When the warm water flowed down from the top of her head, Venus Mu recalled Kerry Ye’s injured
shoulders.
Don’t get caught, Kerry, stay safe and sound.
After disappearing from the room, Kerry, the guy missed by Venus, appeared by Nighthawk's side.
"Boss!" Nighthawk cried out in fright, took off his black shirt instantly and put it on for him, then
supported him by the waist to walk to a remote area together.
Soon, there was a shout from not far away. Nighthawk knew it was the others coming after them.
Ahead there was a fruit store with no one at the door, without any hesitation, he took Kerry to hide
inside.
Before they had time to take a breath, a young girl approached them, thinking they might be the
customers for fruits, and greeted them warmly in English, "What do you want to buy?"
Nighthawk took his wallet from his waistband and gave her all the cash in it, whispering, "Someone's
chasing us, can we hide out here for a while? Please."
Stared at him in amazement, the girl cast a glance at the pale face of Kerry, seeming to be impressed
by the money or by his handsome features, nodded her head quickly and said, "Follow me."
Nighthawk smiled his gratitude and followed her with Kerry.
As they were led to a room, the girl uncovered a hidden staircase by lifting a board on the floor, "This is
the warehouse where we keep our fruit."
"Thank you." Said Nighthawk in a sincere tone, carrying Kerry down the stairs.
"I'll send the medical kit down later." Said the girl, and then she covered the board and left.
The basement was very dim, and they were greeted by the pleasantly cool air as well as the aroma of
various fruits the second they reached the ground floor. Nighthawk helped Kerry sit down in a more
spacious area and was about to check on his wounds, and then the board was lifted again and the girl
came down the stairs with a medical kit.
"Here are some common medicines. Check if they are available." The girl handed him the kit, turning
on a switch nearby, and illuminated the room with a little light.
Kerry barely lifted his eyelid and nodded at the girl, "Thank you."
"You’re welcome," Beamed the girl, "I have to go up first."
Most of the medicines in the kit were for common use, but thankfully there was a bottle of medical
alcohol, a bottle of styptic power, and a large roll of gauze.
"Boss, let me stop your bleeding first."
Kerry nodded with his eyes closed. He had such a strong shoulder which had suffered a shot from the
front by the kidnapper last time and now another shot from the back.
Nighthawk carefully took off his clothes, finding that the blood was oozing out of his piercing left
shoulder with a bullet in it.
Outside the fruit store.
The beautiful girl sat in front of her stand and looked around. There was only one fruit store in this alley
while the rest were hotels. As the sun was blazing hot at noon, the alley was quite empty.
Soon after she sat down, several yelling men with guns on their backs suddenly came into the alley,
rushing into the first house directly for investigation.
The girl, an aborigine of the island, certainly knew who the men were. She was a little nervous, but
since she had done it, she would not regret it.
Soon a bawling voice was heard from a violent-tempered old man at the first house, a celebrity on the
island who she would call him “Grandpa”. These guys must have offended him.
The girl stretched out her neck and found that they were kicked out of the house by the old man with a
carrying pole.
The third one was the fruit store.
As they came over, the girl greeted them with a smile, "What fruit do you want?"
One of the men had come here occasionally to buy fruit and knew her well, so he asked her in a more
polite tone, "Have you seen an injured man?"
The girl’s heart beat faster, though, she tried to maintain that calm expression on her face, shaking her
head, and said, "No, this is a rarely visited alley, you know."
The men believed her words without any doubt, but they had to observe the order that every nook and
cranny shall be scrutinized.
"Let's go inside and have a look." The man said seriously.
The girl turned angry, standing up from her chair and staring at them with her round eyes, "Why do you
search my store? Only the local police officers have that right!"
The man was embarrassed. As he had sort of a crush on the girl, of course he wouldn't have searched
her store if he just came alone, but now he was followed by two other guards, he couldn't show any
trace of his favoritism towards her, "Gina, I just want to go in and have a look, I won't make any
detriment, I promise."
Certainly, Gina couldn't stop them but said angrily, "Well, help yourselves, but I will definitely go to the
police and file a complaint against you."
The man smiled resignedly and then took the other two men to take a search inside.
When she came to the storage room, she suddenly found a few drops of blood at the entrance of the
basement, and then she strode over to them before they saw it.
Gina put her hands on her waist and said loudly, "Enough! I will go to the police station and file a
complaint against your boss."
They dug around the house but found nothing of course.
The man in charge of the search didn’t mean to take the mission seriously, so he just smiled his
awkwardness at Gina and was about to leave, but suddenly, his companion said, "The fruit store was
often equipped with a basement for storage, we need to take a further search.”
