She wore a silver engraved mask with dark patterns, distinct from everyone else’s. Her wavy hair was tied into a ponytail, gathered behind her head. Even dressed entirely in black, her alluring and graceful figure couldn’t be concealed.
Those captivating, enchanting eyes glanced out from behind the mask. The moment their gazes met, they sparkled with faint amusement.
Ye Cheng’s heart abruptly tightened.
It was his first time seeing Zimei dressed in tactical gear, so valiant and composed, a figure of striking charisma that her mask couldn’t suppress.
He was completely stunned.
His brain almost stopped working, but the nearby A Cheng didn’t notice and quickly pulled him to rush away.
Yamamoto Yu hadn’t brought many people, just over a dozen men in black.
Once the masked figures entered, those men lost their edge and were quickly defeated. In no time, only five or six retreated in front of Yamamoto Yu, shielding their boss.
Yamamoto Yu never anticipated such an unexpected turn of events; he regretted so deeply it felt like his guts were twisting. He had considered that Gu Moqian might have backup but had never imagined he’d be going against killers as capable as his own Yamamoto Group!
Who exactly were these people?
After Ye Cheng and A Cheng successfully escaped, the masked figures also began to retreat.
Their goal was to rescue someone, not to fight the Yamamoto Group to the death.
The masked figures came swiftly and left just as quickly. In the blink of an eye, only Yamamoto Yu and his few remaining subordinates were left inside the underground fighting ring. The air was heavy with the smell of blood, and the ground was littered with the bodies of men in black.
Yamamoto Yu had never endured such a crushing defeat; his face was contorted with fury.
Curse them! Who are these people? He would never let this go!
It took quite a while for Yamamoto Yu to regain his composure. He hurriedly retrieved his phone and called his trusted aide Miyata Ichiro: "Mr. Miyata, bring Mr. Dongye and everyone else. Even if you need to turn Tokyo upside down, I want you to find that group of people wearing purple masks!"
The car sped away from the dark alley.
Sitting inside, the man in the driver’s seat removed his mask and focused on driving.
In the backseat, Gu Moqian and Ji Wei exchanged glances. After some time, Ji Wei finally snapped out of it and asked, "Shouldn’t we wait for Boss Zi and the others?"
When they fled the tiny bar, they had run into Zimei’s group.
Since Zimei had to go inside to rescue someone, they had to follow one of her subordinates into the car first.
"Boss Zi gave instructions for me to send you to a safe place first," the man replied.
Ji Wei understood that Yamamoto Yu would not let this slide and would do anything to capture them.
But A Cheng was still in the fighting ring!
She looked at Gu Moqian anxiously. "What about A Cheng? Could he already have been caught by Yamamoto Yu’s men?"
"He’ll be fine." Gu Moqian looked at her calmly. "Ye Cheng is with him."
"What did you say?" Ji Wei was utterly shocked, "Mr. Ye is in the ring? Why didn’t I see him?"
"The referee was Ye Cheng."
Ji Wei’s mouth hung agape. No wonder the referee had seemed somewhat familiar; she had thought she was imagining things.
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She was there to rescue Ye Cheng.
Outside the car window, the night was deep with darkness. Neon lights receded quickly as the unfamiliar streets of Tokyo bustled with cars and pedestrians. No one could imagine that behind the facade of this vibrant metropolis, the chaos of a gunfight inside the underground fighting ring had just unfolded.
Ye Cheng and A Cheng leaned on each other as they stumbled out of the bar.
The two of them made their way deeper into the alley, only managing a few steps before a black car suddenly stopped in front of them.