Chapter 164: Tang Ying

Another day of fair weather and clear skies.

Chen Che rose early and went to a breakfast shop to eat.

The breakfast shop was a roadside stall on the side of the road; Chen Che ordered a serving of soy milk and fried dough sticks, eating while he waited.

Yesterday, he had used the contact information Cheng Kexin gave him to successfully reach Tang Ying—

A close friend Cheng Kexin had met when she once came to Jinling on a business trip.

Meeting early at a roadside stall was also Tang Ying's idea; Chen Che didn't say much about it, just feeling that the time for this meeting was truly somewhat inappropriate.

However, since he was the one asking for a favor, Chen Che still arrived early, according to the agreed-upon time.

Yet, Chen Che had finished his meal, and Tang Ying was still nowhere to be seen. This caused a flicker of irritation to rise in Chen Che's heart, as he wondered if he had been stood up.

The sun gradually became fully exposed, the morning rush hour ended, and still, the person had not arrived.

Chen Che was finally certain he was being played, so he prepared to get up and leave.

At this moment, a fair hand patted his shoulder from behind, pressed him back into his seat, and then walked around to sit opposite him.

"Mr. Chen, right? Sorry, I was too busy working overtime last night and overslept."

Tang Ying scrutinized Chen Che carefully before explaining the reason for her lateness, but there wasn't a hint of apology on her face.

"Understood. After all, there's no such thing as working overtime without being a beast of burden."

Chen Che's expression was composed as he spoke calmly.

Tang Ying was choked by Chen Che's words; she huffed and retorted, "I am a glorious Patrol Justice Commander and the captain of the execution department's ace team! I am not a beast of burden!"

"Oh."

Chen Che was expressionless. "A big beast of burden."

"………"

The corners of Tang Ying's mouth twitched; she was truly angered by Chen Che, but since she was in the wrong for being late, she didn't engage in a war of words with him.

"Boss, bring a serving of soy milk and fried dough sticks!"

Tang Ying remembered something else and added, "Bring one for him too."

"Miss Tang, I've already eaten," Chen Che reminded her.

"I'm treating you, consider it an apology. Whether you eat it or not is your business."

Tang Ying said, being unreasonable.

Chen Che was speechless. He wanted to ask a question, but seeing her eat, he swallowed his words and scrutinized her carefully.

Tang Ying had the most standard, classic melon-seed face, looking as if it were only slightly larger than Chen Che's palm, just like someone who had walked out of the most standard beauty manga.

Unlike the large eyes of ordinary beauties, her eyes were large and spirited, as if ripples were swaying in her pupils, appearing to be silently confiding something at every moment.

Her firm, straight nose bridge possessed both feminine prettiness and a hint of the heroic spirit usually found only in men; her slightly thin, soft cherry lips presented a nearly transparent, jewel-like red, looking so moist and fine that one felt they could become intoxicated just by looking at them.

A head of water-like, soft, and glossy short hair hung down smoothly, clinging to her fair cheeks.

Tang Ying was not wearing a uniform, choosing instead a loose cotton T-shirt and a pair of high-waisted jeans with the cuffs slightly rolled up, displaying a casual style that didn't lack a sense of fashion.

Setting aside the previous unpleasantness, Chen Che had to admit that the woman before him was indeed a rare beauty.

Tang Ying ignored Chen Che's gaze and just buried her head in her food.

After finishing, she rubbed her stomach, feeling somewhat unsatisfied, and then cast her gaze toward the serving in front of Chen Che.

"Are you... sure you aren't eating it?"

Tang Ying's pair of beautiful pupils were full of longing, looking pitiful and cute.

"Uh..."

Chen Che didn't know what to say. Acting on the thought of pitying a working stiff, he generously gave his portion to her.

Tang Ying's eyes immediately became spirited; she accepted it without ceremony and began eating with relish once again.

"Burp~~"

After finishing, Tang Ying let out a satisfied burp, lacking any ladylike demeanor, with a look of contentment on her face.

"Miss Tang, can we talk about the real business now?"

Chen Che's patience was running thin as he asked.

"Oh, sure!"

Tang Ying sat up straight, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said, "I'll say this in advance: the Martial Arts Alliance has always been very mysterious, and we in the Patrol Justice Department don't know much either.

