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The taxi weaved through the city streets, where the traffic was somewhat complicated. Mark sat in the back seat, his eyes fixed on the street scenes flashing past the window, his brows furrowed slightly, a hint of impatience in his heart.

After a drive of more than half an hour, the taxi finally stopped in front of a restaurant that looked to have been around for a while.

Mark paid the bill, opened the car door, and got in. As soon as he entered, a uniformed waiter greeted him with a smile, bowed slightly, and politely asked, "Sir, how many are in your party?"

Mark glanced quickly around the store and said calmly, "I'm looking for the giant spider."

Just then, a shout came from a corner of the restaurant: "Brother, over here."

Mark looked up at the sound and saw a short, stout man with a noticeable beer belly stand up.

Mark subtly observed him, and with just one glance, he keenly realized that the guy in front of him was not the giant spider at all.

However, Mark didn't show anything unusual. He walked towards the short, fat man with a normal expression, and when he reached the man's table, he asked, "Are you the big spider?"

The short, fat man grinned, revealing two slightly yellowed front teeth, and nodded vigorously, saying, "That's right, brother, what's your surname? Which gang are you from?"

As he spoke, a cunning glint flashed in his small eyes, as if he were testing Mark.

Mark slowly sat down, a hint of gloom in his eyes, his gaze fixed on the short, fat man in front of him.

The air around him seemed to grow heavy because of his gaze.

After a moment, Mark spoke, his voice low and cold: "There's a man in my heart whom I loathe utterly, a loathing that clings to me like a poisonous ivy. I curse him every day, hoping he suffers all sorts of misfortunes—car accidents, traffic accidents, even natural or man-made disasters, anything goes. Go ask the big spider if he has any way to help me fulfill this wish?"

Upon hearing this, the short, stout man was taken aback, a mixture of embarrassment and panic crossing his face. He stammered, "What are you saying? I...I am..."

Mark waved his hand impatiently, interrupting him, his eyes scrutinizing: "Since his name is Big Spider, you can tell from the name that he must be a tall, thin guy."

"Brother, your physique doesn't meet the requirements. Don't waste my time, let the real giant spider come over."

Just then, a voice came from behind: "Brother, sorry, I've offended you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, thin man strode over.

He wore a colorful plaid shirt paired with casual pants, exuding a casual yet mysterious aura.

He walked over to Mark, plopped down unceremoniously, and said with a slightly upturned, unruly smile, "I'm the Big Spider. I was actually a little nervous listening to this from behind, afraid you might be Lei Zi."

Upon hearing this, Mark's lips curled into a mocking smile: "What? Not afraid now?"

The giant spider leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and laughed even more unrestrainedly: "I, the giant spider, may not be good at other things in this business, but I certainly have a good eye for people."

"With your demeanor and aura, you're completely different from Lei Zi. Brother, tell me, which fool dared to offend you? Whoever it is, Big Spider will handle it perfectly, no questions asked."

Mark frowned slightly, a ruthless glint in his eyes, and slowly said, "Guan Jun's girlfriend is Hu Xiaoling. Hu Xiaoling's ex-husband is a railway policeman named Jiang Jianping. Now Jiang Jianping has a new girlfriend, Guo Fang. And the person I don't like is Guo Fang's still-husband—Zang Qiusheng."

Upon hearing this, the giant spider stroked its chin and pondered for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared on its face: "Oh my, I really didn't expect that this matter could actually be related to them. Then the price can't be 20,000."

Mark's brows furrowed instantly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He asked stiffly, "What? Are you trying to raise the price?"

The giant spider, however, smiled broadly and explained slowly, "Brother, you see, once this matter involves people from the Six Doors, it's no small matter."

"If we do this deal, we'd better run away quickly, otherwise we'll be finished if we get caught. So, the price you're offering is really too low."

Mark sneered, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth: "Fine, then name your price."

The giant spider and the short, fat man exchanged a glance, their eyes seemingly sharing a tacit understanding. The giant spider cleared his throat and held up four fingers, waving them: "With us two handling this, we guarantee a clean and efficient job, without any lingering problems. One price—forty thousand."

Mark stared at the two of them for a moment, then reached into his pocket, pulled out a wad of cash, and placed it on the table: "Okay, this is a deposit of ten thousand. Once it's done, I'll give you the other thirty thousand with both hands."

The giant spider's eyes lit up immediately, and it eagerly reached out to grab the money.

Just as his hand was about to touch the money, a large black Star pistol landed with a "thud" on the other side of the money, heavily pressing down on the banknotes.

The giant spider seemed to be frozen in place, its body jolted suddenly, and in an instant, cold sweat poured down its back like a spring, a dense layer of white hairs appeared, and its face turned deathly pale.

Mark slightly raised his hand, his expression stern, signaling the giant spider not to rush.

His gaze swept over the giant spider and the short, fat man in turn, and he said in a calm but cold tone, "Brother, we all know there's an old saying that goes, 'You have to be upfront about what's ugly.' I may not have much else, but I certainly don't lack money."

I came here to find you because Guan Jun mentioned you to me, saying you're a capable person. Now that you two are going to raise your fees, I have no objections; I can accept it.

He paused, his eyes suddenly turning sharp as knives, and his voice lowered: "However, I have to say this first. Since I can easily come up with 40,000 to get you to do things for me, then I have enough money to make you pay a heavy price, or even buy your lives."

So don't you dare try anything funny or try to trick me. If you dare to play any tricks on me, I guarantee you'll wish you were dead. You'll regret it then.

The giant spider and the short, fat man were both stunned, as if struck by lightning, upon hearing this.

The giant spider's eyes were fixed on the wad of money pinned down by the black star's pistol, and fine beads of sweat appeared on its forehead.

