Little Bei

At the G-port, a coastal city.

A salty, humid sea breeze blew from the south, and the scorching sun blazed like fire.

In a dilapidated residential building, the wall paint was peeling, and the walls were covered in lush green vines.

This area was designated for planning and would soon be demolished. Most residents had already moved out, so even during the day, there were few people around.

Several low-end domestic cars were parked downstairs, interspersed with two old cars past their scrap date, rusted and with flat tires, looking as if they hadn't moved in ages.

However, among these low-end domestic cars, a BMW M5 was conspicuously parked against the wall.

Little Han, wearing a black and grey trench coat, walked slowly to the BMW. After checking the license plate and model, he quickly turned and walked back to a Toyota Alphard with dark tinted windows, pulled the door open, and got in.

Wan Hao sat in the car expressionlessly and asked, "Can you be sure?"

Little Han nodded. "The license plate and model are correct. And I asked the property management here. This person basically doesn't go out or work during the day. He only drives to bars, KTVs, and other entertainment venues at night."

Sleeping during the day and going out at night, with no job or source of income, yet his expenses never stopped; combined with the information Su Rui had given earlier, Wan Hao's expression turned grim.

"Go."

Wan Hao nodded.

In the back seat, a slender young man, wearing a light yellow hoodie and trendy sneakers, with a gentle face like a college student who had just stepped out of school, stared intently at the intense battle on his phone screen in "Honor of Kings." He sighed and handed the phone to Wan Hao. "Here, help me play. This is my promotion match!"

Wan Hao was somewhat speechless. He took the phone and asked, "Little Bei, you're not nervous at all before a job?"

"Hmm, I forgot what being nervous feels like a long time ago," Little Bei said with a pale smile.

This smile instantly caused his entire demeanor to undergo a drastic change. His face became very sinister, and his mouth full of tiny white teeth glinted faintly, making one think of some kind of carnivorous beast.

Little Bei pulled out a Wolf Head Dagger from his chest pocket, tucked it directly into his sleeve behind his back, and pushed open the car door.

"That person might have a gun," Wan Hao reminded him, raising his eyebrows. He pulled a heavy police bulletproof vest from under the seat. "Put this on!"

"I'm not wearing that," Little Bei said, raising his eyebrows and refusing flatly. "If a person is no good, let alone having a gun, even if you give him a cannon, he's still a second-rate nobody."

"Don't underestimate him..." Wan Hao cautioned again.

"Oh, alright! An assassin who couldn't even kill you is just an apprentice level..." Little Bei impatiently waved his hand, then seemed to realize his words were inappropriate and chuckled awkwardly. "Ha... Boss Wan, I'm a straightforward person, don't take it to heart."

Wan Hao frowned but didn't say anything.

"I'm going!" Little Bei turned directly and walked towards the stairwell. "Play well for me, okay? Promotion match! I'll be down in three minutes!"

Little Han watched Little Bei's back, somewhat nervously leaning towards Wan Hao and asking, "Brother Hao, is this guy capable? Why do I feel like he's a bit arrogant?"

"..." Wan Hao wasn't sure what Little Bei's style was, but he knew that the assassin who had tried to kill him was definitely not some apprentice-level second-rate nobody.

When Wan Hao had been attacked, it was his special forces bodyguard, who also served as his driver, who had desperately saved him. But even so, he had been stabbed by the attacker and almost died.

That person's skills and moves were extremely powerful, almost reaching the level of a King of Soldiers!

"This person was introduced by a friend of mine, I'm not too sure..." Wan Hao remembered that after Su Rui pointed out the location of the assassin, he had specifically introduced this "Little Bei" and told him not to bring his own people when doing the job, that Little Bei alone would be enough.

Wan Hao lit a cigarette and looked at his phone screen with annoyance, then muttered, "I don't really know how to play Li Bai either..."

Little Han casually took the phone from Wan Hao's hand and grinned. "Brother Hao, I'm a national server Li Bai!"

Wan Hao was startled for a moment, then turned to look out the window. His mood was hard to calm down.

That assassination was still an indelible shadow for him.

Furthermore, in recent years, Wan Cheng's infiltration of the family and his pressure and suppression of him had been increasing.

If this culprit was truly caught, he would have a trump card hidden away.

However, could it really be that smooth?

That Little Bei seemed a bit unreliable, and that assassin was indeed very fierce. If the capture failed this time, he would definitely flee a thousand miles away, and then it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven to catch him...

Just as Wan Hao was feeling anxious, there were extremely muffled gunshots from upstairs, and suppressed, low screams.

Ten seconds later.

Footsteps sounded again at the stairwell.

Little Bei walked over with a middle-aged man in his hand, looking like a bloody gourd. He directly pulled open the car door and plopped him into the car.

Wan Hao was stunned.

From the time Little Bei went upstairs to finishing the job, it hadn't even been three minutes!

"His tendons in his hands and feet are severed. Find a private place to bandage him up, otherwise, he'll die before he gets back to Tongzhou," Little Bei said with a smile, as if he had just done something insignificant. He didn't have a single wound on him, not even a drop of blood. "Come on, say something to prove your identity!"

The middle-aged man in the car was convulsing, trembling with pain. He struggled to lift his head and met Wan Hao's gaze directly, then was stunned. "You are... Wan Hao?"

"It really is you!" Wan Hao gritted his teeth. He was too familiar with that voice.

"Let's drive," Seeing Wan Hao confirm, Little Bei directly snatched the phone from Little Han's hand. "Oh, your skills are good, buddy... You can take my 0-5 to 5-5. Hey, if you're free someday, teach me..."

Little Han glanced at the middle-aged man in the car, covered in blood like a dead dog, and swallowed hard. "Brother... I'll quit my internet addiction when I get back, please don't come find me!"

"You're so boring!" Little Bei pouted.

The phone screen suddenly went dark, showing that Li Bai had been terminated.

Tongzhou City.

a subsidiary of Li Group, Royal Film and Television City.

Su Rui and Li Ruobing pushed open the car doors and got out. Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

It was a message from Wan Hao.

Just a few simple words.

"Done. Thank you!"

A few seconds later, another message came through.

"That Little Bei... is he your friend? How about you help me ask if he's interested in working for me... he can name his own price, and I'll agree."

Su Rui smiled but didn't reply. Instead, he followed Li Ruobing directly into the film and television city.

The elevator went all the way up to the top floor.

This was the executive office area. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, two burly security guards walked towards them.

"Excuse me, this area is not open to private visitors," one of the security guards said, holding out a hand to stop them.

"I am Li Ruobing," Li Ruobing stated her identity directly and walked straight ahead, pushing open the General Manager's office door. She turned and said, "Go find Li Mingze. I'll give him three minutes."

The security guards were stunned for a moment, then immediately saluted with serious expressions. "Yes!"

Two minutes later.

Inside a certain executive's office, Li Mingze, covered in sweat, fumbled with the buttons on his shirt and stumbled out. Behind him, a full-figured, rosy-cheeked woman in office attire, with disheveled hair and torn black stockings on her thighs, chased after him, carrying his suit jacket with a shy expression. "Mr. Li, your clothes... your clothes!"