Chapter 79 Do you want to join? [VIP]

Just as Cheng You was about to tell the man in front of him who looked exactly like him, "Cecil, let me take that policeman away," a throwing knife suddenly came flying at him. Cheng You nimbly jumped back, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The man's face was almost identical to Matsukawa Yuki's. The only difference was that the man's eyes and brows were full of ruthlessness and bloodlust, while Matsukawa Yuki's face always contained a hint of gentleness.

The man pulled a gun from his pocket and pressed it directly against Cheng You's temple: "You're Song Chuan? This face is disgusting."

Upon hearing his voice, Cheng You was shocked; it sounded at least 80% like Matsukawa Yuki's. But his tone suggested he deeply resented the matter. Cheng You thought that perhaps Cecil had forced him to undergo plastic surgery, and even his voice had been altered.

However, he didn't understand why he should hate the owner of this face when he should hate Cecil, that lunatic.

Cheng didn't care too much about this matter. He reached into his pocket for the gun that Morofushi Kagemitsu had left him. It was best not to fight. It would be bad if the gunshot attracted other people. Cheng was also afraid that the man would kill Matsuda Jinpei in a fit of rage. So he tried to keep his voice low and his tone gentle: "Your boss sent me to take him away."

The man remained unmoved by these words: "I know. But the boss said that how I deal with you is entirely up to me. So, I want to kill you."

What? Cecil doesn't want the Eastern Invincible Pavilion's stronghold anymore? He's going to kill me directly? That old fox Cecil, he never tells the truth.

The man seemed to understand Cheng You's meaning, and he laughed mockingly: "Don't you know? The boss said he promised to let that policeman live, but he didn't say he'd let you live. Tell him about the remaining three strongholds of the Invincible East Pavilion, and I'll consider going easy on you."

"Bastard." Cheng You was truly impressed by Cecil's shamelessness and couldn't help but curse out loud.

The man laughed even more brazenly: "The boss said that you and he agreed that when you see that policeman, you should tell him the locations of the remaining three outposts. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to make my move."

Cheng You was furious and had nowhere to vent his anger. Cecil was such a bastard. Fine, he'd just attack. He had no intention of talking to the man in front of him anymore.

Judging from the way the man just attacked, the man in front of him must be quite skilled in combat. Considering the current situation, Cheng You felt that he had an 80% chance of successfully killing the man.

Once he came to his senses, Cheng You didn't say anything. He directly pulled out the scalpel he had prepared beforehand and slashed it twice at the man's face. The man tilted his head to avoid the fatal wound from the scalpel, which was only a blur in his vision, but the scalpel still grazed his face, leaving a deep gash that bled profusely.

The man touched the blood on his face, smeared it on his fingers, and licked it, his face filled with madness: "This is... really interesting..."

Cheng didn't give him a chance to react, firing two shots directly into his heart.

The man was agile and dodged the bullets, which only left some superficial wounds on his body.

There are six bullets left.

Cheng You still finds it easier to use the shovel, but bullets are faster; each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and there's no way to combine them all.

After a moment's thought, Cheng You had an idea: he would try throwing the scalpel at lightning speed the instant the bullet was fired.

The man stopped and sneered, "Your aim is still far from perfect."

Cheng ignored him, quickly retreating while firing two bullets with his right hand and a scalpel flying out with his left.

The sound of a scalpel could be perfectly masked by the sound of a bullet. The moment the man dodged the bullet, the scalpel landed on him.

By the time the man realized what was happening, the scalpel was already on his groin, and pain spread instantly.

One of the bullets hit my leg and then plunged into my heart.

"Ugh, how annoying." The man knelt on the ground, blood streaming down his face.

Cheng You walked up to the man and said, "Your plastic surgery was quite a failure." Zhu Fujingguang's disguise skills were superb. He taught Cheng You how to tell if someone was disguised. Obviously, the man's face showed no signs of disguise, and there were even a few strange spots when Cheng You joked around.

"Ha, the boss liked you so much, and then you suddenly disappeared. The boss liked you, huh? Back then, he mentioned you whenever he spoke, and he thought of you when he went for walks. I've been by his side for so many years, and he's never trusted me like that. I had absolutely no status in the research institute." The man began to recount Cecil's story with resentment.

