Electronic Nezha

Chapter 202 Legendary Agent
Ma Chaoran had never mentioned her family. I casually asked her about it once or twice, but she always dodged the question. From then on, I felt that her parents must be extraordinary. Today, I finally met him. This old man in front of me had arrested me and protected me. In the darkness, I could only see his white beard. Combining his skills and familiarity with firearms, I naturally imagined him as one of those suave old secret agents played by Sean Connery.

Under the light, I could finally see the old man's face clearly.

I bet you've never seen such an ordinary old man.

Sparse hair, messy white stubble, average height and build, wrinkles piled up on his face, as if he had suffered in his youth and was now enjoying a better but limited later life. He was probably a retired employee from a government agency, or perhaps still working as a doorman at some company. Let's just say, if you stared at his face for half an hour, you might forget what he looked like in the time it took to turn your head and chat with someone else.

Ordinary! Extremely ordinary!
I just called this ordinary old man "Dad" by accident, and he wasn't happy about it...

Ma Chaoran, still furious but helpless, asked the old man, "Where is my mother?"

The old man said, "How could she possibly come?"

Koi belatedly asked, "Dad?"

The old man said, "What's wrong with you guys? Are you all so desperate for a father?" He then glared at me again.

Jinli felt no offense at all. He excitedly clasped his hands to his chest and exclaimed, "Are you the legendary agent of our country, Canglang?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "So you're in this line of work too. No wonder you woke up so quickly after taking a hit from me. You're a good shot."

Jinli became even more excited and said, "Being praised by Canglang twice makes my life worthwhile!" This kid thinks he has exceptional marksmanship and is usually arrogant. I have never seen him act so servile.

I quietly asked Ma Chaoran, "Is your dad a celebrity in the industry?"

The old man said modestly, "You can just call me Canglang from now on."

I've decided that from now on I'll call him Old Ma behind his back. The extra "head" is to distinguish him from Old Ma.

Ma Chaoran huffed, "What kind of person are you? You're so old, don't you know your place? Are you getting senile?"

Like many elderly people his age who have been talked back to by their children, Old Ma wanted to glare, but knowing he was in the wrong, he swallowed his anger and pretended not to hear...

Ma Chaoran said, "Speak up, what brings you here?"

Old Ma couldn't avoid it any longer, and stammered, "Can't even a father come to see his daughter?"

Ma Chaoran pulled me to her side and said, "Is she your daughter? Don't you know I'm often on missions?"

This time, Old Ma simply kept quiet.

Then the shark brought Liu Zhenhua down with the dolphins.

Jinli, eager to claim credit, said to his two companions, "This is Old Ma's father, Senior Canglang!"

The shark and dolphin's eyes lit up instantly. It seems that Ma Chaoran's father is a big shot in this industry, and she is a second-generation special agent.

After expressing her admiration for her idol, the koi fish asked, "Senior, can I ask you something? Why did you attack me?"

The dolphin and shark exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't Senior Gray Wolf come here to help?"

Ma Chaoran said, "He's here to cause trouble."

Old Ma said, "I know the rules. I'll go back with you tomorrow and give Liu Laoliu an explanation."

The dolphin said, "No wonder it's so amazing; I didn't even notice the communication was cut off immediately."

Old Ma asked, "Should we handcuff me?" Shark replied, "You're joking. If you want to leave, who can stop you?"

While they were talking, Liu Zhenhua glanced down at the grayish-white liquid left by the fishman. He picked up a towel from a chair by the hot spring, carefully rolled up the liquid, and handed it to Shark, saying, "Shark, take this back and let the hacker study it."

When Old Ma heard Liu Zhenhua using code names for these people, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's the situation with this kid? Does your Sixth Division still recruit child laborers?"

Ma Chaoran said, "Pay attention to discipline, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Old Ma said, "Alright, I'll go ask Liu Laoliu directly what you Sixth Division are so busy with every day, acting all mysterious."

I showed Liu Zhenhua the paper airplane in my hand, and Liu Zhenhua said, "It's useless, throw it away."

I still put it in my pocket and asked him, "Where's Zhao Hanyu?"

Liu Zhenhua said, "I guess he went to complain to his dad. He just watched the shark smash his dad's computer, and I need the chip inside."

As if on cue, Zhao Jun staggered out of the hotel. He had drunk the most that day and was the owner of the place. He was singing with a princess in his arms when he suddenly witnessed a thrilling gunfight. There was a kind of beauty in his eyes that were both unfocused and forced to focus.

"None of you should leave—I've already called the police. Whether it's a gangland feud or business competition, I can't explain myself after something this big."

The dolphin asked, "Did you call the police?"

Zhao Jun, reeking of alcohol, said, "Otherwise what? You guys practically turned my fourth floor into a honeycomb. If I let you go, and the police come to question me, am I supposed to tell them someone was playing with water guns here?" He suddenly grabbed me and said, "Fengzi, what's wrong with you? Did someone really hire a hitman to kill you for a few boxes of fruit?" His eyes swept over Ma Chaoran, then Jinli, and finally Old Ma, rubbing his head in distress. "Can any of you tell me if I'm dreaming?"

While we were talking, several police cars drove up the mountain road, sirens blaring and lights flashing.

The koi fish said to the dolphin, "Shouldn't we keep the police out of it?"

Dolphin nodded and said, "I'll handle it." He took out his phone and slowly explained the situation on the ground, without even knowing who he was calling.

The row of police cars had clearly arrived in front of the hotel, stood there for a while, but no one got out, and then quietly drove away.

Those who deal with the Sixth Division are usually from the Seventh or Eighth Division; in short, they're the kind of people who make the police arrive with a sense of impending doom and leave with a feeling of relief. In modern China, if a submachine gun fired all night in a hotel, the local police chief probably wrote his resignation letter before jumping into a police car to put out the fire. Now, someone tells him he doesn't need to worry about it anymore, and he's the happiest person tonight.

The dolphin patted Zhao Jun and said, "Go get some sleep. You'll be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

Not long after Zhao Jun went in, a group of brightly dressed girls came out of the hotel lobby. It was because Zhao Jun saw that nothing was wrong that he had sent the girls away.

The two girls in front of me were Wenwen and Momo. As they passed me, they greeted me with giggles, "Brother Feng, come visit us sometime!" They were true to their江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) spirit, and recovered quickly after such a big incident.

Koi and the others looked at me, suppressing their laughter, while Shark put his arm around Liu Zhenhua and walked quickly forward.

Ma Chaoran stepped forward and took my arm, saying, "You guys play by yourselves, his leg is broken, he can't go."

One of the two girls had already realized what was happening, while the other, who was either Wenwen or Momo, looked bewildered and said, "Wasn't everything fine?"

Ma Chaoran said, "I'll fight as soon as I get back."

The girls were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Ma Chaoran laughed along with her, and although I felt awkward, I could only smile back.

Only Old Ma didn't laugh.

(End of this chapter)