PFC Chapter 253 Harmless
Chapter 253 Harmless
Bo Bing's life of being a parasite, where he was waited on hand and foot, completely collapsed when he received the third round of extra payments this month.
Speed +2
【力量: 40|速度: 40|敏捷: 25|智力: 30|体质: 27|魅力: 34|野心: 87|音乐: 16|舞蹈: 12|演技：10|未解锁状态】
[Unlock Speed-related Talent: Shadow Cloak]
[Shadow Cloak] Permanently increases body mobility by 1%.
Alpha's electronic voice rang in Bo Bing's ear, which meant that Bo Bing had been detained for a week. However, at this moment, he did not feel any corresponding anger. Even when Yin Su laid a hand on him, he only regarded it as a suitor's playful teasing, or even a childish joke.
It's harmless.
He told himself that, but now he really had to leave. It had nothing to do with Yin Su's attitude; it was just his intuitive prediction of the situation here. The 'cooperation' between the private port and the S country government was just a facade. What Lu Shuang and those people really cared about was the batch of goods that were about to leave the port. That batch of weapons was undoubtedly under Lu Shuang's control. Even if it was Lu Shuang, the consequences of losing that batch of goods would not be good.
Lu Shuang's partners included high-ranking officials from the S country's customs. This might sound unfamiliar, so let's put it another way—the unlucky guy who was killed in the bombing at Wan'an was just a scapegoat, and Yin Su was almost caught in the crossfire as well.
This is something Bo Bing only recently realized. It's highly likely that Lü Shuang came to Wan An to meet the real collaborator, but the collaborator was mistaken for a scapegoat by someone with ulterior motives. It seems that some people have long had their eyes on this lucrative piece of meat in Shuang Kou Zhi Xia's hands, at least since last year, or even longer.
But there's one thing he still doesn't understand: why would Lü Shuang say that Binghe would get involved?
The core businesses of Binghe and Lü Shuang don't overlap much, which is why Feng Tianhan chose to befriend Lü Shuang. Shuang Kou is a family with a long history in the armed forces industry, and is undoubtedly the leader in Southeast Asia. He doesn't have that much energy to cultivate this industry deeply, so having a friend is quite good, at least in Southeast Asia, it can be quite convenient.
Others may not know, but Xiao Huxin should know about his relationship with Shuangkou.
Bo Bing squinted.
Is their haste in taking action against Shuangkou a test of Lü Shuang's strength or weakness? Or are they envious of the development and want Binghe to get a share of the industry here?
Feng Tianhan was well aware of the immense benefits that Binghe had provided to him in the past due to his good relationship with Lü Shuang. With his death, no one would fill the gap in their business connections. Now that Lü Shuang had her own information, she naturally wouldn't be able to reconnect with Xiao Huxin and his ilk. Perhaps the people of Binghe were starting to get restless.
They weren't afraid of Lü Shuang turning on them; Lü Shuang was no pushover, and a fight to the death was inevitable between the two groups.
Bo Bing clicked his tongue and sat up.
[Mad Dog Roar] activated.
With his adrenaline surging, Bo Bing fully recovered from his muscle relaxation. The screams he had been making over the past few days weren't all from unbearable pain. Bo Bing deliberately mixed his skills with the screams, using adrenaline to stimulate his nerves. Once he accumulated enough adrenaline, he could use a sufficiently strong central nervous system to unlock Alpha's privileges.
Like now.
[Central government liberation completed]
[System Alpha protects you]
The emotionless Alpha began to regenerate its thin, icy body.
[Yongquan] is activated.
[Unlock] Start.
The restraints on his body were dispersed like a tide by the red and black mesh fibers, slipping away from Bo Bing's body. The marks on his body were almost instantly covered by a layer of green honeycomb structure. Bo Bing tried to straighten up, but his overloaded lumbar spine almost collapsed, so he coldly changed to a slow, deliberate way of getting out of bed.
Bo Bing took a hot shower and stood in front of the mirror. He subconsciously looked in, and thankfully, he didn't see Yin Su's face, which looked like a ghostly mask, although Bo Bing knew that such a description was not very good.
The gloomy young man stared at the mirror, his lean body bulging with veins, and his terrifyingly linear muscles twitching with his movements.
His headache started again. Bo Bing's snake-like eyes, which were gradually being veiled in red, were staring at him. He couldn't quite tell if it was 'Feng Tianhan', 'the original owner', or just 'Bo Bing'.
Neuropathy.
