The boxing ring was not big, with only a platform set up in the middle.
The facilities and environment could be described as simple - the lights were not on and it was pitch black. There were few people in the boxing ring during the day, only some who looked like staff. The whole boxing ring was quiet.
"Does the organization have some big action recently? Why the urgency to recruit so aggressively, even the skills of those two people last night could only qualify them to sweep the doorsteps on the outermost layer of the organization."
"I heard some rumors that Black Spade A and Red Heart K died, looks like they offended someone they shouldn't have."
On the second floor, in the narrow dark corridor, two staff members of the boxing ring were talking in hushed voices.
"How is that possible? They are Black Spade A and Red Heart K, who in the world has that capability?"
"Looks like it's not just the two of them, several seniors of Shadow Squadron were also lost, that's why the organization is recruiting so urgently."
"Are you serious? Could it be the target that Blood Shadow failed to take out came back for revenge?"
"You might have guessed right, only the target that survived from Blood Shadow would have this capability."
"Even Blood Shadow died by his hands, does the organization have the power to confront him? Just who is he?"
"Stop guessing, be vigilant. Moon Shadow specifically told us to be cautious, something might happen."
The two were completely unaware that the figure hiding in the darkness had heard their entire conversation before silently leaving.
When Qiao Ying came out of the boxing ring, she drove around the small town aimlessly. Suddenly, an off-road vehicle similar to Fidel's followed her, obviously one of Fidel's crew members.
Soon, six or seven off-road vehicles were trailing behind Qiao Ying.
An inevitable car chase.
The dusty roads irritated the slightly fastidious Qiao Ying. Not wanting to end up covered in dirt, she shook off her pursuers and circled back to the hotel.
Just as she entered the hotel, she saw Fidel already waiting for her in the lobby.
There was a huge wound on his face, looking miserable.
Of course with Fidel and his crew as local overlords here, finding a girl new in town took no time at all.
"Where's my car? And take a look at my face, how much is the medical fee?" Fidel had a decent temper, he didn't get physical with Qiao Ying directly. He didn't seem too upset either.
Perhaps because Qiao Ying was connected to the boxing ring, he didn't act recklessly.
Qiao Ying glanced at him and headed straight for the elevator, "Get that guy to return my car."
Fidel put his hands on his hips, greatly exasperated, "Hey, can you be reasonable? It wasn't me who stole your car but that damned guy."
Qiao Ying: "Aren't all the unlucky ones here randomly generated? Whoever's turn it is, is whoever it is. Where's the honor?"
Fidel: "I bought my car through proper channels, not stolen from some unlucky guy."
Qiao Ying lazily replied: "Oh is that so? I snatched my new car from an unlucky guy this morning."
Her new car? The unlucky Fidel was stunned, "???"
Fidel: "I'm here to get my stuff back. Don't blame me for being impolite if you keep refusing, you robber!"
Seeing that she was about to get into the elevator, Fidel reached out to grab Qiao Ying's shoulder. Unexpectedly, she dodged his hand with a sidestep, as if eyes grew on the back of her head. Then she kicked him without hesitation. Qiao Ying didn't use full force but still made Fidel's eyeballs bulge outwards. He curled up clutching his abdomen and slowly knelt down on the ground.
Qiao Ying stood in the elevator, "Bring my car or one of that guy's hands in exchange."
Kneeling on the ground and twisted in pain, Fidel squeezed out, "......so vicious, you'll never find a boyfriend!"
Fidel walked out of the hotel fuming, wanting to steal his car back. But after searching the surroundings, he couldn't find it anywhere.
Infuriated, he was about to return to demand an explanation from Qiao Ying.
Just then his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, the casual and lazy attitude on Fidel instantly vanished without a trace.
He answered the call.
Hearing the caller report their boss's name and ask for firearms, Fidel almost stood at attention. He lowered his voice respectfully, "Miss Qiao?"
The temperature dropped quickly and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.
There was a small tavern near the boxing ring. Fidel sat by the window waiting for someone. Then he saw Qiao Ying drive up in the "new car" outside.
Fidel touched the wound on his face.
Muttering: "Connected to the boxing ring huh."
Unfortunately he had business now and no time to settle accounts with her. Unexpectedly the car thief walked into the tavern straight towards him the next moment.
Their eyes met.
Qiao Ying thought: So it really is this guy.
Although Fidel's voice was proper on the phone, Qiao Ying still recognized it, just not 100% sure.
