Chapter 142

142. Old Hound

Before them lay an empty street, shrouded in darkness.

“Damn it!” An Lisen let out a long howl and was about to chase after something blindly.

But the next moment, he sensed something and suddenly furrowed his brows, turning to merge into the wall beside him.

“The fight has stopped!”

Just as An Lisen disappeared, several figures quickly rushed out from a nearby alley.

“Look!” Fat Brother squatted down, “This is the mark of ice magic.”

Su Zeheng looked around, narrowing his eyes: “…Wen Han didn’t lie to me?”

“Old Su, what are you saying?” Old Chen stepped forward.

Su Zeheng shook his head: “They shouldn’t have gone far. Fat Brother, Old Chen, you two check that room. Old Bai, let’s search the vicinity.”

“Okay!”

The four exchanged glances and immediately split up to take action.

……

Half an hour later.

“There are signs of a fight in the house; based on the state of the walls, it seems to have been destroyed by offensive magic.”

“I asked the nearby residents, and they said the house was occupied by a couple from out of town; there was nothing unusual about them.”

“By the way, Old Su, how did you know a fight would happen here?!”

As the words fell, Old Chen and the others all turned to Su Zeheng.

He blinked silently.

Under the watchful gaze of the three, Su Zeheng suddenly turned around, stepping forward while dialing his phone.

“…Hello? Wen Han? …I’d like to meet with you.”

……

“What’s up?” Glancing at the name Su Zeheng on her phone, Lin Wu Ju stared at Wen Han.

“Ouxi Wei’s life has been temporarily saved.”

Wen Han rolled her eyes and suddenly walked toward the rift in chaos.

“Little Lin, go search for clues about Ouxi Wei and An Lisen.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared, leaving a stunned Lin Wu Ju.

She… seems to be resembling a Station Master more and more?

He grinned, not competing, and vanished into another chaos.

……

Night.

The sounds of cooking filled the restaurant.

Outside a night market stall, Wen Han had just sat down when she heard Su Zeheng’s inquiry.

“What’s going on?” He looked up, “Why would you tell me about this? Why does An Lisen want to kill that woman?”

Wen Han quietly set her handbag down, smiling without speaking as she looked at him.

Su Zeheng was confused.

He hesitated for a moment: “…What’s wrong?”

“Uncle, you look great when you’re working seriously~”

“I… this isn’t the time for that!” Su Zeheng’s face turned red, “What’s really happening? Since you told me, you should explain, right?”

“Looks like you know me well.” Wen Han nodded, “The Recycling Station and the Monster Alliance are after the same target, that woman named Ouxi Wei.”

“…?!” Su Zeheng was stunned, “What? The same target?”

“You should know the methods of the Monster Alliance.” Wen Han continued, “An Lisen will stop at nothing; he won’t act like a good citizen, he’ll kill Ouxi Wei like a madman!”

Compared to the Recycling Station, the Monster Alliance is a real, immense, urgent threat!

That’s why Wen Han dared to expose it directly.

The Recycling Station is an open conspiracy; you know it but feel helpless.

The Monster Alliance is a terrorist attack, an absolute “bomb.”

“Oh no…” After a moment of silence, Su Zeheng’s expression finally changed.

He quickly picked up his phone: “…Old Bai, hurry and find Ouxi Wei’s whereabouts… the woman from just now! She is the target of the Monster Alliance; she absolutely cannot be killed! …Right!”

Surrounded by noisy voices, Wen Han remained impassive, still watching Su Zeheng.

Once he hung up the phone, he came to his senses: “You… what are you looking at?”

“Uncle.” Wen Han extended her hand, “Shall we cooperate happily?”

“Cooperate?”

“Yes, let’s share information and take down An Lisen first.”

An Lisen is one of the top ten most wanted criminals globally.

Killing this person is far more important than the Recycling Station, especially since the Recycling Station has no reason to make a move.

Su Zeheng immediately nodded, extending his hand: “Alright, let’s cooperate happily.”

After saying that, he tried to retract his hand but suddenly found himself grabbed by Wen Han.

“Hmm?”

He looked at her with confusion and suddenly felt her slender nails gently hook into his palm.

“Ah…” He shrank his neck, his body uncontrollably trembling.

Su Zeheng shivered, causing Wen Han to giggle.

“Uncle, you’re really cute!”

“Let go!” Su Zeheng widened his eyes, “Hurry and let go! There are so many people here!”

“What if I don’t let go?”

Wen Han threw a flirtatious glance at him, and suddenly, her shoes were gone; her toes in black stockings crawled up from Su Zeheng’s foot to the root of his thigh like a “little person.”

Su Zeheng’s face changed, and he abruptly stood up.

“Ah!” Wen Han let out a cry of pain, “Uncle, it hurts so much!”

Passersby around them turned their heads, seeing Su Zeheng pulling Wen Han’s hand, with her looking pained as she stood up reluctantly.

“You… I’m sorry, it’s a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!”

With an awkward smile on his face, Su Zeheng had no choice but to sit back down.

“Are you done causing trouble?!”

“So fierce!” Wen Han finally let go, pouting angrily, “Uncle, are you tense?”

“Wha—what do you mean tense?!”

“I mean your hand!” Wen Han rolled her eyes, “How dirty are you to think like that?”

“I…”

“But that part is tense too.” Wen Han leaned closer, “Want to try?”

“Gulp…”

The sound of swallowing echoed clearly within him, and Su Zeheng turned his head away.

“Stop playing around; An Lisen and Ouxi Wei are missing, we need to find them quickly.”

Wen Han instantly turned cold: “You said Ouxi Wei ran away, right? They were in a hurry and left all their things at home, so I think… they might go back home!”

“You mean…” Su Zeheng’s eyes widened.

This time, he actively grabbed Wen Han’s hand, suddenly standing up, “Let’s go, we need to…”

Feeling the halt behind him, he paused mid-step, suddenly going stiff.

“Uncle?” A voice behind him floated, “My hand is very soft, right?”

Swish!

Su Zeheng quickly let go, raising both hands above his head.

“No need for a salute.” Wen Han laughed, “Your true colors are finally showing.”

“I was too hasty just now, it was an accident…”

“Alright~ no need to explain!” Wen Han chuckled, “Next time, I’ll get a mold made for you.”

“I…”

“Let’s go.” Wen Han suddenly changed her expression, “Do you really want my mold?”

“I don’t want it!”

“Then why aren’t you leaving?”

Wen Han struck a queenly pose, flipping her hair; her cold gaze fell on him.

“Just obediently follow along, Old Hound.”

A smile curved on her lips as she turned on her high heels and walked away.

“Dog?” Su Zeheng pointed at himself, gritting his teeth, “Hey! I’m not a dog!”

He obediently followed her.