Chapter 410: Su Canye’s Affair


    <strong>Trantor:</strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio<i></i><strong>Editor:</strong>Nyoi-Bo StudioWith barely any effort, Xiao Luo had Guo Qinghe sprawled on the ground wailing in pain, bleeding profusely from his nose and mouth, and clinging on for his life. Qiu Yuanjie and his subordinates were shocked as they stared at Xiao Luo in horror. This NSA-trained man was literally a killing machine, was he even human? Before they met Xiao Luo, they had never thought that crippling a person would be this quick and simple.


    Was he getting justice for me?


    Zhao Mengqi was startled, and Xiao Luo’s actions left her pondering. Suddenly, she couldn’t contain herself any longer and burst into tearful sobs as she became weighed down by an unspeakable sadness and grief.


    Xiao Luo nced at her impassively, then turned and walked away without lingering any longer.


    “Luo, thank you…”


    Zhao Mengqi whispered softly as she gazed at Xiao Luo, striding away in the distance. In her heart, she made up her mind to start afresh, meet better people, and live her life with dignity—it was time to move on. It was as Xiao Luo had said, she was his past, a part of his forgotten days. Whether it was for herself or Xiao Luo, she had to live out her life with integrity.


    …


    …


    Back at the Crescent Bay Apartment, Xiao Luo was a little tired, and he fell asleep right after he got back home.


    That night, a phone call from Zhang Dashan woke him up.


    “Zhang Dashan, you better have something important for me. Or else, the next time I see you, I’ll greet you with my foot,” Xiao Luo growled.


    “Whadda…hey, bro, don’t be like this. We’re good pals, what’s wrong with me giving you a few calls? Are you afraid that people will suspect that we’re a pair? But they shouldn’t have any doubt about it either; there is surely something special between us. Hehe… you have to admit that,” Zhang Dashan teased, chuckling away in his usual style.


    Xiao Luo rolled his eyes and said, “Hanging up now…”


    “Oi, don’t hang up, I’ve got something for you,” Zhang Dashan said.


    “Then say it quickly. Hurry up and just fart it out!”


    Xiao Luo was still a little drowsy, and the business of Zhao Mengqi’s misfortune had made him feel somewhat depressed. He wasn’t in the mood to banter with Zhang Dashan.


    “Fine, fine, I’ll get right down to business then. Turn on yourputer, get on YouTube, and search for ‘Crazy Man Quickly Descends from Building with Bare Hands.’ Have a look at that video—although it was taken from afar and didn’t capture your face upfront, I’m sure that’s you, right?” Zhang Dashan said.


    Xiao Luo furrowed his brows, dashed to the living room, and turned on theputer to search for the video that Zhang Dashan mentioned. What he saw instantly woke him up! That was footage of him descending from the hotel’s rooftop in the morning when he was stealing into Yao Baishan’s room. Not only was it had been recorded by someone, but it was also even posted online and had gone viral. In just one afternoon, the video already amassed more than 800 thousand views.


    Quickly, he mentally opened the system’s mall and looked at his umted points. His ount bnce, initially a little over 2 million, was now at 3 million, and what’s more, it was still on the rise. Without a doubt, these gains could be attributed to the same video he was now watching.


    “How do you know it was me?”


    Xiao Luo was very curious. This distance was really far, and his figure in the video little more than a smudge. No one would be able to recognize him.


    “Tsk, just take a look at that unsightly figure of yours. Not to mention your back, I’ll know it’s you just by the sight of any part of your body,” Zhang Dashan bragged.


    “…”


    Xiao Luo was left speechless.


    He scrolled to the bottom to look at theizen’sments. Many people were surprised, but one of them expressed disbelief with a logical argument, saying that there was a suspension wire, and as the video was shot from a long distance away, it was likely edited; that was his rationale as to why they couldn’t see the suspension wire hanging on that person. Thisizen had expressed his careful analysis and made it as the topment. Everyone said that he was a professional.


    Xiao Luo couldn’t help chuckling, then decided to give him a “like.”


    “Anything else other than this? If not, I’m hanging up.”


    “B*stard. You only want to hang up on me all day long. Since when did chatting with me irritate you so much?”


