Suddenly, a chilling wind seemed to rise in the narrow alley.
That was the wind created by the skilled R team members as they sprinted towards their target.
They were so agile that even the wind they generated while running, when gathered together, resembled a small hurricane, bringing an ominous feeling to the entire alley.
Xing Zhicheng nodded in satisfaction.
Team R's morale is high, which is great.
It seems that their previous repeated defeats have not destroyed their confidence.
Xing Zhicheng always felt that a temporary setback didn't mean anything. After all, there are wins and losses, and if you lose, you can always win it back. As long as you're still alive, that's all that matters.
No one can win all the time, and no one can lose all the time.
The worst fear is that the entire R group will collapse and never recover.
The reason Xing Zhicheng brought Team R to Jiang City was to train them into his own core team. After all, looking at the entire Xing family's combat force, there are very few action teams that haven't been recruited by other high-level members.
The current R team is still a bit lacking, but that's okay. It's not a problem with their ability, but rather that they lack experience. Under the pressure from other action teams, they find it difficult to find opportunities to prove themselves.
Xing Zhicheng was willing to give them this opportunity because, compared to adding flowers to brocade, providing charcoal in the snow is more likely to make people willingly work for him.
Xing Zhicheng needed a loyal team because he knew how brutal the factional struggles within the Xing family were. Under such circumstances, without a reliable armed force, no matter how much power and money one had, it would all be lost sooner or later, and one might not even be able to save one's life.
That's why he was so patient with Group R. Even though they were the notorious underdogs in the Xing family's action team, Xing Zhicheng never treated them with prejudice. Instead, he showed them several times more kindness and patience than he did with the outstanding action teams.
All acts of kindness done without a clear reason are intended to be profitable.
In the eyes of aristocratic families, the exchange of benefits is the only standard for measuring a problem.
"I hope I can get what I want this time..."
Xing Zhicheng did not move. He left three R team members alone with him to deal with any emergencies.
It's only about capturing a young master of the Xia family who doesn't have much skill. Using an entire action team is already a serious undertaking. The previous failure was because Team R took too long, until Wen Chenlu arrived. This time, from receiving the news to setting off and arriving here, it didn't take more than half an hour. Xing Zhicheng is confident that Xia Che is now completely unaware that they have made a move.
Even if Wen Chenlu is highly skilled, what good is it if she can't catch up with someone who is not prepared?
There's plenty of time to take Xia Che away before Wen Chenlu arrives.
Therefore, Xing Zhicheng led a few people to stay behind and wait for the good news that was about to arrive.
The temperature had dropped at night. The incident happened suddenly, and Xing Zhicheng was only wearing a coat. At this moment, a cold wind that seemed to have come from nowhere blew against his body, making Xing Zhicheng shiver.
"Third Master, why don't you go inside and warm up? With a few of us here guarding the place, everything will be fine."
A perceptive member of Group R noticed this detail and came over to ask him a considerate question.
"No need, we're all the same. There's no reason why I'm the only one feeling cold while you're not. I'll just have a smoke."
Xing Zhicheng waved his hand, took out a pack of cigarettes from his inner pocket, lit one, and then waved the cigarette pack in front of the group, indicating that they could take one if they wanted to smoke. The group was flattered and quickly waved their hands to refuse.
They really didn't dare to smoke the cigarettes of the Third Master Xing.
These important people offered them cigarettes...
What's the difference between this and an emperor traveling incognito to the south of the Yangtze River?
"but……"
Seeing that none of them were smoking, Xing Zhicheng didn't think anything of it. He put the cigarette pack back in, then picked up a tablet, opened Xia Che's photo, zoomed in, and didn't want to miss any detail.
After staring at Xia Che's photo for a long time, Xing Zhicheng suddenly frowned.
"This kid... he looks so familiar from this angle?"
"It's like I've seen it somewhere before."
"Impossible, right? Hmm... Where is it?"
Xing Zhicheng exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, his brows furrowing beneath the smoke as he stared intently at the photo of Xia Che's face on the tablet.
He was quite certain that his memory was accurate; Xing Zhicheng had indeed seen him somewhere before.
Xing Zhicheng even vaguely felt that Xia Che had left a deep impression on him, someone he would have to empty his pockets to please.
But I just can't remember it right now.
How could that be?
He's just an abandoned son of the Xia family. Why should he have to empty his family's coffers to curry favor with him?
Even if the Xia family were at its peak, let alone now that it has fallen on hard times, it would never have made him so humble!
"Where...have I seen this before?"
Xing Zhicheng sighed softly, his voice rising and drifting into the night along with the smoke.
...
"Huff... huff..."
Xia Che ran down the street, his eyes scanning his surroundings nervously, trying to find that petite figure.
The other person clearly left the door right after me, but now I can't even see them anymore.
"Damn it... I found Wu Qi'en, who left before Qing Ning, but I can't find Qing Ning, who left a step behind them? Is that girl wearing white socks made of fire wheels?"
Xia Che was too exhausted to run any further and leaned against a roadside telephone pole to catch his breath.
When they saw that Xia Che had chased after them, Wu Qi'en was also surprised. At first, they thought Xia Che had come to cause trouble, and the group was on high alert. But when they heard that Qing Ning had run out and that Xia Che had come to find her, they were even more surprised.
Because after they went out the door, they got into the car and were about to leave, and no one else was seen coming out during that time.
After asking Xia Che if he needed help and being refused, Wu Qi'en didn't press the matter further, as he couldn't stay there any longer, so he left with the others.
Xia Che had run back and forth through the nearby streets many times, but he hadn't even seen a trace of Qing Ning.
"Damn it... Is the first skill assassins learn to master: lightness skill? How could someone run that fast in the blink of an eye? And escape right under Wu Qi'en's noses... Is it really possible for a human to be that fast?"
Xia Che rested for a while before feeling some relief from the swelling in his lungs caused by the strenuous exercise.
There was no way around it; the negative effects of sealing his meridians were multifaceted, including a decrease in physical strength. In the past, Xia Che could even do a weighted cross-country run around the city, but now he was already seeing stars after just a few laps around the streets.
During this time, Xia Che even wondered if Qing Ning had gone back, so he went back to the apartment alone to check, but he still didn't see her.
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