The man in the pig head mask spoke in a deep voice, "According to the information from the president, he's a top-notch agent. With the sins we've committed, he can sense it. It's not surprising."
Farther away, Old Four remained composed as he pulled out his gun and cocked it. He wasn't entirely sure if there was anyone in the woods, but he had a sense that something was off.
The human sixth sense is a mysterious thing. For example, in a quiet environment, when someone is watching you from behind, even if you don't know they're there, you still have the instinct to look back. This is something science has yet to explain.
For an agent who has undergone years of brutal training, this sense is much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
The Clown, who had been observing Old Four, suddenly became inexplicably excited. His voice trembled slightly, as if he was fixated on a coveted treasure. "He's truly a perfect piece of art! Hehe... I just can't wait to modify him!"
The pig head glanced at him and took a step back, saying, "Let's go. We've already alerted him. We don't need any unnecessary trouble."
The Clown remained unmoved, still staring at Old Four and chuckling oddly. The pig head said sternly, "Don't forget the president's instructions... You've already made him unhappy last time." The Clown's eerie eyes were filled with reluctance as he replied, "I will definitely get him... Hehe…"
After a moment, Old Four's intuition began to fade. He continued to watch the direction of the woods for a while, then closed the car door and entered the villa, thinking that he might have just been overreacting due to lack of sleep and being too tense.
As he thought, he entered the armory, took out a few grenades from his pocket, and put them in a box. These grenades had been prepared for Ye Yongsheng but were never used.
After placing the grenades, Old Four glanced at the large box by his feet, took a deep breath, and muttered, "D*mn... I don't know what use this thing will be. It just takes up space."
He bent down, lifted the heavy box—at least sixty to seventy kilograms—and threw it into a corner. As he was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment, then took out his handgun, loaded it, and put four spare magazines into his pocket. He called Old Three while heading out, "You and Xiao Qing stay at the villa. I'm going to the boss's place."
Although his intuition earlier seemed strange, he didn't want any more unexpected occurrences. With Chu Yuxuan injured, he feared it might be difficult to handle any issues.
When he arrived at Zhao Yanan's underground garage, the killing machine didn't get out of the car but turned off the engine and sat quietly inside. He stayed there until late at night, seeing no unusual events, before going upstairs to sleep.
At the same time, on the desolate streets of the old district, a hunched, ragged old man was dragging a large bag of bottles and cans, painstakingly collecting trash. Whenever he reached a trash bin, he would stop, catch his breath, and carefully search through it.
With the weather warming up, he found more drink bottles than in winter, enough to satisfy his needs. He had already collected seven bottles from the overturned trash bins on both sides.
The old man smiled with satisfaction and stuffed the bottles into his large sack. Just then, a black van suddenly stopped in front of him. The old man thought it was a kind person offering charity and took a few steps forward, looking hopefully at the van window.
After a moment, the van slowly started up. The only thing left by the trash bin was a large sack of drink bottles.
As dawn approached, Zhao Yanan was awoken by the vibrating sound of a phone. She slowly opened her eyes to find Chu Yuxuan's face less than two centimeters away from hers.
"Wife, are you awake?" Chu Yuxuan asked gently, casually hanging up a call from Li Bin.
Zhao Yanan gave a soft hum, her eyelids still heavy. Noticing that she was resting on Chu Yuxuan's shoulder, she didn't slap him as she had before but instead smiled shyly and said, "Your arm must be numb."
As she tried to get up, Chu Yuxuan embraced her waist, pulling her firmly against his chest. Their faces were close together, and Chu Yuxuan, feeling the excessive softness of her chest, breathed heavily. He whispered seductively, "Wife, how about a good morning kiss?"
Zhao Yanan's cheeks flushed as she turned her face away, saying, "No…"
Chu Yuxuan grinned mischievously, moving his hands up to hold the back of Zhao Yanan's neck and gently kissed her. Zhao Yanan held her breath, her soft hand resting on Chu Yuxuan's chest and the other gripping his shoulder tightly, trembling slightly. She didn't resist much but was trying to suppress her involuntary discomfort.
Chu Yuxuan pecked her several times like a chick pecking at grains. The final kiss was prolonged; his tongue gently parted Zhao Yanan's lips, and his narrow, tender eyes were full of anticipation.
But Zhao Yanan had reached her limit. Her body shivered slightly, and she gently pushed him away, her gaze evasive as she shyly said, "That's enough. I haven't brushed my teeth yet…"
Chu Yuxuan smirked, "Brush your teeth first, then kiss?"
Zhao Yanan rolled her eyes, "Shameless… Who was on the phone just now?"
Chu Yuxuan sighed, showing her the phone, "A friend, a guy."
Zhao Yanan's lips curled into a faint smile, "I didn't say anything... You should call him back."
Chu Yuxuan nodded, gave his wife a few more kisses, then got out of bed. While heading outside, he called Li Bin back.
"Mr. Chu! There's trouble, there's trouble! At around three in the morning, a group of people smashed our bar! They injured quite a few people and even attracted the police. I got drunk last night and didn't get involved in the fight. I just finished giving my statement at the police station. However, more than ten of our brothers who were involved are still being held, and there are over twenty people in the hospital!" Li Bin said in a panic.
Chu Yuxuan had previously instructed him to call him only as "Mr. Chu" regardless of the situation. Hearing Li Bin's report, Chu Yuxuan remained calm and said, "Oh. Are you alright?"
Li Bin: "??"
"No, Mr. Chu, I mean, could it be the Tianji Society you mentioned?"
Chu Yuxuan: "I'll look into it. You just take care of your brothers."
Li Bin: "Listen to me first. A few days ago, I burned down a drug factory. I suspect it might be them! The people who smashed the bar had guns and were very skilled in fighting. They didn't look like ordinary thugs! Maybe the Tianji Society is the force behind them?"
Chu Yuxuan curled his lips, "Alright, I'll investigate. For now, just lay low and clean up the bar."
Li Bin: "The bar wasn't heavily damaged, and it will be fixed in a day or two. The main issue is the injuries to the brothers. I…"
Chu Yuxuan interrupted, "You handle it. I have other matters to attend to. That's all for now."