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To be honest, Lu Mingfei is now starting to wonder if he had met Zero before.
After all, he could never have imagined that a girl he had only met for less than ten hours would develop such strong feelings for him.
The two walked hand in hand under the gradually brightening streetlights.
Xia Mi leaned lazily against the iron railing on the third floor of the apartment building, like a cat resting in the shadows.
Her gaze remained fixed on the two figures below, growing smaller and smaller, until they disappeared at the end of the street.
"Who exactly are you, Lu Mingfei?" she murmured to herself.
She turned and left the corridor, encountering several men along the way who all froze in place upon seeing her.
This ordinary apartment building was not her home; it was merely a temporary stop, a hiding place she found on a whim.
Why did she suddenly decide to travel all the way from Beijing to this coastal town?
She herself was actually a little confused.
Just three days ago, a thought flashed into my mind without warning: if I went to that city, I could find a solution to my brother's predicament.
Once the idea was born, it grew rapidly.
When she came to her senses, she was already standing in the city's airport.
Upon arrival, they discovered that Chu Zihang, the one who bore Odin's mark, was also in this city.
As far as she knew, Chu Zihang should have already joined Kassel College.
Therefore, her target naturally became Chu Zihang.
As a result, Lu Mingfei suddenly appeared while they were observing Chu Zihang.
A boy shrouded in mystery.
Even today, in that instant when their eyes met in the classroom, her intuition told her...
Lu Mingfei is the person she is looking for.
This feeling excited her, but also brought her deeper confusion.
She spent her junior high school years at Shilan Middle School, and had heard a little about Lu Mingfei, the "bad senior".
As a result, this unlucky senior turned his life around in just three days and became a well-known focus of gossip at Shilan High School.
Xia Mi's lips curved into a joyful smile, and her steps became light and bouncy.
Humming an off-key tune, she dashed down the stairs like a sprite chasing butterflies, her figure disappearing into the twilight as she followed the direction Lu Mingfei and Ling had gone.
Things are getting interesting!
……
In suite 606 of the Regent Hotel, Su Enxi and Jiu De Mai looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
What did they just hear?!
Lu Mingfei actually has a system with him?!
And the system even assigned him a task—to go on a date with that girl?!
Could it be that... the "abnormality" the boss mentioned about Lu Mingfei stems from this so-called "system"?!
"Good heavens!" Su Enxi gasped sharply, her voice filled with disbelief. "We've been working on this for two days, analyzing and keeping watch."
"And then, without saying a word, this girl with no connections and no job... just...slept with him the moment they met?!"
Beside her, Mai Shude's alluring eyes now burned with a flame of regret.
"If I had known that the honey trap was so effective, I would have done it myself!" Her tone was full of resentment at the wasted time, energy, and exposure to the elements.
Chapter 62 How could you beg for mercy?
As dusk deepened, neon lights cast dappled shadows on the asphalt road.
The plastic signboard of "Dongwei Food Stall" creaked and swayed slightly in the evening breeze.
In front of the shop.
Six figures sat around two long tables joined together, with steam rising continuously from an iron pot in the center of the tables.
"Boss, two more bottles of beer!" a burly man shouted, a half-smoked cigarette between his rough fingers.
"Alright!" The boss, wearing a greasy apron, poked his head out from the kitchen, a wet towel draped around his neck, and beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.
The red oil broth in the iron pot bubbled and steamed, the spicy aroma of Sichuan peppercorns mixed with the malty scent of ice-cold beer, making it especially enticing on an early autumn night.
The men clinked glasses in response to each other, their boisterous laughter filling the air.
A tall, thin man picked up a full glass of beer, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Bang!" The glass slammed heavily on the table, the sound drowned out by the noise.
"Boss, what's the background of that kid named Lu Mingfei? Why would Brother Fu personally choose him?" the tall, thin man asked, wiping the foam from his mouth.
"Who knows? We're paid to do things, so don't ask too many questions." The leader had a gold chain dangling around his neck, and tattoos extending to his collar. He held a cigarette between his left index and middle fingers and sank into a creaking plastic chair, speaking in a nonchalant tone.
"But what if he's a tough nut to crack..."
"What's there to be afraid of!" The man with the gold chain and tattoo slammed his hand on the table and exhaled a puff of smoke.