“Until one day, the boss suddenly came to me and said that he understood my intentions and knew my efforts, so he had a task for me to complete. If I completed it, I could be promoted, promoted in the research institute, and promoted in his heart.”

“He said he wanted me to get plastic surgery to look like the man in the portrait, and that man was you. But I couldn’t hurt my boss’s feelings, so I did it. After that, my boss took me everywhere he went. I thought he genuinely accepted and trusted me. But then one time he said my voice wasn’t good and I needed to get it fixed. But I didn’t know how. So he came to me personally and fixed it little by little.”

"Do you know how painful that process is?! You don't know!"

"That's when I finally realized that my value lay in being your substitute! That's why I hate you, I despise you."

"The boss noticed my anger and told me to go out and wander around often so I could vent my anger by killing the friends I met with this face."

"Hahaha, this is really interesting."

Cheng You looked at his crazed state and found it somewhat laughable, yet something lingered in her heart.

medicine?

Yes, it's medicine!

Cheng had seen a similar state before; it was from a drug developed by the research institute, a drug that could control people and make them lose their minds.

However, the poison in front of him was clearly more dangerous than what Cheng You had seen three years ago.

Cheng found a scalpel and disposable gloves that he always carried with him. While the man was still lost in his frantic memories, he cut the man's arm. Fresh blood flowed out, and Cheng used several disposable gloves to collect some of the blood and seal them up.

He turned around and sent the address to Takeda Ryosuke. He figured they would be here soon to get things done and then bring a test tube to have some blood drawn.

To prevent the bodies from being taken away by researchers like they were three years ago, Cheng took some himself.

The man's voice trailed off: "He told me to kill you, huh... You're so capable, he just... wants you to kill me... Maybe he thinks I'm useless..."

"Cecil, you're ruthless..." After saying this, his body fell to the ground, and he fell silent.

Cecil is offering him a free kill? No way, Cheng You thought. Besides, in Cecil's mind, Matsukawa Yuki wasn't that great; it was just that Cheng You, who came this time, was very powerful.

Cheng ignored him and hurriedly went to Matsuda Jinpei to check his breathing. Thankfully, he was still alive.

He looked at Matsuda Jinpei's wounds; he had been hit by bullets in the abdomen and leg.

Cheng tore off a few pieces of cloth from his coat and used them to bandage Matsuda Jinpei.

The pain jolted Matsuda Jinpei awake, and he instinctively grabbed the hand: "Who?"

His gaze shifted upwards, and after clearly seeing who it was, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but smile: "So it wasn't an illusion after all..."

"Why would you follow someone who's had plastic surgery here?" Cheng was afraid this was a final burst of energy before death, so he tried to find a topic to keep Matsuda from fainting. However, this topic was just something he said offhand and was obviously not a good one.

"Intuition. I'm very perceptive. My sixth sense is spot on. I feel that person has something to do with you..."

"Hmm...maybe it's related. Anything else?" After bandaging her up, Cheng tried to carry Matsuda on his back, but the other woman said she was much better and could walk on her own.

Cheng You helped him walk along the wall.

Matsuda Jinpei: "Are you doing something dangerous?"

Cheng paused, then said, "No."

"That man said you..." Matsuda Jinpei stopped abruptly, seemingly realizing that this was not a good thing, as it involved Matsukawa Yuki's secret, so he did not continue.

Cheng You thought about it and decided there was nothing he couldn't say. After all, his identity as Matsukawa Yuki was that of a foreign agent, just like Cheng You, secretly handling the cases involving the Japanese research institute and the Black Organization.

"Me? It's not that I didn't want to come back all these years, but the missions abroad required me. Recently, some things happened in Beika Town, Japan, so our department sent me to complete the mission." Cheng said casually, telling Matsuda not to feel burdened by mentioning this.

"The mission," Matsuda Jinpei said, recalling the man from earlier and the boss he mentioned. These people were definitely not simple characters. "Are you alone?"

“No, I also have a friend, Kurosaki Shinji. Hmm… My friend has an organization that investigates things and then assists me. Are you interested?” Cheng asked seriously.

The Dongfang Bubai Pavilion is perfectly capable of protecting its friends. If Matsuda Jinpei is willing to join, it will provide some convenience for itself and allow for reasonable protection. It will also eliminate any excuses it may have in the future.

Perfect.

He looked at Matsuda Jinpei, whose expression indicated he was deep in thought.

I wonder if he'd be willing...