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Date: October 7th
"Well, I never expected it. I really didn't think they were father and son. The difference is just too great," Yang Xiaoyou thought as the members of the five teams gathered together and began to exchange information. Unexpectedly, from the conversations of other students at the Royal Academy of Basic Studies, he learned a strange piece of news.
That boy with acne, wearing glasses and looking somewhat timid, Ou Chao, was actually the son of Ou Qizheng, who was supposed to represent the Common Unity Party in negotiations but was shot dead by his own gun.
Upon learning this, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit strange. It seemed that the reason Qi Menglu was able to wait safely for him to rescue her was indeed related to this fellow who had protected her.
However, even so, Yang Xiaoyou felt no guilt or remorse. His stance determined his motives; Ou Qizheng had to die.
He just didn't expect that the son raised by such a fellow would turn out to be like this. Perhaps Ou Qizheng had been quite troubled by this fellow as well.
Although Ou Chao had lost his father's protection, under the halo of his father's 'heroic sacrifice' during negotiations and some connections left behind, his situation was much better than that of most ordinary people.
"Thanks to your father's 'heroic sacrifice,' he even saved your life after death." Shaking his head, Yang Xiaoyou picked up a plate of food and sat down in a corner.
If it weren't for that instructor brought out by Qi Qiusheng completely covering up the situation, making it seem like Ou Qizheng was killed by robbers, he would have had to deal with him as well. He wanted to avoid any trouble caused by a revenge-seeking son towards Qi Menglu.
"Hey, Wang Cheng, looks like you're living better now. Tsk tsk, are you working under someone else?" At that moment, Yang Xiaoyou heard a boy from Huaxia Affiliated School mocking Wang Cheng, who was being bossed around by Huang Wei.
It seemed they had known each other since last year's competition, and it was clear there was some bad blood between them.
Taking advantage of the situation, he began to mock Wang Cheng mercilessly.
In light of this situation, neither Yang Xiaoyou nor Huang Wei felt any desire to help; Wang Cheng had brought this upon himself. Yang Xiaoyou refrained from kicking him while he was down out of respect for the teacher; helping him out would have been nonsense.
Wang Cheng, who had been ordered around earlier, was furious after hearing such mockery. Finally unable to contain himself, he lunged at the boy and started fighting with him.
Huang Wei was taken aback by Wang Cheng's sudden outburst; he hadn't expected this fellow to be so easily provoked. He felt relieved that it was another fellow who ignited the final spark of anger; otherwise, even though they had more people on their side, if Wang Cheng landed a punch first, it would still hurt.
At least that fellow who started mocking got his nose bloodied from Wang Cheng's initial punch.
As the fight broke out, students from Huaxia Affiliated School rushed forward to separate the two. However, in doing so, they inadvertently allowed that boy to hit Wang Cheng a few more times.
"So you can get angry after all. If you could keep your cool all along, then we might have to reconsider things." After finishing his food and squatting in the corner while picking his teeth with a toothpick, Yang Xiaoyou rolled his eyes. He then stood up and prepared to leave; he had no interest in watching kids fight.
"What are you doing? Hmm? Don't forget that you represent not just yourselves but also your school and your country's face. If something like this happens again outside, don't blame me for being rude," a plain-looking man in his thirties wearing sportswear walked in and coldly reprimanded them as he separated the two.
A sharp aura surrounded him, a soldier, likely the one from Zhu Qibiao's team, who was there to ensure safety. From his tone, it seemed he was the leader among the other emergency members accompanying them.
As expected of a soldier, it was understandable that he would be furious in such a situation. Even after retiring, his passion had not yet extinguished.
With such a strong intervention, the farce on this side began to subside. The others from Wang Cheng's team at Yuying Middle School showed no signs of comfort towards him. Although what he had done initially did not warrant any major consequences, the members of this electronic group were all aware of it.
They were all passionate about their work and had put in considerable effort; naturally, they felt a sense of rejection towards Wang Cheng when thinking about their creations being stolen by others.
Receiving such treatment, especially after seeing a similar expression on Li Hong's face, Wang Cheng's anger flared up. Without greeting anyone, he headed straight for the room.
"Professor Zhu, please trust in our abilities. Safety issues are entirely our responsibility. If you bring your own bodyguards, it complicates things for us."
As preparations were being made for departure, Yang Xiaoyou and the others were stopped by a plain-looking man in sportswear whom they had seen yesterday.
He cast an annoyed glance at Fein and Lucas.
"Captain Qian, their situation is a bit special; just let them go," said the young teacher who had initially been responsible for picking them up as he rushed over.
"Hmph, whether there's a special situation or not is your concern. All I know is that our Red Dragon has taken on this mission, and we are fully responsible for safety. What do you mean by having two foreigners protect you? Do you think there are no capable people in our Chinese Empire?" Captain Qian replied sternly.
After hearing his words, Yang Xiaoyou in the middle of the group displayed a deadpan expression. Judging by his performance yesterday, it seemed that the last sentence was the key point.
As for the affiliation of the opposing team, it was not surprising; Red Dragon Security was a super mercenary company with semi-official backing. Its scale was not inferior to that of America's Blackwater and often represented the Chinese Empire in actions where direct military involvement was inconvenient.
They had various security and contracting missions internationally and were thoroughly professional.
In terms of scale, Yang Xiaoyou's current Hive Security Company indeed could not compare.
However, scale aside, Yang Xiaoyou had confidence in his members' sharpness and was unafraid of any challenge.
Although Fein and Lucas did not understand Chinese, through some body language, they seemed to grasp some meaning. After receiving a 'tactful' translation from an English-speaking student nearby, they exchanged amused glances.
Lucas even whistled and rubbed his shoulder.
"Heart Point, don't push your luck; this is a law-abiding country. Don't treat it like those other places," Fein reminded him from the side.
Clearly, Captain Qian could understand English. Hearing such words and seeing their provocative gestures ignited a spark of anger within him.
"Good, very good. If you two can defeat me, then I will allow you to join the team. If not, then you can just go back to where you came from!" After he finished speaking, his entire demeanor changed dramatically, causing Yang Xiaoyou beside him to glance over in surprise.
Although he had not yet fully grasped his own power, he was already on the verge of touching the threshold. Even though the Red Dragon was one of the most renowned companies in the world, like Blackwater Security Company, there were probably not many fellows like him who were close to reaching that level.
Moreover, once one's strength reached such a level, it became quite difficult to make a true comparison of abilities; it often came down to who performed better in the moment.
"It's just an electronic competition team facing potential troubles. Is it really necessary to make such an exaggerated show of force?" Yang Xiaoyou felt somewhat helpless at this point and discreetly glanced at the simply dressed Li Hong nearby. Could it be because of her?
An individual on the verge of grasping their power would be an absolute core member of any team, capable of leading a top-tier elite squad. Having such a person here as security did seem like overkill.
He was different from Lucas and the others who were heading to Japan for business; this was specifically for protection.
On the other side, sensing the change in his opponent's aura, Lucas revealed a look of surprise mixed with excitement and a fighting spirit. "I love China; it's a magical place."
(To be continued...)
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