My lover is this organization

Leon also realized that he was too excited, so he paused after picking up the phone and adjusting his mood slightly before speaking calmly.

"How's the task I gave you going?"

“…Asshole!”

A low curse came from the other end of the phone, full of resentment and hatred, and it seemed to be very painful, which made Leon stunned.

"How dare you lie to me? I'm telling you, this matter between us is not over yet... not over yet! Just wait! You're dead!"

After a string of threats and curses, the call was hung up, and Leon only had time to say the first sentence he had started with.

In fact, when Lyon heard the other party's intense reaction, he roughly understood it.

There is no doubt that the group of people he hired to try to send Qin Wuque to the hospital failed, and their failure was very complete, probably to the extent of capsizing in a ditch.

He put down the phone, his expression twisted for a while, he gritted his teeth and smacked his lips, then dialed another number.

"It's me. I need you to come to the dock tonight. Things have changed."

……

When the sunset completely sank below the sea level and the world's four major international financial centers, which had been illuminated by the sun all day, completely entered night mode, in the waters near Singapore where few tourists visited, a weathered speedboat cut through the sea like a sharp arrow, stirring up black waves.

At a nearly abandoned coastal pier surrounded by rugged reefs, Leon was waiting here early with a heavy safe in his hand, followed by Jamaldin, who was temporarily working part-time as his personal bodyguard.

He stood on the dock, watching the speedboat heading straight for the coastal dock, gradually becoming more and more visible from a small black dot, and finally stopping in front of him with waves and the roar of the engine.

A man wearing a red Tang suit, with dishevelled hair, high cheekbones and a shifty look jumped off the speedboat, and several of his men, who looked like bandits and holding rifles, immediately followed him.

"Good evening, Eugene Lim." Lyon greeted in English with a smile.

He was still as elegant as ever, as if the person with a distorted expression in the study in the afternoon was not him.

"You said there's a change of plan?" Eugene Lim was totally unimpressed.

"...Yes." Leon took a deep breath.

"Some unexpected situations occurred at the karate tournament. You may need to go and get the Fist of Blue Sapphire that we agreed on before..."

"no!"

Before the safe expert could finish his words, Eugene Lim interrupted him rudely.

"This is the price we agreed on before. It should be what it is. You should know the consequences of deceiving us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five rifles were raised from behind, with the black muzzles pointing directly at Leon.

But in the next second, the guns fell into the water one by one amid screams, along with the pirates holding the guns.

On the shore, Jamaldin still maintained the posture after the kick.

Seeing this, Eugene Lim's face changed and became ugly.

“Of course I’m not a dishonest person.” Leon smiled, “But this time there really was a reason for what happened. I didn’t expect such a big accident to happen at the last minute, so I had no choice but to call you to talk about this matter.”

"So, I will make some compensation for this."

Leon continued.

"I will provide you with detailed information about the target person. Don't worry. Although the opponent is very strong, you have guns in your hands, right?"

"as well as--"

He put down the briefcase in his hand, deciphered the code and opened the box, revealing neatly stacked stacks of US dollars inside.

"This is my compensation, 500,000 US dollars, and there will be another 500,000 after the matter is completed. How about it?"

Obviously, the price offered by Lyon is quite tempting for these pirates who have been exiled on the sea for many years.

Eugene Lim glanced at the US dollars in the safe, swallowed slightly, and nodded.

"make a deal."

Leon just smiled at this.

"Then tomorrow night, the plan will continue as usual. I will wait for you on the top floor of the Sands Hotel."

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Wuhu~This is the second update from yesterday.

Okay, I just got up, had breakfast, and then I'm ready to start writing~

Chapter 387 Everyone is about the same

The next morning, the Singapore "Zhonghan Cup" Karate Championship continued.

Compared with yesterday's preliminary competition of 100 people, today's top 25 competition is undoubtedly much sparser and less crowded in terms of the number of contestants, and as the subsequent top 12 and top 6 competitions proceed until the final champion is decided, the number of contestants will decrease further.

This is a very normal phenomenon.

But the number of seats in the auditorium is even more limited than yesterday.

On the one hand, it is because martial arts competitions like this usually become more intense as the competition progresses.

Any audience member who has bought a ticket to watch the game has no reason to say that he or she felt unsatisfied after watching the preliminary round and would not watch the final or semi-final, unless there is an unexpected reason.

On the other hand, the behavior of a certain dog head in the preliminary round yesterday morning, in which he kicked his opponent twenty or thirty meters away, was so inhumane that the circle broke out immediately as soon as the news came out.

The comment sections under almost all the recorded videos were filled with messages like "You can't generalize about people's physiques." Even some people who had no interest in karate at all couldn't help but become more or less curious and wanted to go to the scene to find out for themselves.

So, when Qin Wuque and others arrived at the Singapore Indoor Stadium again, the hall of the stadium was already crowded with people.

Most of them were tourists or locals who came to watch the game. They were all going through security check obediently with their tickets and bags.

There were also a few people wearing white karate uniforms among them, and they were of course the contestants who successfully entered the top 25.

Media personnel holding cameras and microphones ran around the venue, approaching any contestant who looked easy to talk to and asking questions.

The questions asked are basically the same, and they are the ones that the audience is most concerned about.

It's nothing more than wondering how likely he is to win against Jamaldin, whether he can withstand a kick from a player named Qin... that kind of thing.

