Chapter Sixteen: A Change of Face

  "The Zhongshan suit" is no longer popular in the country, and what has replaced it is the so-called "Chinese stand-up collar", which actually originated from the Zhongshan suit! The reason why it has been popular for a hundred years is because of that great revolution!

  The revolutionary complex of the Chinese people is deeply rooted, especially in Chinatowns overseas, and it has been popular for a long time. However, most film and television works have put this style on bodyguards and thugs, which is really a shame to our ancestors!

  Xinger bought "Zhonghua Liuling" for Shen Qingyang, which is black in color and looks solemn and spiritual. The small standing collar sets off the person's spirit. But wearing it on Shen Qingyang's body will probably look a bit "alternative", because of the two bulging pieces of flesh on Shen Qingyang's cheeks!

  "Heh heh!" The signature silly smile was back on Shen Qingyang's face.

  Xinger's blushingly red face was a bit stiff, this was the first time she bought something for a man, of course, her old dad didn't count, and she wasn't sure if it would fit.

  A woman's aesthetics is unique, although she had only been in contact with Shen Qingyang for less than half a day, his physical characteristics were already deeply etched in Xinger's heart. The black suit paired with a pure white shirt, and a pair of black leather shoes with cowhide soles made the man shine instantly!

  Shen Qingyang smiled slightly, carrying a pile of clothes into the inner room. She quickly changed out of her chef's uniform, revealing a worn-out undergarment. A floral shirt was tossed aside, exposing her bronze-colored back. Layer upon layer of scars on her upper back stood out in a striking purple-black color. Upon closer inspection, there was also a tattoo of a "beautiful snake" monster, which made one's eyes widen in shock!

  These scars were left in Africa, where the ruthless mercenaries were wounded countless times, and few survived, while their opponents had long since perished. Shen Qingyang quickly put on a white shirt, and suddenly felt a strange sensation on his back!

  Shen Qingyang's left leg slipped outward, his body twisted at a strange angle, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at him. It was a perfect yet shocked face!

  Xinger stood still in front of the door, staring at Shen Qingyang in shock, forgetting her shyness and evasion.

  "Xin'er, you... weren't scared, were you?" Shen Qingyang's gaze was soft as he looked at the beauty in front of him, his heart somewhat uneasy.

  "Brother!" Xiner trembled with a cry, her plump body involuntarily leaning against the door frame: "How did you get so many injuries? And... it seems like there's something on your back!"

  Shen Qingyang quickly put on the Chinese collar and buttoned it up, his expression becoming calm: "Thank you, Xiang'er!" Shen Qingyang had never been so polite before, but now he suddenly became a gentleman.

  Men always show a different side in front of the woman they secretly admire! Shen Qingyang did not intentionally conceal this difference, but instead showed it more strongly, probably because he had seen too few women in the African jungle, or perhaps it was an instinct from the bottom of his heart.

  "My guardian angel!" Shen Qingyang thought for a moment, his collar was a bit tight, still because of this fat face's too much flesh!

  As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. After Xiaoyu's repair, the fat chef actually became radiant! Xiaoyu blushed as she tidied up Shen Qingyang's somewhat disheveled clothes and pants, while sneaking a peek at the man in front of her, her heart fluttering with excitement!

  A young girl's heart beats fast, it's only natural. Xiang Er, a traditional and conservative girl, is no exception, especially when she meets Shen Qing Yang, who has a handsome face and an impressive aura. She can barely hold herself together! Under her swallow-tailed jacket, her plump body involuntarily heats up, her face turns bright red, her small breasts tremble slightly, and her mouth becomes dry...

  Shen Qingyang's eyes were sharp enough to be poisonous, and every tiny change in Xiang'er was seen by him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: the little girl is done for! If they were in an African camp, this situation would almost be a signal to go to bed, but Shen Qingyang just didn't have any interest in that sort of thing. His hobbies were two things: one was killing people, and the other was cooking Sichuan dishes!

  Shen Qingyang hastily patted his cheeks a few times to sober himself up. The key was to interrupt Xiang'er's infatuation, otherwise, with just the two of them alone together, it would be strange if nothing happened!

  Xinger has already found herself somewhat discomposed, her delicate face flushing with countless clouds of redness, panting hastily, and quickly hiding her gaze: "Brother! Father will like you!"

  Grass! What's going on? Shen Qingyang was taken aback, why would your dad like me? I've only been to "Yi Shui Zhai" for half a day and haven't even seen your dad - how could he... Heh heh, Shen Qingyang's thinking immediately flipped over, Xiang'er's meaning was simple: she likes me!

