Chapter 56

Shan Li was startled, then bent down to hug his back and asked, "What if I say, 'I want to'?"

"That's your business." Without mercy, Pei Huai pushed him away. Escorted by his bodyguards, he walked towards the entrance. The two cousins ​​were left alone, facing each other in the darkness.

As soon as he left, Xiang Mingqi's pitiful appearance disappeared. He sneered, his shoulders arched, and then punched a bodyguard who came forward, reaching into his mouth and forcibly prying open his upper and lower teeth.

When his mouth was fully opened, Xiang Mingqi also went around behind him, closed his mouth, and opened it again to match his tone of voice: "No way." His eyes sparkled, "You don't really think that such a small number of people can deal with me?"

"Indeed. I wanted to kill you, but he just warned me. You were part of the baggage he was taking."

"That's quite the older brother's way of describing it. Did he have anything else to say?" Xiang Mingqi stared at him, his face grim as he clenched his teeth, his eyes fierce enough to rip his brains out. "Like warning you not to fucking steal your own brother's girl."

The man raised his lips: "You are jealous."

"You've provoked the wrong person." Xiang Mingqi grinned, revealing a row of sharp white teeth, and leaned forward. "At least I'm just a piece of luggage to him. As for you, if he's even slightly dissatisfied, I promise to slit your throat with my own hands."

"It seems that for the time being, I can still maintain 'peace' with my brother." Shan Li smiled meaningfully. "Be careful. If he loses interest in you, I'm not sure you'll have a chance to argue with me alive."

After saying this, Shan Li turned around and left without even looking at him.

The rapid progress in their relationship over the past few days had indeed surprised him. Contrary to what he had imagined before coming here, Pei Huai seemed to have a special feeling for his younger brother.

This means that he can no longer attack Xiang Mingqi.

For the next two or three days, Pei Huai didn't mention Xiang Mingqi, let alone meet him. Shan Li, however, registered a presidential suite for him at his hotel, assigned a 24-hour security detail, and provided him with top-tier servants and entertainment services, practically treating him like a young lady.

After signing the employment agreement, Shan Li finally relaxed his surveillance of him.

After all, when he saw his asking price, the man was stunned: "Your asking price can be higher. Mr. Pei, you know I value you more than anyone else."

"I'm here to work. Not to be supported by you." Pei Huai continued with that inhumane answer.

He could go out, but most of the time, he accompanied Shan Li to meetings under surveillance. These days, the latter had been subjected to frequent retaliatory attacks, and Pei Huai realized why they were so eager to recruit him.

It is worth mentioning that Shan Li was more irritable than he thought.

It had nothing to do with the attack. After all, having someone like Pei Huai by your side was a very prestigious thing, but doing so often required taking on more responsibility.

For example, the men's intense gazes, excessive attentiveness, probing, and various cunning tactics at the meeting. Some were even more absurd. They used the contract as an excuse to get him out of the way. When he realized the situation wasn't going well and turned back, the man was already kneeling before Pei Huai, kissing the back of his hand, begging him for a flogging.

Every time this happened, Pei Huai would retract his hand as if disgusted and leave with a gloomy face.

Shan Li also gradually realized the source of the sense of crisis.

Pei Huai was incredibly handsome. His face was straight and refreshing, a quality not only due to his fine bone structure, but also due to his slender figure. When relaxed, his shoulders and ribs formed a distinct and harmonious form. When he shifted from stillness to movement, his muscles stretched like a fully stretched bow, exuding an indestructible aura, a strength that could penetrate the spine if he let go.

Only when you meet someone face to face, you will realize that this person's temperament cannot be described in words.

Shan Li had no choice but to change his strategy: under deliberate guidance, he personally served Pei Huai several times during the meal, smiling at his disgust. He also pulled him aside in front of everyone and whispered instructions in his ear.

As expected, rumors of their affair spread. Of course, Pei Huai was unaware of this, and simply felt that everyone's attitude towards him was a little subtle.

In addition, he has been under strict supervision since he joined the company, so no rumors could reach his ears.

During this time, Cink had also lost track of Xiang Mingqi, but Shan Li was certain that once the rumors spread, he wouldn't sit idly by. He was a very jealous person. To put it crudely, it was like a dog guarding its food, possessiveness, and masculine instincts.

He must be eager to see Pei Huai.