    Zhang Dashan scowled and decided to throw Xiao Luo a teaser. “A fine chick is looking for you, so I guess you don’t want to hear any more?” he mocked.


    Xiao Luo helplessly let out a long breath before asking, “Who?”


    “A police officer by the name of Gu Qianxue. She’s a cute one. She came to ourpany premises, barged into my office, and inquired about your location. She was ferocious, and I was afraid that she might be seeking you out for revenge, so I didn’t tell her. But who would’ve guessed that she’d actually pull out a sword and put it against my neck? F*ck, she really scared the sh*t out of your old daddy here!”


    “Then, you told her?”


    Xiao Luo pressed his palm on his forehead in resignation. Before he came to Xiahai, he specifically told Gu Zhanguo not to reveal his whereabouts to Gu Qianxue. Xiao Luo would not hear of it, for she was as pure as white snow while he was stained red with blood on his hands, reeking with the scent of death. He was quite reluctant to get himself entangled with Gu Qianxue for her sake.


    “What else could I do? That sword was imposing. If you knew how dangerous the situation was, you wouldn’t me me for telling her your whereabouts. Besides, how can you me me for that? It was you who left the debt of love in Jiangcheng, but I was the one who had to face the burden on your behalf. Where is your sense of ethics?” Zhang Dashan cried.


    “Hmm, tell me the truth. Did you bang her? Otherwise, why would she take out a sword right away when I refused to tell her?” Zhang Dashan mused.


    Having to listen to Zhang Dashan and his innuendos, Xiao Luo felt his head throb, and he was lost for words. Was he saying that he slept with Gu Qianxue? All Xiao Luo knew was that his virtues were very much intact until that episode not too long ago, with the woman living opposite his apartment.


    Of course, this was something personal that he’d only keep it to himself, and it wasn’t for anyone else to know about.


    “I’m hanging up. Enough of your bullshit!”


    Xiao Luo was exasperated and ended the call without ceremony, then flung the phone aside.


    It troubled him that Gu Qianxue had been trying to trace him, and he expected her to be there soon.


    Why was she looking for me? F*ck it. So be it, be my honored guest!


    Having reconciled with the inevitable, Xiao Luo began to gradually feel at ease.


    Then, the doorbell rang.


    Xiao Luo got up and opened the door. A young man with his hair dyed an eye-catching electric-yellow, wearing ear studs and with ck eyeliner smeared under his eyes stood at the door. His clothes were very trendy and gave a telling impression of his personality. His pants had holes in them, and for anyone from the older generation unfamiliar with the trend, they’d immediately think that he was penniless and unable to afford a new pair.


    “Brother-inw, you’re at home. I was just going to call you,” Su Canye said, shing his trademark smile.


    “Anything I can help you with?”


    Xiao Luo had some reservations about Su Canye, and with the mood that he was in, Xiao Luo wasn’t at all enthusiastic, and it showed in his tone of voice.


    “Brother-inw, you’re so forgetful. It’s only been a few days, and you’ve forgotten what you promised me.”


    “What did I promise you?”


    “You promised to go to Wild Wolf Mountain and help me win back my Bentley.”


    “Did I agree to that?”


    “Yeah. You mustn’t go back on your promise, brother-inw. A real man never goes back on his word,” Su Canye said, thumping his chest.


    Xiao Luo tried to recall the incident—it happened in the car, and Su Xiaobei also pitched in to convince him to help Su Canye win his Bentley back. For the sake of getting some peace of mind, he relented, but he never meant to fulfill the promise. So, Xiao Luo decided to y hardball…


    “I won’t admit to anything that I did not promise.”


    “Hey, hey, hey, don’t force me to unleash my ultimate weapon, brother-inw,” Su Canye retorted, puffing up his chest with the unmistakable hint of a threat.


    Xiao Luo nced at Su Canye contemptuously, making him question his ability to make good his threat. Xiao Luo then brushed past him and headed directly for Su Li’s apartment.


    “Brother-inw, I know that you are no ordinary man; otherwise, why would you own a Desert Eagle, am I right?” Su Canye taunted as he leaned against the doorframe with his hands across his chest. He appeared extremely confident, like a detective who had discovered something of the truth.