Song Qiao saw the two figures covered in blood and worried they were injured.
Gao Meng also noticed and showed a concerned expression.
However, seeing their relaxed demeanor, she figured it wasn't a serious issue, at most minor injuries.
Song Qiao's face showed solicitude as he asked, "Are you alright? Not injured?"
"Thank you for your concern, we're fine. This isn't our blood!"
"Well, that puts my mind at ease!" Song Qiao nodded.
"However, it was indeed quite perilous. Those people are truly assassins, employing many insidious tactics that were impossible to guard against," Wei Feng said, looking a bit shaken.
"Yes, if it weren't for that, we wouldn't have resorted to killing. We originally intended to capture a couple of them alive to extract more confessions and dig out more valuable information. To think they were all so stubborn," Chen Chen said, also feeling a lingering fear and a sense of regret.
"It's fine, as long as you're not hurt. Besides, I told you to eliminate them. That means no survivors. If you had messed up and fallen into a trap, I would have held you accountable," Song Qiao said with a stern expression.
"Yes, Boss!" Wei Feng and Chen Chen stood at attention and replied in unison.
However, seeing their hardened expressions now, Song Qiao's fighting spirit was ignited. "I feel like you two are really strong. How about we have a spar here? Let me see just how strong you are!"
Wei Feng and Chen Chen's faces fell.
Wei Feng said, "I witnessed your strength yesterday and dare not compete. Truly, I dare not! Your strength far surpasses ours. I wouldn't dare to show off in front of a master."
Chen Chen nodded vigorously, agreeing wholeheartedly.
Song Qiao was somewhat displeased.
They showed too much reverence for him, even refusing a sparring match.
Just as he was about to pressure them,
Chen Chen spoke, "Boss, this isn't a suitable place. The hotel will likely call the police soon. Even if we were to spar, it shouldn't be here! It's too grim!"
Song Qiao smiled at him, "Then tell me, who caused such heavy casualties!"
Casually glancing at Gao Meng, he saw that despite her efforts to remain calm, her face was pale, as if she were enduring something. He felt Chen Chen had a point. "Alright then, let's go. I'll make a call to have the relevant authorities handle it."
"Hurry back and wash up."
With that, he led the way.
Downstairs, a vehicle they had arranged was waiting. They got into the cars and left quickly.
The helpers Chen Chen had summoned also departed without a sound.
Shortly after they left, the relevant authorities took over the case at the hotel.
The superiors were pleased. Merit had come to them effortlessly.
Song Qiao had once again achieved a feat, dismantling a medium-sized assassin organization and bringing honor to the Security Department.
Not long after returning to the hotel, Chen Chen drafted the news of the demise of the assassin organization Kui Ba, detailing the reasons for its destruction.
Subsequently, the relevant content was posted on the forum for underground forces.
At the same time, he used multiple disguised identities to steer public opinion.
It didn't take much effort to capture everyone's attention, leading them to believe that its demise was likely related to the recent contract to assassinate Gao Meng.
In fact, as soon as Kui Ba was annihilated, many forces had taken notice.
Extensive investigations were launched, and more and more information was disclosed.
All factions and individuals were shocked.
More warning messages were issued:
"Taking on contracts is risky; striking requires caution!"
"How terrifying is this woman named Gao Meng?"
"One woman, the downfall of a medium-sized assassin organization!"
"Gao Meng, not 'Meng' because she's terrifying! See the fate of Kui Ba for details."
"..."
In short, on this particular night, the contract related to Gao Meng had practically become a taboo in the underworld.
Why?
It was simple: if you thought your life was too long, then go ahead and take the contract! We won't see you off!
An hour later, when Song Qiao learned that news of Kui Ba's demise had spread throughout the underworld, he expressed his satisfaction, praised Chen Chen's efficiency, and told him to return to his room to rest well.
Turning, Song Qiao cupped his right hand as if holding a microphone and brought it to Gao Meng's lips. "Miss, what are your feelings right now? You've become a great demon in the underworld, are you happy?"
"I... why should I be happy? I'm so worried!" she said, biting her lip.
"Ah, is it because your status has risen too quickly, and you're afraid of becoming famous?" Song Qiao asked playfully.
"Isn't this putting me in the spotlight?" she still seemed worried.
"Don't worry. Later, I'll have Chen Chen post a few more threads stating that you have a team protecting you, and at the same time, we'll try to divert attention," Song Qiao suggested.
"Then... alright."
"By the way, there's one more important thing," Song Qiao said seriously.
"What is it?"
"Do you think it's still possible to book a room together now?" Song Qiao's face showed a mischievous grin.
Gao Meng was startled, her face flushing again. She chided, "Scoundrel! You're always thinking of bad things!"
"This is me not forgetting my promise!" Song Qiao smiled. "However, I'm out of energy now..."
Saying this, he pulled her into his embrace.
Their bodies collided heavily.
Gao Meng: "You... Ah..."
She struggled a couple of times but, losing her balance, almost fell to the side.
She had no choice but to instinctively grab Song Qiao.
As a result, Song Qiao grabbed her by both arms.
"You said you were out of energy?"
"Hehe, the moment I see how beautiful you are, my energy returns," Song Qiao said smugly, licking his lips and adopting a domineering posture. "You can't escape now. I'm telling you, here, even if you call out to heaven and earth, no one will answer. Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you!"
Gao Meng began to panic. "Ah, no! How about I scream 'scream my lungs out' twice?"
Song Qiao paused. This girl actually understood that meme?
Forget it, no need to be suspicious. Human psychology always has common ground.
Sudden inspirations and shared memes can happen often.
Seeing Song Qiao's movements slow, Gao Meng felt a little relieved and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I... I can't give it to you yet. Let's talk about it when we get to Modu!"
Song Qiao smiled. "Alright, I'll wait. Modu, I'm looking forward to it. It's a must-win!"
Gao Meng's face turned crimson, the blush spreading all the way to her ears and lingering.
For the next two days, Song Qiao and Gao Meng wandered around the area, feeling very happy. They hadn't experienced the novelty of unfamiliar environments for a long time, especially the old streets and alleys here, which made them linger.
However, when they returned, they heard that Ye Zhiwei hadn't been to the company for several days.
Song Qiao immediately became anxious. Had something happened?
He called Ye Zhiwei.
The call went through, but no one answered.
Several subsequent calls were the same.
This made him even more worried.
Putting down the phone, he drove to Ye Zhiwei's residence to see what had happened.