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As soon as Hua Qiang sat down, he looked at Mark in the driver's seat next to him and said, "No. 112 Changjiang Road, Honghuo Lighting City."

Mark didn't respond, but silently started the car, and then with a "click," he locked the doors.

The subtle sound caught Hua Qiang's attention. His eyes sharpened, and he looked at Mark with lightning speed. However, he didn't say anything, just stared quietly for a moment before turning his head away.

At this moment, Mark took out two tissues from the cardboard box next to him and handed them to Huaqiang without saying a word.

Hua Qiang paused for a moment, then reached out and took the tissue, gently pressing it against the wound on his head. The white tissue was instantly stained red with blood.

Mark's gaze was cold and stern as he stared straight ahead. His voice was low as he said, "Guan Jun, right? Do you know Tiger?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Qiang froze as if struck by lightning. He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with wariness and confusion, and asked Mark, "Who are you?"

Mark ignored his question and continued expressionlessly, "Tiger told me to ask you, how is Nicole?"

Hua Qiang was stunned again, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He asked, "Where did you see the tiger?"

Mark still didn't answer, his tone growing colder: "The question from before was asked by Tiger. This next question is mine. Where the hell have you been taking care of Nicole?"

Hua Qiang frowned, staring intently at Mark, but said nothing.

Mark suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the car came to a screeching halt.

He swiftly pulled a large black Star pistol from his pocket, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, and said coldly, "Tiger only has one thing on his mind out there, and that's Nicole. He sent me to find you. He said he's asking you to take care of Nicole. Now, I'll give you ten seconds. You'd better tell me the truth, or else..."

As he spoke, the cold muzzle of the gun was already pressed against Hua Qiang's head, gleaming with the metallic chill in the dimly lit car.

"Nicole is with a guy named Taozi," Guan Jun finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Mark's eyes were as cold as a frozen pool. He slowly retracted the large black star, his voice low and tinged with a chill: "How can we find Taozi?"

Guan Jun frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then replied, "The Joyful Club on Hongxing Street, Taozi often hangs out there at night."

Mark nodded slightly, then asked, "I heard you have a cellmate named Big Spider. How can I find him?"

Guan Jun scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Big Spider is still doing those shady things. He called me a few days ago, but I've already sent him to Nicole's place. I have his pager number here, write it down."

Mark quickly jotted down the number, a barely perceptible glint in his eyes, and then asked, "Does that Jiang Jianping I mentioned earlier have a pager?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Jun immediately became alert, his brows furrowing and his eyes filled with vigilance: "What do you want to do?"

Mark smiled, a smile that held a hint of something unreadable: "Don't be nervous, I just want to ask him about the women around him."

Guan Jun looked puzzled: "You mean Guo Fang?"

Mark shrugged. "Is her name Guo Fang? I don't know, but I know that woman's husband."

Guan Jun was stunned when he heard this, his eyes filled with astonishment, as if he had heard an extremely unbelievable piece of news.

However, in the end, Guan Jun still revealed Jiang Jianping's pager number.

Mark restarted the car with a sullen face, the engine emitting a deep roar.

After speeding along the road for a while, the car arrived at a bustling street full of people.

He skillfully parked the car, turned his head to look at Guan Jun beside him, his eyes as serious as stars in the cold night, and said slowly and deliberately, "Remember, you have never seen me before. Even if a tiger comes to ask, you must not mention a word about it. Otherwise, you will be in trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark slammed on the gas pedal, and the car sped away like an arrow, leaving only a cloud of dust in its wake.

Guan Jun sat quietly in the car, clutching a blood-stained tissue in his hand, pressing it against his wound.

His gaze was somewhat vacant and lifeless; he stared blankly in the direction the car had gone, as if he had lost his soul.

For some reason, a primal intuition welled up within him: this person was extremely dangerous.

Mark drove to a secluded spot and quickly folded up his taxi.

