Chapter 231: Beautiful Twins (Part 1)
"This time, Spade Eight used almost all their elites to deal with you. Spade Eight has five groups—Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue—five groups, each with eight members. The Orange Group ranks third in strength, yet you crippled them completely. From No.4 to No.8, except for Tang Qiqi, all died by your hand…"
"Wait, that Xu Sihe and that tall guy weren't killed by me." Zhang Yang felt something was off.
"Huh? Right now, there's only you, three corpses, and Tang Qiqi. If you didn't kill them, who did?" Ao Tian said calmly.
Zhang Yang nearly choked from anger. Bastard, clearly they killed them! No wonder this guy slipped away before Tang Qiqi woke up—he was obviously framing him.
"Don't overthink it. Killing one or killing three, it's all the same. You can't expect us to take the blame for you." Ao Tian smiled with a hint of mockery.
"What do you mean you take the blame? I'm already the one taking it." Zhang Yang ignored him. Killing one or killing three made no difference—Spade Eight's hatred would stay maxed out anyway. "Right, you said something about Tang Qiqi—why shouldn't I have let her go?"
"Hehe, why did you let her go so easily? Obviously you did something to her. If I'm not wrong, you even sent someone to tail her. And your goal must've been to use Tang Qiqi to locate Spade Eight's base or their Meining City contact point." Ao Tian glanced at Zhang Yang teasingly. "Am I right?"
"How do you know?" Zhang Yang wiped cold sweat. He had secretly planted a military tracker on Tang Qiqi and had Lulu send their best stalker, 'Doctor,' to follow her. He thought no one knew—but clearly this guy knew everything.
"How do I know? The tracker you used is second-generation tech. We're already using fourth-generation." Ao Tian smiled. "You're not the only one monitoring Tang Qiqi—we are too."
"Despicable. You guys are actually using a girl like that."
Ao Tian stared speechlessly. "Are you fucking kidding? Weren't YOU doing the same?"
"My reason is different." Zhang Yang thought. 'I'm doing this to save the world. My level is above you mortals. Besides, she wasn't dead—you knew that. If I killed her, who knows what kind of accusation you'd slap on me.'
'Who knows what kind of divine bullshit you'd report me for.'
"Bullshit 'reason.' You just got horny. Honestly, can't blame you. Any man seeing a beauty of that level would have a hard time thinking straight."
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. "Back to the point—why shouldn't I have let her go?"
"Your plan was to use her to find Spade Eight's base, right? But don't you think your method was a bit naive? If it were me, I'd have killed her immediately. But I don't blame you—you're young, inexperienced, and clueless about Spade Eight's rules."
"What rules?" Zhang Yang ignored his sarcastic tone.
"Spade Eight sent four top assassins to kill you. Three died, one escaped perfectly: Tang Qiqi. What do you think their HQ will think? Also, Spade Eight's rule is—any assassin who fails a mission has no right to return to their base. So because of your mercy, not only will your plan fail, Tang Qiqi will die because of you. If you had stabbed her once or scarred her face, she might still have had some use."
"How do you know all this so clearly?" Zhang Yang felt a chill. 'Fuck… these people know everything.'
"Let me introduce someone to you." Ao Tian glanced at Zhang Yang with a mysterious smile.
Before Zhang Yang could respond, Ao Tian tilted his head back slightly. "Look."
Zhang Yang turned suspiciously—and saw a beautiful face… a woman!
Within half a second, he tensed up and took a defensive stance. "Why is it you?"
It was Tang Qiqi—the same woman he had just let go!
Fuck! What was going on? Zhang Yang glared at Ao Tian—'Are you fucking with me? Is Tang Qiqi your undercover agent?'
"Don't be too surprised. I was more shocked than you the first time." Ao Tian said proudly. "But her name is Pan Ningning, not Tang Qiqi."
"How can she look so similar?"
"Simple—we're twins." The beauty glanced at Zhang Yang and spoke calmly. "I'm her older sister."
"Twins?" Zhang Yang stared more carefully. Indeed, looking closely, there were subtle differences—Tang Qiqi's tits were slightly bigger… Zhang Yang spat inwardly. 'Great, typical man—looking at the boobs first.'
