Chapter 8

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"Sure enough, he's an ambitious young man!" Wang Chuntou sighed inwardly as he looked at the den.

"Huh... Why are there no weapons?" Wen Jing, who was covering her nose, walked around the house and saw only a few kitchen knives, unable to help but ask.

"Bro, I'm a gentleman thief, not a robber. I play the game of skill, no need for weapons." Shi Xiaobao said proudly.

"That's true." Wen Jing's face rarely showed a hint of admiration. She knew that when a thief carried weapons, they often turned into robbers during a crime. Therefore, a thief who could stick to not carrying weapons was a good thief.

"What's this? Medicine wine?!" Wang Chuntou saw a glass bottle on the small square table, containing a mix of herbs, including a silver-ringed snake.

"Yes, medicine wine." Shi Xiaobao cleared a spot on the coffee table and began to disassemble the iPhone.

"You don't seem to drink white wine?"

Wang Chuntou and Wen Jing exchanged glances; they knew very well that Shi Xiaobao had a poor tolerance for alcohol, getting dizzy from a little beer and basically not touching white wine at all.

"This wine..." Shi Xiaobao's face showed hesitation.

"An ancestral recipe for bruises and sprains?" Wen Jing's face showed a serious expression.

"Yes... It's the only recipe my master left me..." Shi Xiaobao's face showed a hint of sadness.

"Your master..."

"He's dead." Shi Xiaobao shook his head, focusing on disassembling the iPhone, his expression clearly unwilling to talk about his master.

The room fell into a moment of silence.

Wang Chuntou came from a single-parent family. Although his mother ignored him, his childhood was at least free from worrying about three meals a day.

Wen Jing's family background was unknown, but when Wang Chuntou met her, she was already in a very good financial situation. From her usual tone of voice, it could be inferred that her family was large and well-off.

Among the three, only Shi Xiaobao was an orphan.

At the age of seven, Shi Xiaobao was wandering the streets, stealing chickens and dogs, with irregular meals and suffering from hunger and cold. Later, he was taken in by an elderly man living alone.

The elderly man who took in Shi Xiaobao was a thief who had spent most of his life in prison.

Although Shi Xiaobao called the elderly man his master, in reality, the man's skills were poor. Out of ten attempts, seven ended in capture, and he was often beaten up. If not for his old age and poor health, he would have been thrown into prison long ago.

After Shi Xiaobao became the elderly man's disciple, the man's life improved. Shi Xiaobao was a natural thief, and within just two years, he surpassed his master, excelling in petty theft and quickly establishing himself in City C. Despite setting some incomprehensible rules for himself, he managed to make a living.

...

"That medicine wine recipe is the only property my master left me." Shi Xiaobao, who was focused on disassembling the phone, suddenly looked up at the bottle of medicine wine, his eyes filled with deep emotion.

"Beaten up?" Wen Jing sighed.

"How did you know?" Shi Xiaobao stood up in shock.

"Rumor has it that some thieves in the underworld leave behind ancient and mysterious recipes that are highly effective for bruises and sprains. Since you consider this recipe the only legacy from your master, it must be very precious." Wen Jing said calmly.

"Wen Jing, you seem to know a lot..." Wang Chuntou found that he was increasingly unable to understand Wen Jing.

"Hehe, more than you. By the way, I'm leaving City C. I was planning to say goodbye to you after celebrating Wang Chuntou's award today, but it looks like I'll have to stay a couple more days to help you with that mess."

"Ah... Why are you leaving?" Wang Chuntou was taken aback.

"I've been here for more than two years, and I estimate my family will find me soon." Wen Jing's face remained calm.

"Why are you afraid of your family finding you?" Shi Xiaobao, who had just finished installing Wang Chuntou's SIM card and was reassembling the phone with great skill, asked.

"Ah, it's a long story..." Wen Jing's pale face showed a deep sorrow.

"Damn, what's with everyone? Don't act like a bunch of women, crying and whining. If you want to leave, just leave. What's the big deal? We all have phones now. If anything happens, just give us a call. Don't be so gloomy; I hate it." Wang Chuntou cursed.

"Ha ha ha, Wang Chuntou, I like your straightforward personality. When you and Xiaobao beat me up, I accepted it." Wen Jing laughed heartily.

"Hey, what do you mean, 'you and Xiaobao beat me up'? I was the one who beat both of you up."

"Do you really think so?" Wen Jing tilted her head and looked at Wang Chuntou.

At the same time, Shi Xiaobao also looked at Wang Chuntou with a mischievous expression.

"Forget it, Brother Chuntou is wise and brave, I won't stoop to your level."

Wang Chuntou instinctively took a step back, ready to run at any moment.

"Ah... You guy... I can't understand you. One moment you're standing tall, the next you're sneaky. That Manager Chen must have done something terrible in a past life to offend you." Wen Jing shook her head.

"Brother Chuntou, the pick-up tool is ready!" Shi Xiaobao handed the iPhone to Wang Chuntou.

"Right, can she track me through the phone?" Although Wang Chuntou was clueless about high-tech products, he had heard some basic knowledge.

"Don't worry, Brother Chuntou. Nowadays, girls mostly use their phones for games and WeChat. Advanced tracking is rare. Even if you get caught by the police, just say you bought a stolen phone. At worst, they'll confiscate it."

"That's true." Wang Chuntou felt relieved and opened the phone.

"Let's go drink!" Wen Jing said.

"Right, right, let's drink. Wen Jing is leaving, so today we'll drink until we drop! But I have to say this first, I'm broke and can't pay the bill."

