The sound of water "squeaking" echoed in the empty bathroom, and the heat filled the air.
Fang Cheng asked in a calm and low voice, and it was mostly covered by the sound of water. You can only hear it clearly if you get very close.
Xu Hao was humming and rubbing his back. He paused and replied in a low voice:
"I found some."
"How to say?"
Fang Cheng asked while rubbing his hair.
Although--there's no hair to rub.
Hot water washes down from the bald head, and the foamy shower gel slides over the skin, delineating the lean muscle lines.
"Boss, Noah those investigators are really capable."
Just like the Underground Party connector, Xu Hao lowered the sound and also changed the name of Fang Cheng to appear closer to each other.
"They have almost uncovered the eighteenth generation of your ancestors. Your family background, social relationships, from elementary school to university, to your work experience after graduation are all very clear. They may understand it better than you yourself."
"And... that's..."
Xu Hao's Adam's apple rolled, with obvious hesitation and scruples:
"If you find anything, just say it."
Fang Cheng's tone was still calm, and he was mentally prepared for any shocking news.
"They found out that your Fang Family ancestors seemed to have had a few... ahem... well, not-so-reputable masters."
Xu Hao seemed to be choking on the water, coughed twice, raised his hand to wipe his face, and then said:
"Don't talk about it far, let's talk about Sixteen Kingdoms Era. During the Fang Family period, you Fang Family produced a general, known as "Butcher of Men". It is recorded in the book that he once killed a hundred thousand soldiers, and the blood flowed into rivers. You can hear the cries of the innocent souls at night."
"I said boss, the history of your family is really... tsk, tsk, magnificent!"
In the excitement of talking, Xu Hao smacked his lips and seemed to have forgotten that they were having a secret meeting.
There was something in his words that meant he was just watching the excitement, and he started his "storytelling" time.
"Going forward a few hundred years, there was a cannibalistic gangster, also named Fang, who specifically picked out the woman Tender Skin and Tender Flesh. He said that it was a tonic medicine that could be used to develop peerless magic skills..."
"As for modern times, let alone serial Assassins and perverts, you Fang Family people can be found in the files."
"And... and... your... father..."
Having said this, Xu Hao paused again and thought hard for a while before he could come up with a word that was elegant.
"That's enough."
Fang Cheng's voice was not loud, but had a hint of coldness, interrupting Xu Hao's "story meeting" which became more and more enthusiastic.
Xu Hao immediately shut up, knowing that he had gone too far.
"What are they going to do next?"
Fang Cheng was silent for a while, and then asked.
It seems that he doesn't care about the "black history" mentioned by Xu Hao.
"Hey, you might not believe it."
Xu Hao, who was worried, breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to report the information he had found out:
"Noah's grandsons recently had a fire in the backyard and encountered some trouble. Their manpower is a bit tight and they don't have time to keep an eye on you for the time being."
He paused, and then explained a few words:
"The main reason is that the last time you defeated dozens of Red Tiger Gang members by yourself, your skills were too impressive."
"To deal with Combat masters like you, they also know that sending some small fish, shrimps, and street gangsters here is purely to deliver food, and they can easily alert others and mess things up."
"However, they are not idle either. They are applying to their superiors and want to recruit more good people to Eastern Capital."
"So, at least in the past few days, you can Sighed in Relief a little. I guess you have to wait at least a week or so before there may be any new actions."
Fang Cheng heard this, his eyes moved slightly:
"Can you apply to be responsible for this task? When the time comes, it will be up to you to "investigate" me."
Xu Hao instantly understood what Fang Cheng meant, with a clear smile on his face.
But then he collapsed again and said with some embarrassment:
"If I can, I will definitely try my best."
"But... the boss I was working with before suddenly disappeared while performing a certain mission before Chinese New Year's Eve last year. Now, the new one who is airborne is not something I can deal with well."
Fang Cheng knew clearly that the "missing boss" Xu Hao mentioned was most likely one of the two masters he killed in Waste Treatment Plant.
Xu Hao seemed to be getting more and more angry as he talked and continued to complain:
"Damn it, that guy is not from the same background as me. He always dislikes me and is very picky. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to snatch a job from him."
His tone was full of obvious displeasure and helplessness.
Sure enough, wherever there are people, there is Underworld.
