“Not found yet?! You useless wastes!”
Inside the office, Daoba slammed his phone onto the ground, veins bulging on his forehead.
The time left for him to complete his task was running shorter and shorter.
Impatience, anxiety, anger—it was only natural.
But it was useless.
Thump thump thump!
Just then, a knock came from outside.
Daoba immediately frowned.
Besides the two clerical staff on the first floor, who else could be in the company?
After all, the third floor had a bulletproof glass door that required a trusted subordinate to swipe a card to open.
But all his trusted subordinates had been sent out to search, and they had just called to report.
So who was knocking outside?
He couldn’t help but become alert, though the expression on his face gradually relaxed.
“The door isn’t locked. Come in.”
Click.
Almost simultaneously, the handle turned, the office door swung open, and a unfamiliar figure walked in.
“I heard you were looking for me?”
It was Yang Liuqing.
Staring at the young girl dressed in a black-and-white tracksuit and white sneakers—vibrant and youthful—Daoba was stunned for a full two seconds.
His mind went blank, unable to process the situation.
He recognized her at once—the target, the holder of the Magic Potion, Yang Liuqing.
Only, the real person didn’t match the photo… no, hell, even the gender was completely different!
The earlier photo looked very girlish, but now she was unmistakably a girl!
The cause of this change was obviously the Magic Potion.
She had drunk it!
Even though he had heard from Huang Mao and the others about Yang Liuqing’s subtle changes in the early hours, the shock of seeing it firsthand still left Daoba momentarily bewildered.
Coming back to his senses, a wave of fear washed over him.
That brief moment of stunned hesitation had exposed every opening in his guard.
Yang Liuqing didn’t have extremely sharp combat instincts, or she would have used that moment to attack.
After the fear came elation.
“I never thought you’d walk right into my trap. Truly, after searching high and low, it falls into my lap without any effort!”
Daoba slammed the table and stood up, executing a midair somersault over the desk to land in front of Yang Liuqing.
The movement was fluid and seamless.
That a burly frame like his could pull off such a clean roll left Yang Liuqing slightly stunned.
Was this what they called a flexible fat man?
No, a flexible strongman.
The contrast was especially striking.
“After searching high and low…”
The two stood facing each other, only two meters apart. Yang Liuqing appeared calm and composed, but her nerves were taut.
The moment she had opened the door and stepped in, she had already taken in the layout of the office and the placement of objects.
So spacious—good for a fight.
Based on Ke Li’s earlier investigation, Daoba’s strength was probably on par with Chise Liequan’s.
Against such an opponent, she could win.
The only unknown was Daoba’s superpower.
From his light, agile somersault just now, she could tell he had some martial arts foundation.
Combined with his superpower, his combat ability would be stronger than an average Transcendent.
There was some risk, but it was still better than wandering outside and getting caught.
Besides, the soundproofing on the third floor was excellent.
All the windows had double-layer soundproof glass.
The glass door to the second floor was not only double-laminated but also bulletproof.
It required a card swipe to enter.
That meant until Huang Mao and the other trusted subordinates returned, whatever happened inside would be hard for anyone outside to know.
Daoba gradually suppressed his excitement.
The other party had dared to break into his lair, clearly prepared.
She had probably entered through the rooftop, not from downstairs.
As expected, the defenses up there couldn’t be neglected.
That said, his daily precautions were against ordinary reckless men.
Against Transcendents, even if you armored yourself completely and welded steel plates over the entire building, they would still find a way to break in.
The difference was only how long you could hold out.
“I advise you to give up peacefully and spare yourself the pain.”
Hearing Daoba’s words, Yang Liuqing blinked.
“How about you give up peacefully and spare me the trouble of killing you?”
“Ha.”
Daoba was directly amused into a laugh.
A person who had been an ordinary citizen until last night dared to talk so big.
Was that boldness or ignorance?
In his twenty-plus years on the streets, Daoba had seen all kinds of people.
A self-righteous, overconfident youngster like Yang Liuqing—he had killed one just last night.
If her life wasn’t useful, he wouldn’t bother with so much nonsense.
“The Eighth Master in the Capital City has his eyes on your Magic Potion. Otherwise, I would have killed you the moment you opened your mouth.”
Daoba’s expression turned cold, his voice icy.
Since words wouldn’t work, he would subdue her by force.
Break her arms and legs—see if she still acts cocky.
“The Eighth Master?”
Yang Liuqing was genuinely surprised.
Before she could even probe, the other side had already revealed the mastermind.
Thinking back to the [ Quanba ] Yang Xu she had encountered last night, he also seemed to be a hunter sent from the Capital City.
“You don’t need to know that much.”
Daoba clenched his fists, raising them to about chin level, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
“Fine. When I get the chance, I’ll go to the Capital City and treat your Eighth Master to some pig large intestine sashimi.”
Yang Liuqing didn’t have a long-term plan yet, but she had to throw down the tough talk.
Her main principle: never lose the intimidation game.
Daoba had never seen someone so arrogant and ignorant.
He decided to teach her a lesson immediately.
He stepped forward with his left foot, his body shooting forward like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he was in front of Yang Liuqing, delivering a right uppercut.
This guy had solid boxing skills.
If that punch hit her chin, she would immediately lose all ability to resist.
Yang Liuqing’s eyes sharpened. She quickly retreated, narrowly dodging.
But before she could steady herself, Daoba’s iron fist was already lunging at her.
His speed and ability to adjust were terrifyingly fast.
Fortunately, Yang Liuqing had faced faster men.
She planted her foot and activated the Hound Body Movement.
Daoba’s fist struck only a residual image, and he immediately sensed trouble.
The next moment, his flank was struck by a sweeping leg.
A dull thud echoed from his burly frame.
Then the force sent him flying.
Enduring the pain, Daoba forcibly stabilized himself, landing heavily on the ground.
Now, when he looked at Yang Liuqing, his eyes held a newfound caution he hadn’t shown before.
It was hard to believe that such a powerful kick had come from that small, delicate frame.
If he kept treating her like an ordinary little girl, he would definitely end up failing.
“You’re stronger than I thought.”
Yang Liuqing withdrew her leg, an expression of surprise on her face.
If Chise Liequan had taken a kick like that from her, he would have rolled several times.
But Daoba had stabilized quickly, not even crashing into the wall.
His defense was far above Chise Liequan’s.
“Does that mean Chise Liequan is considered weak among you?”
“……”
A corner of Daoba’s mouth twitched. He was inwardly astonished.
So that damn Chise Liequan had fled in defeat and then sold information on the Dark Web.
Hateful bastard—he hadn’t revealed such important information!
In that instant, he clearly sensed Chise Liequan’s malice.
This Yang Liuqing was no ignorant little girl—she was a monster in human skin.
“I thought Chise Liequan withdrew because he was ambushed by another faction. Never expected the problem to be you. That damn bastard deliberately misled us!”
Daoba gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.