Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

"Hey, what are you two doing in broad daylight?"

When Hong Jie swaggered in, he saw this shocking scene on the sofa. Although Yao Gongyue was nestled in Hong Jin's arms, her dazzling white back and alluring butterfly-shaped shoulder blades were enough to make one's blood boil.

Hong Jin quickly draped his coat over the person in his arms, stood up, and left only the words, "If there's a next time, get back to Phnom Penh."

"This is the living room—" Before Hong Jie could finish speaking, the man had already carried the person, who was wrapped up tightly, upstairs.

The man ran his rough, short hair through his hands, then lit a cigarette in frustration. "It's fucking hot today!"

***

The news of Prince Hagnau's death reached Hong Jin that evening. When Wu Meng called, Hong Jin and Hong Jie were in the study discussing the establishment of the "Blade Special Forces Team".

"Hello! Meng!" He tapped the answer button with his handsome fingers and spoke seriously.

"Ah Jin, Hagnau is dead, I sniped him myself! How about that, pretty bro, right?" Wu Meng's deep, magnetic voice rang out.

Hong Jin and Hong Jie exchanged a glance. "Are you sure?"

“Yes! I verified their identity before taking action, so there’s no mistake, but…” Wu Meng hesitated for two seconds.

“I wanted to see if he was supporting anyone, so I didn’t shoot him in the head, I left him alive. Not long after he went back, an H1611 military helicopter from northern Myanmar entered his villa.”

"Do you know who it is?" He tapped the lighter rhythmically on the table, his face calm but his whole body radiating a chilling killing intent.

"I don't know. All I know is that it's an international mercenary organization that operates in the forests of northern Myanmar year-round. They have cooperation with Shan State, but their specific identities are unknown. They're probably not locals."

"I understand, Meng!" Hong Jin said in his usual unhurried tone. "Is your new wife named Ouyang Zhen?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone before a deep voice asked, "What happened?"

"You little rascal, you're so meticulous in battle, yet you keep leaving a mess when you buy a woman!" The man raised his hand, curled his fingers, and the flame in his hand flickered, reflecting a faint firelight in his dark eyes.

"There's this guy named Ouyang Xu in Phnom Penh who's been throwing money around Southeast Asia looking for a woman named Ouyang Zhen. I've already heard about it. Do you need help with that?"

Wu Meng sneered, "No need! If I scare my brother-in-law, my wife will throw a tantrum at me!"

Hong Jinjian raised an eyebrow. "Does the Wu family have a tradition of being afraid of their wives?"

"Unlike you, the great Casanova, who talked about nothing but romance. In the end, you still had to use tricks to kidnap him and keep him hidden away like a precious ancestor!"

"Hmph!" Hong Jin chuckled. "The wedding gift will be delivered in a couple of days!" He then hung up the phone.

"I killed the snake you kept when we were kids, and the next day Grandpa found me fighting with some of my cousins. I almost got my butt beaten black and blue. Was that your doing?" Hong Jie asked his expressionless cousin with a half-smile.

Hong Jin smirked, "Your reaction time is probably the slowest in human history!"

Hong Jie sneered with a roguish air, "That's nothing compared to you, Young Master, who's mastered the art of using others to do his dirty work!" He suddenly stopped smiling, "Ah Jin, you wouldn't be using that trick against me, would you?"

The man couldn't help but chuckle, looking at his serious-looking cousin, "Does dealing with you require this much trouble?"

"Fine! Hong Jin, you win!" Hong Jie rolled his eyes at him. "Aren't you afraid that Wu Meng will find out you used him and come after you?"

"You think Ah Meng is like you? His wife will be a problem sooner or later. I'm just trying to warn him!"

"Use his kindness in helping you deal with your love rival?"

Hong Jie chuckled nonchalantly, "That Ouyang Xu is really unlucky to have run into you two devils! I advise you to spare his life. I don't know if Wu Meng's wife can handle him, but you have that little vixen wrapped around your little finger. Don't let your wife get caught in the crossfire."

He gloated, laughing unrestrainedly. Hong Jin mechanically tugged at the corners of his lips. "Grandfather said a couple of days ago that he wants to arrange a marriage between his wife and the granddaughter of the Thai Foreign Minister, and asked me to choose a suitable person!"

His smile was gentle and warm, but Hong Jie felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly composed himself and changed the subject, "Um, what are you planning to do about Hagnu's matter?"

"The old prince had no wife or children in his life and devoted himself to the well-being of the people of J country. Although he made some mistakes in the end, his merits outweigh his demerits. We should ultimately judge his merits and demerits separately and bring him back for a grand funeral!"

Hong Jie's lips twitched, and he nodded with his right thumb, "Your Highness, you are magnanimous!"

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Ever since he almost got shot, Pudu has not been allowed to approach the main building. Every day when he goes on patrol, he sends his deputy captain with his men while he hides in the grove behind the manor to smoke.

"Captain!" Vice-Captain Luo Duo walked over, sat down next to him, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

The two were brothers who had been through thick and thin together, and Pu Du's thoughts could not be hidden from him at all.

"You're back? Did you see her?" The boy, who had been so spirited before, looked gloomy lately, with no joy on his face.

"The young lady's foot should be better by now. I saw her dancing in the living room through the French windows today!" the good friend replied casually.

"Dancing?" A rare glimmer of light appeared in Pudu's eyes, but it quickly dimmed again. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Her dancing must be very beautiful!"

"I only glanced at it out of the corner of my eye, but the main building is full of surveillance cameras, Mr. Lu Xun's eyes are everywhere. Who the hell would dare to peek at the young mistress!" Luo Duo finished speaking and glared at his brother, "Unlike you, who's eager to get shot!"

"I'm willing!" Pudu angrily threw away his cigarette butt, stomped on it with his black military boots, and ground the cigarette halfway. "I've inquired, she didn't marry the master at all. She definitely didn't stay at the manor voluntarily. Stop calling her 'little madam' like that!"

Luo Duo's expression changed drastically instantly, and he quickly covered his mouth, "You fucking want to get shot but don't drag me into it, how dare you say something like that?"

Pudu went completely mad, prying the large hand off his mouth. "I'm fucking insane! Seeing her suffer, I wanted nothing more than to grab a gun and snatch her away—"

boom!

Before he could finish a sentence, his good friend punched him hard in the face.

"Pudu, wake up, you bastard!"

The man who had been beaten rubbed his numb cheek with a thuggish air, and without hesitation, threw a punch at his friend opposite him. Neither of them would tolerate the other, and they started fighting, exchanging punches and kicks.

"Pudu, this is the last time I'm reminding you. None of us can figure out this man. He's not touching you because he doesn't want to. Do you understand?"

Exhausted and lying on the ground, Rhodo turned to look at his good brother lying beside him and earnestly advised, "We've known Master since we were children. When have we ever seen him cherish and value anyone to this extent? Clearly, the young mistress is his Achilles' heel! She cannot be touched, cannot be approached, and cannot be coveted, understand? That would bring utter destruction to the family!"