Good Morning, Miss Undercover

10

When we reached Deng Long's private club called 'Ben', which was situated on the edge of Qingshan Xiushui, it was already close to 2 AM morning. I was groggy like a sick chicken. My body was slightly burning, but I have always been optimistic. After shaking off my negative thoughts, I jumped out of the car.

Of course, I took off Kang Zixian's suit. Attired in a man's clothes to take on a man, not only my momentum will look weakened a tad bit but it will also hinder my movement. This club was a small building with a European style architecture, crawling with vines of ivy. The exterior looked ordinary, you could even call it run-down. But to one's surprise, its interior had an extremely distinctive flavor.

It was reasonable to say that 'Meise" was already immensely extravagant. Yet, compared with this 'Ben', it was a total cowshed. Their level was too different.

Kang Zixian entered inside without any hindrance. When a person who looked like the manager saw him, he approached to politely greet him. Kang Zixian didn't bother with pleasantries, he directly asked him where was Deng Long. Then he led me upstairs with large strides.

I was following him, inwardly amazed about how come this man had a damn boss aura. My heart immediately became sour. I suddenly remembered, in order to give material assistance to Feige, buy a house and live a well-off life, my assets had already turned negative.

Two minutes later, I stood at the door with wide eyes, not believing what I saw. I was very angry.

The comrade Dongzi was alright, his chrysanthemum was also alright. During those few hours while I was worried about him because his phone was shut off, this guy had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and was playing cards amid the cloud of smoke, playing till he forgot that he was still that person, who had once made a vow that he will become a civil police, who will forever serve for people.

It was understandable to be angry but this place was evil monsters' nest. There was no time for me to snap. The most important thing was to get this fellow Dongzi out of this hole, otherwise, he would lose everything till he only had his briefs left. If that happened, not mentioning his undercover job, he should be glad for not being thrown into a nightclub and pay off his debt by working as a prostitute.

The four gamblers in the room were energetically gambling. I exclaimed contrivedly : "You devil, you actually came here. It's time to take a medicine. Do you still want to live?"

When Dongzi saw me, he was so shocked he was gaping at me with a mouth opened so wide that a big egg would fit inside. Swaying my hips, I entered inside with a flustered expression and in a shrewish way I grabbed Dongzi's ear and gave it a sharp twist. Hearing howling like a pig being slaughtering like howling, my heart immediately felt better.

I looked at Deng Long, who was sitting opposite Dongzi and gave him a sweet and charming smile. His expression was cold but I wasn't afraid. Justice was on my side, thus I raised my voice and said: "Boss, my companion has a somewhat poor health. He can't stay up all night. He has to take the medicine daily, in order to preserve that dear life of his." I scowled at Donzi, indicating him to put an effort to this play, "Look at this devil, he's ill but he always forgets to take his medicine, making me go all the way here to bring him."

My sudden appearance evidently displeased Deng Long. He threw the cards in his hand, stared at me and asked me in a deep voice, "Who brought you inside?"

"Me." Kang Zixian replied while leaning against the door, his posture dashing. He used his chin to point at me, "I was touched by a lover, who went over thousand miles to deliver her dear's medicine."

Even though I was anxious, I still couldn't help myself from being disgusted by his words. However, this person was still somewhat reliable. I cast a grateful look at him.