Chapter 142

Shan Ming had just eaten something when the phone on his bedside table rang. He picked it up and upon hearing Shen Changze’s voice, his heart trembled for a moment. He had the urge to hang up the phone immediately, but fortunately, he managed to restrain himself.

Shen Changze’s voice sounded a bit tired. “Dad, I heard you woke up. How are you recovering?”

“Mn, not bad.”

“I’ll come pick you up once I take care of things over here. Rest well for a few days,” Shen Changze emphasized, “and don’t run around.”

A wave of discomfort washed over Shan Ming. The feeling of being watched by a wolf was truly terrible. He replied in a stiff manner, “I’m not going back to China.”

Shen Changze’s tone grew heavy, “Then where are you going?”

“The case is already resolved, and Shen Yao is already apprehended. I don’t have any lingering worries now, so I’ll decide where to go on my own.”

Shen Changze fell silent. “Dad, I advise you not to be stubborn. Wait for me in Tunisia. Wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you. But if you run off recklessly, no matter where you go, I will find you.”

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He jumped out of the car and embraced Tiger Shark and Pelle tightly. Then, with joy in his voice, he exclaimed, “Pelle, you’re actually having a child.”

Pelle’s face had become slightly rounder, and she smiled as she gently caressed her belly. “I find it quite miraculous too.”

As Shan Ming looked at the sight of Tiger Shark and Pelle standing together, he genuinely felt happy for them. Tiger Shark had finally let go of the burdens in his heart, faced his true feelings, and accepted Pelle. They had even started a family of their own, just like an ordinary couple.

Tiger Shark led him into the house, introducing his crops along the way. Shan Ming glanced at Tiger Shark’s sunglasses and asked, “How are your eyes now?”

“My vision is weak, I can barely see,” Tiger Shark casually replied. “But it’s already very fortunate that I’m not completely blind.”

The three of them walked into the house, and Tiger Shark closed the door behind them.

Pelle asked, “We’ve heard about the situation. The entanglement with those creatures has finally come to an end, hasn’t it?”

Shan Ming nodded and smiled bitterly. “I just didn’t expect Ayer to become a Dragon Blood Kin as well.”

Tiger Shark chuckled. “I believe he’s quite happy about it. As long as he can survive, becoming stronger isn’t a bad thing at all.”

Shan Ming thought about Ayer’s delighted expression every day… yup, it was indeed a good thing. He changed the subject and asked, “How is your ‘business’ going?” By that, he certainly didn’t mean farming vegetables or crops. Tiger Shark had purchased the ranch mainly due to his personal interests. After retiring from the Peregrine Falcon, Tiger Shark delved into arms trading and intelligence brokerage. Misfire, who had previously been injured and retired, was now working alongside him. Their registered security company provided valuable intermediary services to the Peregrine Falcon and other mercenary organizations.

“Pretty good. As long as the world isn’t at peace, we will always have business to do,” Tiger Shark replied. He poured a glass of liquor for Shan Ming and said, “Here, let’s celebrate our reunion.”

The three of them raised their glasses and clinked them together, their hearts filled with a sense of heroism and nostalgia.

Shan Ming leisurely spent a few days on the ranch, learning how to operate modern high-tech farming machinery. It intrigued him for the first couple of days, but he quickly grew restless. He was never someone who could tolerate a life of comfort and ease for too long.

Tiger Shark saw through Shan Ming’s thoughts and asked if he wanted to return to the Peregrine Falcon. Currently, the Peregrine Falcon was led by Jobb and Koski, and their ranks had grown to over twenty members. If Shan Ming were to return, it would be a significant boost to the Peregrine Falcon’s strength.

After considering it for a few seconds, Shan Ming decisively declined the offer. Firstly, he felt too ashamed to return, and secondly, he knew that Shen Changze wouldn’t let him off easily. Going back would only bring trouble to the Peregrine Falcon.

Pelle sighed with helplessness. “So, what do you plan to do next? You don’t want to go back to China and be with your son, you don’t want to return to the Peregrine Falcon, and you don’t want to stay here any longer. Where do you want to go? How do you plan to live your life from now on?”

