Model worker and his little darling

Pingqing ignored the touch on his arm and looked at the woman in front of him. She had fair skin, black hair, and a cute smile—the kind of look that Japanese people liked. Although he liked beautiful women, the woman in front of him didn't fit his aesthetic.

His fingers slid down Asano Rika's cheek to her chin, gently pinching her chin. His tone was gentle, and his eyes seemed to be focused only on her. "It's my fault. I haven't taken good care of you lately. I'll arrange the mission, don't worry." Just don't cry then.

Asano Rika blushed as she watched Hirakiyo's actions, "Then I'll wait for good news from Lord Mishika."

Pingqing blinked. "Why are you blushing?"

Amuro Tooru, who was driving, heard Asano Rika's words and his lips twitched. He recalled the days he had spent running around to various places. He never expected that this woman would actually let Mishika arrange a mission.

He stroked Rika Asano's smooth face with his fingers, "Be a good boy and do your mission well, and I can make you a codename member, just like Bourbon."

"I will listen to Lord Mishikazu, and I can keep you company tonight too."

Ping Qing raised an eyebrow; it seemed his cross-dressing was still not up to par.

Amuro Tooru looked at the two people behind him who were about to hug each other. Tsk, it was really unbearable to watch. But this woman was actually openly seducing Mishika.

"Buzz-"

Pingqing realized it was Vodka calling and shoved the woman away.

As soon as the call connected, Pingqing heard Vodka's heavy breathing and faint gunshots. "Yulu, my brother and I have been ambushed, come quick..."

Upon hearing this, Ping Qing's face turned cold, and a murderous intent emanated from him. "Stop the car."

"What happened? I'll go with you."

Ignoring Amuro Tooru's words, Taira Kiyoshi got out of the car and walked into the shadows, preparing to teleport directly to Gin's side.

[Host, you have a tracking device on you.]

Pingqing changed his clothes and crushed the tracker with one hand.

Ha, Amuro Tooru is indeed an intelligence specialist; he's quite efficient.

There was no time to worry about him now; Gin was the priority. Heijiro teleported directly to the place Vodka had mentioned.

Amuro Tooru watched as Hirai disappeared without a trace, and sighed. What a pity. It was obvious that something serious had happened, and he could vaguely hear what sounded like vodka's voice. If only he could know what had happened.

However, the fact that Yu Lu could detect his tracker under these circumstances made him even more wary of Yu Lu. This person was too defensive and didn't trust the two of them who had just been traveling together at all.

Heijiro teleported all the way to where Gin was.

Before long, Pingqing saw a building on fire. There were people moving around outside, and people in the surrounding streets and buildings were closely watching the burning building. Some people were carrying weapons in some hidden places.

Following the directions indicated on the map, I teleported to Gin's side.

Gin sat amidst the flames, his body covered in wounds, his flowing hair stained crimson with blood, while Vodka lay sprawled on the ground, his fate unknown.

Pingqing helped Qin Jiu up, leaned against him, and teleported to a secluded spot he had just chosen.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Hirayoshi's brain, and he stumbled, crashing into the wall along with Gin.

As expected, his mental strength couldn't withstand teleporting with others; he could only teleport within a small area.

The impact woke Gin up as well. Seeing Hirai's pained expression, he said, "Put me down."

Hirai glared fiercely at Gin. "Shut up."

He was on his last legs, why was he trying to be brave? This time, it was all thanks to the system's cheat code. After settling Gin in, Hirakiyo returned to the building; there was still a vodka left.

Gin stared blankly as Heikichi disappeared in an instant, his eyes flickering with light as he looked at the spot where Heikichi had gone.

The fire grew larger and larger. Vodka still had a cell phone nearby, so Pingqing picked it up and left with Vodka.

Seeing Pingqing suddenly appear, he put the vodka down and then collapsed to the ground, clutching his head.

Despite the pain from his wounds, Gin checked on Hirai and found him with his eyes closed and covered in sweat.

After resting for a few minutes, Heikichi recovered and found Gin holding him.

"It's dangerous around here, let's leave first." After saying that, he carried Gin and teleported to another place.

Upon arrival, Heikiri collapsed to the ground. Gin immediately pulled him back and noticed blood at the corner of Heikiri's mouth.

Pingqing reached out and wiped away the bloodstains, then went to take the vodka. Gin realized that no one was in his arms anymore and was stunned for a moment.

"Pfft~", this time Pingqing directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lying on the ground, Pingqing endured the stinging pain in his brain. Damn it, he had really lost out this time.

"Xiao Qi, how long will this stinging pain last?"

[Host, your mental strength isn't strong enough yet, and you've carried too many people. You need to rest well; you'll probably be in pain for several days.]

Seeing Pingqing's pained expression, Xiaoqi could only sigh; he had been too stubborn.

"Ugh..." Pingqing covered his head with both hands and bit his lip hard. Damn, it hurt so much, it felt like being pricked with needles.

Gin glanced at Vodka and, seeing that he had only passed out, breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Hearing Pingqing's painful groans again, he placed him on his lap and discovered that Pingqing had bitten his own lips until they bled.

He was about to knock Pingqing unconscious with a single blow, but the situation he had just witnessed was beyond his comprehension. Fearing that knocking Pingqing unconscious would cause other problems, he could only massage Pingqing's head to alleviate his pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Pingqing felt that she had finally come back to life, and now she could bear the pain.

Upon noticing a hand moving around on his head, Pingqing immediately grabbed the hand.

"never mind?"

Heiji then realized that he was still lying on Gin's lap.

“I called Silas and the others and asked them to come pick us up.”

Gin stopped Hirakiyo's actions, "No."

Hirai was taken aback; in the pitch black, he couldn't see Gin's expression. Well, given Gin's suspicious nature, it was normal for him not to see outsiders in this situation.

Thinking of Gin's injuries, Pingqing sighed. Although there was medicine in the system space, he had already exposed his teleportation ability today and could not expose anything else, otherwise the organization would take him away for dissection.

【Host, there's a small hospital nearby. You can get your medicine there; your teleportation has already been exposed anyway.】

Pingqing nodded and, following the system's instructions, went to the hospital, took the medicine and bandages for treating her injuries, and then went to a nearby convenience store to get some food.

After a thorough sweep, he returned to Gin's side carrying large and small bags.

Gin was pondering what was going on with Hirai when he suddenly appeared, lit a candle, and brightened the room considerably.

"I've taken a quick look around, and there's nothing unusual nearby. After treating the wound, we'll move to another spot." With that, he pulled off Gin's clothes and began treating his wound.

Gin leaned against the wall, letting Hirai do as he pleased.

"What exactly happened to you two? With your skills, you shouldn't be so badly injured. Who was your opponent?"

Gin pursed his lips and remained silent, while Hirai rolled his eyes. Fine, he didn't want to talk about it.

After dealing with the situation, Pingqing looked at Gin and his expression improved a bit.

Tsk, battle-damaged Gin, clothes disheveled, and a captivatingly handsome man.

Gin opened his eyes and saw that it was Taira Kiyoshi looking at him, then closed his eyes again.

Ping Qing withdrew his gaze; beauty can be deceiving, he had forgotten there was still a vodka lying on the ground.