The unfortunate mirror shattered into pieces, partly because it was unfairly blamed on the room's owner.
No clothes.
Without even thinking, Bo Bing used the [Unlock] function on the door of the room and walked out naked.
He wasn't surprised that He Jinlan would stay here to guard the place. It seemed that Yin Su had other things to do, probably taking Xiao Peilin and Li Ling to discuss business or something else. However, Bo Bing didn't expect there to be people watching the show here. He just glanced at them briefly and then looked away.
"He Jinlan, find me some clothes, I have something to do."
He directly ordered He Jinlan in front of everyone, and then sat down on the fabric sofa in the hall without any regard for the fact that this was a public area, but not many people had access to it. Everyone knew that He Jinlan was Yin Su's special assistant and that she herself had a remarkable status. How dare this guy order her around?
However, they didn't get to see the show they were hoping for.
"Bo Bing, it's you?" He Jinlan gasped and stood up to ask the waiter to get her clothes.
Why is it this formidable person again? Wait, so it's this one. That explains the young master's unusual behavior earlier. "What are you doing here..."
Bo Bing took the shirt and trousers that He Jinlan brought, her tone cold, "You should be asking me that."
He Jinlan touched her nose, her gaze falling on Bo Bing's collar. She wanted to look elsewhere, but then realized she didn't know where to look, so she turned her gaze away, thinking of reporting the current situation to Yin Su.
But some people are just blind and did something right under He Jinlan's nose.
“Didn’t Bamboo teach you? Slaves in the common areas are not allowed to wear clothes,” John stood up, his tone menacing. “What a downer.”
The person kneeling at his feet was trembling.
Upon hearing this, Bo Bing paused in putting on his pants, and even He Jinlan, who was standing next to Bo Bing, held her breath.
Rose keenly sensed that the other party was someone of considerable importance and quickly tried to stop the young man from continuing: "John, shut up."
“Slave?” Bo Bing chewed on the word, his brows furrowed.
The migraine on my left side hasn't recovered since I unleashed my power, and I feel a bit irritable.
"You spoiled brat with no manners, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson on behalf of Bamboo!" John lashed his whip at Bo Bing. "Kneel down now!"
No one expected John to make this move. Not only did Rose's expression change and she stood up, but even He Jinlan's face turned pale.
A whip, if misplaced, can kill a person; even if they don't die, they'll be badly injured.
This blow naturally didn't land on Bo Bing, but was caught by He Jinlan, who was standing behind Bo Bing with a dark face. As expected, He Jinlan's left hand had already started to bleed.
“Idiot!” Rose cursed in Spanish.
Bo Bing unfurled her zipper without changing her expression. "Serves you right. You didn't hold back when you were investigating my fake ID, did you? You almost killed me."
He Jinlan flicked the whip, took out a handkerchief, and pressed it against his bleeding wound. At that time, he had no idea it was Bo Bing, so he naturally told Yin Su everything he had found, including Lü Shuang's identity. He looked at Bo Bing, his tone as usual, "Killed?"
Bo Bing retorted without hesitation, "Am I injured?"
"I understand," He Jinlan said indifferently, "an eye for an eye."
John couldn't understand their conversation, while the others who could understand it turned pale.
The two were talking as if they were discussing what to have for dinner.
He Jinlan drew his gun as easily as drinking water, moving smoothly and effortlessly. His Desert Eagle, equipped with a silencer, blew him a headshot—this was the price he paid for injuring himself, a price He Jinlan had his own likes and dislikes about.
"She's quite pretty," Bo Bing said, taking a sip of water and ignoring the chaos around her. "What did Yin Su find out about Lü Shuang?"
He Jinlan narrowed her eyes. "I have nothing to say about the young master's affairs."
“I know even without you saying it,” Bo Bing stood up and revealed He Jinlan’s thoughts in one sentence, “The people of Binghe are going to make a move against Lü Shuang, and Yin Su is taking advantage of her misfortune.”
As for who is the target of this opportunistic act, it could be either of them.
“You seem to know a lot of things. The young master would never tell you so much information,” He Jinlan concluded. “Bo Bing, you are a dangerous person.”
Bo Bing did not deny it, saying, "Lend me your car."
"What will happen if I don't lend it to you?" He Jinlan asked coldly. "Will I be doomed?"
Bo Bing shrugged, her tone helpless, "Then I'll have to go through the trouble and steal one."
"I'll go as well."
"what ever."
Ignoring the inappropriate scene for children, the two went downstairs without anyone daring to stop them.