Even a powerful transnational organization like Noah cannot avoid factions and intrigues.
Fang Cheng felt a little relieved. At least for now, it seemed that he still had some buffer room and preparation time.
Turned off Faucet, picked up Towel, wiped the water drops on his body, and asked casually:
"You said they encountered trouble and redeployed many people. What was it specifically?"
"This... hehehe..."
Xu Hao was a little embarrassed, scratched the iconic Huang Mao, and explained:
"I was only here to inquire about news related to you, but I really didn't inquire too carefully about this.
"I vaguely heard that a very powerful character from Eastern Capital appeared out of nowhere and specifically went against Noah Organization, causing them to suffer a lot and lose some people."
"Find out this matter as soon as possible."
Fang Cheng's tone left no room for doubt.
After all, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. There is always no harm in knowing more information about the enemy.
"Okay, keep it on me!"
Xu Hao also turned off Faucet, and hurriedly patted his chest to assure himself.
After this period of "cooperation", he was no longer as cautious and afraid of the unfathomable man in front of him as he was at first.
On the contrary, there is a little more... a subtle feeling of being in the same boat.
The two quickly rinsed off and put on their clothes.
Fang Cheng stood in front of Mirror, looking at his bald head, which was extremely shiny under the bathroom light.
After careful observation, the pores on the scalp are slightly raised, but the roots of the hair still have not broken through the shackles of the epidermis.
When you touch it with your fingers, it feels like a slight friction like fine sandpaper.
According to common sense, it has been almost a week since he shaved Bald Head, and ordinary people's hair should have grown a layer of green stubble long ago.
What's more, given his current inhuman body recovery ability, this growth rate is obviously extremely abnormal.
Fang Cheng can't figure out the reason and doesn't have the time to think about it.
Then he took out a black wig from his bag, put it on skillfully, and arranged it on Mirror.
The temperament that was originally a bit fierce and cold due to Bald Head suddenly softened a lot.
He looks like an ordinary boy next door, but his eyes are still deep and shining.
If you wear that pair of Gold-rimmed Glasses again, it will be even less likely to be noticed.
Fang Cheng admired the new image and secretly thought about the next plan.
Since the intelligence shows that Noah Organization cannot take care of himself these days.
Then you can use this time to intensify your training and strive to improve the skills of "running", "Sanda", and "Meditation", which are close to breaking through the bottleneck, to a higher level.
In this world, only absolute power can bring real security.
Only by continuously becoming stronger can we better deal with the troubles that come one after another and protect ourselves and those around us.
As for the afternoon time, Fang Cheng plans to go to Wanghu Town.
I heard from Mom that uncle Li Dingjian came back from a "business trip" last night.
It's time to go over and have a good talk with him.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng suddenly turned around.
But he saw Xu Hao wearing pants and curiously staring at the action of putting on his wig.
So he explained casually:
"Maintaining a good image makes it easier to do things."
Xu Hao nodded clearly and grinned:
"Don't tell me, boss, you really look like that when you put this thing on. It's much more handsome than Bald Head!"
After completing the secret connection in the bathroom, the two simply said goodbye and left.
Xu Hao's feet were as if they were oiled, and his eyes were moving rapidly, fearing that he would bump into someone he shouldn't see, so he quickly slipped out with his back bent.
Seeing him acting like a thief, Fang Cheng shook his head speechlessly, then walked to the locker room and prepared to leave Club.
In the luxurious suite of Yuehu Hotel.
Sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the soft carpet.
It was the weekend, and the lakeside was crowded with tourists. The laughter of children and the shouts of vendors were like cheerful notes, vaguely floating in my ears.
Fang Cheng put down his backpack and stood quietly in front of the window, his eyes chasing the cruise ships rippling on the lake.
This moment of peace and comfort made his heart ripple.
When will I be able to truly let go of my heavy burden?
How about enjoying life under the sun like these carefree ordinary people?
"Dong dong dong."
A knock on the door suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
Fang Cheng took a deep breath, then suppressed this brief yearning, turned around and opened the door.
The person standing at the door is none other than my uncle, Li Dingjian.
He was still wearing the familiar bomber jacket, with his usual lazy smile on his face.
But deep in those somewhat cynical eyes, there seemed to be some unspeakable complex emotions hidden at the moment.
"Uncle."
Fang Cheng turned sideways and let him in.
