Chapter 1142 - Untitled (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“You like this car too?” Prince leaned over. “You have a good eye, there aren’t many models in the country, I wonder who it belongs to. How could he have driven it here?”

the youngster remained silent. She reached out to caress her nose as she took another glance at the Lamborghini.

Hunter turned over, his arms folded around his chest and brows arched. “It belongs to our captain, you both better stay away or be prepared to pay.”

“Captain?” the youngster’s eyes deepened.

Hunter didn’t bother turning around. “You’ll be able to see him after surviving three days.”

Prince didn’t seem interested as anyone who could drive a sports car into base camp definitely had a formidable background.

As compared to the captain, he was more intrigued by this black little fellow. But he hadn’t expected the youngster to be so unfriendly despite it being their first meeting. He had really taken all the beef away, with the word, “Payment.”

Prince bit down on his big mantou. He took several bites of vegetables and comforted himself that having vegetables was better than going hungry.

The earliest recruits after the youngster and Prince arrived half an hour later. Of course, there were some who reached after two hours.

Hunter didn’t waste any time. “Those that are late can return using the same route, those that arrived within two hours, come with me.”

Those that remained weren’t ecstatic and those that left weren’t that disappointed since this was before training had even begun. What sort of missions were they doing for the selection to be this stringent?

No one knew the specifics but many could already predict the torturous, life threatening missions they would be sent on. Those that were late were denied dinner. They had assumed everyone was the same until they saw the youngster caressing her stomach on her way out of the canteen.

One of them looked at her in confusion. Didn’t they begin at the same time? How did they arrive so early?!

Prince finally understood how it was like for others to watch him with envy. Indeed, it was satisfying. But why did he feel like a fraud?

Before he could continue his act, the person beside him prepared to leave.

“Ah? Where are you going?” Even though he was a fraud, it was better than nothing.

The youngster stuffed a hand into her pocket. “I’m going to walk around.”

“We have to gather soon.” Prince frowned. “How can you walk around?”

The youngster didn’t turn back, disappearing in a few steps.

Prince wanted to call her but it was useless. Fortunately, the little group leader that fetched them was still eating in the canteen. If he saw that scene, he would definitely teach the youngster another lesson. But where did he go? Acting so mysteriously.

She went to the Lamborghini that was parked under the tree. The car was parked there less than three days ago but no one dared to come close since everyone in the camp knew it was a car that could speak.

The moment someone touched the car doors, the car would automatically start up followed by a piercing alarm.

In less than a minute, their boss would be standing in front of them. The consequence… trying once had been enough.

The youngster arched a brow, reaching out her left hand. The moment the car felt someone approach, the navigation system perked up, prepared to sound the alarm. But at this moment, someone spoke, “I like you, Qin Mo.”

“Password correct, verbal verification begins…” The navigation system perked up once more. After the verification, the car shook. “Master?!” Was it hacked? It wasn’t possible to hear his master in such a place. Little Blackie turned on his headlights and started to check its system. It was afraid someone had planted a virus in it.

The youngster casually continued with another sentence. With that, Little Blackie was certain it was his master. “Not bad, you’re pretty clean, it seems like you don’t need another wash.” That was right, this youngster was Bo Jiu in disguise.

The navigation system perked up, its speed comparable to a human. “Master, what are you doing here? Are you here to get me? Even though your little Vixen treats me rather well, there isn’t a day I go by without missing you. I thought he would throw me away in America but he ended up shipping me over here. I checked the location and it’s way too far from America for me to go back by myself. Master, there is something I have to tell you, your Little Vixen isn’t a little vixen at all, he is a devil incarnate, you have no idea…”

Little Blackie had more to say but Bo Jiu cut it off. “Someone is here.”

Little Blackie immediately stopped speaking, its navigation system turning into a motionless straight line. Even its headlines had dimmed to when he hadn’t been activated.

It was Hunter, the soldier who had brought Bo Jiu’s bunch into the campsite. He glanced at her once before turning towards the Lamborghini, his brows knitted. “I knew you weren’t going to behave, I don’t care which department you came from but it isn’t the same here. You better listen to your bosses or prepare to be tossed out regardless of your background or where you came from.”

Little Blackie wanted to move but Bo Jiu bent over to tie her shoelaces as she answered, “Okay.”

Her feet were placed at Little Blackie’s tyre. Little Blackie immediately understood her intentions and remained stationary.

“Seems like I’ll have to hold a meeting for the new recruits.” Hunter signaled for Bo Jiu to leave.

Bo Jiu didn’t say anything, smiling when she brushed past him.

Hunter prepared himself for her words but all the youngster gave him was a side glance. F*ck! It felt as though he didn’t have any authority.

But the youngster hadn’t done anything against his principles. Ah, he was infuriated! Hunter cursed internally but even then, as a special forces soldier, he managed to notice something.

The Lamborghini was quieter than usual. Did the black little fellow just take a look? He didn’t touch it at all? Hunter muttered to himself.

The navigation system perked up. It didn’t say anything but the waves were saying, “The black little fellow you were referring to is my master, he can touch me all she wants, she can even drive me away!”

Master must have entered the camp because of him. It had originally assumed his master had forgotten about him. This was so touching.

The Lamborghini lit up his headlights in excitement. Just as he lit it up for the second time, a tall and lean figure walked over.

Just as Hunter was still deep in contemplation, the figure placed his palms on the car, his features clear and distinct. He wore his uniform, looking smart and sharp, with a hint of coldness. It was Qin Mo. “How did your 10-kilometer run with weights end up here?”

Hunter stiffened, he turned and did a perfect bow. “Boss.”

“You touched Little Blackie?” Qin Mo glanced over the car headlights, his eyes narrowing.