"Another ominous on," Yang Yu frowned, deep in thought about what to do.
Suddenly, Shen Silin blurted out, "Or, shall we take another nap?"
"Really?" Yang Yu’s eyes lit up, but then seeing Shen Silin’s calm expression, he imdiately felt embarrassed, "I an, I was just reacting normally just now..."
"No need to explain, I’m serious," Shen Silin said, "So, shall we do it right now?"
Seeing how serious Shen Silin was, Yang Yu felt as if hundreds of cats were scratching at his heart, itching unbearably, "I’m worried we won’t have enough ti..."
"Oh, then forget it," Shen Silin shrugged, "You figure it out by yourself."
Before Yang Yu could co to his senses, Shen Silin had already pushed him out the door, "Don’t push your luck, always thinking about it!"
Yang Yu felt very innocent; after all, he hadn’t said anything—it was all Shen Silin’s doing, yet she blad him for letting his mind wander. This kind of entrapnt was simply too much!
Of course, Yang Yu had no mood to think about these things now. Considering the hexagram spelled disaster, he had to find a way to turn bad luck into good fortune.
After thinking carefully for a while, he called Xu Fan, "Ah Fan, help check the details of all the clients who ca to the club tonight, including their friends, and send their detailed profiles."
"Okay, Brother Yu," Xu Fan imdiately got to work and finished in less than a minute.
After reviewing the clients’ information, Yang Yu quickly noticed sothing unusual.
Two new mbers had signed up that night, Monica and Jessica.
These two "cards" looked odd no matter how he looked at them because their figures were just too eye-catching for Yang Yu.
Not to ntion won, even n seldom had such a sturdy build.
As for their faces, Yang Yu could tell they were fake the mont he saw them.
He had never t Jera, but he had crossed paths with Alfred and had a vivid mory of him.
He was quite certain that this Monica was actually Alfred!
"This guy actually found his way here, and if he starts sothing, the consequences are unimaginable," Yang Yu’s brows furrowed, "Fortunately, he probably didn’t bring a gun in, so the problem isn’t too serious. As for the other one..."
Yang Yu’s mind raced, thinking about how to deal with these two guys without causing a disturbance or harming the innocent.
If these two guys started trouble at the sa ti and caused casualties, the Silver Horse Club would suffer severe consequences even if it wasn’t shut down for good.
After all, not a single mber here was an ordinary woman!
After a good while of thinking, Yang Yu finally ca up with a plan, "These two guys probably don’t know each other. Maybe, I can set a thief to catch a thief?"
At nine o’clock in the evening, the club’s program officially started.
Both Jera and Alfred were uninterested in the other programs; they were just waiting for Yang Yu to show up.
They had thought Yang Yu would co on stage to sing and dance very soon, but after waiting for half an hour and still no sign of Yang Yu, they started to get anxious, "Isn’t this kid not coming tonight?"
Just then, Yang Yu appeared, holding a bottle of foreign wine.
Under Alfred’s gaze, he walked straight towards Jera, "Hey, old friend, you ca to see !"
Jera was completely baffled, but he knew Yang Yu was skilled, and without absolute certainty, he wouldn’t make a move rashly.
Seeing Yang Yu pour himself a drink, Jera chuckled and said, "Sir, I don’t know you, have you mistaken for soone else?"
The music in the club hall was very loud, so even though Alfred wasn’t far away, he still couldn’t hear what the two of them were saying.
All Alfred could see was Yang Yu pouring a drink for Jera and then clinking glasses with her in a toast.
"I’m sorry, I indeed mistook you for soone else, you resemble a foreign friend of mine, haha!" Yang Yu drank up his glass in one gulp, "This drink is on , my apologies, goodbye."
After Yang Yu left, to Alfred’s eyes, Jera was Yang Yu’s friend who had co to support Yang Yu that evening.
With such a formidable friend by his side, making a move on Yang Yu would now be doubly difficult!
"What to do?" Alfred furrowed his brow, pondering how to make his move.
Maybe I should not act tonight at all?
"Hello there, dusa!" Yang Yu greeted Alfred in English, and sat down beside him at his table, "Long ti no see."
Alfred looked at Yang Yu with cold eyes, "Sir, you must have mistaken for soone else. I am not called dusa."
"Sorry about that." Yang Yu chuckled and clinked his bottle against Alfred’s glass, "To show my apology, this one’s for you."
Yang Yu quickly took a swig of his own drink, then got up to leave.
To Jera, this gesture indicated that Yang Yu and Alfred were extrely close friends, with Yang Yu greeting this good friend of his.
"This woman is very powerful, with her here, I won’t be able to make a move tonight." With that thought, Jera abandoned her plans for the evening.
After drinking the alcohol in her glass, Jera left directly.
Seeing Jera leave, a cold light flashed in Alfred’s eyes: "Since I can’t kill Yang Yu tonight, I’ll start by killing his friend, and consider it a down paynt for Stanin and Ai Ning!"
Without any hesitation, Alfred stood up as well and followed after Jera.
Jera was always watching Alfred, seeing that Alfred was following, she beca even more certain that he was sent by Yang Yu to deal with her: "Hmph, want to kill ? Then I’ll start with you!"
Yang Yu, seeing the two leave one after the other, showed a strange smile on his face: "Fight, go ahead and fight, heh heh!"
Yang Yu released a pigeon by the window and quietly awaited the outco...
After leaving the Silver Horse Club, Jera headed toward the nearby alleys with Alfred following close behind.
Both of them intent on killing each other, they walked deeper into secluded areas.
The two reached a small grove in the nearby park, Jera stopped and turned to face Alfred, the cold light in her eyes gleaming: "Followed enough?"
"Die!" Alfred didn’t bother with more words, launching a punch towards Jera.
"Damn, so strong!" Realizing the powerful montum and energy in Alfred’s punch, Jera was greatly startled and imdiately dodged.
Jera was an assassin, proficient in various killing techniques, but not as good in direct combat as the rcenaries who risked their lives daily in the hail of bullets.
So against Alfred’s attacks, she could only dodge.
Alfred threw dozens of punches in one go, but to his surprise, didn’t land a single hit on Jera: "This guy is so agile, tricky to deal with! If only I had a gun, no matter how fast his movents, he couldn’t be faster than my bullets."
Jera was also very frustrated, thinking to herself: "If only I had brought my Dagger, I would have stabbed a few holes in your belly!"
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