You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 199: Executioner Hoba

At night, Wenxin and his sister stayed at Chi Ping's house.

Yuanyuan was wearing the pajamas that Chi Ping bought from takeout, but the pajamas were too big, and the top was so long that it reached the girl's knees.

"Brother, this dress is too long. I want to grow up a little bit."

Yuanyuan told Wenxin that she had originally planned to sleep in a separate room. However, since it was an unfamiliar environment, she had just laid down for a while before coming over to Wenxin, holding her pillow.

So Wenxin made a small bed on the floor for himself to sleep on, and let his sister sleep on the big bed.

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"Are we moving this time?" Yuanyuan asked. They always stayed in strangers' homes and were often afraid that the landlord would come back early.

"I don't know." Wen Xin's face was solemn: "Maybe we should move, maybe we shouldn't move."

In the darkness, her big round eyes reflected the moonlight from the window: "We are so pitiful."

Wen Xin didn't say anything, he just stared at the darkness in a daze.

Yuanyuan kept nagging: "Will we always be like this? Or was it only when I was a kid?"

A soft sigh came from the darkness.

"Sleep your sleep, only when you sleep can you grow up."

----

At this time, Chi Ping in the master bedroom also received the message from Hoba.

"Ikehira, I went to the Iron Fist Club today."

"I saw the news." Chi Ping said, "No one was hurt, right?"

"No, but I want to talk to you. I think Iron Fist might not be a bad guy."

Chi Ping checked the time and it was already 11:30 pm.

"Then come here, I'll wait for you."

Chi Ping got up from the bed and sat on the sofa in the living room. He took two bottles of beer from the refrigerator and waited for Huo Ba to come over.

Hoba is a man of strong will, and it seems that the iron fist gave him a little shock.

Then he saw Wenxin in the second bedroom, peeking around.

"Is something wrong?"

Wenxin nodded.

"Come and sit."

Chi Ping handed Wen Xin a bottle of opened wine, and Wen Xin took out two cigarettes and wanted to give them to Chi Ping, but Chi Ping refused.

"I don't smoke."

Wen Xin put the cigarette away awkwardly.

"Can't sleep?" Chi Ping asked him.

Wen Xin nodded, then he named a place.

"I hid all the things I stole here." Wen Xin said, "If anything happens to me, please take care of my sister.

"If you find it troublesome, you can find a family to adopt her, preferably one without children, even if they're poor.

"I haven't touched much of the money I stole. You keep half, and give the other half to the family who adopted my sister.

"Don't give the adoptive family the entire amount at once; give it in installments. It's also best not to transfer the money directly. Visit her on your way to see if she's feeling any wronged."

After he finished speaking, he took another sip of his wine and waited for Chi Ping's answer.

In fact, he didn't trust Ikehira 100%, but there was no time.

He has no channels to meet other people.

"First of all..." Ikehira spoke.

“It is best to return the money you stole to the person from whom it was stolen.

"Secondly, I don't mind the little money you stole; nor am I afraid of those who are causing trouble for you.

“So, you should raise your own sister yourself.

“At eight or nine years old, even dogs would hate you, and you still want to throw it to me?

"I took care of her for half a day today, and she cried seven or eight times. She pouts whenever she's unhappy. She's even more difficult to deal with than the prisoners in my prison."

Wen Xin nodded awkwardly, thinking back to when his father and Yuanyuan's mother were still together, before they divorced. Yuanyuan was just over three years old then, and their relationship was still good. They rented a fifth-floor apartment with no elevator.

Once I caught a cold and my family didn’t allow me to eat popsicles, so I secretly ate them when my father and stepmother were not at home.

When waiting for her father to come back in the evening, Yuanyuan ran from the fifth floor to the third floor to complain with her short legs, making such a loud noise that he could hear it even from the fifth floor.

It's so disgusting.

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Chi Ping was still comforting him.

"You think too pessimistically because you don't understand me yet."

Chi Ping took a sip of beer and said, "Actually, I do have some strength."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The one who came in was Hoba. His face was not looking good, but rather confused.

Chi Ping used several bottles of beer to make him a large glass. The 1,200ml glass, he drank it in one gulp.

This posture scared Wen Xin who was standing by.

"I went to Iron Fist today."

After a short pause, Hoba went straight to the point.

----

Before seven o'clock this afternoon, Hoba put on the executioner's outfit and appeared outside the Iron Fist Club.

The club was a stand-alone building, about twenty stories high. Atop the building, a giant silver fist logo reflected the setting sun.

There is a circular fountain at the entrance of the building. In the middle of the fountain is a mechanical fist waving towards the sky.

The water gushed out high and fell on the fist, and the splashing water reflected the light of the sky.

Just a flash of black shadow, and the pedestrians around felt a breeze blowing on their faces.

"What a strange wind."

The building's security guard complained, but the next second, he froze in place.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

The huge metal fist, three or four meters high, in the middle of the fountain, is gone!
Only a few streams of water remained, flying continuously into the sky.

How about a fist that big?!
Gone in the blink of an eye?

The security guard approached and touched the water in the fountain. The cool touch told him that he was not a dream.

More and more people noticed the fist was missing, and they looked at the empty fountain center in horror. Then, the open space in front of the building began to discuss, until -

There was a loud noise from the building, and then countless pieces of glass fell to the ground.

You can even feel the ground beneath your feet vibrating slightly.

Everyone looked up at the building.

A huge metal fist slammed into the building.

A huge gap appeared in the middle part of the building, and a figure jumped in.

At this time, people realized a problem:
Someone is here to mess things up!
The moment the fist hit the building, building debris flew everywhere and the interior of the building trembled slightly.

Everyone subconsciously dodged the flying glass shards. When the people in the room looked up again, they could only see a tall figure in the gap, with his windbreaker swaying gently.

The light from behind outlines the figure but dims his face.

"Who the hell is this?"

A young man with powered robotic arms in both hands asked.

Obviously, they were unhappy about the sudden interruption.

A group of young men equipped with robotic arms slowly surrounded them in an arc. They were getting closer and closer to Hoba, and their view became clearer and clearer.

But Hoba remained motionless.

Gradually, the people who had gathered around stopped one after another. They could no longer move, but looked at the person in front of them wearing a black alloy mask in shock.

People in the distance didn't know what was going on and started urging, shouting and asking questions.

Until the person closest to Hoba shouted:
"Executioner!"

The scene suddenly became silent!

(End of this chapter)