Can't believe this guy is under Qin Hanyue.
But Fidel thought: Don't tell me this girl has taken a liking to me?
As soon as this idea popped up, Fidel, who was just imagining Qiao Ying falling for him and a MAY-DECEMBER ROMANCE to spice up his life, instantly changed how he looked at her.
He sized up the girl sitting opposite him. Not bad, although the girl's a bit fierce, her temperament suits his taste and she's pretty too. Unfortunately he had business now.
Fidel: "I don't have time to talk about returning the car and medical fees now. But we can set some time later."
Qiao Ying: "Where's my stuff?"
Fidel: "What?"
Qiao Ying: "My surname is Qiao."
Fidel's expression froze. He stared at Qiao Ying incredulously, stunned silly.
Also a bit panicked.
He opened his mouth, pronouncing the standard Mandarin carefully: "......You are Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Ying: "You can speak Chinese."
Fidel nodded blankly: "Yes."
Qiao Ying: "The goods?"
It took Fidel a moment to react. He quickly slid the black suitcase by his feet to Qiao Ying across from him, still not over the shock.
Qiao Ying opened the suitcase a crack and peeked inside.
Fidel: "You, you're so young?"
Qiao Ying looked at him.
"What I mean is, I thought you were a woman."
Qiao Ying: "....."
"I mean, I didn't expect you to be a little girl." He imagined a black widow.
Qiao Ying: "Do you handle all the business here for Qin Hanyue?"
Fidel considered it briefly and still told Qiao Ying the truth: "No, I don't handle business, I handle people."
Thinking to himself, she actually calls the boss directly by name.
Qiao Ying sized him up, "Handle people?"
Fidel reacted right away and explained, "The one who stole your car isn't our man. The crew is just my cover identity."
He added: "I'll return your car safe and sound tonight, tomorrow at the latest."
Qiao Ying: "Obedient."
Fidel let out a breath in relief, smiling, "May I boldly ask, are you and our boss....business partners? Feel free to ignore me if that's inappropriate. I'm just curious. My boss told me to treat you like him and follow your orders."
He asked tactfully, clearly aware the relationship was very unusual.
Just imagining the possibility of Qiao Ying falling for him earlier, Fidel was now freaking out: Doomed.
The boxing ring was not big, with only a platform set up in the middle.
The facilities and environment could be described as simple - the lights were not on and it was pitch black. There were few people in the boxing ring during the day, only some who looked like staff. The whole boxing ring was quiet.
"Does the organization have some big action recently? Why the urgency to recruit so aggressively, even the skills of those two people last night could only qualify them to sweep the doorsteps on the outermost layer of the organization."
"I heard some rumors that Black Spade A and Red Heart K died, looks like they offended someone they shouldn't have."
On the second floor, in the narrow dark corridor, two staff members of the boxing ring were talking in hushed voices.
"How is that possible? They are Black Spade A and Red Heart K, who in the world has that capability?"
"Looks like it's not just the two of them, several seniors of Shadow Squadron were also lost, that's why the organization is recruiting so urgently."
"Are you serious? Could it be the target that Blood Shadow failed to take out came back for revenge?"
"You might have guessed right, only the target that survived from Blood Shadow would have this capability."
"Even Blood Shadow died by his hands, does the organization have the power to confront him? Just who is he?"
"Stop guessing, be vigilant. Moon Shadow specifically told us to be cautious, something might happen."
The two were completely unaware that the figure hiding in the darkness had heard their entire conversation before silently leaving.
When Qiao Ying came out of the boxing ring, she drove around the small town aimlessly. Suddenly, an off-road vehicle similar to Fidel's followed her, obviously one of Fidel's crew members.
Soon, six or seven off-road vehicles were trailing behind Qiao Ying.
An inevitable car chase.
The dusty roads irritated the slightly fastidious Qiao Ying. Not wanting to end up covered in dirt, she shook off her pursuers and circled back to the hotel.
Just as she entered the hotel, she saw Fidel already waiting for her in the lobby.
There was a huge wound on his face, looking miserable.
Of course with Fidel and his crew as local overlords here, finding a girl new in town took no time at all.
"Where's my car? And take a look at my face, how much is the medical fee?" Fidel had a decent temper, he didn't get physical with Qiao Ying directly. He didn't seem too upset either.
Perhaps because Qiao Ying was connected to the boxing ring, he didn't act recklessly.
Qiao Ying glanced at him and headed straight for the elevator, "Get that guy to return my car."
