124: Chapter 121 Jianghu

"Changsheng, you've been going out every day these past few days. Are you looking for work?"

Seeing Li Changsheng leave early this morning, Grandma was a bit suspicious.

For the past two days, Li Changsheng had been leaving early every morning, saying he wouldn't be back for lunch, and returning just in time for dinner.

"Ah, right, Grandma. My leg injury has long since healed, so it's time to go out and take a look. I don't plan on going out of town anymore; I'll just look for opportunities nearby. I'll just see; if it doesn't work out, I'll just stay home and livestream."

Li Changsheng quickly explained.

"Alright, not going out of town is also fine. Actually, our area has developed quite well in recent years. My Changsheng is so capable, he will definitely be able to find a good job."

Grandma was all smiles; she was very happy that her grandson had some career prospects, and even better that it was nearby.

"Oh right, Changsheng, I've spoken with Little Yan in the village. You have to make time to meet that young lady in a few days!"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng hurriedly fled.

After leaving the house, Li Changsheng checked the time and immediately started running. At first, his speed was that of a normal person's jog, but it got faster and faster, eventually maintaining a speed of 11 seconds per 100 meters.

The scenery around him flew by, but Li Changsheng's breathing remained steady. In fifteen minutes, he arrived at the nearby Jiangkou City.

"Not bad, though still a bit slower than an electric scooter."

Li Changsheng panted slightly, a faint heat rising from his body. As there were more people, he returned to a normal walking pace.

Jiangkou City was crowded in the morning, with office workers rushing to catch buses. Li Changsheng familiarly waited for a bus and boarded it.

He transferred bus lines several times in succession. Each time, Li Changsheng didn't hesitate, nor did he look at the bus route map; clearly, this wasn't his first time doing this.

Eventually, after crossing half of Jiangkou City, he got off at a stop near a commercial district.

After walking for about ten more minutes, Li Changsheng turned into a clothing store. The sales assistant, Young Miss, rushed over to greet him.

With the holidays just over, and business having been very poor for the past few years due to the widespread outbreak of illness, any customer in the store was a happy event.

However, while the sales assistant, Young Miss, tried hard to make a sale, Li Changsheng was always distracted, his gaze seemingly focused on the opposite side.

This phenomenon surprised the sales assistant, Young Miss. After a quick thought, when she looked at Li Changsheng again, her expression became one of deep respect.

However, she still put on an act of selling hard, with exaggerated movements, but her voice was much lower.

Noticing this anomaly, Li Changsheng was stunned and looked at the sales assistant, Young Miss.

The other party immediately winked at him, as if to say, "Go about your business, I'll cover for you."

Seeing this, Li Changsheng smiled bitterly; he had been mistaken for an undercover officer.

However, he was indeed conducting surveillance. He had tracked one of the suspicious teams here yesterday. He had watched the area for a while yesterday, then left to avoid suspicion.

Regarding this matter, he had thought about calling the police and simply handing the audio materials over to them, which would settle everything.

He believed that with the capability of the Xia Kingdom police, arresting these people would certainly not be a problem.

But for some reason, he wanted to resolve this matter with his own hands.

After seeing the translated conversation the day before yesterday, the first thing that came to his mind wasn't calling the police, but a saying from Xingyi.

"Attack when they are unprepared, strike when they are off guard!"

Handing it over to the police might achieve the same result, but he was afraid—afraid that the police would make too much noise. With these cautious guys, if even one of them escaped, it would be a hidden crisis for him.

"Perhaps, unconsciously, I have also picked up quite a few traits from Jiang Wenqiang—wanting everything to be under my own control?"

Li Changsheng reflected silently.

Perhaps there were many of them, and they had guns, but Li Changsheng still came.

As the saying goes, to forge a sword, one must first forge its soul; to train soldiers, one must first train their courage.

If he became timid just because there were many of them and they had guns, then the martial arts he practiced would ultimately remain superficial—more than enough for performance, but far from enough for killing enemies.

Moreover, Li Changsheng had already killed more than once. His current requirements for the Dao of martial arts were no longer limited to performance.

Learning killing techniques was not purely for the sake of killing, but also for self-preservation.

The police would provide the public with enough peace of mind and protection, but Li Changsheng counted his recent encounters and felt he was quite unlucky.

Especially last time; the police could help him, but given the ruthlessness and decisiveness of that group, if it turned into a hostage standoff...

Li Changsheng felt that there was a high probability that Grandma would become a sacrificial victim.

"Um... you must be tired too. How about this: give me a set of this suit in my size."

Seeing the sales assistant, Young Miss, tirelessly helping him cover, Li Changsheng couldn't bear it.

Having watched some spy movies, he couldn't guarantee the situation in the hotel opposite; he couldn't rule out the possibility that eyes were watching from the gaps in the hotel curtains.

After all, they were spies, and it was inevitable for spies to be vigilant and cautious.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, it was nightfall.

The time reached ten o'clock at night. The pedestrians and vehicles on the street were visibly fewer, but the lobby of the hotel opposite remained brightly lit.

At the same time, two men dressed in security uniforms were leaning against the counter, chatting with each other, occasionally exchanging a few words with the reception Young Miss and laughing.

However, while the two were chatting with the reception Young Miss, they would use their peripheral vision to size up the occasional passerby. If looked at closely, their observation was very meticulous.

But even with such careful observation, they still maintained the expression of having a pleasant conversation.

These three were clearly disguised Japanese personnel; in fact, this hotel had already been controlled by them.

To facilitate their operation, they had spent a great deal of effort this time. Not only did they spend a lot of money to book the place, but they even replaced all important positions with their own people.

For example, these three.

Choosing this place also took into account that the location was far from the target site; if they discovered they were being followed, they could still find a way to shake them off within the city.

"Time to change shifts!"

Just then, one of the security personnel patted his companion and signaled with his eyes.

Nodding, the two greeted the reception Young Miss and walked out.

And just at this moment, a young man with a straight posture, wearing a black suit, a black hat, and carrying a black briefcase, walked in.

The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was combed meticulously, and his temperament was somewhat elegant and easygoing, but his eyes were bright and spirited. He looked just like a successful businessman checking in for a business trip.

The two security personnel saw this person head-on. Their eyes met, and they immediately sized him up without showing any emotion.

Seeing the man walk straight to the counter, they withdrew their gaze, exchanged a glance, shrugged, and prepared to continue walking out.

Bang!

Suddenly, a very subtle collision sound rang out.

The two were stunned, and for the sake of caution, they both turned their heads to look.

With just one look, their pupils suddenly contracted. They saw the reception Young Miss staring with widened eyes in disbelief, her hands covering her neck, which had already partially collapsed, as she staggered backward.

Looking at the young man in the suit again, he withdrew his palm-knife, turned his head to look at them with a smile, and pressed down on the brim of his hat as if greeting them.