Chapter 43: A (1/2)
Killer Nights
Chapter 43: A-Meng the Bodyguard
“You really okay?” Jiang Zhengkai turned around and asked Li Hongbin once the other two police officers had left. “Do you want me to take you to the hospital?” Even though he had helped cover for A-Jiao and A-Meng when they were being questioned by the police, he himself was still a police officer as well. What he did today went against his duties as a police officer.
“No, thank you!” Li Hongbin quickly answered while clutching his cheek. “I can drive myself!” He limped his way over to his BMW and drove off. This version of Li Hongbin displayed none of the playboy spirit that the pre-beatdown Li Hongbin had shown when he was hara.s.sing A-Jiao. Unfortunately for him, he hadn’t even been able to cop a feel from her before the beating began.
After Li Hongbin left, Jiang Zhengkai looked at A-Jiao and A-Meng. Before he could even open his mouth, A-Jiao stood in between him and A-Meng, batted her charming eyelashes, and said, “Thank you, Brother Jiang! Thank you for helping us out back there!”
“Don’t worry about it.” Jiang Zhengkai shook his head but also carefully looked over A-Meng. This was an unusually aggressive young man, and his close combat skills were nearly equal to that of the Bald Wolf. Jiang Zhengkai felt his heart skip a beat at the thought. Why did he suddenly think of the Bald Wolf? Then he realized it was because he noticed the combat boots on A-Meng’s feet. That type of combat boots was issued exclusively to member of the Chinese special forces. It appeared that this man, just like the Bald Wolf, was a veteran of the People’s Liberation Army.
“Thank you, Brother Jiang.” Although A-Meng was aggressive, he wasn’t rude. Otherwise, A-Tao wouldn’t have sent him to secretly protect A-Jiao.
“I believe we’ve met before.” Jiang Zhengkai focused on A-Meng’s face and then asked with a grin, “The other day at the police cemetery, it was you who accompanied Miss Ren, right?”
“Yeah, that’s right!” A-Jiao stepped in and vigorously nodded her head, clearly not wanting A-Meng to say too much. She didn’t want him to slip up and reveal to Jiang Zhengkai her true ident.i.ty. “Brother Jiang here is a task force captain! What do you think, pretty cool, huh?” As A-Jiao spoke, she looked at A-Meng with a seemingly proud expression, but she also signalled with her eyes that he shouldn’t do anything brash.
“Yeah, very cool!” A-Meng caught A-Jiao’s signal and immediately continued the conversation along her line of thought. “So… are you going back home now… little sister?” A-Meng was used to calling A-Jiao “A-Jiao” or “Sister Jiao,” but he was an extremely sharp individual. Since Jiang Zhengkai had called A-Jiao “Miss Ren,” he had a hunch that calling her “A-Jiao” might not be a smart move. The familiar words were literally on the tip of his tongue, and yet he still caught himself and said something else. If one were speaking strictly of age, it was true that A-Meng really was probably a few years older than her. However, since it was A-Tao who always addressed A-Jiao as his “little sister,” everyone else normally called her “Sister Jiao” or “big sister” out of deference to A-Tao.
“Not yet, Brother Meng. I want to hang out for a bit while longer, so why don’t you go back first? Brother Jiang can send me back home later.” A-Jiao c.o.c.ked her head and put her hands behind her back.
“Alright then! You guys go on ahead, I’ll head back now,” said A-Meng. Before Jiang Zhengkai and A-Jiao even had a chance to respond, A-Meng already took off running.
“Shall we, Brother Jiang?” After A-Meng had left, A-Jiao immediately returned to her refined persona. Her face was slightly red as she carefully looked at Jiang Zhengkai.
“Oh, okay,” Jiang Zhengkai replied. His head was spinning right now. This A-Meng fellow’s martial arts technique was on par with that of the Bald Wolf. What was his relations.h.i.+p with the Bald Wolf? He’d also gone with Ren Ziyuan to the cemetery, so did he also have a connection with that burnt corpse? As a career police officer, Jiang Zhengkai couldn’t help but think of these questions.
“What are you thinking about? Let’s go already!” A-Jiao said as she gently placed her hand on Jiang Zhengkai’s shoulder. Even before A-Jiao became a prost.i.tute, she hadn’t been a shy girl. She was willing to do whatever was necessary on her part in pursuing her happiness.
“Oh, Miss Ren…” Jiang Zhengkai wasn’t as emotionally liberal as A-Jiao. Inside his heart was only A-Jiao, not Ren Ziyuan, and right now he could only perceive the A-Jiao standing before him as that young woman named Ren Ziyuan.
“Hmph! You don’t want me to touch you, huh?” Seeing Jiang Zhengkai’s facial expression, A-Jiao said in feigned anger, “You’d let me touch you if I were A-Jiao, right?” Actually, she couldn’t describe in words how happy she was to see him like this.