He then leisurely walked to the side of the street and hailed a taxi. After getting in, he briefly told the driver, "To Xifu Club on Hongxing Street."

Soon, the car came to a smooth stop at its destination. Mark got out of the car and looked up. What came into view was a nightclub with the words "The Joy Luck Club" flashing on its sign.

The colorful neon lights flashed incessantly, as if showing off the luxury of this place to the world.

The crowds coming and going included elegantly dressed men and women, as well as hurried service staff, all of which highlighted the decadent and extravagant atmosphere of the place.

Mark stood in front of the nightclub, squinting as he surveyed the opulent interior.

The image of Taozi flashed through his mind, that scoundrel who was portrayed as a complete scumbag in the TV drama.

Killing him might bring in a considerable sum of money, but the problem now is, how can we find out his whereabouts? Mark frowned and fell into deep thought.

Mark first looked down and examined his disguise as the ruthless bandit Gao Shan. After confirming that there were no flaws, he sauntered into the nightclub.

Upon entering, you'll see several beautiful young ladies standing at the front desk, each with exquisite makeup and youthful charm.

Mark's eyes narrowed slightly, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, his voice tinged with a hint of drunkenness: "Oh, my lovely little beauties, it's been so long!"

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket with his rough hand and, as if by magic, pulled out a thick wad of brand-new banknotes.

He deliberately waved the banknotes in his hand, making a crisp sound, and then said loudly, "Come on, come on, I'm in a good mood today, a thousand for everyone, go and have some fun."

The receptionists' eyes were instantly drawn to the large stack of bright red banknotes in Mark's hand. Their eyes were filled with surprise and longing. They looked at each other, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes.

Seeing this, Mark laughed even harder, and started counting the money as he laughed: "Don't be shy, we all get a share."

After counting the money, he stuffed it directly into the chest of one of the young women, a gesture that was somewhat frivolous.

The remaining young ladies were initially a little shy and reserved, but when they saw the 1000 yuan in red bills so easily go into their companion's pocket, the hesitation in their eyes instantly disappeared.

Two of the bolder young women leaned forward, pressing their chests against Mark's, their faces beaming with ingratiating smiles, and said in sweet voices, "Thank you so much, Brother Li! You're so generous and magnanimous!"

The voice was so sweet that it seemed as if honey could drip out.

Mark smiled smugly and said, "It's nothing, just a drop in the ocean."

As he spoke, he stuffed a thousand-yuan bill into their chests, a lewd smile spreading across his face. Then he stuffed in a few more bills.

The other girls' eyes lit up when they saw this, and they all rushed over.

Working in such a place of entertainment, how many girls don't value money highly? Opportunities to meet a generous patron like this are rare, and they all know they must seize this opportunity.

Mark, surrounded by this sea of ​​fragrant flesh, burst into unrestrained laughter.

The banknotes in his hand flowed like water; he stuffed a few into this person and a few into that person, and in no time, all the banknotes were distributed.

Seeing the girls still surrounding him, acting cute and coquettish, Mark casually asked, "By the way, where's Taozi? Has my brother Tao arrived yet?"

Several young women showed a look of surprise on their faces when they heard the name "Taozi".

One of the girls, a young woman with long blonde hair, reacted the fastest, saying, "Brother Tao? I haven't seen him today. He probably didn't come. But look, he just arrived!"

Mark quickly looked in the direction the blonde woman was pointing and saw a man in his forties walking towards them.

The man was dressed in a well-tailored casual suit, and every step he took was steady and powerful, exuding an aura that could not be underestimated.

Behind him followed three burly men whose solid muscles seemed about to burst through their clothes, making them look a bit like bodybuilders.

Sure enough, it was Taozi. Mark's face instantly lit up with a bright smile. He laughed and enthusiastically opened his arms, quickly walking towards Taozi and shouting, "Brother Tao!"

The three men behind Taozi, seeing the newcomer greeting their elder brother so familiarly, assumed he was someone they knew and did not rush forward to stop him.

