Chapter 089: Undressing

Chapter 89: Take Off Your Clothes

It turned out that Chu Fei could not only shoot, but was also the real thing: a crack shot.

Bang, bang—

Amid the relentless crackle of gunfire echoing through the dense woods, cold electronic reports kept coming through the earpiece.

“Target eliminated, headshot—”

“Eliminated, headshot—”

“Headshot—”

One after another, the electronic voices came so fast that no one could even react in time.

Bang, bang, bang—

As he advanced, Chu Fei flicked his wrist again. The AK in his hand rang out three times in quick succession, and at the same moment the report came through the earpiece: “Three hits, headshot!”

Every single one a headshot.

Though the weapon was only a simulated electronic gun, Chu Fei found his rhythm again almost immediately after a brief adjustment. Especially when facing a bunch of absolute amateurs who had never even properly handled a gun, his slaughter was almost effortless.

Of course, this false slaughter gave Chu Fei no sense of achievement. What did catch his eye was the terrain here: a dense forest stretching over many miles, modeled closely after a tropical jungle. There were low hills, thick groves of trees, streams weaving through it all, as well as ravines and small cliffs...

It seemed Cai Jiu had truly taken this place as a real training base. Building such an environment must have cost a great deal of effort and money, though now it had all fallen into Blood Fox’s hands for free.

The boldness of the young women also made Chu Fei glance at them in new light. Xiao Mimi had not been boasting after all. The girls might not be sharpshooters, but their marksmanship was all good. One could tell at a glance that they had often taken part in similar activities. The moment they darted into the forest, they fanned out in a surprisingly tactical manner, covering one another as they moved. When they fired, they were fierce and accurate—at the very least, far better than those rookie employees.

Before long, every girl had scored at least one hit.

Only Xiao Mimi, who had trailed along beside Chu Fei like a little shadow, had gained nothing at all.

“Handsome Master, can’t you leave one for me?” Xiao Mimi said, dejected once more as she lowered her gun. She had specifically chosen an AK just like Chu Fei’s, feeling pleased with herself because it was her specialty. But her excitement had quickly turned into frustration. Chu Fei was simply too fast, and every shot was a headshot. She never even got the chance to fire. Even when she did manage to pull the trigger in time, the target had already been taken out by Chu Fei. Up to now, she still had not made a single score.

Xiao Mimi was so upset she almost coughed up blood.

But there were plenty of people even more frustrated than she was, people who really felt like vomiting blood: the staff of Xiao Mimi’s father’s branch company. All of them had excitedly suited up and rushed into the forest, only to be eliminated before they could even taste what jungle combat felt like, many of them not even knowing what had happened.

And one after another, they were eliminated with no warning whatsoever.

Even if they were beaten to death, they would never have imagined that the little princess of their boss had come charging in with a group of girl hunters for fun, let alone that beside the princess was a true jungle killer.

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“Handsome Master, you’re seriously fierce. Don’t tell me you shoot every day?” Xiao Mimi looked at Chu Fei with admiration, stars practically sparkling in her eyes. Girls were born with a tendency to worship heroes, and Xiao Mimi was clearly much worse than most. She had even forgotten her earlier frustration over being unable to hit anything in the forest.

“You’re the one who shoots every day. Watch your words,” Chu Fei said with a frown.

“Heehee, I meant shooting a rifle, not your little pistol.”

As their contact grew more frequent, Xiao Mimi became more and more fearless in front of Chu Fei.

“…”

Chu Fei did not bother replying. He glanced around and saw that the other girls had already changed clothes and driven off in their respective sports cars. Then he asked, “Where’s Lan Youyou? Why haven’t I seen her?”

To be honest, he did miss that fiery girl a little. Purely as a matter of remembrance, of course—he had no improper thoughts. Still, after seeing only Xiao Mimi these past few times and not that tough, Hummer-driving girl, Chu Fei had been a little puzzled.

“She’s under house arrest now,” Xiao Mimi said gloomily.

“House arrest?” Chu Fei looked at her in surprise.

“I don’t know the details either. Anyway, they’re watching her really strictly now. Even at school, her bodyguards are glued to her side.” Xiao Mimi nodded, then looked at Chu Fei. “Handsome Master, I went to see her the day before yesterday, and she was still talking about you. If she knew you were thinking of her, she’d probably be thrilled to death.”

“Heh.”

“Handsome Master, since your skills are so good, why don’t we go rescue the boss together?” Xiao Mimi suddenly brightened, looking at Chu Fei with excitement.

“What nonsense.”

Chu Fei was speechless. He did not know exactly what had happened to Lan Youyou, but it certainly was not dangerous. Rescue her? What the hell for? Wouldn’t that just make trouble?

“Hehe…”

Xiao Mimi gave an embarrassed little laugh.

“Didn’t you say you were learning martial arts? Find a place and I’ll formally teach you,” Chu Fei said, shaking off the thought of that Hummer girl.

“Great. I’ve booked the presidential suite especially for this. Handsome Master, let’s go right now. I guarantee no one will disturb our little world together,” Xiao Mimi cried excitedly.

Chu Fei was drenched in cold sweat. Looking at her, he honestly did not know what to say. Did this girl always talk like this? Did she have to make people misunderstand her to death?

And so...

Chu Fei followed Xiao Mimi into the hotel.

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In a luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel.

“Handsome Master, are you deliberately taking advantage of me?” Xiao Mimi asked suspiciously, watching Chu Fei knead her limbs over and over again.