So after dinner, Shan Li found his new employee and asked him to have a partner accompany him when performing tasks alone.

Pei Huai had no objection.

After receiving his tacit approval, he was immediately assigned a new task. He met his new partner at a coffee shop. Located far from a residential area and in a quiet environment, this Italian-style coffee shop was rarely visited. Fortunately, it had a wide selection of snacks, including pizza, cola, honey biscuits, and cookies. The rules here were also Italian: coffee had to be drunk standing up.

Shan Li knew that he was not adaptable, so he reserved a seat outside the store in advance. When he arrived at the seat, Pei Huai spotted an unexpected figure under the parasol.

He immediately dialed Shan Li's number. After the call rang, he said nothing and waited for the other party's explanation with a grim expression.

The other end was very understanding and immediately asked with a smile: [Have you seen him yet?]

【……reason. 】

"Due to some minor incidents, I learned that you and the Dexing family were in conflict. Before taking action against the Bangkok Hotel, they were trying to suppress this organization. I intervened briefly and saved the child's life. Later, I found your business card in his pocket. I guess you two have a close relationship. So... a pleasant cooperation?"

Pei Huai hung up the phone and took a deep breath. He didn't want to look at that seat again.

Duan Heng. He was the student he met at the end of a commission. Due to his father's death, he was forced to take on a debt that was not his.

Looking at him now, with scars all over his face, a piece of gauze stuck to the corner of his mouth, and even his hair shaved short and thin, he looks like a ruffian. Pei Huai can no longer find the original youthful heroism in him.

"What are you looking at?" The boy, still savoring his frothy coffee, raised his head and licked the foam on his upper lip. "I'm weird here? Didn't I say I can take care of myself?"

Pei Huai took the coffee cup and took a sip. The atmosphere between his brows thickened.

At first, Duan Heng didn't understand the complex expression on his face. With shining eyes, he described the situation of submitting his application for withdrawal, especially the expressions of the teachers at the counter. They were frightened and said they knew his family was difficult and that he was facing difficulties in life, but they couldn't let his studies get in the way.

The boy took off the lid of the cup and drank while slamming the table in anger.

He said that his teachers didn't like him at all. They thought he didn't listen carefully, was a dull-witted person, and said he had no future and would only follow in his father's footsteps. So that day, when he saw those people sighing and lamenting, he felt incredibly satisfied, and...

When he mentioned the transition word, Duan Heng paused, two blushes quickly appearing on his cheeks, and he lowered his voice and said. When he received the business card, he was very conflicted. After his father passed away, there was no one to help him make decisions. He was alone, and he had not even finished high school, and he had to wander at a crossroads in life.

However, ever since he met Pei Huai that day, he finally found the path he wanted to take. The child's face turned even redder after he said this.

"You shouldn't come here." After listening to the story, Pei Huai put down the cup and looked at him with unusual calmness.

"Shouldn't I? Do you still want me to go back to school? What am I supposed to do there? Study?" The boy snorted coldly. "I don't want to. The high school entrance exam has been over for several days. Even if I go to school, it's useless. I have to pay back the money, be mocked by them, and go to school on an empty stomach. Whoever wants to go can go."

"...You'll regret this."

"I can't." The boy's attitude was also very tough.

Pei Huai lowered his eyelids and stopped talking to him.

-

Following his experience of hanging out on the streets, Duan Heng finally unfolded the content of the operation: Shan Li had lost control of the personnel he had recently planted in PPoX Pharmaceutical Company. After obtaining the pharmaceutical company's research and development data, this person tripled the purchase price, but after getting the money, he did not provide the information he wanted.

Fortunately, tempted by the money, he agreed to a final deal with Jingshan Real Estate and provided the meeting location. Shan Li hoped they could apprehend the suspect quickly and bring him back to the company. The drug's release was imminent.

"Seven hundred thousand? Is he crazy?" Duan Heng exclaimed, clutching his hand when he saw the last purchase price. "With this six... or seven figures, I can not only pay those people back, but also buy the skateboard and bicycle I want!" He was about to nudge Pei Huai with his elbow, but the other man stared at him out of the corner of his eye and pulled back. He whispered, "If you had that much money, what would you do?"

Pei Huai bit the half-wrapped bandage on his wrist and didn't say a word to him.

