The dark side of this place is revealed: it not only sells prostitution, but also engages in smuggling and drug trafficking. They have tried to catch them several times but failed. Each time, either the perpetrators got wind of the operation and escaped, or the perpetrators beat them to death.
Very few of them come back alive. If it weren't for the mission's requirement and they couldn't refuse, they wouldn't dare go even if you killed them.
Of course, Fang Hua might be an exception; even if he can't be caught, he can still come back alive.
Considering that the shop had powerful backers, the instructors ordered them to act first and report later, to capture the leader first.
The two discussed it back and forth, but in reality, it was only Fang Rong who was thinking of a solution. Fang Hua's solution was simply to improvise when there was no other way.
Fang Rong would say ten sentences, and he would only say "uh-huh" once, which made Fang Rong want to punch him.
Considering his injury, he couldn't force his way in; a direct assault would mean fighting from start to finish, which would be too exhausting. So Fang Rong came up with an idea: Fang Hua would play the female, and he would go to sell himself—of course, it would be fake. The main purpose of this was to infiltrate the brothel's lair.
However, Fang Rong was worried that he would refuse being bought and sold like a female, but he was obviously overthinking it, as Fang Hua readily agreed.
He probably couldn't distinguish between male and female, and since wearing a skirt would be comfortable and he could be free down there, he agreed.
With his agreement, things became much easier. To prepare in advance, the two even discussed the script. Fang Hua's task was to do nothing and say nothing.
Fang Rong was given the entire responsibility, and he even created identities for the two of them. He played the role of the older brother who was an ordinary person, and Fang Hua played the role of the younger brother who was mentally challenged. This was to avoid suspicion, since no one would be foolish enough to be sold to this place.
Fang Hua had no objections at all. The two of them scouted the location two or three times, marking out the escape route. Considering that there might be other people with superpowers among them, they decided to check things out first and then go in for a drink.
This brothel is hidden inside a hotel, and it's quite large, a high-end establishment. Entry requires an ID card, making it incredibly difficult to get in. No wonder this mission is A, with five members.
The instructors must have taken the level of difficulty into account, which is why they set a score of five.
Moreover, it was a mandatory task, leaving him no room to hesitate. Poor Fang Hua, he would have been in big trouble without my help.
Fang Rong shook her head and glanced at Fang Hua, who was sitting up straight. This guy was being forced to accept this kind of mission before his injuries had even healed. It was truly inhumane.
He could have refused, but if he refused, he wouldn't have the mecha. Although his body was more important, Fang Hua was very stubborn. Once he decided something was his, he had to get it.
Fang Rong had originally thought that he could rest if there were any small activities, but there was no time to rest. He was immediately faced with a major mission. Fortunately, there were two of them now.
"If you're too tired, just put your head on my shoulder." Fang Rong patted his shoulder while looking around. "Take a rest first, we won't do anything for a while."
Fang Hua rested his head on his shoulder; he was short, so the weight was just right.
"You can also put your arms around my waist." That should make things easier for him. Running quests every day is tiring enough, and even when injured, he can't stop for a moment.
Fang Hua hummed in response through her nose and wrapped her arm around his waist.
Fang Rong actually liked him making this dependent gesture. Every time, she would look disgusted but couldn't help letting him lean closer, which made her feel very masculine.
The feeling of being needed is also very fulfilling and can even give him confidence.
Just like he was timid and cowardly at the beginning, although he still can't get rid of his nature, he has changed a lot and his personality is much more cheerful than before, which is commendable.
"Let's find a place to sit down first." He found a corner, the kind that's inconspicuous, with a pillar blocking the view in front of it, so that most people wouldn't notice it.
There was a stage in the center of the hotel, and everyone went to watch the performances, such as ribbon dance and hoop dance. The equipment was quite complete. Behind it was a large, antique-style round plate, like a moon, with exquisite embroidery on it.
"Hey, this stage looks familiar?" Fang Rong felt increasingly familiar with it, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
"I used to dance here," Fang Hua suddenly said, startling him.
But as soon as he mentioned Fang Rong, he remembered, didn't he? The video Meng Xiuyuan showed him last time, Fang Hua was dancing the peacock dance on stage, while thousands of people below were surrounding and attacking him.
He remained unmoved and insisted on finishing the dance; that night, blood flowed like a river.
"What should we do then?" he asked nervously. "What if they recognize you?"
"No, it won't happen." The people he had back then weren't from this batch, but from another batch. It seems that after that incident, they all changed to new people, probably because they were afraid that his dark history would be exposed.
Hold me tight.
"What?" Fang Rong was taken aback. "You still want to take advantage of me at a time like this?"
"No." Fang Hua buried her head in his chest. "Someone's coming."
"Who is it?" Fang Rong asked curiously.
"They were customers before, they know me."
"Oh." Fang Rong understood. Dancers like this usually get tips. Fang Hua had earned quite a bit of money after dancing here for a few days because of the tips he received from customers. Since he received tips, they must have seen him before.
"Have they left?" He didn't turn around to look at them, trying to appear natural.
"They didn't leave."
"oh."
A dozen minutes later, Fang Rong's arm was numb. After all, she was an adult and had leaned half her weight on him. "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Um."
"What's going on? Why aren't they leaving yet?" Fang Rong endured for a few more minutes, then picked up the glass on the table and looked behind her. There was clearly no one there.
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