"Hello?"
"What? Don't you fucking check the time? What if I was getting laid? You'd ruin the mood." Old Ninth leaned against his hospital bed and flashed the Nurse beside him a wicked smile.
Her face flushed, and she hurried away.
"You don't have a fucking partner."
The voice on the other end actually belonged to Ji Min.
Ever since they had fought the Kou Island war criminals together, they had developed something of a mutual appreciation.
Both were eccentric and foul-mouthed.
So Ji Min had begun to entertain the idea of making friends with Old Ninth.
"I've got a foul temper, but yours is even worse. Still, since we've fought together, I'll let it slide."
Ji Min laughed through his curses.
His recklessness and foul temper were both products of the environment he had grown up in.
Being born into the Ji Family meant everyone was bound to fawn over him, and that had given him his rotten temper.
But Old Ninth was different. Not only did he refuse to indulge him, he actually dared to beat him up.
Ji Min was full of curiosity about this unusual opponent.
"Spit it out."
Old Ninth turned the television down to its lowest volume.
Ji Min certainly wasn't calling him at this hour just to chat.
"Besides you telling me Shu Nan's route and timing, guess who else came to me?"
Ji Min laughed and cursed mysteriously. "That little bastard's older half brother, same father, different mother. Ha!"
Old Ninth couldn't have cared less.
Rich families' feuds-where would he find the time to care about those?
"You called just to tell me that?" Old Ninth snapped. "I'm not answering your calls at night anymore."
"Fuck, wait!"
Ji Min shouted excitedly, "I'm asking if you want to make a deal!"
"What?"
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