew when the danger would strike again and when the mastermind behind the scenes would show up.

As long as they didn't leave Country Z, he couldn't let Freya be exposed to danger for a long time.

...

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the two of them walked towards the direction where the car was parked.

Freya had drunk a lot of wine. Her face was slightly flushed, and she was obviously a bit tipsy.

After walking a certain distance, a lot of people suddenly rushed out from an alley. They were all holding clubs and short knives in their hands.

"Big brother, it's this woman!"

A hooligan came out from behind and pointed at Freya.

Although Freya was a bit drunk, her mind was still clear. She recognized the hooligan at a glance as the leader whose arm she had dislocated just now.

Oh? So this guy had found some helpers to seek revenge?

Freya raised her eyebrows. The alcohol was just starting to take effect, and she felt uncomfortable all over. She needed to stretch her muscles.

The big brother looked at Freya, tilted his head, and spat. He cursed, "You bitch! How dare you hurt my brother? Let's see how I deal with you."

After saying that, the big brother waved his hand, and the hooligans behind him surrounded her with their weapons.