Chapter 147 One (1/2)

Everybody looked in that direction in surprise and saw that a throwing knife was stabbed into Situ Liren’s wrist. The corner of Ye Qian’s lips lifted into a faint smile. He turned to face the bar entrance and saw a young man slowly walk in. His manner was quiet, his appearance elegant, but his left arm was just an empty s.p.a.ce where a s.h.i.+rt sleeve was fluttering in the wind.

The young man arrived at Ye Qian’s side and nodded faintly and greeted, “Boss!”

Ye Qian smiled faintly and reached out to give him a hug, saying excitedly, “What brings you here?”

“Ran-jie is here so I came with her.” The youth replied.

“Ran-jie is also here?” Ye Qian suddenly felt a headache and couldn’t help knitting his brows.

The youth turned and saw Mo Long. He reached out and gave Mo Long a hug then said, “It’s been a while.”

“Yeah, been awhile.” Mo Long tightly held the youth in an embrace and said.

In the Wolf Fang, this young man was somebody Ye Qian always felt guilty over. Ye Qian was always full of guilt and self-blame regarding him. The young man was called Wu Huan Feng, nickname Flying Sky Wolf, an expert in throwing knives. It could be said that in his hands the knives had a life of their own. His arm was cut by Ye Qian.

Ye Qian could distinctly remember, that night, Wu Huan Feng came from outside covered in blood, his whole arm severed from the shoulder, blood covered his whole body. When he saw Ye Qian, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth and from his chest he pulled out a red dagger and pa.s.sed it to him and said, “I brought Bloodwave back for you.”

Ye Qian had gently stroked the blade of Bloodwave, tears continued to fall down his face. For a dagger, Wu Huan Feng had lost his arm. For a soldier, for a mercenary that could encounter danger at any time, losing an arm was like losing their life. Wu Huan Feng had smiled faintly and said, “Only an arm, even without it I still won’t lose to anybody, like before.” Wu Huan Feng had achieved this. Even without his left arm, his throwing knife skills was still as perfect as before. Even in close-quarter combat he wouldn’t lose to anybody in the Wolf Fang.

Bloodwave, it was dagger that was not made of copper or iron. Until now, n.o.body could figure out the material of the blade. Any metal detectors used on it did not produce a reaction, this was why Ye Qian could easily pa.s.s the safety check whenever he needed to ride a plane and bring Bloodwave with him. This dagger was originally in a British museum in Britain, Ye Qian accidentally came across it. He liked how the dagger looked like warm blood was circulating through it, complete with a faint trace of coldness. Even though Ye Qian’s expression did not change much when he saw it, Wu Huan Feng, who as following beside Ye Qian, could feel that Ye Qian liked Bloodwave very much. So that night he snuck into the British museum and stole the thousand-year old Bloodwave. But that night he encountered the Special Forces Support Group (SFSG) of the British Armed Forces, who were carrying out a mission nearby.

In Britain, the SFSG was a special force made up of different military groups. The members were from the army and the Royal Navy. Whether in terms of marksmans.h.i.+p or single-army operations, they were not to be looked down on.

Even though Wu Huan Feng was able to use his own ability to escape the SFSG’s pursuit, he still lost his left arm. Afterwards, after Wu Huan Feng’s injuries recovered, Ye Qian did not give him any more dangerous mission. He transferred him to be the bodyguard of the person in charge of the Clear Sky Conglomerate, Song Ran.

“When did you get here? How come you didn’t notify us. I would have liked to welcome you.” Ye Qian grumbled.

“Ran-jie wanted to give you a surprise.” Wu Huan Feng said, “We haven’t been here long. Jack told us that you and Mo Long were here so I came.”

Ye Qian nodded faintly and sighed in a gloomy manner, “Why did Ran-jie come? How troublesome.”