Three days later, on a southern island of Huaxia Country.
At dusk, even in the winter, the island doesn't feel cold. The sunset hangs red in the sky, as large as a millstone, and strikingly beautiful, emitting its last rays. The sky is a bit gray, suggesting nightfall is imminent. The bar street on the island has already beco lively, with countless tourists gathering in small groups, either chatting in open-air cafes or drinking and listening to music in indoor bars, enjoying themselves leisurely.
In the middle of the bar street, there's a tea house. In this era when young people prefer the frenzy of bars and the sophistication of cafes, the tea house seems deserted, with only one table of young custors. The n are handso and efficient-looking, while the won are valiant and beautiful, clearly not ordinary individuals.
A sharp-looking man lazily slouched in a rattan chair, looking unwillingly at another person sitting opposite him, and said helplessly, "Brother, we are big n, how can big n drink sothing diluted like water? It's lethal. We have to drink alcohol, drink white wine, at the very least, drink beer, right?"
The person opposite, in his early twenties, had a sunny face and slightly closed eyes, seemingly enjoying this lifestyle. His short hair was distinct, giving off an air of intelligence, and his casual outfit made him appear relaxed. He opened his eyes without any noticeable movent, glanced at the speaker, and smiled radiantly without debate, and then closed his eyes again; it was Luo Zheng.
After everyone returned to the country, they imdiately ca to the island to continue enjoying their vacation. With nothing to do at night, they agreed to et at the bar street. Everyone originally thought they could have a drinking session but ended up sitting in a tea house, which left Ghost Hand, a lover of alcohol, quite speechless. Ghost Hand was the one who spoke earlier.
"Don't want to live?" An elegant beauty beside them spoke discontentedly, glancing at Ghost Hand. A white dress highlighted her impressive figure—mature, elegant, and gracious—her expression calm, she was military doctor Wu Miao. It was the first ti everyone saw Wu Miao in casual clothes, quite stunning indeed, but no one dared to joke as offending a specialist doctor was not an option.
"Water Beauty, aren't our bodies perfectly fine? Look, strong as ever." Snow Leopard reluctantly said, patting his chest to prove his strength.
"It's not up to you to decide whether it's good or not, it's up to ." Wu Miao, known for her Water Beauty title, said blandly, but with an irresistibly powerful undertone. Everyone winced and smiled bitterly, Wu Miao glanced at them and continued, "You only know how to drink. Haven't you learned that rigidity leads to fragility? All your bodies need to be well-adjusted for a period. Whoever disagrees, say it out loud, I guarantee not to sign off on their health report." Saying this, she glanced at Ghost Hand intentionally.
"Please, I surrender." Ghost Hand quickly said, offending Wu Miao would an no health report signature, which would prevent him from going on missions—he would surely be stifled.
Luo Zheng, who was relaxing with closed eyes, couldn't help but laugh, he looked at everyone and said, "You guys are just asking for trouble. Do you really think I wanted to co here? Just enjoy your tea. Besides, there's no tea left; let's just listen to the doctor, there will be plenty of chances later."
"That's the only way." Ghost Hand displayed a grievance.
Everyone chuckled, Lan Xing, dissatisfied, eyed Ghost Hand and said, "You old ghost just knows how to drink, I'm going to tell Sister Xin, you wait, treating , Sister Xin's mole, as nothing."
"Don't, you are my dear sis, we are on the sa side, you can't speak out, otherwise my happy life will be ruined. You can stand watching your brother stay single forever?" Ghost Hand urgently said.
"No way, I'm Sister Xin's mole, I can't betray Sister Xin; it's a matter of principle, unless…" Lan Xing said playfully, her eyes twinkling teasingly.
Everyone knew Ghost Hand would suffer, they looked away pretending not to see, Ghost Hand felt a chill down his back, seeking help from Lan Xue, Lan Xue also looked away, with a "good luck" expression on her face, Lan Xing saw it and beca unsatisfied instantly, frowning and demanding, "What? Disagree?"
"Agree, agree. You are my dear sis, as your brother how could I not agree? Say it, what price must I pay for you to defect? Join my party." Ghost Hand said begrudgingly.
"That's more like it. Those unwilling to risk won't catch the wolf, unwilling to give won't get my rebellion, right, my dear brother? I heard Sam Country has developed a brand-new system, I just want the source code. Next mission, when the opportunity arises, discreetly grab a copy for . Such a simple task, you wouldn't refuse, right?" Lan Xing whispered mischievously as she noticed no one around was paying attention.
"Is that simple?" Ghost Hand said bitterly, "How about picking another?"
"Alright, since you are my dear brother." Lan Xing said casually, her eyes swirling, unknown plots brewing. Everyone knew Ghost Hand was about to suffer more.
Ghost Hand realized the problem but still said boldly, "Dear sister, go on, as long as it's sothing brother can do, I'll definitely accomplish it for you."
"I heard there's a diamond on so queen's crown that's quite nice, supposedly uniquely invaluable globally. You know, I'm interested in unique things, especially the shiny ones. That's it, shouldn't be hard, right? Visit the palace, find that old hag, chat about life or sothing, maybe she'll give it to you, right?" Lan Xing said energetically.
"Forget it, let's stick to the first option. Really obtaining it would certainly cause a war between two countries, I don't want to be a historical criminal." Ghost Hand said bitterly.
"Alright, deal then." Lan Xing said satisfied.
Suddenly, inspiration struck Ghost Hand, he glanced at Luo Zheng, then at Lan Xue, his gaze finally landed on Hong ihua, dressed casually with a ponytail. He whispered, "Boss, are there any actions?"
"Nope." Hong ihua replied smiling.
Ghost Hand saw this, even more assured of his suspicion—they must be taking action against Sam Country; otherwise, Lan Xing wouldn't ntion the source code issue. He looked questioningly at Luo Zheng, who shook his head. Ghost Hand understood, nodding, without further inquiry. How quick-thinking was everyone around? All perceptively sensed sothing but refrained from asking.
"Wow, so many beauties here? Tea's boring, co drink alcohol with bro; pick anything you want." Suddenly, a strange voice ca from beside them.
Everyone turned to look—it was a bald man, burly with a hooked nose, triangular eyes, large lips, neck adorned with a flashy golden chain as if afraid people wouldn't know how wealthy he was, dressed in floral attire, wearing an Oga watch, followed by so uniquely styled young people, all leering creepily at the ladies, eyes filled with greed.
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