The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

The Second Hall Master snorted coldly: "You still have some conscience. Stop thinking about it, the opportunity is here."

"What opportunity?" Huangmao asked curiously.

"Go undercover in the Niguang Hall." The second hall master said sternly, "You are smart and no one knows you, so it's most appropriate to arrange you to be by Chen Yifan's side and keep an eye on him."

Huang Mao was stunned on the spot: "Master, you are not kidding, right? Being an undercover agent is like giving up your life, isn't it?"

"Nonsense!"

The Second Hall Master slammed the table and said, "This is a great job! Chen Yifan has made a mistake recently, and Master Bai is quite dissatisfied with him. Although his freedom has not been restricted, he is still in the observation period. We must seize the opportunity, find faults even if there are none, and completely destroy him!"

Huang Mao was so nervous that he kept swallowing his saliva. "This is not good. After all, Chen Yifan is the hall master. He must be very good at judging people. If I go over there rashly, I will be found out immediately."

The Second Hall Master rolled his eyes and said, "Tsk! Can't you test him first? Do you need me to teach you this? Let me tell you, if this is done, I will be the First Hall Master, and the position of Deputy Hall Master will be yours!"

"Really?" Huangmao's eyes lit up instantly. The position of deputy hall master was his dream position.

"Of course!" The Second Hall Master took a puff of his cigar, "As long as you complete the task and allow me to smoothly take over the Niguang Hall, I will promote you immediately!"

Huang Mao gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind: "Okay, I'll go!"

He came out of the Second Hall Master's office, got on the second-hand Volkswagen without stopping, and sped towards the direction of Niguang Hall.

The car stopped at an alley a hundred meters away from the back door of Niguangtang. Huangmao deliberately chose a corner covered by a surveillance blind spot, with the front of the car facing outward to facilitate preparations for evacuation.

The back door is hidden next to the freight passage of the underground parking lot. The dark gray bulletproof door is inlaid with an iris recognition device. Next to it stand two half-human-high obsidian Pixiu statues with dark red stains on the base.

Huangmao bent down and looked around vigilantly three times before he took out his pass card from his pocket and quickly swiped it across the sensing area. The moment the door opened, cold air with the smell of leather and blood hit him in the face.

He walked stealthily through the corridor. The electronic screen at the corner suddenly lit up. The infrared scanner swept over him. After confirming his identity, the heavy soundproof door slowly opened.

After going through two winding corridors, they finally found Chen Yifan's office. Huangmao took a deep breath, wiped the cold sweat off his pants with his hands, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Chen Yifan's voice came from inside.

Huangmao gently pushed open half of the door.

In the office, Chen Yifan leaned on the crocodile leather chair with a cigarette between his fingers. When he saw him come in, he pointed at the leather sofa opposite with his chin.

"Hey, hello, Brother Chen!" The yellow-haired man grinned, "You are amazing! The second hall master called me today and said he wanted to send me to work undercover here!"

As he spoke, he closed the door with his backhand, sat down and continued: "You told me the other day that newcomers are easily used as pawns, but I didn't quite believe it. Hey! It turned out that you guessed it right!"

Chen Yifan pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile: "The Second Hall Master has that little brain, what else can he come up with except sending a new target like you who can't even hold a gun steadily? Did he also tell you that he would promote you after the success?"

"Hey! Yes, yes, yes!" Huang Mao slapped his thigh excitedly, "Brother Chen, you even know this? The Second Hall Master said that as long as I keep a close eye on you and find faults with you to bring down Niguang Hall, he will become the Grand Hall Master and the Deputy Hall Master will be mine."

Chen Yifan flicked the ash off his cigarette and sneered, "Humph! What a fool! I have been fighting with him for so long, and I can figure out all his tricks with my eyes closed.

If you want to know how these two got together, you have to start from three days ago.

Because of Jin Mu's matter, Huangmao begged the Second Hall Master every day to let the two of them meet again. However, the Second Hall Master did not take a small character like Huangmao seriously at all. After several times, he had Huangmao pinned down and beaten up.

On his way home from get off work in the evening, Huangmao felt more and more aggrieved and angry as he drove on the road. The grown man actually started to cry, his tears blurred his vision, and he ran a red light without noticing.

At this moment, a pedestrian suddenly appeared on the road. Huangmao reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes. The tires made a harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground. The car stopped only half a meter away from the pedestrian, thus avoiding a car accident.

The person he almost hit was Chen Yifan. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the front of the car, opened the door, grabbed the yellow-haired man by the collar, and dragged him off the seat.

Although Huang Mao had never dealt with Chen Yifan, he had seen his photo because he was the mortal enemy of his own hall master. He recognized him on the spot and shouted:

"Brother Chen! Brother Chen! We are all family. I am from the Second Hall Master's side!"

It would have been fine if Huang Mao hadn't said that he was from the Second Hall Master's side, but when he said that, Chen Yifan got even angrier. In his eyes, the Second Hall Master was a despicable person who would do anything to get what he wanted, and naturally, people related to him were no good either.

He swung his fist and was about to hit Huangmao in the face, but the sound of the wind caused by his fist made Huangmao subconsciously close his eyes.

However, the expected pain did not come. The yellow-haired man opened his eyes cautiously and saw Chen Yifan's fist hanging a few centimeters in front of his face.

Chen Yifan looked at the tears on his face, his red eyes, and his miserable appearance. In the end, he didn't have the heart to kill him. He just threw Huangmao on the side of the road in a bad mood and asked in a bad tone: "What happened? Why are you crying like this?"

Huangmao sat down on the curb and started sobbing again. He choked up as he recounted the whole story.

Chen Yifan listened with a frown on his face, then kicked the yellow-haired man in the butt. Although his tone was still fierce, he no longer had the murderous intent in his voice:

"Men don't shed tears easily. How can you not cry?" He paused and said, "If you follow me, I will find a way to get your good brother out of the Tianyan Society."

Huang Mao raised his head suddenly, not believing what he heard, "Brother Chen, are you telling the truth?"

After receiving a positive answer, Huang Mao knelt down excitedly on the spot: "Brother Chen, as long as you can rescue my brother, I am willing to work like a cow or a horse for you!"

Chen Yifan reached out and pulled the yellow-haired man up, patting him on the shoulder: "Alright, stop doing these empty things. From now on, you are my man. Stay with the Second Hall Master and notify me as soon as there is any news."

Just like that, the two hit it off, and Huangmao became a double agent.

The night was thick and dark, and in the deep mountains and old forests, one could occasionally hear one or two shrill wolf howls, which was eerie and terrifying. Jin Mu walked out of the forest with a sad face, looking back every step he took, and sighing with worry.

When he returned to the city, although it was almost midnight, the prosperous area was still brightly lit, and the streets were still busy with traffic and the hustle and bustle was unabated.

Jin Mu was walking with a frown on his face, feeling heavy-hearted, when suddenly a horn sounded behind him.

A black SUV slowly stopped beside him, the window rolled down, Chen Yifan, holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked him up and down, then grinned after a moment:

"It's true that arriving at the right time is worse than arriving early. I've been looking for you all day, but I didn't expect to run into you here. Get in the car!"