Seeing that the other five people were all looking at him, he continued:
"Don't worry, Brother Fu has already spoken to him. He's a good-for-nothing! His parents are abroad all year round, and even his uncles and aunts treat him like a burden."
He scoffed, "People like that, no one would even look for them if they disappeared!"
The burly man casually tossed his cigarette butt to the side of the road, glanced indifferently across the street, and then suddenly stopped.
"Holy crap! Look!" He quickly nudged the person next to him with his elbow, "Across the street! That girl, she's amazing!"
Six pairs of eyes followed it in unison.
Under the streetlights, a platinum blonde girl and a boy walked hand in hand.
"Holy crap!" X5
“That kid… seems to be Lu Mingfei?” one of them squinted as he tried to identify him.
The man with the gold chain and tattoo immediately took out his phone and swiped to open the top photo in his album—a thin figure wearing a sky-blue school uniform, with his neck hunched over.
He quickly compared the silhouette of the boy on the screen with that of the boy across the street.
"That's right! It's him!" He took a deep drag on his cigarette, the sparks flickering, and threw the cigarette butt into the steaming iron pot on the table.
His gaze was fierce as he stared in the direction the two had left:
"Damn, what a coincidence! Pack your things and follow them! We'll make our move when we find a quieter place."
The other five understood, quickly stood up, and left the table littered with cups and plates, disappearing in the blink of an eye like drops of ink falling into the twilight.
"Huh? Where is everyone?" The boss came out with two bottles of ice-cold beer, only to find empty tables and steaming pots. He immediately started cursing, "Damn it! They skipped out on the bill again! Those bastards!"
A middle-aged woman wearing a faded apron peeked out from the kitchen, nervously lowering her voice:
"Keep your voice down! They can hear you..."
"What the hell did I hear!" The boss stormed back into the shop. "This is the eighth time this month! These bastards always pick this place to freeload!"
He slammed the towel around his neck onto the empty table next to him. "They've scared away all the customers. This lousy shop will close down sooner or later!"
The middle-aged woman sighed, silently took the two bottles of ice-cold beer, and prepared to put them back in the freezer.
She was angry, but what could she do?
Since those bastards caused trouble in the store last month, business has been terrible this month.
It all started when two men and two women came to the restaurant to eat, and ended up running into this bunch of bastards.
The same old trick is back: they shamelessly approach and try to chat up the girls who are traveling with them.
But how could those two young men tolerate it? Their female companions had been harassed; who could swallow such an insult?
So the group of thugs started fighting without warning, beating the two young men until they were bleeding from their heads, and even their two female companions were not spared.
After the police were notified, they ultimately classified the incident as a fight.
The negative consequences of this "fight" clung to their small shop ever since.
Rumors spread faster than the wind, and panic spread among the neighbors: "Dongwei" is an unlucky and dangerous place, you can't go there!
From then on, the once thriving business quickly collapsed, becoming so deserted that you could hear flies buzzing around.
The middle-aged woman could only curse in her heart:
Those damned bastards, I hope they and their "Brother Fu" behind them get run into dump trucks as soon as they step out the door!
……
On the concrete street, Lu Mingfei and Ling did not stop walking, but they had already noticed the tails that were tiptoeing behind them.
The two exchanged a knowing glance and then turned into a dimly lit alleyway.
Their plan was to lure the snake into its hole and expose the mastermind behind it all.
Seeing their target suddenly disappear, the six people behind them quickened their pace and rushed to the alley entrance, only to find the alley empty in the dim light.
"Damn it! We lost them!" The man with the gold chain and tattoo kicked the trash can next to him in anger.
"Damn, what a pity," the tall, thin guy clicked his tongue. "That foreign girl, that face, I've never tasted anything like that before in my life!"
"Yeah, she's fucking hot, I really want to...!" The burly man was about to agree when something unexpected happened!
From the depths of darkness, two muffled thuds erupted almost simultaneously: "Bang! Bang!"
The scalding liquid, carrying a strong fishy smell, suddenly splashed all over the people's bodies and faces!
The man with the gold chain and tattoo subconsciously wiped his neck; it felt sticky and slippery.
He leaned closer, and his pupils contracted sharply—his hand was covered in dark red!
Then came three more bangs!
More warm liquid splashed all over him. The strong, overwhelming smell of rust filled his nostrils.
"Damn it..." The man with the gold chain and tattoo was both shocked and furious. He turned around abruptly and roared, but the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.