Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

"Cough, cough cough cough—"

Xiao Shuai suddenly started coughing, the spicy smoke of the cigar making his eyes water.

Secretary Liu picked up the glass on the table, diligently poured some water, and handed it over.

"Brother Xiao, have a sip of water to catch your breath."

Xiao Shuai grabbed it without a thank you, tilting his head back and gulping it down.

Having not touched a drop of water for nearly half a day, this ordinary cold boiled water tasted like Jadescent Nectar to him.

After downing a large glass, his parched throat finally felt a bit better.

Xiao Shuai wiped his mouth and let out a long sigh of relief.

At the same time, he took advantage of this brief respite to rapidly process his thoughts.

The Chen Chen Gang Leader in front of him, was capricious, his mood changing faster than flipping a page.

The neurotic performance from earlier was still vivid in his mind.

Now, having changed to this amicable demeanor, he definitely had ulterior motives.

The admiration for "Mr. Assassin" and talk of cooperation was most likely an attempt to trick him into talking.

He had to be careful in responding; one wrong word and his life could be in danger.

Chen Chen patiently waited, only speaking again after he saw Xiao Shuai finish drinking:

"I know, Brother Xiao, you must have a way to contact that Assassin gentleman."

"So, I'd like to ask you to act as an intermediary for me, to convey some matters to that gentleman."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuai involuntarily tightened his grip on the cup, his nerves becoming tense once more.

Though he basked in the mysterious expert's glory, it seemed his life was temporarily safe.

But how did he know the contact means of the other party? How could he act as this so-called intermediary?

Moreover, Chen Chen appeared so insidious and cunning.

Who knew if he was using flattery as a trap, intentionally confusing him?

Chen Chen seemed to see through Xiao Shuai's concerns, pressing the half-smoked cigar heavily into the pure golden ashtray.

"Brother Xiao, you too have been in the underworld, you should understand one truth."

"In the adult world, violence is the lowest means and can't solve fundamental problems."

"In the Martial World, the most important thing is what benefits can be gained."

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes sharp as a hawk, fixated on Xiao Shuai:

"As long as the benefits are sufficient, even a father-killing revenge or a wife-stealing hatred can be settled over a cup of tea, don't you think so?"

"Uh... this... what the chairman said does make sense..."

Being stared at made Xiao Shuai's scalp tingle, so he could only manage some evasive words.

He discreetly glanced at the door where the muscle-bound tower-like Ah Wei stood, his heart pounding wildly again.

Running was definitely not an option.

Xiao Shuai knew very well that his only value now was that faint, illusory connection with the mysterious expert.

The longer he could delay, the more chance for survival, maybe even a turnaround.

"Um... I need to think about it."

Xiao Shuai swallowed, struggling to piece together his words:

"You know, that big shot... is not very temperate, capricious, kills without a second thought."

"Talking to him... I'm always risking my head getting chopped off."

"I understand, I understand."

Chen Chen immediately put on a warm smile, kindly patting Xiao Shuai's shoulder:

"No rush, no rush, Brother Xiao, take your time to consider."

He then gave a nod to the muscular man standing at the door:

"Ah Wei, go call someone outside to bring the best liniment."

"And get a gentle and considerate nurse sister from the club downstairs to come up, make sure to treat Brother Xiao's injuries thoroughly, we can't let him suffer any disability."

"Otherwise, if anything happens to Brother Xiao in the future, I'll hold you accountable!"

These seemingly caring words ended with an undeniable coldness in tone.

Even a fool could hear the thick threat in them.

Hearing this, Xiao Shuai shivered all over, lamenting inwardly.

This time, he was truly caught in a dilemma.

If he gave Chen Chen the honest truth, telling him he couldn't contact the mysterious expert.

He wouldn't need to think twice; he would immediately be discarded as useless waste.

But if he kept stalling, pretending to go along.

With Chen Chen's slyness and experience, he would eventually see through it.

If he lost patience...

Thinking of the phrase "cement barrel, throw into the sea," Xiao Shuai couldn't help but shudder again.

Chen Chen lounged comfortably with his legs crossed, sitting opposite.

He didn't urge, just watched Xiao Shuai, even with a faint smile on his lips.

Xiao Shuai felt uneasy under his gaze, awkwardly sitting on the sofa, forcing a smile.

Then he picked up the water glass for another sip, trying to calm his nerves.

However, his fingers clutching the cup started to tremble slightly beyond control.

Just when his mind was in turmoil, unsure of what to do.

A man's voice suddenly sounded:

"First ask him what the specific terms of cooperation are."

This voice appeared without warning, making Xiao Shuai's hand tremble, nearly choking again.

He swiftly lifted his head, glancing instinctively at Chen Chen.

At this moment, apart from the Gang Leader Chen sitting across, along with Secretary Liu and the muscle man not far away.

There was no one else in the office.

In other words, this voice... had appeared directly in his mind!

"Don't be nervous."

The man's voice rang out again, familiar and calm, filled with a reassuring strength.