118: Chapter 118: Has the Heart Been Captivated?
[11 Updates] 118: Chapter 118: Has the Heart Been Captivated?
[11 Updates] Yusuf Zuck didn’t go to the Ruiz Family Garden, nor did he return to the newly purchased high-rise, but instead, he still went back to Ruth Wilcox’s villa.
Ruth Wilcox wasn’t there, and neither was Mia.
After he got there, he took a shower to wash off the bad energy and then sat alone in the garden, smoking and drinking tea.
He was contemplating the future.
Although he seed careless and irreverent on the surface, he was actually a person who kept count in his heart, clear-headed in his dealings, going over everything in his mind before taking action.
He ticulously recalled the events of the past few days, including helping Fleur Carson kill, beating Otis Quinn, offending Shanghai’s underworld boss, completely severing ties with the Nash family, coming back and beating up Bud Trujillo, and today, killing four people in one go!
“Killing four people!” Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that his path had completely changed.
Previously content with modest wealth and small dreams as an ordinary citizen of his town, the mutation in his body had led to higher pursuits and increasingly bold actions.
In the past, he never would have committed murder, but today, he even told a police officer after killing soone.
Although he was sure the cop wouldn’t betray him, his audacity was sky-high.
“Is this skill empowering audacity?” Yusuf Zuck let out a bitter laugh and mused aloud, “Are there others like in this world?
Could it be that in so realm they are also remarkable humans with extraordinary achievents?”
“Invisibility, telekinesis, these things can’t be known to anyone, they must remain inside forever.
These are my…
my trump cards, the capital I’ll use to navigate through life.” Yusuf Zuck suddenly decided that the special abilities he possessed must be kept a secret, never to be told to anyone.
“Ring~” The phone on the table suddenly chid, a ssage notification.
Puzzled, Yusuf Zuck picked up the phone.
It was already eleven o’clock at night, who would send him a text ssage?
Or was it just spam?
“Hm?
From Ember Vance?” He unlocked the phone and to his surprise, the sender was listed as ‘Officer Vance’.
Yusuf Zuck imdiately read the ssage, which simply read ‘Goodnight’.
Without saying anything else, she had sent him just a goodnight wish.
Yusuf Zuck was montarily stunned.
What was she up to?
Was it sent by mistake, or what?
After thinking for a bit, he put the phone back on the table, choosing not to reply to Ember Vance since he didn’t know what to say.
In fact, the reason he touched her again after committing murder was purely for mischief.
He couldn’t just help her unconditionally and for free, could he?
So after a touch and helping her beat the bad guys, he felt sowhat balanced.
As for what she thought, whether she would hate him or curse him, that was beyond his consideration now.
“Ring~” About five minutes later, the phone chid again with a new ssage.
After checking it, the first three words were ‘Thank you’, followed once more by ‘Goodnight’, but this ti it filled the entire screen, she had spamd him with ‘Goodnight’.
This ti Yusuf Zuck replied: If you can’t sleep, go scratch the wall.
“I’ll scratch you.” Ember Vance replied imdiately, very quickly.
“Then co and scratch …” Yusuf Zuck sent a smiling emoji.
“How did you do it?” The conversation continued.
“Let touch you one more ti, and I’ll tell you.”
“I am going to kill you…”
“Then co kill …”
“You’re a bully 55555555555” Ember Vance sent many ‘5’s, the number ‘5’ sounding like ‘wu’ which ans crying.
“Go to sleep early.
Today nothing happened, I don’t know anything, goodnight.” After saying this, Yusuf Zuck picked up his phone and went back to his room.
And Ember Vance didn’t reply to him again.
…
anwhile, at Ember Vance’s villa, she was also holding her phone, lying on the bed, lost in thought.
Today had been a bizarre day, a day like a dream she couldn’t understand what was wrong with herself because, at this ti, her mind was filled with Yusuf Zuck’s image, filled with the thrill of his roguish behavior toward her.
That’s right, she didn’t bla him, nor was she annoyed.
On the contrary, she felt pleasure, a feeling she had never experienced before.
“Rogue, stinky rogue, bad guy…” She bit her lower lip, unable to help herself from fiercely poking her phone with her finger, cursing him as a stinky rogue.
Of course, there was a smile on her lips at this ti.
“Hmm, how did you manage to do it?” Ember rested her chin on her hands, recalling how her service pistol mysteriously disappeared and how Yusuf Zuck could move freely at the site of today’s kidnapping, and how, in a situation where even the police were helpless, he had still managed to rescue her and the hostages, and kill the criminals.
She found it unbelievable, Yusuf Zuck was too mysterious, too powerful.
“Stinky Yusuf Zuck, stinky security guard, you obviously have abilities but still chose to be a security guard, hmph.” She picked up her phone again, incessantly poking at it.
“Also a molester, always bullying , bad guy, bad guy…” Ember rolled around on her bed like she was bewitched.
Her ntal state had entered an unprecedented level of excitent.
Yusuf Zuck had no idea that his two rogue acts had captured the heart of a young policewoman in love.
His image had taken deep root in her heart, impossible to dispel.
…
Ferreni Company did not descend into chaos or standstill because of Ruth Wilcox’s departure; it was business as usual.
In the parking lot of Ferreni Hotel at night, two Toyota Alphard executive vans were parked in a row.
The guard on duty that night was Bud Trujillo.
Because it was deep autumn, the night was cold, so Bud had already put on his padded coat.
Once the two Alphards were parked, Bud went over to check on them as usual.
“Whoosh—” Both vehicles’ doors opened at the sa ti, and then six n in suits got out, surrounding him in the middle.
Bud was frightened out of his wits by the sudden appearance of six burly n.
They were obviously bodyguards, each one with a wireless communicator in their ear.
“You…
you…
you…” He instinctively began to back away, his heart pounding, stamring without being able to speak clearly.
Two of the n in suits intercepted him.
Then, from the middle car, Bud Trujillo, wearing a mask, stepped out and asked directly, “Where’s Yusuf Zuck?”
Bud Trujillo was stunned for a mont, then opened his mouth to say: “You…
you…
you…”
Bud Trujillo frowned, wondering why on earth this security guard was stamring to such an extent.
“Can you speak properly?” Bud Trujillo said sternly.
“What do you want with Yusuf Zuck…” Finally, Bud managed to get his words out in a sing-song manner.
“It’s urgent, where is he?” Bud Trujillo inquired.
“He…
he resigned, several days ago,” Bud answered.
“Resigned?” Bud Trujillo’s eyebrows rose: “You’re not lying to ?”
“Why would I lie to you?
If you don’t believe , go ask at the bar.
We’ve had so personnel changes in our company these past few days.
Three guards resigned, and even our boss has been replaced…” Bud continued to respond in a sing-song voice.
“Then do you know where he’s gone?
Where he lives?”
Bud’s eyes darted around, and after thinking, he said, “He…
he went back to his hotown.”
“Damn it.” When Bud Trujillo heard Bud’s words, he was imdiately amused, but he also turned around and got back into the car, saying, “Slap him twice, motherfucker, lying!”
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