“Just you, a little green girl?” Chu Fei snorted disdainfully, though his hands continued to work over her arms and legs. He was using internal force now, and the more he pressed and felt, the more startled he became. Xiao Mimi’s bones and tendons were unbelievably resilient. Perhaps it was because she exercised a lot in ordinary life, but there was no denying that she was naturally built for martial training.

“All right.”

A few minutes later, Chu Fei finally stopped.

He now had a clear understanding of Xiao Mimi’s physical condition, and in his mind he had already formed the most suitable training plan. With targeted training of his own design, it would not take long—ten days, maybe eight—for Xiao Mimi to be transformed. Of course, she still could not become a peerless martial expert overnight, but her physical capabilities would definitely rise several notches. By Xiao Mimi’s own words, ordinary men in groups of four or five would not be able to get close to her.

“That’s it? Handsome Master, you’re not going to keep touching me?” There was actually a trace of disappointment on Xiao Mimi’s face, because when Chu Fei had been kneading her just now, it had felt unbelievably comfortable. Better than a sauna.

Chu Fei was speechless. He could not be bothered with this girl whose brain seemed to have a hole in it. He walked over to the desk by the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up pen and paper, and wrote out a targeted prescription.

“What’s this?” Xiao Mimi leaned in curiously, looking utterly bewildered.

“Later, go and get these herbs according to this prescription. Boil one pot every day...”

“Wait, what? I have to drink a whole pot every day?” Xiao Mimi blurted out before he could finish, her face instantly turning tragic.

“Who said anything about drinking it?” Chu Fei said. “Boil one pot every day, strain it, pour it into the bathtub, and soak in it. The water temperature has to be at least 149 degrees Fahrenheit.”

He repeated, almost word for word, the old fraud’s requirements from back then. However, he had made a great many adjustments to the prescription itself, making it much simpler and gentler than the one he had used before. Otherwise, Xiao Mimi would be howling on the very first day and probably left with lasting psychological scars.

“Hot-water baths at 149 degrees? Won’t that scald me to death?” Xiao Mimi interrupted again.

“Do you want to become a master, or are you afraid of the heat?” Chu Fei shrugged.

“I...” Xiao Mimi was torn, her charming little face screwed up like a steamed bun.

Chu Fei glanced at the girl’s fair skin and finally shook his head. “Forget it. It doesn’t have to be exactly 149 degrees. Do your best. Soak for at least half an hour every day. If the temperature is lower, soak longer. The effect will be better.”

Xiao Mimi nodded eagerly. “Will I become a martial arts expert after soaking?”

“Dream on,” Chu Fei said, wanting very much to rap her on the head. “That’s only one part of it. I’ll teach you a few body-conditioning movements now. Combined with the medicinal bath I gave you, you’ll be reborn within ten days at most. After that, I’ll formally teach you fist and foot techniques.”

“Ah? I still have to wait ten days before I can learn properly? I can’t start now?” Xiao Mimi immediately looked disappointed.

“Less nonsense. Take your clothes off now...”

“Huh?”

Xiao Mimi, who had been about to bargain, stared wide-eyed at him. Then her face suddenly flushed red, and she obediently turned around to undress. She took off her little coat, then reached for her undergarments as well...

Whoosh—

Her lacy little camisole slipped from her body, revealing the fair, delicate skin beneath. On top, all that remained was a similarly lacy little bra...

“What are you taking off your underwear for?”

Looking at Xiao Mimi’s fiery back, especially those two white, round curves on her chest, Chu Fei suddenly felt a hot rush to his nose and nearly had a nosebleed before coming to his senses.

“You told me to take my clothes off,” Xiao Mimi said, turning back to look at him aggrievedly. “Didn’t that mean everything?”

Her voice was full of innocence.

Chu Fei was sweating bullets.

He discovered that Xiao Mimi really did have a hole in her head. No wonder the ancients said that a big chest meant no brains. Xiao Mimi was the perfect example.

Impossible to communicate with.

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About ten minutes later, Chu Fei left the room drenched in sweat. It was unclear whether it was because he had seen Xiao Mimi’s two exposed little globes, but while teaching her the movements afterward, his mind kept wandering. He even forgot to correct several of the postures properly before making a hasty exit.

Standing in the corridor, he took two deep drags on his cigarette before finally calming the restlessness in his heart.

Chu Fei strode out of the hotel and was about to head for the parking lot when a soft, androgynous voice suddenly came from behind him.

“You’re Chu Fei?”

“Hm?”

Chu Fei froze and turned around.

From a side corridor came two figures, a man and a woman. The woman was someone Chu Fei knew very well: Liu Huamei, the nominal boss of Red Moon.

At the moment, however, Liu Huamei was clearly half a step behind, looking much like a follower.

Yet the person walking in front of her was not Blood Fox, but a stranger. He was about six feet tall, with a slender, elongated build. His features were exquisitely refined, though his narrow, slanted eyes gave him a somewhat feminine air.

Chu Fei looked at him in surprise. He was certain he had never seen this man before.

At the same time, he could not help admiring him, because the man’s features somehow gave off a sexy kind of allure. It was the first time Chu Fei had ever realized that the word sexy could be used to describe a man. Unfortunately, the cold, feminine aura in those long eyes ruined much of that charm.

“That’s right, I’m Chu Fei. And you are?”

Though he did not know the man, Chu Fei naturally would not ignore someone who had greeted him. He smiled and asked.

“My name is Mu Feixue.”

The man smiled lightly at Chu Fei, his expression carrying an enigmatic hint of meaning, then walked straight past him, leaving behind only one sentence: “We’ll meet again.”

With that, he strolled away without looking back.

Chu Fei frowned instinctively.

Since he had stayed up too late writing yesterday and only woke up late today, I have fallen behind again. My apologies.