Duan Heng wasn't Xiang Mingqi; he'd known to shut up after getting himself into trouble. He waited patiently until the company sent him the instructions. Pei Huai secured the straps diagonally and walked off, not intending to wait for him.

The boy struggled to pull the plastic bag containing the money and chased after him, shouting, "Hey, why are you in such a hurry? Tell me what I want to do first."

"Enter through the main entrance."

"What about you?"

No answer. Using his index finger as the axis, he twisted the claw knife inside and out, then held it firmly. As he worked, he walked toward the shadows on the west side of the factory building.

"Huh?" The latter dragged the woven bag and looked at a loss. "Hey, no, don't leave me here alone without saying anything! Damn it!"

Even though he was dissatisfied, since his more experienced senior had given the order, Duan Heng had no choice but to follow it.

There were two people guarding the factory door, dressed in the typical attire of a security company. One of them was suspicious that he had come alone, but Duan Heng quickly replied that a companion was waiting in the car.

The other party said a few words to Mai and waved his hand to let him in.

The helpless boy was still looking back a moment before entering the door, but unfortunately he found nothing, so he had to bite the bullet and step over the steel bars.

As soon as the shutters fell, the guard gestured toward the second-floor window, and quickly received a similar response. The guard straightened up and continued his duty.

Behind the railing, Pei Huai withdrew his hand from the glass and raised his foot to crush the sniper's back. He turned on the radio, listened to the channel's instructions, and used his claw knife to cut the tendon from the man's inner thigh to prevent him from struggling. Then he gagged him with a hemp rope and tied him to the railing.

At this moment, the radio chirped: [Target is within range, please wait for instructions.]

"Roger that." Pei Huai held the communicator horizontally to his lips, his hand facing inward. He knocked the sniper unconscious with an elbow. "All units, please note. Repeat your coordinates."

-

As soon as he entered the room, a half-dead man was thrown at his feet. Seeing the blood gushing out of the man's throat after being cut, Duan Heng was shocked. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his fear, pretending to be calm and walked deeper.

"Hey, what's the matter? Are you the only one here? Brother Shan, are you looking down on me?" The man in the trench coat on the rocking chair was working with both hands alternately, squinting at him.

"My companion is in the car."

"Hmm." The other party hummed incomprehensibly, swung the butterfly knife a few times and closed it perfectly. "Where's the stuff? Did you bring it?"

"Here." He tugged at the woven bag. "Give me half first. My companion has the other half. He'll give it to you only after he confirms that I'm safe."

The security guard beside him pretended to take it, but Duan Heng reacted quickly and put the woven bag behind him: "You take what I want first."

"Okay, take it."

The other party tossed a USB flash drive over to him in a very polite manner, but Duan Heng still refused: "Check the goods first." The security guard wisely brought a laptop and placed it in front of him.

However, just as he started reading the data, a burst of gunfire outside the factory shattered his pretended calmness.

Is it the direction of the car? Duan Heng stood up to grab the USB drive, and the loading bar suddenly jumped to the bottom, and the panel automatically popped up. Only then did he realize that the directory was filled with only a row of empty files.

"You lied to me?" He raised his eyes, his expression twisted with disbelief.

The man on the chair slowly bit off his glove, a sly smile on his face: "...You know, you really should have let Shan Li's charming little lover come. That way, I might have spared your life."

Suddenly, Duan Heng felt a whirring sound brushing against his scalp. It was a blunt weapon. He crouched down, his head in his hands, as the next shot zipped through the water pipe, splashing all over him.

——The bullet hole was less than a few centimeters away from his neck.

When he looked up from the ground, he realized that Pei Huai had somehow killed the sniper and had suddenly rushed in. He used his arms to form a cross-shaped throat lock, strangling the sixth security guard until he fainted.

The series of actions took place in just over ten seconds, without a single drag, so fluid that even the man was caught off guard. Pei Huai kicked the still-dazed Duan Heng behind him, his claws slicing deep into his face and chest. He tilted his head, and blood inevitably splattered on his cheek.

When the mastermind tried to see him clearly, the next second, the white-haired young man rushed over and put a rope in his mouth, binding him tightly to the seat. He also stepped on his chest, the pain almost dislodged his lungs.

"Go on." Pei Huai elbowed him in the face, his tone extremely cold, "Who is whose lover?"