Rose looked unhappy and refused to reply to Zenika. Luis smiled and said, “Mr. Lee, I was wrong but it’s all because I liked Rose a lot. When I saw you and her being intimate, I got jealous. Can you forgive me?” “Kaze, I apologize. We should have been friends because of Uncle Lock and with that, I should be looking after you, not giving you a hard time. Please forgive me.” Even the proud Wesley lowered himself and apologized with an awkward smile. Kaze had a scornful glance at the three of them and then shook his head. “You three are not qualified to be my friends.” He was already under the spotlight yet he did not lower his voice at all. Everyone heard him and looked at Luis, Zenika, and Wesley, which embarrassed them. Luis took a deep breath to suppress his anger and then looked at his accomplices. He subtly extended his hand to Zenika’s waist and pushed her. “Ouch!” Zenika fell forward, leaning onto Kaze. “Zenika, what’s wrong?” Luis and Wesley went up to help
Blackjack rules were simple and many relied on luck, especially those low-tier players. For high-tier players, it was a game of technique and mind games. The surprising thing was that once Buffy sat down at the blackjack table, she became a titan and beat all the men. Half an hour later, all the men who thought they were professionals lost everything. They got embarrassed and angry but Buffy remained calm and composed, not flinching one bit.Judging from her relaxed demeanor, she must have held back from the beginning, or else the men would have lost even more. The scene discouraged the others like Luis who wanted to have a play at the table. Buffy was alluring and being at the table with her could fulfill most men’s vanity. Yet when she got too strong, no one wanted to jump into the rabbit hole anymore. It did not feel good losing to a woman at blackjack. Some bold men refused to submit and continued the challenge, but all of them lost terribly. Buffy displayed extr
Buffy frowned. She stopped everyone and said, “That’s enough. We are all friends here. “ She was afraid if the others angered Kaze and he left, then she would lose all chances to persuade him. Luis and the others were displeased at how protective Buffy was at Kaze but they did not say anything. “Kaze, how do you want to play?” she asked patiently. Kaze looked up and scanned everyone. He then looked at Buffy amusedly and said, “Since drinking is meaningless and gambling is against the law, why don’t we play something big? “If you lose, you are mine tonight. That’s my condition, or else I am not playing.” He got so fed up with the woman trying to pull him into her trap, so he came up with an excuse to scare her away. “Yours tonight?” Everyone was shocked that Kaze would voice such a bold condition. Zenika shouted, “Are you out of your mind, you jerk? Who do you think you are, flirting with Buffy like that? You are not qualified to speak to her like that. Who gave you th
Kaze raised his brows. If Buffy agreed to play under such a condition, then she must be looking to get more from him. “What is your condition?” Kaze went over to the Blackjack table and sat down. He was curious about what she wanted from him, so he did not mind sitting down for a game. Buffy looked at Kaze and scoffed, “You said if I lose, I am yours tonight. Then, my condition is, that if you lose, you are mine for a month. I want you to serve me. You do whatever I say and you cannot defy me!” A month should be enough for Kaze to cure her father. Kaze scrutinized Buffy and said, “Cannot defy you? Fine. Actually, not much of a loss for me in our bet.” Buffy clenched her teeth. The audacity to tease her again.She suppressed the urge to throw him into the river and said coldly, “Cut the nonsense. Are you playing or not? Give me an answer.” “You bumpkin! Get your mind out of the gutter. You are not worthy!” Wesley came over with a smirk and continued, “You think Bu
“Then let’s begin.” Without further ado, Buffy started to shuffle the cards. While shuffling, she saw Kaze looking at her hands, seemingly trying to mark down the cards. She smirked. He must have thought that he was the God of Gamblers. After Kaze cut the card, Buffy dealt two pairs of cards, one for him and the other for herself. Each person had two cards with one face-down.“Kaze, your card is an Ace and mine is a King. Hit?” Kaze leaned back and crossed his hands behind his head. He looked at Buffy in a teasing manner and said, “Don’t waste your time. Hit, and just show the card.” Buffy felt a slight discomfort. She felt like a toy on display when she saw Kaze’s eyes on her. Then, she tracked his gaze and noticed he was looking at her chest. She was wearing an evening gown and half her chest was revealed. The pervert had been looking at her breasts! She had not lost the game! Buffy blushed. She clenched her teeth and said coldly, “Fine. If you are so eager t
Kaze remained calm and composed. “I still have one card face down. Why do you assume that I’ve already lost? We continue.” He showed another amusing smirk. “Though I don’t want people calling me a cheater, so why don’t you open it for me?” Buffy looked at the unrevealed card in front of Kaze and she was left speechless. The table for blackjack was wide. If she had to open the card for Kaze, she would have to bend over. She was wearing a sexy gown for the evening and if she bent over, Kaze would have a full frontal view of her chest. The pervert did not only want to look, he wanted to take advantage of her. “Windy, show the card.” Buffy called her friend from earlier to reveal the card. She was not that dumb to lose her dignity to Kaze. “Alright.” Windy came over and reached out to the face-down card. For some reason, when Buffy saw the amusing gaze in Kaze, her heart sank. Windy flipped the card. Ace of Spades! 21 points! “W-What?!” Windy was stunned. Sh
Due to her pride, Buffy could not go back on her promise. She initially planned to play only one round, yet Kaze suggested the best of three. Yet she refused to hand herself over to him for the night. Luis and the others could not believe what just happened and they all thought Kaze was being ridiculously arrogant. Buffy was the birthday girl and he humiliated her, and that would mean offending the entire upper circle of Riverbank. How could a useless bumpkin from a small city do such an outrageous thing? “Bumpkin! Don’t celebrate too soon. One round isn’t enough to determine the winner. This must be a best of three!” Zenika said, “Ms. Gwake, play two more rounds. With your skills, you will win!” Luis added, “Kaze Lee, play two more rounds. Whether you win or lose, I’ll wipe our bad blood away and I won’t come after you. “If you don’t play, once you step out of Bronze Sparrow, I will destroy you!” He started threatening Kaze. He was smart. He knew if Kaze continue
Kaze appeared rather cocky. Buffy glared at Kaze, her eyes burning with rage. Since Buffy would not let the matter go, Kaze smiled and rose to his feet. He drew close and put his arm around Buffy’s waist. Furious, Buffy exclaimed, “What are you doing, bastard?” “Didn’t you say that you’d be mine tonight? Hasn’t night come yet?” Kaze kept her within his grasp, giving her no chance to wiggle herself out. “You’re my woman. What’s stopping me from holding you? I have not taken things far yet.” “You!” Buffy was livid. However, Kaze had her locked tightly against him. Take things far? He could dream on! Kaze raised a glass without a care. “Today is my woman’s birthday. You are all my guests. Make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the drinks. “Let’s raise our glasses!“Hahaha!”Kaze’s manic laugh echoed across the hall. To the crowd, Kaze’s behavior was a textbook example of arrogance, ignorance, and smugness.It looked like Kaze failed to identify his place. He
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju