After a layover, the journey of more than ten hours finally brought the plane to Gangben.

"Goodbye!" Ouyang Yue waved farewell to each passenger.

Only when Ye Qiu's back became distant did she murmur softly to herself, "Fate will tell if we meet again!"

She was not an open girl; in her heart, she was shy. Even if she had feelings for a boy, she would never express it, let alone ask for his number.

So, she could only leave everything to fate!

Upon arriving in Gangben, Ye Qiu saw a sign with the crooked Chinese characters for Huang Ping, the alias he was using for his flight.

Ye Qiu walked over and shook hands with the Chinese man holding the sign, whose face was as dark as coal. "Hello, I'm Huang Ping."

"Zhong Fei." Zhong Fei wasn't tall, but he gave an impression of being solidly built. He wasn't a man of many words.

As he welcomed Ye Qiu, the instructions from his superior rang in his mind: "Fulfill any request that Ye Qiu has to the best of your ability. If necessary, you may mobilize the entire intelligence network in Africa."

Someone who could make Director Fei Ming so painstakingly attentive piqued Zhong Fei's curiosity.

But when he first laid eyes on Ye Qiu, he didn't feel that the man had any extraordinary abilities or standout qualities.

Nevertheless, Zhong Fei dared not show any disregard for Ye Qiu.

"Please follow me. This isn't the place to talk. Whatever it is, we can discuss it in the car." Zhong Fei led the way out.

Ye Qiu followed closely, boarding a 4x4 vehicle.

The vehicle started, heading out of the airport.

In the car, Zhong Fei was in the driver's seat, and Ye Qiu sat in the front passenger seat.

"We just got confirmed news that Blood Cross already knows you've come to Africa," Zhong Fei said in a calm tone as he drove.

Others might not know Blood Cross's strength, but being in intelligence work, Zhong Fei was very familiar with it. For instance, Blood Cross's influence in Africa alone was unbelievably vast. You could even say Blood Cross had infiltrated the entire Linfeng Power.

The latest internal turmoil between Africa's two major parties even involved Blood Cross.

"So quickly?" Ye Qiu was a bit surprised. He hadn't expected that taking a flight anonymously wouldn't work—Blood Cross still found out his whereabouts.

"According to our investigations, Blood Cross's base in Africa was vacated yesterday," Zhong Fei said.

Upon saying this, Zhong Fei found it hard to believe that Blood Cross's evacuation might be due to this unimposing young man. Although Fei Ming told Zhong Fei not to be negligent with Ye Qiu, he didn't divulge much about him.

"What about Huang Zhentian and the others? Any news?" Ye Qiu asked nervously, his emotions nearly causing him to tear the leather seat.

"Don't worry about that. According to reliable sources, Huang Zhentian and his group should still be in Gangben. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to pick you up. However, gathering intelligence will take some time."

"Our director has ordered us to fully cooperate with you. We'll do our utmost, you can rest assured," Zhong Fei said.

"Thank you," Ye Qiu nodded.

"You're welcome. I'll first take you to the hotel," Zhong Fei said.

"Okay."

Tatatata.

A burst of chaotic gunfire caught Ye Qiu's attention.

He glanced out the window. About two hundred meters away, there were two trenches in the midst of fierce fighting. Occasionally, someone fell.

It's hard to imagine that on this road, just two hundred meters away, numerous vehicles were still calmly driving along.

Moreover, many pedestrians were on the road, behaving as if it were normal to the point of riding motorcycles or bicycles in an orderly manner.

War seemed commonplace in this city!

Noticing Ye Qiu's gaze, Zhong Fei suddenly said in a serious tone:

"Oh, I must remind you, try not to go out in recent days. The fighting between Linfeng Power and Moha Power over government is intense lately.

You're unfamiliar with the area. Should you unknowingly wander into them, they won't care which nation you belong to!"

"I understand," Ye Qiu nodded.

The Yamaha Grand Hotel was the only five-star hotel in Gangben and was considered one of the safest hotels at the moment. It's said that the area was heavily guarded by Linfeng Power.

After all, war costs money. This period's hotel income must not be small, so Linfeng Power is willing to guard this place as well.

Zhong Fei helped Ye Qiu book a room and hurriedly left after handing him the key.

"Hm?"

Ye Qiu, holding the room card, was about to enter the elevator when he suddenly encountered an acquaintance!

"It's you!" Qin Hao looked at Ye Qiu with surprise and wariness.

"It's me, what now, still want a beating from me?" Ye Qiu smiled lightly.

"Hmph, what do you want?" Qin Hao retreated several steps, his face full of caution.

"Heh, relax. I'm the type not to attack unless provoked," Ye Qiu said lightly, entering the elevator. He had no time to deal with such people.

Qin Hao dared not enter, yet as the elevator doors closed, he menacingly said, "Hmph, don't say I didn't warn you. Be careful here, kid. This place is chaotic, and a Chinese identity won't help you much no matter how good you are at fighting!"

Ye Qiu shook his head, knowing this guy was trying to get under his skin after realizing he couldn't win a fight against him.

If the Demon King Ye Qiu allowed himself to be affected by such trivialities, he would never have been named the Demon King by leading global organizations.

In this city, gunfire was constant, even when trying to sleep.

At night, Ye Qiu lay on the bed, eyes closed, resting his mind.

Suddenly, the distant gunfire became closer.

Bam bam!

The shattering sound of glass echoed.

Then chaotic screams erupted in the hotel, with cries from women, agonized shouts from men, and wails from children reverberating everywhere.

"Hm?" Ye Qiu's excellent hearing caught all these sounds.

At this moment, bang!

The door to Ye Qiu's hotel room was violently kicked open.

Ye Qiu sat up, initially intending to deal with the intruders quickly. Yet, observing their amateurish moves and unstable steps, he realized they weren't from Blood Cross.

"Come out with your hands up, or don't blame us for not being polite!" The speaker used English.

Thinking it wasn't time to reveal his identity, Ye Qiu raised his hands and walked out.

All the hotel guests were herded into the hotel lobby.

There were more than a hundred people here, with a variety of skin colors—yellow, black, and white.

Ye Qiu roughly noted that there were about fifty of them, each wielding a weapon.

"Isn't this place protected by Linfeng Power? Where did they go?"

"I heard they're surrounded. Linfeng Power is overwhelmed and won't care about us now."

Listening to the crowd's discussions, Ye Qiu learned these bandits were likely guerillas taking advantage of the chaos. After all, the real troops were busy attacking Linfeng Power; they had no time for such looting?

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