Chapter 169
Translator’s Notes: More playthings for Lung! But this time, one who successfully avoided the bad end&h.e.l.lip;
Chapter 169: Counter Attack [Part 1]
Speaking of Qi Geyou, he seldom met any formidable rivals among his peers except for those few people he could count on one hand as ones of the new generation’s candidates to succeed ‘Flying Snake’. He believed that others could not compare to himself, which was why the people around him were basically all subordinates. This thinking also nurtured his behavior of treating others from the position of superiority. However on this stars.h.i.+p, Qi Geyou had been humiliated more than one time already. In just two short days, he would find himself choked off every time he attempted to feel out Cillin and Lung’s depths.
The two other people who were rescued along with Qi Geyou from the lifepod were called Snarker and Serpenter. They fell under the category of ‘diehard loyalist’, and Qi Geyou trust in them grew even more after this incident. If in the future, Qi Geyou was able to take over ‘Flying Snake’ successfully, this duo would not doubt stand very tall in the hierarchy as well.
Cillin and Lung paid no attention to the way they interacted with each other. What interested Lung was how they were beaten into their sorry looks and nearly lost their lives in the process. He even a.n.a.lysed the question on their behalf using words that could drive people crazy, hitting the nail right on the head and caring absolutely nothing for their faces at all. Every time Qi Geyou was so angry he wished that he could just murder the two fellows – no, three, since that b.u.t.t shaking cat had chimed into the conversation too.
"Hey little flying snake, you better not lose this time! We’ve invested capital on you you know!" Lung said while stick one leg over the other.
What capital? Capital what?
Veins popped on Qi Geyou’s forehead, but he restrained himself and did not burst into anger. He had never held himself back like this back at ‘Flying Snake’, but borrowing Cillin’s words, beggars can’t be choosers. When Cillin said this the gray cat on top of his shoulders had even added with pretentious seriousness, "Young man, be calm, do be not impatient."
Go eat s.h.i.+t with your impatience!
Qi Geyou wanted to practice out of sight, out of mind, but it was necessary for him to sit down in the control room and lead the way. He was the only one more familiar with the more hidden parks of this area. If he were to pa.s.s the task completely to Lung, there might be a potential hiccup. He absolutely must be careful with his current opportunity.
During the previous incident, Qi Geyou had lost a group of people and nearly lost his own life. Naturally, he couldn’t be feeling too well no matter what the circ.u.mstances were. At first, he did lose his patience and attacked Cillin and Lung after suffering their sharp and blunt remarks, but when Cillin had grabbed his snake spear barehanded, Qi Geyou knew that he absolutely could not compare to Cillin in terms of individual strength.
When Snarker and Serpenter saw this their hair almost stood on the back of their heads. Qi Geyou’s snake spear contained high voltage, and if it were them, they would have succ.u.mbed to the attack already. However, Cillin was able to take the high voltage without a change in his expression at all. Although Qi Geyou had only unleashed two levels of snake spear – the sharpest blade and snake fang were not yet unleashed – his attack still wasn’t something that any ordinary person could grasp.
Snarker and Serpenter also wanted to test their hands against Cillin – it was an itch they often felt when they met someone who could fight – but Cillin immediately threw a line at them, "You want to fight before your bones are healed? Did s.h.i.+t get into your head?"
In the end, Lung gave out an idea. It was the childish arm wrestling.
Cillin won by a short margin.
Lung said that friends.h.i.+p grows from exchange of blows, so he took out his wine and celebrated for a bit. After Qi Geyou had downed a few bottles of wine he then sat at the side and watched the group of four get wildly drunk and sing. Every person was louder and more off-key than the next; it was as if they were competing to see who could be the most off-key of them all. After they were done playing baccha.n.a.ls, they began to play cards with great vigor. In view of their terrible drunk disposition earlier, everyone cheated, played dumb, acted shameless and fooled around until they all fell asleep.
Although Qi Geyou were so infuriated by Cillin and Lung that the blue veins on his head had grown a size thicker, he had to admit that he acknowledged them in his heart. Courage alone wasn’t enough for two people to enter Sector S on their lonesome. Without true abilities, they could not have survived this place for long. As for character, while the duo had very cheap mouths that spouted very sharp remarks, they were also all truths. Of course, the fact that might be totally doing it on purpose wasn’t ruled out.
Qi Geyou could not figure out both Cillin and Lung. The elders at ‘Flying Snake’ once said that if they had encountered people like them, people who appeared unreliable on the surface but had in fact concealed their true abilities well within themselves, then they should not offend such people recklessly. Qi Geyou himself had no intentions of making powerful enemies for himself, especially at such an occasion.