"No problem, I'll treat you today." Wen Jing smiled.

"Ha ha, Brother Wen, we've known each other for almost two years, and this is the first time you've offered to pay." Shi Xiaobao teased.

"Really?" Wen Jing was taken aback, thought for a moment, and said with a guilty look, "You're right."

"No problem, I'll take you for a big meal today!"

"Let's go, let's go, don't waste time. We'll drink until we drop today..."

Wen Jing seemed unwilling to stay in the smelly rental apartment and hurriedly led the way out.

The three left Shi Xiaobao's rental apartment and walked toward the alley's exit. As they approached, Wen Jing suddenly stopped.

Almost simultaneously, Wang Chuntou and Shi Xiaobao also stopped.

A suffocating atmosphere spread through the dim alley.

The three saw a shiny black car parked under a street lamp at the alley's entrance. Even in the dim light, the car seemed to glow. On either side of the car stood two tall, strong men in suits and sunglasses, motionless like mountains, giving off an inexplicable pressure.

Wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night was incredibly eerie.

"Sorry, I can't drink with you." Wen Jing smiled bitterly.

"Your enemy?" Wang Chuntou took a half-step toward the wall, where a brick lay. He had always disliked fighting unarmed.

"My father." Wen Jing shook his head at Wang Chuntou, signaling him not to act rashly.

"Your father..." Wang Chuntou was stunned.

"Wen Jing, the area here is complex..." Shi Xiaobao whispered.

"It won't help."

"Then... what do we do?"

"Go back." Wen Jing said calmly.

"Are you going home?" Wang Chuntou asked seriously.

"Not a decision, but a lack of choice. When you can't avoid something, you have to face it. Since my father has found me, I'll face it bravely."

"But..."

"If we have the chance, we'll meet again. Now, go back."

"Wen Jing, I want to meet your father!" Wang Chuntou said firmly.

"Ah... No!" Wen Jing immediately refused.

"You can't stop me!" Wang Chuntou strode toward the shiny car at the alley's entrance.

"Wang Chuntou..."

"I have something to say to your father." Wang Chuntou glanced at Shi Xiaobao and said, "Hold him!"

"Got it!"

Shi Xiaobao grabbed Wen Jing. She tried to break free but quickly gave up. No one knew Shi Xiaobao better than Wen Jing. Although he wasn't good at fighting, he had a special move that made it impossible to escape once he grabbed you, even if you beat him half to death. When Shi Xiaobao stole Wen Jing's phone and was caught, they fought, and Wang Chuntou took advantage of the situation to beat them both up, mainly because Shi Xiaobao had Wen Jing pinned down.

Wang Chuntou walked bravely to the car.

The two men in suits and sunglasses remained motionless, like lifeless statues.

"Uncle Wen, I have something to say!" Wang Chuntou couldn't see inside the car, but his intuition told him that someone was sitting in the back seat.

A long, tense silence followed.

Wang Chuntou stared at the dark window, feeling a pair of eyes watching him from inside.

"My father won't see you." Wen Jing, who was following behind, smiled bitterly.

"Whether he sees me or not doesn't matter, but I have to say this! Uncle, I'm Wang Chuntou, a good friend of Wen Jing. We've known each other for two years, and we've had a great time. If you're Wen Jing's father and you love her, you should make her happy and joyful! Uncle, I'm a rough person and don't know how to speak well, please forgive me. That's all I have to say."

The rear window of the car suddenly slid down, revealing a middle-aged man's face. It was a thin, clean face, somewhat resembling Wen Jing's, but with a stern and serious expression, and deep, piercing eyes like a cold, vast sky.

"Get in the car." The man glanced at Wang Chuntou and then looked at Wen Jing. At the same time, the door on the other side of the car was opened by one of the men in suits and sunglasses.

Wen Jing didn't say a word, walked around to the other side, nodded at Wang Chuntou and Shi Xiaobao, and silently got into the car.

The window slowly closed, the stern face gradually disappearing, but the deep, piercing eyes remained fixed on Wang Chuntou.

Bang!

Bang!

The car door closed, and one of the men in suits sat in the front passenger seat, while the other walked to the back. Wang Chuntou then noticed a large black Ford SUV parked not far behind the car, its wild body giving off an inexplicable pressure.

What puzzled Wang Chuntou was that after Wen Jing got in the car, the windows and doors were closed, but the car didn't move, remaining parked at the alley's entrance.

Why didn't it leave?

"Wang Chuntou, Wang Chuntou, come look, it's a Rolls-Royce, a Rolls-Royce..." Just as Wang Chuntou was puzzled, he heard Shi Xiaobao's excited, incoherent voice.

"..."

Wang Chuntou followed the sound and was stunned. Shi Xiaobao was lying on the hood of the car, staring at the emblem with a look of adoration, his hands gently touching the gleaming goddess emblem.

No wonder the car didn't move; Shi Xiaobao was blocking the way.

"Xiaobao, can't you have a little more ambition?" Wang Chuntou said angrily.

"Ah..."

"Brother Xiaobao, a good dog doesn't block the way!" Seeing Shi Xiaobao's dazed look, Wang Chuntou felt like dying. His face was completely lost. Of course, Wang Chuntou also wanted to see the legendary Rolls-Royce emblem.

"Sorry, sorry... Hehe... Wen Jing wasn't lying... Hehe..." Shi Xiaobao quickly moved aside, looking at the car with a fawning expression.

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