Taozi was taken aback when he heard the shout. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. In his memory, he had never seen this person smiling so enthusiastically.

However, before Taozi could react, Mark had already stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

Immediately afterwards, Mark, like an old friend, put his arm around Taozi, muttering some trivial things loudly as he walked towards the door.

The three henchmen, without receiving instructions from Taozi, simply stood quietly in place, closely watching the two men's actions.

But none of them noticed that blood was slowly seeping from Taozi's abdomen, the glaring red spreading rapidly across his suit like a sinful flower blooming in the darkness.

Mark remained calm, as if nothing had happened, and continued to casually put his arm around Taozi as they walked towards the door.

They had only taken a few steps when Taozi's body suddenly trembled, and then, like a puppet with its strings cut, he instantly lost his support and uncontrollably fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Mark frowned slightly, suddenly exerted force, lifted Taozi's sinking body, and then slammed him against the wall to keep him standing for the time being. He then quickly put away the green cleaver in his hand.

Mark's eyes quickly swept across the hall, where the three men who had been with Taozi were still standing there dumbfounded, seemingly unaware of the seriousness of the situation, simply waiting quietly.

Mark seized the opportunity, released his grip without hesitation, quickly pulled away, and hurried towards the door.

His steps were quick and steady, without the slightest panic, and he disappeared like a gust of wind at the entrance of the nightclub.

After Mark left, time seemed to stand still. After a while, Taozi's body, which had lost all strength, slowly slid down the wall and fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

The ground beneath him was quickly stained red with the gushing blood, the glaring red appearing particularly horrifying under the light.

The three men in the hall then realized as if they had been struck by lightning, and understood that something terrible was about to happen.

Their faces turned deathly pale instantly, their eyes filled with terror. They could no longer care about anything else and rushed towards the door.

When they ran outside, they saw the horrific scene of Taozi lying in a pool of blood. The flowing blood had formed a large red pool on the ground, and the sight made their hearts sink to the bottom.

System notification: Punisher, you have punished Taozi, the culprit in the storyline of "Halfway Couple," and have gained 8 points of system energy and 100 hours of life.

That's all? How stingy.

Mark drove his car at high speed through the city streets, eventually stopping next to a slightly dilapidated public phone booth.

He pushed open the car door, walked over with steady steps, and took out a few coins from his pocket, the coins gleaming coldly in his hand.

He dropped a coin into the coin slot of the phone booth, then skillfully dialed a number—the pager number Guan Jun had given him for Big Spider—and left a concise yet mysterious message: “Big Spider, 2 yuan, I need your help.”

Time passed slowly, and a short while later, the phone rang abruptly. Mark reached for the receiver and put it to his ear.

"Hello, this is Big Spider. Who's looking for me?" A slightly hoarse voice came through the receiver, a voice with a fierce edge. It was Big Spider, the fugitive who had committed serious crimes and ultimately killed Jiang Jianping.

Mark calmly replied, "I heard from a friend who just got out of prison that you do some side jobs, so I'd like to ask you to do something for me."

The giant spider became alert on the other end of the phone: "Who told you about me? Which prison did you get a friend from?"

“His name is Guan Jun. He said you are a reliable person and will definitely do your job once you take the money, so I came to find you.”

Mark's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

Upon hearing the name "Guan Jun," the giant spider visibly paused, remaining silent for a long while before slowly saying, "I wonder what business you have with me?"

Mark's lips curled up slightly, a scrutinizing glint in his eyes: "Where are you? Let's meet first and have a good talk. I also need to see if you're qualified to earn this money from me."

The giant spider pondered for a moment, then named a restaurant, its voice tinged with a hint of probing: "Jufulou in the west of the city, do you dare to come?"

Mark scoffed, "Hmph, just you wait."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and turned to walk towards his car.

Mark hung up the phone decisively. Instead of driving his own car, he hailed a taxi on the street.

After getting in the car, he succinctly told the driver the name of the restaurant that the big spider had mentioned.