Gina's heart was pounding with her face turned red for anger or anxiety, she pointed at the guard and
said. "Why should I let you guys get in my basement? There are abundant fruits which are so dear that
even the fresh air will accelerate its rot, so I will never allow you to set foot in the basement unless you
shoot me."
"How dare……” The guard was so angry that he wanted to go up and grab her, but Gina cupped her
hands over her mouth and shouted, "Help!”
The shouting attracted the neighbor’s attention, and the old man of the first store rushed to them,
blocked Gina behind him, and pointed at the men, scolding, "What do you want to do? Are you bullying
my Gina?"
"We just wanted to check her basement." The guard who had just been hit by him was now much more
polite.
"Check her basement? Who do you think you are? Their basement is full of expensive fruits. Do you
know how great the damages you will cause when getting into the basement?"
"He’s right, who is going to pay for these damages?" A kind neighbor agreed.
"I'll pay for it." A man's voice reached to the ears all of a sudden and diverted everyone’s attention. It
was Heng Zhang. He looked around coldly and finally fell his eyes on Gina who was wearing a slightly
picnicked expression and said, "You just need to give me a number, I can afford it."
So angry was she that she was on the verge of tears, "You…you are just big bullies who only dare to
treat a young girl cruelly during her parents’ absence! I'm going to sue you all!"
Heng was indifferent at her words because he was the kind of man who would leave no stone unturned
in order to achieve his goal, "Well, then go sue us. The basement is under there, right? Guys, pull her
away and go down to take a search."
"Ah-- what are you guys doing? Let me go!" Gina shouted loudly, hoping the two men below would get
it and find a proper hideout. She struggled to shrug them away, stepped angrily on the floor before she
wiped the bloodstain on it, and then walk off.
A cool gust rushed up from the open floorboard, and the bodyguards went down first under Heng’s
order. Gina was fiddling her fingers anxiously behind her back, she tried to put on an indifferent face,
but so innocent was she that Heng saw through her immediately.
"What are you nervous about?" Heng stared at her with his ghastly eyes.
Gina's heart was pounding and tried to say casually, "I'm just worried that they'll ruin my fruit because I
need to make money from them."
Heng sneered but said nothing.
A few minutes later, the bodyguards came up and reported, "Sir, there's no one down there."
A flash of surprise came across her eyes.
"Let’s move to the next one." Heng wore a cold face which was unable to tell if he was angry or
disappointed.
Gina strode up to him, reached out her hand, and said boldly, "You said you would pay for my damage,
where's the money? Give it to me now."
Heng looked straight at her, making her feel a bit flustered, and well after a few seconds, he pulled out
his purse and flung all the cash on her hand.
"Is it enough?"
Gina was pleasantly surprised, repeatedly nodding her head and giving way to him, and said, "Of
course! if I had known that I could get such a large sum, I would have let you search a few more times."
Heng snorted and left with four followers. Upon seeing this, the spectators quickly dispersed. After
helping the old man along, Gina picked up a few large mangoes and put them in his hand, saying with
a smile, "Grandpa, thank you for batting for me."
"You’re welcome. It’s not a big deal, though. I have to leave, my family is still waiting for me to have a
meal."
"Bye, Grandpa." After seeing him off, Gina looked around carefully for a while to make sure that no one
was coming, and then she ran to the basement.
The disappearance of the two men threw her into confusion. The injured man and his companion were
in the basement, but the bodyguards didn't find them, how come?
When she came to the basement, there was nobody staying in the original location.
Where were they going?
Gina stood there for a moment and whispered, "They've gone, you guys can come out now."
And then, a subtle muffled grunt came from the dark corner, and Gina followed the sound, finding that
the two men were in the corner.
"Where did you hide? How could they fail to find you out?" Gina asked in surprise.
Nighthawk pointed to the empty cardboard box next to the fruits and said, "Here."
"What? Here?"
"Yeah." Nighthawk nodded seriously.
Certainly, he wouldn't tell Gina that Kerry grabbed him by the shoulder and flew to the ceiling when the
guards came in, and he almost screamed out in shock as the feeling of weightlessness came to him.
Certainly, the guards couldn’t find them out because of their dark and covert hideout. When they left, he
was brought down to the ground slowly with relief, but when he looked back at Kerry with excitement
and concern, he noticed his pale face and the reddened gauze on his shoulder.
Is it because of the over-consumption of his mental power? Nighthawk didn't know how to express this
superpower.
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