The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Finally, he seized an opening, quickly turned around, and sprinted towards the path. Just then, a man in black suddenly turned around, seemingly having heard the slight noise, and chased after him.

"There he is! Grab him!" the man in black shouted, his voice echoing through the alley. The other men in black reacted instantly and rushed forward.

Huang Feipeng ran frantically, weaving through narrow paths, finally shaking off the men in black in the darkness. His pace slowed, and he leaned against a damp wall, panting slightly, cold sweat trickling down his face. He wiped it away, a vague sense of exhaustion creeping in. He realized that perhaps he'd been eating too much lately, putting a strain on his body. For the past few days, to maintain his strength, he'd been eating large meals at almost every meal, even indulging in extra snacks more than once. He usually controlled his diet; this was quite unusual for him.

"Have I really... eaten this much lately?" Huang Feipeng muttered to himself, a bitter smile creeping onto his lips. He was usually quite disciplined with his appetite, disliking excessive indulgence. Perhaps the pressure of constantly being on the run had overwhelmed him, causing him to unconsciously seek solace in food. This realization made him slightly self-deprecating, yet he couldn't help but marvel at how human instincts could subtly change in such extreme circumstances, without even him realizing it.

However, this was not the time for self-deprecation. He looked around warily, making sure there were no more pursuers before he felt a little relieved. Although he felt somewhat heavy, he knew he needed to find a safe place to rest and completely calm himself down.

"Feipeng, this can't go on." He silently warned himself, taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down. He had been running in the shadows of this city for far too long; if he couldn't even maintain his physical condition, it would be a fatal oversight. Food could indeed bring him a brief sense of comfort, but this comfort was fraught with traps, hidden and dangerous.

"I must exercise restraint and not be tempted by momentary comfort," he murmured to himself, his words carrying a firm resolve of self-discipline. Thinking of this, he closed his eyes slightly, his mind filled with images of the traps laid to find him, the elusive men in black, and the cold-blooded, phantom-like woman. He had no time for indulgence, nor the means to pursue comfort.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from not far behind him. Huang Feipeng turned around quickly, his heart leaping, his eyes instantly sharpening like knives. A figure slowly emerged from the shadows at the end of the alley, its steps light and movements fluid, like an elegant yet deadly predator. He narrowed his eyes; a familiar aura wafted over him, instantly recognizing the person—it was Phantom!

"Hmph, how long do you intend to hide?" Phantom spoke slowly, a cold smile playing on her lips. Her gaze was as venomous as a viper in the night, carrying an unfathomable threat.

Huang Feipeng's breathing was slightly rapid, but he quickly regained his composure, looked at her calmly, and said coldly, "Phantom, it seems you really are a persistent ghost."

The Phantom gently stroked her arm, her mockery undisguised: "This isn't some persistent ghost, it's my duty. You should understand that since you've chosen this path, you must bear all the consequences." Her tone was cold and calm, yet carried a chilling sense of oppression.

Huang Feipeng gritted his teeth secretly. Although he was somewhat shaken, he showed no fear on his face. "Ha, duty? I think you just like this hunter's game. For you, killing is a pleasure, not a so-called responsibility."

Phantom smiled noncommittally, her expression still indifferent. "No matter what, you can't escape today. Feipeng, you're tired of running anyway, so you might as well accept your fate and save me the trouble."

Huang Feipeng's heart sank. He secretly mobilized all the strength within his body. Although he felt somewhat heavy, his eyes grew even more resolute. He knew that the woman before him would not let him off easily, and he had to do his best to delay and find a way out. He shifted his feet slightly, quietly adjusting his posture, preparing to escape quickly when the other party was slightly off guard.

The Phantom seemed to sense his intention, her eyes narrowed, and she sneered, "Still trying to escape? You're really stubborn. Too bad, your little tricks won't work on me."

"Want to give it a try?" Huang Feipeng retorted coldly, a hint of provocation in his eyes. He knew that only by enraging Meiying and causing her to lose control of her emotions would he have a chance to find a glimmer of hope.

Phantom frowned, clearly provoked by his provocation, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face. "Huang Feipeng, I advise you not to treat me like one of those ordinary people. My patience is limited, and if you really don't know what's good for you, you'll probably pay a higher price."

Huang Feipeng sneered and slowly said, "The price? Phantom, I know you're ruthless, but do you really think you can completely subdue me by yourself?"

Phantom's expression froze, a ruthless glint flashing in her eyes. "I know you're a tough opponent, but I have other methods. Don't think your struggles will make me give up, Fei Peng. This game has only just begun." Her tone carried a dangerous certainty, as if she already knew that no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape her grasp.

"Is that so? Then let's give it a try." Huang Feipeng smiled calmly, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes. The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted his strength, pushed off with both legs, and quickly turned around and rushed to the other side of the alley. Almost instantly, his figure disappeared from Phantom's sight.

Phantom frowned slightly, seemingly surprised, but quickly regained her composure and sneered, "You're quite fast. However, Flying Peng, you should understand that this kind of escape has no end." She quickly chased after him, her steps as light as the wind, closely following behind him like an invisible shadow that she could never shake off.

Huang Feipeng raced through the night, his heart pounding with tension. He knew that Meiying wouldn't give up easily, and this chase was destined to be endless, just as she had said. But even so, he wouldn't give up. He still had unfinished business, too many obsessions, and he wouldn't allow himself to fall at this moment.

As he walked, his steps grew heavier, his body feeling strained from the excessive food he had eaten. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay alert, adjusting his breathing, and trying to make his steps more steady. He knew that the shadowy figure was following closely behind, and the slightest carelessness would give her an opening. Even in this extreme state, his will to survive grew stronger, and he silently encouraged himself, "Huang Feipeng, don't stop, you must persevere!"