"Meiying, this is the third failure!"
The man stood up and walked towards Meiying, his sinister gaze unreservedly lingering on Meiying's tall and hot figure. "The organization has already warned you. If this assassination fails, you will be punished by the organization, and even eliminated!"
Facing the man named Cai Qiang, Meiying's pretty face turned cold. "This has nothing to do with you."
"Heh heh..."
Cai Qiang chuckled. He looked at Meiying's pretty figure and pert buttocks, his eyes leering. He said sinisterly, "Meiying, I can actually help you. I can conceal this assassination failure from the organization and get you another chance!"
Meiying turned her head, her sharp eyes locking onto Cai Qiang. How could she not know what he was scheming?
"Of course, you have to spend the night with me..."
Before Cai Qiang could finish speaking, Meiying's gun was already pressed against his head. "Believe it or not, I'll have the organization send a different contact person!"
"No, no, no..."
Cai Qiang raised his hands and took two steps back. After all, he knew that these assassins were ruthless killers.
"Get lost."
Meiying's face was grim. She coldly hissed.
"Alright, then I can only report your situation to the organization truthfully."
Cai Qiang chuckled, a look of regret in his eyes, and turned to leave.
Meiying's pretty face was dark, and she trembled slightly with anger. The hand holding the pistol fell powerlessly. She thought about the hellish torment she had endured since childhood, finally becoming a qualified assassin step by step...
However, behind it all were those devils controlling everything, treating them as mere killing machines, never considering their inner thoughts.
Meiying, who had long been tired of all this, had always wanted to break free from their control, yearning to live a peaceful life like a normal woman...
But Meiying knew that killing tools like them could not escape the grasp of those people. If you were useless, they would kill you without mercy and dump your body in the wilderness to feed stray dogs.
Therefore, Meiying could only allow them to control her, obey their commands, and assassinate various targets again and again...
She thought she would never escape such a fate, but tonight, the man's words seemed to deeply stimulate that sliver of hope within Meiying's heart, igniting it like a candlewick.
Perhaps, this was her only chance to escape the fate of being controlled by so many people!
The next morning, Wan Yunting habitually woke up early. After returning from his morning run, his second sister-in-law was already preparing breakfast.
After going upstairs to wash up and change, he went to Wan'er's room to wake her up, help her with her toiletries, and then they went downstairs. His second brother, who was already up, and Wang Mengyao were also there. After everyone finished breakfast, Wan Yunting prepared to go to the hospital, only to find that there was no car.
Because his second brother's family only had two cars: one was the Toyota sedan that had been wrecked last night, and the other was the Mercedes sedan that Wan Dongming was currently driving.
"Brother Yunting, you can take my sports car."
Wang Mengyao took out the key to her Ferrari sports car. "I'll ride with Brother-in-law to the company. Anyway, this car has been in the garage, and I haven't driven it in a long time. You can take it."
"No need, this car is too flashy. It's not suitable for me, a doctor."
Wan Yunting smiled and waved his hand. He was about to show off, but he would have driven the Bugatti sports car that Jiang Wenhao had given him.
"I'll take a taxi to the hospital first. I'll buy a car for commuting at noon."
Wan Yunting waved his hand and got into his second brother's car to leave the villa community. He got out of the car and hailed a taxi, heading directly to Southern Hospital.
He had no classes today, so Wan Yunting came to work at the hospital.
As soon as he returned to his clinic and put on his white coat, Fang Yanxi called, asking about last night's events...
Because Lin Si had returned and told Fang Yanxi and the others about last night's events, she called to ask with concern if Wan Yunting had been injured...
Sunshine Community in the 1980s.
"Mom, we're back."
Ma Zhendong, along with his wife Liu Yajie and son Ma Jinghao, returned. Because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival today, the whole family had the day off.
"Oh my, my precious grandson is back." Huang Xiue walked out and was very happy to see her grandson.
Ma Zhendong placed the mooncakes distributed by his unit on the table. He looked around. Liu Yajie asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"
"Your dad is downstairs playing chess with some people."
As soon as her husband was mentioned, Huang Xiue became annoyed. "That stubborn old man complained about his back hurting last night, and he ran out again early this morning."
"Back pain?"
Ma Zhendong and Liu Yajie were startled. "Is it serious? Should we take him to Southern Hospital to see Yunting?"
"He said it's nothing. How would I know if his back hurts or not?"
Huang Xiue rolled her eyes and said. When Wan Yunting was mentioned, she immediately said, "Zhendong, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today. Why don't we invite Xiao Wan over for dinner?"
"Mom, people want to celebrate the festival too, you know," Ma Zhendong said.
Liu Yajie said, "We can ask him to come over now, and he can take a look at Dad's back. We'll have dinner together at noon."
"Yes, yes, ask Xiao Wan to come for dinner at noon, and I'll prepare the dishes," Huang Xiue said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll call him now."
Ma Zhendong nodded, took out his phone to make a call, and went downstairs to find his father, Ma Jianguo, to ask him about his back.
At this time, Wan Yunting, in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department of the hospital, had just finished seeing a patient when his phone rang. Seeing that it was Ma Zhendong, he picked it up and said, "Hello, Old Ma, what's up?"
"Are you free now? Come over for lunch, and take a look at the old man's back. He said his back hurt last night." Ma Zhendong, who was going downstairs, walked towards the small park in the community. From a distance, he saw his father playing chess with a group of old men.
"The old man's back hurts."
"Yes, come over now, and have lunch. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival today," Ma Zhendong said.
"Okay, I'll be there later."
Wan Yunting nodded, hung up the phone, and went to find Director Li...
Ma Zhendong put his phone back into his pocket and walked towards the pavilion in the small park. Just at the entrance outside, he saw two people walking in, Han Anhong and his son Han Yutang. Han Yutang was carrying large bags and boxes of gifts, including mooncakes and tea, and they were also heading towards the pavilion. From a distance, he smiled and called out, "Old Ma, playing chess?"
Ma Jianguo, who was playing chess, heard the sound and turned his head. He saw Han Anhong walking towards him with a smiling face, and his brow furrowed. He thought to himself, "Why is this old boy here!"
"Heh heh, Old Ma, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I specially asked Yutang to prepare a few boxes of mooncakes and tea for you to try..." Han Anhong said with a bowed and flattered smile.
Even though he was the former mayor and majestic in front of others, compared to a big shot like Ma Jianguo, he was nothing.
"Eat it..."
With a "pa da," Ma Jianguo ignored Han Anhong beside him and continued playing chess.
This made the father and son a little awkward. But Han Anhong, with a smiling face, bowed his body and stood beside Ma Jianguo. Even if his waist was uncomfortable, he endured it, as his purpose today was for his second son's future.
"Checkmate!"
Finally, Ma Jianguo captured the opponent's piece with one move, causing his chess friend to complain, "Old Ma, aren't you cheating? You've already taken back two moves."
"Hey, you old rascal, how did I take back moves?" Ma Jianguo shamelessly pointed at his chess friend and provoked, "If you're not convinced, let's play another game!"
"Let's play, but this time I absolutely won't let you take back moves..."
Saying that, the two old men began to set up the chessboard again, leaving Han Anhong and his son to stand awkwardly and smile apologetically.