America: John Wick 1924

Chapter 47 Dressed in finery, I'll send you off to your funeral!

Those spectators who were just shouting "Kill the Qing bugs!" are now all terrified and in a daze.

Looking up, the audience was filled with rows and rows of astonished faces, a truly spectacular sight.

In the VIP section, Harrington looked as if he had witnessed a supernatural event; his face was drained of color, he was speechless, and he didn't even realize that the cigar in his mouth had fallen into his crotch.

The more shocked he was, the happier Nekoyashiki was standing beside him.

With her eyebrows curved and her cheeks full of smiles, she cast a satisfied and admiring glance at Li Yu, who had won the competition brilliantly.

The referee and medical staff rushed to Donald's side to check on his condition.

After performing a quick check on Donald, the medical staff shook their heads at the referee.

Despite looking incredulous, the referee still truthfully reported the result of the match to all the spectators present.

"The Blue team has been stunned and is incapacitated! I declare the Red team the winner!"

After saying that, the referee grabbed Li Yu's right hand and raised it high.

Nekoyashiki and Hitachi Nene, who were in the VIP section, were the first to applaud.

Led by the two of them, scattered applause gradually broke out at the scene.

In America today, there are still too few people willing to applaud Chinese people—of course, part of the reason is that many viewers are still stunned by Li Yu's sharp attack and haven't recovered for a long time.

However, Li Yu didn't care about this.

Having successfully completed his mission, he now only wants to meet Nekoyashiki as soon as possible to collect his reward.

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VIP Seating

"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!"

Harrington screamed in agony and quickly brushed the cigar off his crotch.

Although only a few seconds had passed, the burning cigar had already burned a small hole through his crotch.

The cat-themed shopkeeper asked with feigned concern:

"Mr. Harrington, are you alright?"

"I, I'm fine..."

Harrington's arrogant expression vanished... At this moment, his facial expression was dominated by intense embarrassment.

"Ha, ha... Miss Cat, your contestant... is indeed impressive. I need to change my pants, excuse me!"

Having said that, he hurriedly got up and fled outside as if escaping.

However, he had only taken two steps when he was stopped by the cat house in a joking tone:
"Mr. Harrington, have you forgotten something?"

"Huh? W-what?"

Nekoyashiki stretched out his right hand to him, bent his five fingers, and made a gesture that said "Give it to me quickly."

"Where is my ten thousand dollars? Mr. Harrington, as one of the leading figures in San Francisco, you wouldn't be so shameless as to default on your contract, would you?"

Harrington choked, his face turning pale and then flushed.

"This...this is natural...how could I possibly break the contract..."

After gritting his teeth and saying this, he took out a pen and a checkbook from his pocket, quickly wrote a check for "ten thousand dollars", tore it off, and then threw it at Nekoyashiki as if it were a hot potato.

Nekoyashiki gently raised her jade-like arm, extending the index and middle fingers of her right hand to steadily hold the check in mid-air.

“Mr. Harrington, thank you for your generosity. If there are similar betting opportunities in the future, please feel free to come to me again. Such an easy way to make money is rare these days.”

Nekoyashiki's taunts caused Harrington's face to turn a deep purplish-red in an instant.

He didn’t care about a mere ten thousand dollars—but having to pay ten thousand dollars to Nekoyashiki made him feel worse than losing a hundred thousand dollars!
However, having lost the bet—and lost badly at that—he had no confidence to speak tough.

He didn't want to stay there for even a second longer, so he could only feign composure and give a cold snort before leading his large group of bodyguards and entourage in a hasty escape.

Nekoyashiki and Hitachi Nene quietly watched them leave, then exchanged a glance—they both saw smiles on each other's faces, smiles that were exceptionally happy.

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About half an hour later—

On the cat-themed car—

Hitagi Nene was in charge of driving, while Li Yu and Nekoyashiki sat side by side in the back seat.

"Mr. Li, that was a brilliant win!"

Nekoyashiki patted Li Yu on the shoulder with a cheerful laugh.

"I haven't been this happy in ages! Oh, I really want to show you that guy's face—it looks like he's eaten shit! Hahahaha!"

She clapped her hands and laughed without any regard for her image.

"I can't help but sigh," said Chōtachi Nene, sitting in the driver's seat.

"Master Nekoyashiki, you mustn't utter such obscene words."

Li Yu said calmly:
"Miss Cat, I have completed your task, so..."

Before Li Yu could finish speaking, Nekoyashiki nodded knowingly.

“I understand, I understand. ‘Credit’ is the foundation of an ‘intelligence broker’.”

"I will definitely do what I promise."

"Don't worry, I'll get your ID documents ready as quickly as possible, and I'll also find a white man with a red skull tattoo on his neck for you as soon as possible."

"As for information about the Black Robe Patrol... I can tell you their meeting place right now."

Li Yu raised an eyebrow:

"Miss Cat, have you investigated the Black Robe Patrol Group before?"

Nekoyashiki slowly said:

“I hate racists, so when the Black Robe Patrol first caused trouble, I sent people to investigate their background.”

"They hold regular gatherings every Saturday night, and all members attend."

"The meeting place is located at 17 Leighton Street."

Li Yu frowned:

"Saturday night? Isn't that tonight?"

Nekoyashiki Kanji:
"Yes, tonight."

She paused deliberately at this point, then added in a meaningful tone:
"Mr. Li, you are really lucky."

Li Yu lowered his eyelids, cleverly concealing the meaningful look in his eyes.

"...Miss Cat, thank you for your information, it was a great help."

"Don't mention it, this is the reward you deserve."

After saying that, Li Yu let out a long breath, tilted his head back, leaned against the soft leather chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

Nekoyashiki fell silent, turning his head to watch the rapidly receding street scene outside the window.

After a brief silence, Li Yu suddenly seemed to remember something, abruptly opened his eyes, and said to Nekoyashiki:
"Miss Cat, may I buy a dress from you?"

The unexpected and strange question startled Nekoyashiki, but she immediately switched to "business mode" as if by conditioned reflex, and said with a beaming smile:
"Of course. Since we're in business, how could we refuse customers who come to us? What kind of clothes do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy a black suit to wear to a funeral."

Nekoyashiki blinked:
Are you attending a funeral soon?

Li Yu slightly curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a half-smile:

"Roughly the same.

"The education I received from childhood did not allow me to be a rude person."

"Since you're going to attend someone's funeral, you should at least wear formal attire."

(End of this chapter)