However, he quickly came to his senses, his face instantly plastered with a fawning smile, and he hurriedly said, "No, you can rest assured."

We, the two of us, will definitely handle this matter for you cleanly and efficiently, without any mishaps.

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, but a trace of fear still lingered in his eyes.

Mark slowly put away the large black Star pistol that exuded a cold and fierce aura, carefully hiding it inside his clothes.

He then stood up nimbly, as if to leave.

Just then, the short, fat man who hadn't said much suddenly spoke up. His eyes held a mixture of curiosity and doubt as he looked at Mark and said, "Brother, I could tell from the moment you came in that you have an extraordinary presence. You're definitely not some nobody in the underworld."

"I just don't understand. If you're so capable, why would you ask someone as insignificant as us to handle this? This shouldn't be difficult for you to handle yourself, right?"

Mark stopped and slowly turned around, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He frowned slightly and asked, "Then let me ask you a question too. If you personally dealt with a woman's husband, would you still have the nerve to hold that woman in your arms and take her to bed?"

Upon hearing the question, the short, fat man was taken aback at first, then scratched his head, pondered for a moment, and replied, "Well... it's still a bit embarrassing. This kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, goes against my conscience and doesn't feel quite right."

Mark's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "Me too. There are some things that, when you do them yourself, you always feel a bit uneasy."

After saying that, Mark held out his hand to the giant spider and said, "Give me your pager."

Although the giant spider was a little puzzled, it didn't ask any more questions and quickly handed over the pager.

Mark fiddled with the pager for a moment, then said, "Once you've finished your business, use this pager number to notify me, and also leave the time and place for our meeting. Then, I'll give you the final payment in full."

The two watched silently as Mark's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, appearing somewhat mysterious and unpredictable in the dim light.

The short, stout man frowned slightly, looking at the giant spider with a worried expression, and asked softly, "What do you think of this man? Can we trust what he says? I'm not entirely at ease with him."

The giant spider frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in its eyes, before slowly saying, "Whether he's trustworthy or not, I really can't say for sure right now. However, one thing I'm certain of is that the money he takes out is all genuine."

Upon hearing this, the short, fat man sighed deeply, muttering with a troubled expression, "Yeah, if this goes through, we'll get 30,000 yuan. That's a huge sum of money, quite tempting. But if things go wrong, we'll be in deep trouble. What should we do?"

The giant spider picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and felt the warmth of the tea sliding down his throat. After a short pause, he said, "What else can we do? Didn't you hear what he just said? He wasn't just bluffing."

"If we dare to mess with him on this, I have no doubt he'll spare no expense and spend a fortune to make trouble for us. Then we'll truly be doomed."

The short, fat man glanced at his watch subconsciously. The hands on the dial ticked away, each tick like a pounding on his uneasy heart.

He said somewhat anxiously, "Why don't we try to find out more about him? We need to figure out where he comes from so we can have some idea of ​​what's going on."

The giant spider nodded slightly, a resolute glint in its eyes: "Alright, I think it's a good idea. I've met Jiang Jianping before. I'll go see if I can find him and follow the trail; maybe we can find the target."

The short, fat man urged, "Then you'd better hurry up. Look how anxious he is, I'm really afraid he can't wait. If he thinks we're not doing a good job, then we'll be in trouble."

The giant spider patted its chest confidently and raised its voice, saying, "Don't worry! As the saying goes, rats have their ways, and snakes have theirs."

"I've been in this business for so long, surely I can get some information quickly. I guarantee I'll have a lead soon."

After saying that, he got up, straightened his clothes, and quickly left.

After returning to the seaside hotel, Mark quickly changed back into his original attire and went straight to Wang Xiaomi's room.

Pushing open the door, the scene before him made him pause slightly. Wang Xiaomi was only wrapped in a bath towel, her skin still damp from the shower, her wet hair casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a charming youthful aura. She looked like she had just taken a shower.

The moment Wang Xiaomi saw Mark, her eyes lit up. She flew over like a joyful little bird, hugged Mark tightly, and exclaimed excitedly, "Second Uncle, you're finally back! By the way, how's your twin brother?"

Mark was both amused and exasperated by her enthusiastic hug. He gently patted Wang Xiaomi's back and explained with a smile, "What twins? We haven't quite figured it out yet. I only found out his name is Jiang Jianping, and he's a railway police officer. There's no rush. We can find out more later when we have time."

Wang Xiaomi buried her face in Mark's arms, nuzzled him affectionately, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Then... will you stay with me tonight, okay?"

She looked up at Mark with expectant eyes, like a kitten longing for its owner's company.

Looking at Wang Xiaomi's innocent and expectant face, Mark felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he still said gently but firmly, "Xiaomi, I can stay with you, but we can't cross the final line."

I know you're a good girl, and you deserve a marriage blessed by everyone. I will definitely go to the civil affairs department with you to register our marriage, and then marry you openly and honestly, once I have the approval of your family.

I want everyone to know clearly that you, Wang Xiaomi, did not choose the wrong person. Your husband is a true, upright man, and our marriage is protected by law and is sacred and inviolable.

Wang Xiaomi's eyes sparkled, a light as bright and moving as twinkling stars in the night sky.

She pressed her body closer to Mark's chest, a sweet smile on her face, and said softly, "Second Uncle, I'll do whatever you say. Whatever you say, I'll do."

Mark seemed to suddenly remember something, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and said shyly, "Um... Xiaomi, I want to take a shower, but I can't reach my back by myself. Could you please scrub my back for me?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaomi's eyes lit up as if she had won the greatest honor in the world. She nodded repeatedly, her voice as rapid as a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, Second Uncle, I'm willing!"