They quickly arrived at the planet mentioned by Qi Geyou. This planet was ‘Flying Snake’s’ headquarters, but it was a very important place. In a few days, there would be a meeting in ‘Flying Snake’s’ domain on this domain. This was something that had been scheduled in advance a few days ago. Originally, this meeting was just routine work and not all that important, but the ‘Double Spy’ incident caused ‘Flying Snake’ to suffer a blow, lose a group of elites and even ‘Little Flying Snake’ Qi Geyou, who was currently MIA.
Night befell the dark side of the planet. The streets were red with lanterns and green with wine*, the night life was rich, and everywhere one looked there were groups of youngsters who were riding on hoverboards or driving modified flying cars. Many of them were less than twenty years old. They hooted amidst speeding air in search of stimulation and excitement.
*means feasting and pleasure-seeking
A small motorcade flew by with the appropriate lights on, and the people who were originally hooting wildly and flying at random opened up a path on their own consensus. Moreover, some people would join the motorcade on its way; flying cars following right behind them and hoverboarders withdrawing their hoverboards with practiced motions before dropping directly into the cars with open roofs. The flying cars’ roofs would slowly fold up after the people had come in. It was as if they had cooperated like this for a very long time.
A teenager with spiky hair about fifteen to sixteen years old spoke to the guy sitting at the driver’s seat, "Are there any news about the boss yet?"
The driver controlled the steering with one hand and gripped a cigarette with the other. When he heard the teenager’s question, he sucked in a mouthful of smoke and frowned, "Not yet."
For a time, the atmosphere within the car was a little stifling and oppressive. The teenager produced a cigarette, lit it and smoked. He completely curbed his brash behavior when hoverboarding with others and appeared unusually silent.
"Kids shouldn’t smoke this. It affects the body’s growth." the driver said.
"I’m about to turn sixteen right away." the teenager retorted while flicking his cigarette, "I’ve fought so many fights with you guys already. Don’t treat me like a kid anymore. Say it, what are we going to do this time?"
The driver stopped twisting himself with the smoking problem, sucked in a deep mouthful and flicked the unfinished cigarette into an opening. The cigarette was sucked into the small opening when it flew over it. The small opening closed.
"We will bring this up during today’s meeting."
"What if those people finds a reason to delay it again?" the teenager asked.
"Then we’ll do it
"You’ve gotten the firearms?"
"Yup." the driver let out a mocking smile, "Black Snake wants to use us to eliminate those people from Mad Owl and create an incident along the way so we can’t come back? In his dreams!"
The driver opened the car’s roof once more. The smoke inside the car was instantly blown away, and the men inside the car were awoken a little by the wind as well.
The size of the people gathered around this motorcade grew bigger and bigger. In the end, it became a large motorcade of several hundred people. If the people inside the car were to be included, then they numbered were well over a thousand.
The motorcade arrived beside a wide building. There were already people waiting for them there. The people parked their flying cars and came out.
"You guys came!" the people waiting at the building said.
Chapter 169: Counter Attack [Part 2]
"These are all our numbers. The rest are either bogged down by other stuff or are afraid to come."
"Those cowardly b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, I’ll kick them to death sooner or later!"
"Let’s talk about this later. Has the meeting begun?" the one who asked this was none other than the smoking driver. The teenager was following behind him.
"It has begun. I heard that the higher ups are having a fierce quarrel. Black Snake slandered boss quite a bit."
"What about the rest of the people?"
"They’re the same as ever&h.e.l.lip;"
While they were speaking, another motorcade had arrived. As compared to this motorcade, the newly arrived motorcade was obviously a lot more noisier. While letting the music flow out of their windows, they were even whistling and shaking their bodies c.o.c.kily for a bit.
"Yo, Gold Ring. Why are you standing here? Can’t get in?" the fellow who walked out of the car with a hair that was done like a broom said with a sloppy appearance. While smoking, he even purposely puffed out a few smoke rings.
Before they could answer, the guy behind Broomhead sneered and said, "Could it be that you guys are here to snivel to the elders because your little boss died and no one’s here to support you?"
"Of course it is, do you even need to ask!"
"Look at those sullen faces, sigh, it truly is&h.e.l.lip; an entirely appropriate punishment!"
The people this side got angry when they watched the people on the other side answering their own questions in a ridiculing and c.o.c.ky manner.
"f.u.c.k, you want to f.u.c.king die this badly? Your daddy can fulfill your wis.h.!.+ How do you want to die, huh? Spit it out!"
"I spit on your ancestors. Nothing will happen to boss even if black snake’s been cooked!"
"Even if boss isn’t here, you seriously think that wretched Black Snake can take over? Peh, even pigs are better than him!"