The woman before him wore jeans too, but in a bluish-black shade, with a black fitted top and a gray knitted coat.
Her skin was also fair, but slightly darker than Tang Qiqi's. Other than that, Zhang Yang honestly couldn't tell them apart.
'Twins, huh. Fucking hell.'
"I get it now—Tang Qiqi is your undercover agent inside Spade Eight."
"No." Pan Ningning shook her head. "She really is a professional assassin."
Ao Tian stepped forward to explain. "Zhang Yang, Lieutenant Pan Ningning and Tang Qiqi are indeed biological sisters. As for why…"
He looked at Zhang Yang, paused, then lowered his voice. "We're telling you this because we need your cooperation for some major operations."
"If convenient, let's sit somewhere and talk." Ao Tian smiled.
Zhang Yang shook his head. "I have to pick someone up."
"You're picking up Xu Dantong and Xu Danying, right? Don't worry—they're safe. Tang Qiqi isn't nearby, and our people are already protecting them."
"Don't you want to destroy Spade Eight?" Ao Tian asked, smiling seductively.
"Destroy Spade Eight?"
"Yes—uproot them completely."
"Where?" Zhang Yang didn't hesitate. If he could eliminate Spade Eight, removing future danger, anything was negotiable.
Ao Tian looked at Pan Ningning and said with a smile, "I know a quiet café nearby."
Zhang Yang followed Ao Tian to the café, a place with glass windows called Blue Leaf. Coincidentally, the hair salon where Xu Dantong and Xu Danying were was just diagonally across on the floor below. The sisters were blissfully unaware, chatting and laughing as they did their hair.
"Now you can relax." Ao Tian grinned.
"Tell me—how do we destroy Spade Eight?"
"No rush." Ao Tian glanced at the waiter. "Three lattes."
After the waiter left, Ao Tian looked at Zhang Yang, took out a POS-like device from his bag, placed it on the table, tapped a few buttons, then put it away. "No surveillance. We can talk."
"Anti-listening equipment. In our line of work, you have to be cautious." Ao Tian explained with a grin.
"I'll be direct. I'm from the National Security Bureau. Lieutenant Pan Ningning is from the General Staff Intelligence Department—what civilians call special agents. We come from different departments but share similar goals."
"Normally we wouldn't tell you this much, but since you're involved and we need your cooperation, we'll skip the formalities. I've been following Spade Eight for years—the goal is to wipe them out. I know almost everything about their members."
"But even though the organization is notorious, most of their killers use fake names, and they move in secrecy. These years, they barely accepted jobs. I've spent four years tracking them, with almost no reward—until you appeared…"
"Because of you, the long-silent Spade Eight resurfaced. What's more shocking is that key members were eliminated one after another by you, forcing them to send increasingly stronger assassins."
"Thanks to that, I gained a lot of intel. I believe as long as you fully cooperate, we'll eventually uproot Spade Eight."
"How do I cooperate?" Zhang Yang finally understood—he wasn't fighting alone.
"You cooperate with me." Ao Tian glanced at the silent Pan Ningning.
"Hm?"
"Lieutenant Pan isn't from our department. She's actually a special agent assigned to protect you." Ao Tian hesitated, then added.
"Protect me?" Zhang Yang looked at Pan Ningning. 'This delicate beauty… protects me?'
"What? You doubt Lieutenant Pan's abilities?" Ao Tian smiled. "If not for her, you'd be dead today. To blow off Xu Sihe's head with a handgun from fifty meters—that's her. You questioning her skills?"
"Uh…" Zhang Yang recalled Xu Sihe's exploded skull and felt goosebumps. He glanced sideways at Pan Ningning—her expression was unchanged, but her deep eyes carried a faint, chilling coldness.
Zhang Yang thought for a moment, then thanked her. "Thank you, Miss Pan."
"No need. I'm just obeying orders." Pan Ningning replied calmly. Her tone sounded a bit like Yang Fei.
"Then what about Tang Qiqi?"