Chapter 145: You Want to Interfere Too?
"Brother Fan, can you really get all this done in three days?" Gu Feifei asked Zhou Fan with a worried look, stepping out of the bathroom and drying her damp hair.
"Of course. Three days is more than enough!" With a grand wave of his hand, Zhou Fan pulled Gu Feifei toward him.
"You've got that look in your eye. What are you up to?" Gu Feifei fell onto Zhou Fan. She lifted her face to look at him as he loomed over her, her cheeks flushing red as she continued to tease him.
"Of course!" Zhou Fan replied with two words and a wicked grin, then slung Gu Feifei over his shoulder and headed back toward the bathroom.
"'Of course?' Of course what? Brother Fan, you're playing word games! You know perfectly well what I was asking!" Gu Feifei protested with playful exaggeration. Whether it was intentional or not, her bath towel slipped off as she struggled.
"You little minx, where did you learn all these tricks?"
"The internet! It's so advanced now, you can find tons of this stuff with a quick search."
"Is that so? Then you can show me every single one!"
The sounds of their playful banter and the unrestrained splashing of water echoed from the bathroom, suggesting it was destined to be a sleepless night.
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"Blake, when are we making our move? According to our intel, they're in that hotel not far from here. The Nether King is there too!" About three hundred meters from the hotel where Zhou Fan and the others were staying, two men sat in a restaurant, discussing their plans in low voices while enjoying a delicious meal.
"Sean, we can't be hasty. You know the Nether King. Even though he isn't ranked in the Assassin Gang, the Netherworld King's Hall he founded was incredibly powerful. It ranked in the top five in the entire mercenary world. He may have been betrayed, but he's bound to have some die-hard loyalists with him. We should investigate thoroughly before we make a move." Blake, a man with a thick beard dressed in a well-fitting suit, took a sip of white liquor and shook his head from the burn.
"And don't forget, the Nether King isn't the only one in that hotel. There's also Vatican from Wolf Fang and a top assassin from Dark Night. I have no intention of letting this mission ruin my one-hundred-percent success rate."
Hearing Blake's well-reasoned argument, Sean nodded in agreement. But then his brow furrowed as he asked, "Since Vatican from Wolf Fang is here, do you think He Yi from Tiger Teeth and that woman from Dragon Fang might be here too?"
"Fuck, don't talk nonsense! There's no way that woman is here. I just got intel this afternoon that she's on a mission in Africa!" Blake, who had been perfectly calm just a moment ago, suddenly exploded. He was truly, deeply wary of the woman from Dragon Fang that Sean had mentioned.
'He remembered that woman. For one mission, she'd hunted him for hundreds of kilometers. In the end, he'd fled back to his own territory, where it took over a hundred men with guns and heavy weapons to keep him safe. Even then, he'd had to make a frantic call and pay an enormous price to get the assassination contract on him canceled.'
'She was... a complete lunatic!'
'She clearly had a much more important identity and status, yet she just had to go around being an international assassin. The most infuriating part was that almost no one could touch her.'
Sean shrugged. 'I was just saying,' he thought. 'Does he really need to overreact like that?'
"So, we should still set a timeline, right? Are we just going to wait here forever?" Sean asked in a low voice.
"Yes. We wait for an opportunity. The perfect opportunity to kill the Nether King in a single strike. Besides, that bastard Ye Fei didn't give us a deadline," Blake said nonchalantly. 'If there were a contract out on Ye Fei, I'd rather take that one. I can't stand traitors.'
"Captain, our guys just received a message from Tiger Teeth. They've spotted a lot of suspicious individuals near our hotel, at least twenty of them."
This was the report Vatican received from his subordinate early the next morning, just as he'd woken up and come down to the lobby for breakfast.
"Looks like this group is pretty cautious," Vatican said, nodding. He pinched the bridge of his nose. 'If they just keep dragging this out, it's not a viable solution for us, even if we have the time.'
"Where are you?"
After a moment of thought, Vatican decided to call He Yi.
"Jiang Province. Less than five hundred meters from your hotel," He Yi's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Tiger Teeth is getting involved in this too?" Vatican asked, his brow furrowed in clear displeasure.
"Yeah. I didn't want to either. It was an order from your master," He Yi replied, hearing the annoyance in Vatican's tone but not caring in the slightest.
"Fine. What's the plan, then? The enemy is clearly more patient than we thought. Should we come up with a plan to lure them out?" Hearing that the order came from his master, Lingling Daoist, Vatican didn't argue further and switched to discussing their next move.
"That's not my specialty. Go ask the Nether King. He'll definitely have a way," He Yi said before hanging up.