First, we don't know where the Martial Arts Alliance headquarters is; if we did, we would have wiped them out long ago.

Second, Vermilion Bird is indeed registered with the Patrol Justice Department, but according to records, the last time he appeared in public was three years ago."

"What about Vermilion Bird's identity information?"

Chen Che interjected to ask.

"Gender: Male. Height: 175. Weight: 60 kilograms."

Tang Ying paused and continued, "His strength should be around that of a Postnatal Grandmaster, but he has a unique secret technique: those injured by him have chaotic and frantic Qi, surging blood energy, and eventually explode and die."

Chen Che's body shuddered, his face full of shock.

These symptoms after being injured were exactly the same as when the Great Red Sun Poison flared up; Vermilion Bird was the person who had hunted Chen Che down back then!

"Anything else? Is there a Photograph?"

Chen Che's voice was filled with restrained anger as he pressed for more.

Tang Ying didn't know why Chen Che had suddenly become so agitated, so she shook her head: "Nothing else. This is all we know for now. As for his height and other characteristics, some of it was inferred through technical means."

"Then what about his unique secret technique? Have you ever cured anyone injured by him?"

Chen Che asked, his face full of agitation.

"No, neither."

Tang Ying continued to shake her head, "If his unique secret technique were so easy to break, perhaps we would have caught him long ago."

Chen Che's face was full of disappointment, and he let his head droop.

It seems that if he wants to remove the Great Red Sun Poison from his body, he still has to find the Vermilion Bird.

"No need to be discouraged. I am currently investigating a case that is related to the Martial Arts Alliance; once there is news, I will inform you in time."

Tang Ying offered a few words of comfort, while simultaneously watching Chen Che with an inquisitive gaze.

"Then can you take me with you to investigate the case?"

Chen Che knew it was unlikely, but he asked anyway, because he did not want to just wait around and do nothing.

Tang Ying thought carefully for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but you need to answer a few questions for me first."

"Ask away," Chen Che said.

"Your age, height, weight, occupation, and past romantic history."

Tang Ying said in one breath.

"Huh?"

Chen Che was dumbfounded.

He had assumed she would ask questions like "What kind of grudge do you have with the Martial Arts Alliance?", but it turned out she was asking for personal information.

And why did this sound so much like a blind date?

While the two were talking, a BYD car pulled over not far from the opposite side of the street stall.

Sitting inside the car were a man and a woman: Ma Ziai and Huang Zhu's nephew, Huang Feng.

"That is Chen Che."

Ma Ziai pointed him out to Huang Feng through the car window.

Huang Feng squinted at Chen Che and snorted coldly, "Him? Just an unremarkable bastard. Since he dares to go against my aunt and broke your father's arm, then today I won't let him die easily!"

"My aunt said that since he was able to kill Long Jiang, who was in the Grandmaster Realm, he must have some wicked techniques on him, so be careful."

Ma Ziai reminded him.

After the incident with Ma Yishan, Ma Ziai was very shocked and hurriedly went to ask people what had happened, but neither Ma Zijun nor Ma Yiren would tell her.

Having no other choice, she had to go find Huang Zhu, which played right into Huang Zhu's hands.

Under Huang Zhu's inflammatory instigation, Ma Ziai learned everything about the matter and grew to loathe Chen Che deeply.

And Huang Feng, as Huang Zhu's nephew, immediately patted his chest and promised to vent his aunt's anger after hearing her complaints.

Thus, Ma Ziai and Huang Feng joined forces to come and seek revenge on Chen Che.

"Don't worry, we won't go head-to-head with him. My cousin is a deputy captain in the Law Enforcement Bureau's execution squad. In a moment, I'll have someone go find trouble with Chen Che; as long as Chen Che makes a move, my cousin can catch him red-handed!"

Huang Feng laughed sinisterly, "As long as he enters the Law Enforcement Bureau and falls into my cousin's hands, no matter how powerful his Martial Dao Cultivation is, he will have to kneel and beg for mercy, calling us grandpa!"

Hearing Huang Feng say this, Ma Ziai also laughed unscrupulously and urged, "Then hurry up, I can't wait to see him kneeling and begging for mercy."

Huang Feng gave a sinister smile and dialed his subordinate's number...