Shan Ming was caught off guard by the question.

How did he plan to live his life? Pelle was right— he didn’t have a specific place he wanted to return to, nor did he have a clear purpose in mind. He didn’t even know how to proceed with his life. While he lacked nothing materially and had earned enough money to last a lifetime of extravagance, he couldn’t help but wonder what he could actually do.

He couldn’t help but think about Shen Changze. It was only when he was with his son that he didn’t feel lonely.

He was torn between his longing for the care and attention Shen Changze had shown him and the desire to be free from any constraints. In this conflicting state of mind, he felt the need to retreat and hide away, just to avoid the overwhelming dilemma of being caught between two choices.

If only emotions were as straightforward as the decision of whether to kill or spare someone’s life. If it were that simple, he wouldn’t have to expend so much mental energy on these matters.

In the end, he felt that he should find something to occupy himself with. So he asked Tiger Shark to arrange some private jobs for him.

Tiger Shark was efficient in his work. The very next day, he gave him a job: to assassinate the chairman of an investment foundation, who was a notorious capitalist.

Shan Ming didn’t hesitate and agreed without a second thought. He asked Tiger Shark to arrange a car and the necessary weapons, then set off for New York.

He had booked a suite in a luxury hotel near Wall Street for a month. The hotel building was tall enough to provide a vantage point to observe the chairman’s office. Every day, Shan Ming could see the chairman coming and going from his telescope.

Shan Ming spent over a week mastering the routine of the chairman’s work hours and testing the security presence in the nearby blocks. He also devised three escape routes. During this time, he hardly stepped out of the hotel. If he wasn’t observing the target, he was drinking, living a life of drunken stupor day after day. Due to his heavy drinking without eating much food, one night he was struck with a severe stomachache, giving him intense pain. There was no one around him, and he didn’t want to go to the hospital or even get out of bed. As he thought about his chaotic lifestyle during this period, it caused him to particularly miss his son.

Later, he probably passed out from the pain. Whatever the case, he had fallen asleep. When he woke up the next day, the sunlight had already warmed the blankets on his body.

He got up and took a shower, had a little something to eat, and started to feel better, though he still felt a bit nauseous, especially after eating.

Originally, the plan was to carry out the operation this afternoon, and now, checking the time, it was time to depart.

He grabbed the backpack containing his sniper rifle, put on sunglasses and a hat, and climbed to the rooftop through the emergency passage. Once he found the previously marked sniper position, he crouched down and began assembling the sniper rifle. After assembling it, he spent half an hour fine-tuning and calibrating the rifle. Through the scope, he located the shiny, greasy head of that capitalist businessman.

He glanced at the time, and time was just right.

Shan Ming lay prone on the ground, sharply focused as he locked his target within the crosshairs…

Just as he was about to take the shot, the target suddenly stood up, walked to the doorway, and shook hands with someone. They then welcomed the person inside and both sat down on the sofa.

He didn’t expect someone to arrive at this moment, how bothersome… Moreover, the target had moved away from the optimal aiming position. Now, Shan Ming could only see the target’s shoulders and legs as he sat on the sofa.

He had no choice but to patiently wait. It was now a little after three in the afternoon, and the sun beat down on him, causing sweat to trickle down his body. He remained motionless, his gaze fixed intently on the target.

The two of them talked for about half an hour. Then, the target stood up and returned to their desk, working on the computer.

At that moment, the unexpected visitor also stood up and sat themselves across from the target.

Shan Ming was stunned and quickly aimed the scope at the visitor. He began to doubt whether he had seen wrong.

That unexpected visitor actually raised their head at that very moment, as if aware of the sniper rifle’s location, and gave Shan Ming a faint smile.

The magnified smile in the scope seemed to be right before his eyes, shaking Shan Ming to the core. “Fuck!” he cursed aloud. Shen Changze, that little scoundrel, had actually managed to find him so quickly.

He swiftly disassembled the sniper rifle, packed everything into his backpack, and then turned around and ran downstairs.