Fidel put his hands on his hips, greatly exasperated, "Hey, can you be reasonable? It wasn't me who stole your car but that damned guy."
Qiao Ying: "Aren't all the unlucky ones here randomly generated? Whoever's turn it is, is whoever it is. Where's the honor?"
Fidel: "I bought my car through proper channels, not stolen from some unlucky guy."
Qiao Ying lazily replied: "Oh is that so? I snatched my new car from an unlucky guy this morning."
Her new car? The unlucky Fidel was stunned, "???"
Fidel: "I'm here to get my stuff back. Don't blame me for being impolite if you keep refusing, you robber!"
Seeing that she was about to get into the elevator, Fidel reached out to grab Qiao Ying's shoulder. Unexpectedly, she dodged his hand with a sidestep, as if eyes grew on the back of her head. Then she kicked him without hesitation. Qiao Ying didn't use full force but still made Fidel's eyeballs bulge outwards. He curled up clutching his abdomen and slowly knelt down on the ground.
Qiao Ying stood in the elevator, "Bring my car or one of that guy's hands in exchange."
Kneeling on the ground and twisted in pain, Fidel squeezed out, "......so vicious, you'll never find a boyfriend!"
Fidel walked out of the hotel fuming, wanting to steal his car back. But after searching the surroundings, he couldn't find it anywhere.
Infuriated, he was about to return to demand an explanation from Qiao Ying.
Just then his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, the casual and lazy attitude on Fidel instantly vanished without a trace.
He answered the call.
Hearing the caller report their boss's name and ask for firearms, Fidel almost stood at attention. He lowered his voice respectfully, "Miss Qiao?"
The temperature dropped quickly and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.
There was a small tavern near the boxing ring. Fidel sat by the window waiting for someone. Then he saw Qiao Ying drive up in the "new car" outside.
Fidel touched the wound on his face.
Muttering: "Connected to the boxing ring huh."
Unfortunately he had business now and no time to settle accounts with her. Unexpectedly the car thief walked into the tavern straight towards him the next moment.
Their eyes met.
Qiao Ying thought: So it really is this guy.
Although Fidel's voice was proper on the phone, Qiao Ying still recognized it, just not 100% sure.
Can't believe this guy is under Qin Hanyue.
But Fidel thought: Don't tell me this girl has taken a liking to me?
As soon as this idea popped up, Fidel, who was just imagining Qiao Ying falling for him and a MAY-DECEMBER ROMANCE to spice up his life, instantly changed how he looked at her.
He sized up the girl sitting opposite him. Not bad, although the girl's a bit fierce, her temperament suits his taste and she's pretty too. Unfortunately he had business now.
Fidel: "I don't have time to talk about returning the car and medical fees now. But we can set some time later."
Qiao Ying: "Where's my stuff?"
Fidel: "What?"
Qiao Ying: "My surname is Qiao."
Fidel's expression froze. He stared at Qiao Ying incredulously, stunned silly.
Also a bit panicked.
He opened his mouth, pronouncing the standard Mandarin carefully: "......You are Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Ying: "You can speak Chinese."
Fidel nodded blankly: "Yes."
Qiao Ying: "The goods?"
It took Fidel a moment to react. He quickly slid the black suitcase by his feet to Qiao Ying across from him, still not over the shock.
Qiao Ying opened the suitcase a crack and peeked inside.
Fidel: "You, you're so young?"
Qiao Ying looked at him.
"What I mean is, I thought you were a woman."
Qiao Ying: "....."
"I mean, I didn't expect you to be a little girl." He imagined a black widow.
Qiao Ying: "Do you handle all the business here for Qin Hanyue?"
Fidel considered it briefly and still told Qiao Ying the truth: "No, I don't handle business, I handle people."
Thinking to himself, she actually calls the boss directly by name.
Qiao Ying sized him up, "Handle people?"
Fidel reacted right away and explained, "The one who stole your car isn't our man. The crew is just my cover identity."
He added: "I'll return your car safe and sound tonight, tomorrow at the latest."
Qiao Ying: "Obedient."
Fidel let out a breath in relief, smiling, "May I boldly ask, are you and our boss....business partners? Feel free to ignore me if that's inappropriate. I'm just curious. My boss told me to treat you like him and follow your orders."
He asked tactfully, clearly aware the relationship was very unusual.
Just imagining the possibility of Qiao Ying falling for him earlier, Fidel was now freaking out: Doomed.