"A Cheng, how are you doing lately? I heard your mother say that you are very busy at work and often seem to be in trouble."
Li Dingjian walked into the room and sat down on the soft sofa in a familiar manner.
His eyes glanced around the room seemingly casually, and finally landed on Fang Cheng with a hint of inquiry.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries, ranging from grandpa's physical condition to the progress of the house decoration.
But the atmosphere gradually became more subtle, as if there was an invisible veil between the uncle and nephew, making each other a little uncomfortable.
More than a week ago, the thrilling treasure hunt took place at Mist Mountain Lu Family Manor.
It was as if a shared secret that could not be avoided was swirling in the hearts of the two of them.
Both sides have doubts in their hearts, but they don't know where to break through this layer of paper.
In the end, it was Fang Cheng who took the lead to break the slightly stagnant silence.
Gazing at Li Dingjian calmly, his tone was direct and candid:
"Uncle, that night, the person named "Crow" in the professor team was you, right?"
The smile on Li Dingjian's face froze slightly, and then turned into a sigh.
He did not deny it, nodded and rubbed his eyebrows:
"Oh, yes, I know I can't hide it from your thief eyes."
Then he raised his head, his eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Fang Cheng:
"The "White Ghost" who wore a ghost face mask and smashed Golden Benba Vase with one punch, and saved all of our lives, should be you, A Cheng?"
"It's me."
Fang Cheng did not deny it and acted very magnanimously.
"You kid..."
Li Dingjian I didn't know what to say for a moment.
I was shocked and scared, but also felt an indescribable sense of relief and pride.
Mixed emotions flashed alternately across his face, and finally turned into a deep look of worry.
"A Cheng, why do you want to get involved in that Danger thing?"
"Are you still getting involved with the Black Wolf gang? Tell your uncle honestly, did someone force you? Or did they threaten you with something?"
he asked eagerly.
Fang Cheng shook his head and said firmly:
"No one forces me, it's all my own ideas."
Then he asked:
"Uncle, why did you join the team of professors and take such a big risk with them?"
Li Dingjian The tired look on his face instantly faded, replaced by tightly knitted wrinkles on his forehead.
He sighed and said:
"If I didn't follow the professors and take desperate risks, where would I get so much money to raise Surgery for your grandpa and buy him a retirement home? That's not a small amount of money."
"Mom and I are trying to figure out how to deal with money..."
"A Cheng, you don't need to say anything."
Li Dingjian immediately interrupted Fang Cheng, smiled bitterly and waved his hand:
"After all, I am the eldest son of the Li Family. Some responsibilities must be borne by me, not by you or your mother."
"If I were really a complete waste, I might choose to escape and shirk, but, your uncle, I still have some ability..."
Having said this, the tense expression on his face relaxed a lot:
"Fortunately, everything went well. We have collected enough money. Your grandfather's Surgery was also very successful and he has recovered now."
"Now that grandpa is fine, you should withdraw and stop associating with those people. It's too Danger."
Fang Cheng continued to persuade, with real concern in his tone.
Li Dingjian shook his head again, a complicated and unclear light flashed in his eyes:
"No, A Cheng, the matter is not over yet."
"I still have some very important things to accomplish. Speaking of which, this is one of the few ideals I have in my life, and it's also with you..."
He changed the subject and did not continue. He just smiled, with a bit of pretentious yearning in his tone:
"When this matter is completed beautifully, I will completely Retire from the Underworld, buy a big Yacht, go fishing every day to show off my Sun, and no longer care about these messy things like fighting and killing!"
"When the time comes, A Cheng, whatever fish you want to eat, my uncle will catch it for you..."
Li Dingjian depicts a leisurely and prosperous retirement life, as if such a day is within reach.
Fang Cheng It was the first time that I saw my uncle, who had a lazy and casual personality, showing such a persistent and even fanatical expression.
A trace of doubt could not help but arise in my heart.
Could it be that the seemingly gentle professor is a Pyramid Scheme leader? Has he brainwashed his uncle to some extent?
Li Dingjian seemed to see the worry in Fang Cheng's heart.
Then he avoided the topic, stared at him with stern eyes, and his tone became serious:
"Okay, don't just talk about me, talk about you."
"A Cheng, what's going on with your incredible ability? Tell your uncle the truth, don't hide it!"