"It seems that Snowflake's stunning kick yesterday was a hot topic!" Vodka joked happily.

"Sprinkle some water~"

Qin Wuque yawned and turned a deaf ear to the lively scene around him.

He was not caught by the media for an interview. Although he was wearing a karate uniform today, he didn't know how to tie a belt, so it seemed a bit too revealing if it was open. So, Captain Qin, who couldn't bear to watch, forced him to wear a thin white sun-protective jacket on the outside.

In addition, he had rolled up the trouser legs of his karate uniform and was wearing a pair of large slippers. At first glance, he didn't look like someone who was going to participate in a karate competition. Instead, he looked like a fisherman who was about to go to the beach to catch seafood.

But it’s better this way, at least it eliminates the possibility of him appearing on TV with a sleepy face.

Although it is a low-probability event, Qin Wuque still doesn't want something like him appearing on camera with a tired look on his face, and then being seen by the two maids at home and given an excuse to criticize him, and then being scolded when he returns home.

The main reason was that he hadn't originally intended to take the competition so seriously.

After all, when it comes to competitions, the most important thing is to keep a calm mind and focus on participation.

For example, if he overslept, missed the competition time and was judged to lose due to force majeure, then he really has no way to deal with it.

But now that his wife has spoken and expressed that she wants the sapphire called the Fist of Blue Sapphire, Qin Wuque can only do his best... No, he must get it!

"What a fuss! That's our normal operation, right?"

Chianti reached out from behind and slapped Qin Wuque's shoulder. She turned her head and made a face at Vodka, singing in a standard tune but with a strange accent.

"Hey, I take a horse stance forward~ I throw a left hook and a right hook~ Anyone who pisses me off is in danger~"

"No, no, no, I just stretched out my fists and feet a little, and they rolled to the border." Qin Wuque was also happy.

The song "Nunchucks" was the one he often hummed when he first joined the organization. Chianti happened to hear it at that time and thought the tune was very nice so she followed him to learn it. Especially after she understood the general meaning of the lyrics, she was even more astounded and thought it was so cool. From then on, she made up her mind to learn this only Chinese song she could sing in her life.

Of course, the learning process is basically equivalent to those self-created construction site phonetic symbols that some people wrote in their English books when they were young, which could make English teachers' blood pressure rise.

Everyone in the winery was walking happily along the way, just like yesterday. Qin Wuque went to the locker room to wait to enter the competition, while the others went to the audience seats.

However, just as they walked through the security gate and took two steps, a tall figure blocked the way of everyone in the winery.

Qin Wuque was the first one walking in the middle. All of a sudden he felt that the light above his head was blocked for a moment, and a shadow fell.

I looked up and saw that it was indeed Jamaldin.

The silver-haired beauty walking on his right also raised her eyes and glanced, then her slender eyebrows raised silently.

This man is very strong...

But Qin Wuque was unmoved and just scratched his face.

"Whatever you want to do, do it in the ring later. I'm afraid I'll send you to the hospital here, or the Singapore police will come and get me in trouble."

"You misunderstood..."

There was not much expression on Jamaldin's angular and serious face. He bowed slightly and spoke in a deep voice.

"I just happened to see it, so I came over to say hello."

"Now that we've said hello, you can go." Qin Wuque waved his hand perfunctorily.

"Yeah." Jamaldin nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly turned back and said, "I hope we will have a wonderful fight."

"I just hope that after I send you to the hospital, you won't come to me for compensation..." Qin Wuque complained.

But this time Jamaldin didn't reply, but turned around and left, walking straight towards the locker room.

"This guy...seems to be very powerful."

After Jamaldin walked away, Vodka stroked his overbite chin and muttered.

"know?"

"Just barely." Qin Wuque nodded. "We chatted a little in the locker room yesterday. He is said to be a very famous karate fighter. According to other people, he is recognized by the media as the most likely to win the championship of this karate championship... Shit!"

The curse came so suddenly that Vodka was stunned.

"what happened?"

"Have you placed any bets on me?" Qin Wuque turned his head suddenly, his eyes scanning like a searchlight.

"No."

"without……"

Everyone in the winery shook their heads.

"...bloody loss." Qin Wuque held his forehead slightly, "I originally wanted to say that if they all bet on Jamaldin, and you all bet on me, this wave will definitely make a lot of money."

“Are you so sure? The opponent is recognized as the contestant with the greatest chance of winning the championship?” Vermouth’s beautiful eyes moved as she deliberately teased.

"That's what they think. I don't want to know what they think. I want to know what I think."

Qin Wuque shrugged meaninglessly.

"At least from my point of view, everyone is about the same."

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Ah~ First update of the day, intermittent posts and scheduled releases are back, no need to review before posting, happy.

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Chapter 388: Li Wei, is there anything else to eat?

Qin Wuque didn't realize until he arrived that today's competition venue was different from the spacious venue for yesterday's preliminary round.

If we say that yesterday's competition venue focused on "quantity", it was to divide a large football field into dozens of areas of the same size for the players to compete.

Today's competition venue focuses on "quality".

Arena officials made a number of adjustments to the overall playing surface over the past night.

Not only did they reduce the huge football field to less than half its size, they also placed more spectator seats in the vacated area to allow for close observation of the game from eight directions. They surrounded the playing field in a Bagua shape, reducing the number of separated competition areas to six.

In addition, a fighting arena as tall as a person was set up in the center of the venue.