  "This... " Shen Qingyang restrained his smile: "A cook suddenly dressing up like this is really a bit uncomfortable!"

  Xinger's eyes didn't leave Shen Qingyang's figure, he is a cook? Is he really a cook? Which cook has that many scars on his back?! Was he using his back as a chopping board?!

  Xiang'er smiled and nodded, then involuntarily shook her head, swaying into the inner room: "Brother! I'll change my clothes, be right back!"

  Whoa! Shen Qingyang's nosebleed almost came out, a lone man and woman, alone in a room, I just changed my clothes and she wants to...

  "Xin'er, I still have something to take care of, and I'm afraid I won't be back before dawn!" Shen Qingyang said with a pause. That old guy asked him to go to the same place where they drank yesterday, and there was still an hour left, before Xin'er took off her clothes, he'd better make his escape, otherwise who knows what might happen!

  Xinger suddenly ran out with her clothes disheveled: "Brother, where are you going? I... am scared!"

  Come on, hurry up and change! Shen Qingyang barely held back his almost exploding body, damn it!

  "Xīn'ér hurry back to the house, be careful not to catch a cold! Yǎo bó wants me to go with him to fetch something, he's gone ahead first, if everything goes smoothly, he'll be back soon!" What a liar, that old scoundrel is still the same, treating himself like a three-year-old child!

  "Oh..." Xīn'ér's face turned red as she slipped back into her room.

  Shen Qingyang picked up his own black tactical jacket, grabbed the collar, and a white light flashed by, directly immersing into the sleeve! Hehe, it's been several days since I used this thing, my hand is a bit itchy.

  This is Shen Qingyang's most proud weapon, a soft sword more than half an inch wide and one and a half feet long, which can be placed in any narrow space, such as wrapped around the wrist, commonly known as "wrapped finger soft"!

  "Coiling Finger Softness" has killed countless people, Shen Qingyang has used it countless times, and an uncountable number of masters have died under this sword. Moreover, every person sees a mysterious white light flash before death, then sees a blood arrow spurt out - their own blood! Shen Qingyang disappears like a ghostly shadow.

  The name "Blood Shadow" originated from this!

  Xinger was still changing, Shen Qingyang's imagination ran wild, including Xinger's chest, every inch of skin was in his mind! Oh my! Hurry up and leave, otherwise something really will happen...

  The door creaked open, revealing a slit. A gust of cold wind swept through the hall. Shen Qingyang's sharp eyes darted towards the entrance, and a black shadow flashed by the window. Shen Qingyang's nerves had already entered combat mode, and a long-forgotten power burst forth instantly. With a swift movement, he slid to the door!

  "Xin'er, wait for me!"

  Before the words had fallen, Shen Qingyang was already on the main street. The streets were sparse with pedestrians, and the cold wind swirled ceaselessly. Turning his head to look back at the gate of "Yishui Zhai", a girl was waving at him!

  Shen Qingyang no longer hesitated, the special forces' sense of smell was always extremely keen, although the old man said his judgment was somewhat lacking, but this environment couldn't deceive Shen Qingyang's eyes, and he quickly moved his feet, dashing towards Xiao Si Street.

  As soon as he turned into the alley, a faint smell of blood rushed to his nostrils! Shen Qingyang was extremely sensitive to the taste of blood, due to having killed countless people. Although human blood all smells bloody, in Shen Qingyang's view it can also be divided into many kinds: A faint smell of blood indicates that the opponent has suffered minor injuries, or just skin trauma!

  The alley was very deep, and the pedestrians coming and going were like ghosts. In fact, Shen Qingyang's footsteps and figure were like a real ghost: fleeting and unpredictable, with a shocking speed, catching up to that unexpected guest in less than a minute.

  Shen Qingyang stared at his opponent in front of him, but was shocked in his heart: the guy's left arm was dangling, and his right hand was bleeding, with a faint smell of blood dripping onto the ground. However, what made Shen Qingyang even more surprised was that he recognized the person - Banji!

  Bangji's footsteps were disordered, the blood on his left arm had soaked through his shirt, and his right arm was dripping with blood. Just as Shen Qingyang was about to catch up, he suddenly turned a corner into a dilapidated courtyard, silent and stealthy, leaving behind only a faint scent of blood.

  Shen Qingyang didn't hesitate and followed him in. This was a typical slum, the courtyard was dilapidated, and the houses were also on the verge of collapse. Shen Qingyang quickly hid himself in the darkness.

