337 Sacrificial Pawn ? (1/2)

A vein popped out in her neck when she heard Zhao Yao's response as she answered, ”There's no one else I care about inside that place. My only wish is to save my sister and destroy this bunch of stupid scammers.”

”Oh.” Zhao Yao nodded his head and accepted another mission to destroy the fraudulent organization. He immediately took his leave when he realized the exclamation mark had disappeared from her head.

Sonia felt a wave of disappointment washing over her as she watched Zhao Yao leaving with despondency. She should never have placed all her hopes on a lunatic.

After rounds of questioning, Zhao Yao had already developed his efficient and unique modus operandi to elicit the missions from them. Naturally, he gravitated to the next nearest exclamation mark which belonged to Priest Yang, ”Do you have any friends or relatives trapped inside that place?”

Fear crossed his face as Priest Yang answered, ”I am here on a request to save a dear friend of mine.”

”Hmph,” Zhao Yao's head continued nodding along to Priest Yang's words before he clarified, ”What's your friend's name? Can you describe his appearance? I'll try to rescue him while I'm inside.”

Priest Yang let out a sigh of despair before responding, ”It's okay. You going in alone to collect intel is already dangerous enough. How can I ever bother you with another mission?”

In Priest Yang's eyes, this crazy man was the quintessential cannon fodder about to meet his demise. His only job was to distract the opponents from the actual team collecting intel. This was his one-way ticket to hell and he had no chance of escaping.

Zhao Yao threw his hand in the air to stop Priest Yang from continuing, ”It's no trouble at all. This is as easy as stealing a candy from a kid. You just have to provide me with information about that person trapped inside. I guarantee to bring him back here safely.”

Priest Yang finally relented after Zhao Yao's non-stop pestering. He thought that there was no harm in sharing information with a person about to meet his death.

”Xiao Ming?” This piqued Zhao Yao's curiosity, ”In that case, I'm not the only person he reached out for help. Actually, they do know each other and it's only natural for him to ask as many people for help as possible …”

Suddenly, Zhao Yao's pupils constricted together as a glint flashed across his eyes, ”This is bad. If they are also here to save Xiao Ming, this will compromise my mission's success. I cannot let them succeed!”

A muscle in his jaw twitched as his mouth set in a hard line. Zhao Yao had never expected to meet a competitor here.

Priest Yang was somewhat taken aback when he noticed Zhao Yao staring at him with a pair of vicious eyes.

With his eyes glued on Priest Yang, Zhao Yao concluded, ”I cannot allow this stupid man steal the reward from under my nose.”

With the thought lingering in his head, he slid Priest Yang another glare of contempt until he left.

Zhao Yao proceeded to Master Mao next. As expected, he was also here at Xiao Ming's behest.

Similarly, Zhao Yao slid Master Mao a long hard glare before taking his leave.

Soon after, Master Mao met Priest Yang at the corner of the room and began to discuss Zhao Yao's somewhat baffling behavior at lengths.

”Just ignore him. Anyway, he is simply a pawn that we are sacrificing for the greater good. The key lies in the carefully selected apostles that were going to sneak into the place.”

”That's true. I truly hope that they can successfully collect some useful information.”

These two sly brats had never pinned much hope on Zhao Yao's abilities. They simply regarded him as a cannon fodder to distract the enemies from their opponents. Zhao Yao's eventual sacrifice was all part of the plan.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yao's eyes remained glued to these two men as he whispered to himself, ”Porn Tsunami1, Porn Tsunami, Porn Tsunami …”

A gleam flashed across Master Mao's eyes in the midst of his discussion with Priest Yang.

Even though he was looking at Priest Yang, a series of provocative and tempting images started to flood his mind. He felt the blood rushing through his body, charging towards his groin as a throbbing sensation erupted.

”How can this happen …” Sweat started beading his forehead as his heart pounded furiously against his chest, ”Don't tell me that I'm …”

He bent his body forward in an attempt to conceal the embarrassing protrusion.

He broke out in a series of award laughs before explaining, ”D*mn it. It's that stupid tummy ache again.”