HLM – Chapter 937 A Journey in Trouble

These people were only trying to intimidate others with their local accent. When Wang Bo revealed his burly companion, they immediately backed down.

The five of them weren’t a single group. Seeing the mighty, lion-like Zhuang Ding baring his teeth and jumping out, the previously loud-mouthed middle-aged man didn’t say a word—he just turned and left.

Two young men, however, were defiant. They took out their phones as if to record: “Come on, come on, try letting your dog bite me! Go on, let the dog attack!”

“If you dare release the dog, I’ll call the police and have your dog killed!”

Wang Bo laughed: “This is the first time I’ve met someone so foolish, actually asking to be bitten by a dog. I really can’t refuse you this wish—Zhuang Ding, go!”

Zhuang Ding’s golden fur bristled, his mouth stretched wide to reveal sharp white teeth, his eyes fierce and merciless, muscles tensed, taking two steps forward as if ready to pounce.

The two young men were terrified, pushing the other two middle-aged men aside and running off the bus. The remaining middle-aged men didn’t dare stay either. In an instant, the bus was empty.

Wang Bo nodded to the driver: “Drive!”

The driver shifted gears and pressed the accelerator, and the bus quickly drove away.

Earlier, a young man who seemed more sensible asked anxiously: “What if they really call the police? Will it help that we were witnesses?”

Wang Bo smiled: “Don’t worry. They won’t call the police. These kinds of people never want to get involved with law enforcement—it would be a huge hassle for them. But even if they do report it, that’s fine; I’ll have some fun with them myself.”

As the bus moved on, another group tried to block the road—this time four middle school students.

Seeing that they were thinly dressed and shivering, Wang Bo asked the driver to open the door and give them a ride.

The students were polite and, learning that the ride was free, they thanked both the driver and Wang Bo.

Wang Bo nodded. “Now that’s the proper attitude for a free ride.”

After two hours, night fell, and they were still 200 kilometers from Linhai City.

The driver said helplessly: “Boss, the weather’s awful. The snow is heavy, and the road’s icy. Continuing to drive would be too dangerous.”

Wang Bo wasn’t in a hurry. He asked: “What do you suggest?”

The driver replied: “There’s a small town not far ahead. We could find a local house to stay the night. I know someone there, but the conditions aren’t great.”

Wang Bo chuckled bitterly: “Looks like my journey home has turned into a real misadventure.”

The four students were nervous: “Can we get off here?”

Eva smiled: “Look at this weather. Where could you go if you got off now?”

A boy with a center-parted hairstyle sighed: “I said we shouldn’t have left school. Going home in this weather is just asking for trouble.”

Another student objected: “Come on, you were the one most excited to go home! Besides, school’s been closed for three days because of the blizzard—don’t you want to go home?”

Wang Bo said: “We’ll stay in the town for the night. What are you four afraid of? Being kidnapped? You’ve already sent your car plate number and photos of me and the driver to your families—what else is there to fear?”

The center-parted boy laughed awkwardly: “You saw us take pictures?”

Wang Bo laughed: “You almost got the camera on my wife’s face. Could I not notice?”

The four boys, clearly seeing such a beautiful, intelligent foreign woman for the first time, kept sneaking glances at Eva, occasionally pretending to take photos of her.

Wang Bo noticed but said nothing. He had been that age too and knew these infatuated teenagers meant no harm.

With that settled, the bus of eleven reached a town buried in the blizzard. The driver found a small inn and signaled everyone to get off.

The town was dark, almost completely without lights. Occasional dim yellow lights flickered here and there, and most buildings were silent. Only the howling wind and driving snow filled the air.

One boy cautiously approached Wang Bo: “Big brother, why is this town so dark? Not a single light—could it be…”

“What? A-Qiu, speak clearly. Don’t leave half a story—it’s scary,” said the center-parted boy, hugging himself nervously.

A-Qiu whispered mysteriously: “I just read a book called No-Go for Strangers. It’s about a town where…”

“Stop trying to scare us, A-Qiu! You secretly read novels again—I’m telling Mr. Wang when we go back!”

A-Qiu shouted: “Yang Kai, if you do that, we’re done!”

Watching the students bicker, Wang Bo recalled his own middle school days—it felt heartwarming.

As for the unusual darkness, he guessed the cause: the blizzard had likely damaged the power lines. He wasn’t worried—his Zhuang Ding could take on a wild tiger at night, and even Fat Cat Brothers were grown up now; the snow was their battlefield!

Moreover, he could always retrieve weapons from the castle’s sandbox. If anyone tried to use force, he could respond with guns.

Outside, the wind was fierce and the snow biting. Wang Bo shivered as he tightened his clothes, feeling the sudden change in the environment despite being warmly dressed.

Someone came out holding a flashlight: “Come on, everyone, let’s get inside. The town’s power lines are down—probably a blown transformer. Please bear with it.”

The driver added: “This is Boss Zhao. He runs a small inn in town. He’s very hospitable, and we usually stay here if it’s late.”

A student asked: “How much to stay here for a night?”

“Double room sixty, quad room eighty, best king-size room a hundred, breakfast included. But rooms are limited—only three left, you’ll have to make do,” Zhao said.

Wang Bo nodded. Staying here would do; the owner was decent and wasn’t overcharging due to the weather.

With the snowstorm blocking the highway, it was no surprise the inn was full. Cars had diverted to provincial roads, which ran through this town—many travelers would naturally stop here.

Wang Bo shone his flashlight around, seeing more than ten cars in the courtyard, including a Volkswagen Phaeton—a luxury even in New Zealand, costing over two million yuan back home.

The inn provided only lodging, no food. The owner said those hungry would have to brave the storm to buy instant noodles from town. They did have a stove and could provide hot water.

Wang Bo said: “We brought our own food. You two come with me—I’ll grab some things from the bus.”