  The courtyard is quiet and still, with no noise within a hundred meters.

  "Brother, you don't have to come in!"

  Just as Shen Qingyang found the breakthrough in the rotten house and was about to take action, a low voice suddenly came from inside the house. Shen Qingyang was stunned, this guy actually called himself "brother"?!

  Inside is Banji, no doubt, just the voice sounds a bit strange! Xinger calls Shen Qingyang "brother", Banji is her sworn brother, of course also called "brother"!

  "Everything is ready, under sister's bed!"

  Shen Qingyang was really getting a headache from these little rascals in the Mediterranean! After turning his brain upside down, he finally figured it out: Banji was the mole that Dumbel had arranged to be stationed at "Yishuizhai" three days ago, and his purpose was to wait for him!

  "Are you sure I need those things?" Shen Qingyang didn't know what Banji had prepared for him, still under Xiang'er's bed...

  "I'm just following orders!"

  The gasping in the house grew heavier, and the sound of breathing was hard to distinguish, but for a cold-blooded mercenary fighting in the jungle, this was a basic skill to find the enemy, Shen Qingyang was naturally a mid-to-high-end player.

  "Your left arm is dislocated, your right forearm has a knife wound, and the ligament of your right knee is torn! You should go back to Yishuizhai to treat your injuries!" Shen Qingyang's gaze shot towards the inside of the house, he saw a short figure, who was lifting his left arm up, suddenly heard a "click" sound, the dislocated part returned to its original position, and immediately heard a painful groan!

  My god! A teenager actually... has such skills? No one would believe it, but Shen Qingyang does! Banji is not just a kid, but a deeply hidden master.

  "Xin'er is safe, you can go and complete your task with peace of mind!" The voice was somewhat tired: "But be careful of one person, he's very formidable, I couldn't withstand him!"

  "Who is it?"

  "The Emperor Hotel's, is a mercenary, called Tu!"

  Butcher?! Shen Qingyang had never heard of this name. With 15 minutes left until the time that Ou Ba said, Shen Qingyang thought seriously for a moment, this Banji Guo was really not simple, but some details also revealed some clues.

  "No matter who you are, I want to get to the bottom of this, so please tell me the truth!"

  "I can only say yes or no, and won't answer more detailed questions!"

  "Alright!" Shen Qingyang felt that this Banji was more difficult to deal with than Dumbel!

  "Are you from the Heaven Stealing Alliance?"

  "No!"

  Oh! Shen Qingyang shook his head: "Are you Miss Bai's person?"

  "Yes!"

  Shen Qingyang now recalls the cold and elegant yet gentle Bai Xue, only remembering those two pairs of enchanting eyes, pure and innocent with a hint of infinite charm! However, there is no longer any heart-pounding fear, as they are in cahoots, which is why Miss Bai said that Xiang'er was very safe, and no one dared to touch her hair.

  "Is it old master who arranged for you to send this thing?"

  "Yes!"

  "Is Lao Ye Zi the head of the Bai family?"

  "No!"

  Shen Qingyang let out a mouthful of stale air and said, "This question-and-answer session is basically a waste of time. Since he won't say anything, let's just get down to business!"

  "One last question, I hope you can answer it: what kind of power is the Bai family?"

  The room fell silent for a moment, and then a sigh was heard: "Heaven beyond heaven!"

  Shen Qingyang's facial skin suddenly twitched a few times, and the excess flesh on his face miraculously flattened out. Following several itchy "heh heh" sounds, the excess flesh disappeared, revealing a handsome and murderous face! Shen Qingyang rubbed his sore cheeks, gritting his teeth: "Tian Wai Tian..."

  The cold wind was howling, the house was quiet and soundless, as if no one had ever been there before. Shen Qingyang turned around and smiled coldly: "Take good care of Xin'er, otherwise I'll kill you!"

  The house was still quiet, Shen Qingyang walked out of the dilapidated courtyard with a steady pace, his footsteps light and agile, but his body moved steadily forward. Now Shen Qingyang's mind was in chaos, all the questions were intertwined, pointing to himself - he had become the target of the mysterious organization's pursuit, not only that, but also the "Three Days and Four Lands" of Zhonghai seemed to have taken action, and now another "Tianwai Tian" appeared! What kind of opening was waiting for him?

  Everything is unknown, what Shen Qingyang wants to see most now is not Xinger, nor Yaobo, nor Miss Bai, but the cripple who drank with himself last night and stole his treasured item!

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