In the black car outside the hot spring hotel, the white man who had once been sprayed in the face with pepper spray irritably tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips.
"What's taking Huaya so long? It's just one little girl."
Huaya, who had once been knocked unconscious by Ye Xunzhi with a fire extinguisher, sneezed as he crouched with his rear sticking out, Baseball Bat in hand, poised to club the culprit responsible.
Who was thinking about him?
In the car, the white man heard the door open and close and felt the vehicle rock as someone got in. He struck up a conversation naturally, turning around at an unhurried pace to complain:
"You really took your time this round."
Only to find himself staring down a pitch-black gun barrel. Ye Xunzhi held the gun against his forehead.
"Sorry about that. I needed to find this thing, so it took a little longer."
[Good thing we're abroad, where ordinary people can buy guns. Back home, this would've been a pain.]
The white man: Huaya, what are you doing, Huaya?! The enemy's already stormed our headquarters!
Meanwhile, Huaya, who was guarding the entrance, was bewildered by the sudden call from his partner. He hurried back to the car.
"Joseph, I just got your call. What do you mean you've caught her? Did that little girl actually not use the main entrance?!"
Huaya pulled open the rear door, and another gun immediately pointed at him. Ye Xunzhi had found it while searching Joseph.
Ye Xunzhi smiled. "Hi~ Interested in a chat? Talk or die."
The two men: Help, boss!
Following Ye Xunzhi's instructions, the two obediently reported to the other side that everything was going smoothly, and the car drove all the way to its destination.
But the moment they stopped,