Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 699 - 702: The Stomach Protests Again

Chapter 699: Chapter 702: The Stomach Protests Again
The leader finally stood up, his eyes ablaze with the will to fight, "True to a military family background, indeed skilled. Let me have a go at you."
Although this person seemed unimpressive, he was the leader today, and Shitou was not to take him lightly.
"Please," Shitou was also keen to test his mettle.
In an instant, the two of them were fighting fiercely. Shitou’s moves had no specific routine; he had made a point of collecting and studying many martial arts techniques and fighting styles from both domestic and international sources.
So even though the leader had been watching Shitou’s moves all along, he couldn’t figure out Shitou’s depth. He always prided himself on his skills, and although not comparable to the top assassins in the Desire Alliance, he was better than the rest.
These subordinates were all trained by him, not quite up to his level, but there were many of them. Yet they had been dealt with by Shitou so easily, which piqued his interest in Shitou even more.
Yet to his surprise, he did not last more than a few exchanges with Shitou. His spirit was severely struck, "What kind of kung fu is this? I’ve never seen such a style."
Shitou looked at him and said, "What position do you hold in the Desire Alliance, or does the Desire Alliance high-level have any of your relatives?"
The other person laughed, "I am the son of the leader of the Desire Alliance, believe it or not?"
The crown prince of the Desire Alliance? Shitou raised an eyebrow. That was a joke; if the crown prince of the Desire Alliance was at this level, the future of Desire Alliance was worrisome.
However, he didn’t know how many sons the leader of Desire Alliance had, so he asked, "Which son are you?"
"The younger one," and he was an illegitimate child, but naturally, the other party wouldn’t say that.
Shitou was unexpectedly surprised by his frankness. Upon hearing this, he understood if he was the youngest son, not the key to cultivation, it was not surprising.
"Leaving now," Shitou had no more interest in staying.
"Hey, you’re leaving your friends behind?" the other person said.
Shitou smiled at him. The other person looked behind him to find his men asleep, unable to see the two young people who had been tied up.
The other person was dumbfounded, "How did you do that? What did your people use to knock out my men?"
"I won’t tell you." Shitou found the person quite interesting, but unfortunately, they were on different paths and did not share the same intentions.
Seeing that Shitou was about to leave, he shouted again, "Don’t you want to know who’s after the research results in your hands?"
"Will you tell me?" Shitou turned and asked.
"Not telling." There are rules in the Desire Alliance; they never disclose their clients.
"Then that settles it. You better get your people out of here, the police are coming." Without any further conversation, Shitou walked straight out of the alley, and as for what happened to those knocked-out people, that was none of Shitou’s concern.
It was the bodyguards who had stunned those men with electric stun guns. Shitou had modified it into a new type of stun gun. Although it had been tested, it had never been used on anyone before. Now, it seemed the effects were quite satisfactory.
The other person did not stop Shitou any longer. When Shitou got back, Chen Sien and his junior brother Liang Bin were already at home.
The two of them nodded and didn’t linger; they were sent away by the bodyguard arranged by Shitou.
After they left, Shitou turned to his bodyguard, Li Long, "Uncle Long, check out the Desire Alliance for me. I need detailed information on the Desire Alliance, as well as on its leader and his sons."
Soon after, Shitou had the information on the Desire Alliance. The leader of the Desire Alliance sowed his seeds far and wide, with more than twenty sons and several daughters.
However, they were all born to his lovers; whether there were any children abandoned outside was unknown.
But now the Desire Alliance leader only had four sons left - the first three were all extraordinarily capable, and the last one was the one Shitou had met.
And there were only two daughters left; the rest had all perished, if not on Training Island, then dying on a mission.
This showed how intense the competition was in the Desire Alliance, and with survival of the fittest, these sons and daughters had certainly fought among each other.
The Desire Alliance had a rule: all heirs of the Desire Alliance must go through assessments on Training Island. With many children, the Desire Alliance leader used to send all his sons and daughters there.
Perhaps too many children had died, so the Desire Alliance leader was more lenient with his youngest son. Although the youngest son had also been to Training Island, he had not undergone the brutal training and assessments.
After reviewing this information, Shitou’s eyes narrowed slightly. Could Black Hawk be affiliated with the Desire Alliance, possibly even within it?
Shitou’s long fingers flicked the documents lightly, then he opened his laptop and instructed his bodyguards, "You all go on with your duties, no need to disturb me unless necessary."
The bodyguard moved his mouth, wanting to remind Shitou of something, but Shitou was already engrossed in his computer, and they had no choice but to leave.
Soon after, Xiao Shu came back and, seeing Shitou busy, asked, "Brother, have you eaten?"
"Not yet." Shitou then remembered he hadn’t eaten. He had instructed the bodyguards not to disturb him. Previously at school, he had been hungry, but now he wasn’t troubled by hunger, and his stomach hadn’t sounded any alarms.
Shitou stood up, planning to put away his laptop, when Xiao Shu said, "Brother, you keep busy, I’ll cook."
Although there were plenty of restaurants outside - they often ate out or at the school cafeteria - more often, they cooked for themselves.
Xiao Shu quickly entered the kitchen, tied on an apron, rinsed the rice and set it in the rice cooker, plugged it in, pressed the button, took out food from the refrigerator, and made a few simple dishes and a soup.
As the food simmered and the aroma filled the air, Shitou’s stomach sounded the alarm once again.
Shitou stared at his stomach in silence, while Xiao Shu came over to call him to eat and heard the sound, promptly laughing, "Bro, it’s no wonder your stomach complains when you always eat irregularly."
Shitou chuckled. It was true, sometimes he was too busy to care about his hunger, and if his stomach didn’t protest, Shitou wouldn’t feel hungry.