There was a rule since a long time ago to watch out one own’s words and actions before this building, which was why the two small groups had in fact restrained their speeches quite a bit despite the disharmonious argument and current situation. Otherwise, anything could’ve popped out of their mouths.
"Hey stop it, both of you. Do you know where you are right now!" a middle aged man walked out from inside the building.
This person might not be part of the higher ups of ‘Flying Snake’, but he was the princ.i.p.al manager of this place. Therefore, logically speaking both parties should have given him face and stopped right there.
However, the flames on both sides had only grown stronger and stronger. They were slowly starting to lose control and itch for a fight.
An alluring twenty years old or so woman walked out from behind the middle-aged man and pulled his sleeves, "It’s better if you don’t interfere. Neither side will think anything about your opinion at all. Let us report this to upstairs and mobilise a group of men along the way to guard this place just in case their fight gets too intense and affect the people inside."
Earlier, Black Snake had already told this woman not to interfere if these two sides of people started arguing with each other and let them do whatever they wanted. Black Snake had already sent his men to add fuel to fire in secret. It would appear that Black Snake was going to use the ‘Double Spy’ incident to clean out ‘Little Flying Snake’s’ subordinates as well.
Seeing that the two sides’ arguments were growing so intense that they were practically seconds away from pulling out their weapons, Gold Ring raised his hands and pulled the two people at the front, getting ready to say something. Suddenly, a terrific sense of danger a.s.saulted him, and he reflexively moved his body sideways. He was still shot, however, although thankfully he managed to avoid getting shot at a major organ.
"f.u.c.k, motherf.u.c.ker they actually shot us!"
This time the situation was full to bursting. Both parties took out their weapons and fired immediately.
But they hadn’t managed to shoot more than twice when an angry roar nearly pushed the sounds of both parties’ gunshots.
"Stop right now!"
When the people who were so angry they could spit blood heard this voice, they fell silent before exclaiming in shock, "Boss!"
Meanwhile, the faces of the people at Broomhead’s side distorted like they had just eaten a mouthful of s.h.i.+t. They froze, not because they couldn’t move but because they did not dare to. The second they heard this voice they immediately felt a tremendous pressure.
Gold Ring held his stomach and looked towards the sky. Three people on hoverboards slowly descended from above. The leader of the trio was none other than the main subject of the topic that had triggered this conflict, ‘Little Flying Snake’ Qi Geyou.
Even though it was night, the sparkling orange lights of the lamps still complemented his sword-like pupils and gave it a most bizarre feeling. It even caused the surrounding temperature to fall by several degrees.
"Boss, Snarker, Serpenter!" some cried out in pleasant surprise.
Qi Geyou walked down from the hoverboard with a dark expression. Both parties consciously opened up a path for him. No one dared to act wantonly in front of ‘Little Flying Snake’.
Ignoring Gold Ring and the others’ exclamations, Qi Geyou continued to walk his own way. However, no one was bothered by the slight because Qi Geyou’s return was already the best news they could have.
Qi Geyou was walking close to the group of people around Gold Ring. He walked and walked, and suddenly, before anyone could react, Qi Geyou’s snake spear suddenly flashed out and extended all the way up to its third level right away. The long and sharp snake fangs went right between several people and nailed into the body of one person. The parts where the snake fangs had penetrated swiftly turned black and rotted.
The nailed person tried to cry out, but the only thing that escaped his throat was an indistinguishable hoa.r.s.e sound. His eyes were filled with fear and despair.
"Boss, you&h.e.l.lip;"
A person at the side was just about to say something before he recalled something and stopped himself.
Qi Geyou glanced at him and nodded satisfactorily.
Qi Geyou’s temperament meant that he would not kill carelessly without good reason. Therefore, his subordinates should not question his decision even if they had doubts because he was the boss of this organisation. This was something everyone on Qi Geyou’s side knew, which was why the person who spoke shut up upon recalling this.
He pulled out the snake spear. The front ends of the snake spear drew back as the weapon returned to its original form.
"There’s nothing I hate more than traitors!"
When Gold Ring heard this, his eyes narrowed, "Boss, you’re saying that that b.a.s.t.a.r.d is the guy who shot me! I knew there was a traitor in our midst when I was shot, but there was no time to find out who it was just now. Now I think that death is going way too easy on him."
"Drag him out and chop him up a couple more times then." Snarker said. The current Snarker was not as casual as he was when facing Cillin and Lung. Right now Snarker was also wearing a dark expression and appeared incredibly imposing just like Qi Geyou.
Although Serpenter didn’t hold a face of ice like the other two, the gleam that glowed between the thin slits of his eyes appeared dangerous no matter how you looked at it. He looked just like a poisonous serpent who was about to deal its prey a fatal blow.
Qi Geyou stopped looking at the traitor and turned to cast a glance at Broomhead. Then, he slowly walked towards him.
Seeing that Qi Geyou was walking towards them, Broomhead and the others unconsciously retreated backwards.
"Why are you retreating? Did I give you permission to retreat?"
Qi Geyou’s voice was very level when he said this, but those who knew him well knew that it was his usual expression before killing someone.
"Bo&h.e.l.lip; Boss Qi Geyou, misunderstanding&h.e.l.lip; it’s all really just a misunderstanding, this&h.e.l.lip;"
Broomhead’s words were swallowed right back into his throat before they were sprayed out along with his blood.
The deep slash marks in Broomhead’s throat nearly cut off his entire head. However, Qi Geyou’s attack was done skillfully so as to avoid several important nerves. Therefore, Broomhead had not lost consciousness and died right away. Instead, he was able to feel his blood flowing out of his throat and experience the fear and despair of life flowing out of his body.
Qi Geyou gave a sideway nod and said, "Teach them a lesson."
After he said this, he stopped paying attention to the matters here any longer. Snarker and Serpenter led the men and charged towards the other party. A lesson was something that could not be memorised unless it was profound.
Qi Geyou walked into the building. When the mobilised and full armed men inside the building who were just getting ready to charge into the fray and stop the conflict saw Qi Geyou, they immediately withdrew their weapons and opened up a way for Qi Geyou to come in.
"You can forget about the situation outside. It’ll end very soon."
"Yes sir." the leader of the squad answered respectfully.
When Qi Geyou walked through the inner door, the full armed squad wiped the sweat off their body.
"He is Little Flying Snake alright; his aura is getting rounder and rounder lately. Is that killing intent just now? How terrifying. I felt like I was being watched by a huge snake."
"No wonder the higher ups look so highly upon Qi Geyou. Black Snake is far lousier compared to him."
"Tsk, Black Snake? If he didn’t have a good daddy, he would’ve been crushed by Qi Geyou a long time ago."
"That being said, the fact that he survived that kind of situation meant that Qi Geyou truly has some real skills."
"Never mind this. We gave Black Snake face because of the rumor that Qi Geyou had died and because of that person up there. But now that Qi Geyou is back, Black Snake’s face should be all gone."
&h.e.l.lip;
in the sky not far away from the building, Cillin and Lung were sitting inside a flying car and watching the scene unfolding down there.
Right now, Cillin and Lung were wearing the camo face mask newly developed by the Andrea Family. It would be very difficult for anyone to detect their true faces unless they were put through an in-depth investigation.
As for the gray cat, it was teaching the little fellow how to read in the stars.h.i.+p outside the planet. The now invisible stars.h.i.+p was parked at a place not far away from the planet.
"Tsk, he deserves to be called Little Flying Snake alright. Pretty imposing, ain’t he? I’m so envious, he looks so cool man! I’m jealous, ah, I’m jealous!" Lung complained.
"Is this the so-called internal strife in gangs? It seriously is cruel. They kill their opponents directly without so much a word." Cillin sighed ruefully. It was obvious that the gang rules of Sector S were much crueler than the internal affairs of a Hunter regiment. No wonder someone like Qi Geyou was nurtured.
"Cillin, I want to enjoy the thrill of being a boss too just like Qi Geyou. It feels like it’d be pretty enjoyable and much cooler than just bringing a bunch of bodyguards around. Mm, I’ll lead a huge group of people wearing black windbreakers and sungla.s.ses, each holding an a.s.sault rifle in their hands while their waists&h.e.l.lip;"
While Lung was talking dreamily, Cillin rudely cracked down on his dream and said, "Old Berzett would die from anger."
Lung covered his face and wailed in anguish, "Can we not bring up that terrible old man? Gentleman etiquette is a trap!"
Cillin and Lung waited for Qi Geyou directly outside the building. Qi Geyou once said that he would pull out the thorns behind his back after this meeting, then come up with a new arrangement to make a comeback and take revenge.
Cillin and Lung had expressed that they would partic.i.p.ate in their planned mission at the grade one prison. Therefore, it was best that they waited until Qi Geyou had finished his meeting before discussing the relevant matters. Of course, since they’d arrived on ‘Flying Snake’s’ domain, as the master of this place Qi Geyou had to receive them properly, not to mention that they were his savior too.
Three hours later, Qi Geyou came out. After talking a little with Snarker in a low tone, he left along with the long motorcade. Then, while the people were distracted, Snarker seized the opportunity to lead Cillin and Lung to another place that belonged to Qi Geyou.