25: Chapter 25 Miyamoto 31 25: Chapter 25 Miyamoto 31 Miyamoto San’ichi!
Upon hearing these four words, Cheng Junjun and his companion in the corner suddenly changed their expressions drastically and turned their heads sharply.
Zhao Mengke, on the other hand, looked puzzled at Qin Hao.
How did Qin Hao know the male waiter’s name?
Could it be—they were lovers before?
Zhao Mengke weakly glanced at Qin Hao, then at the male waiter, and had already conjured up a forbidden romance in her mind, inexplicably moved to tears.
“Sir, are you calling me?”
The male waiter looked at Qin Hao in astonishment and said, “My name is not Miyamoto San’ichi.”
“Of course, I know you’re not called Miyamoto San’ichi.” Qin Hao nodded and then said, “Now you have two paths: first, replace my coffee and I can pretend nothing happened.
Second, declare war on me.”
“Sir, I really don’t understand what you mean.” The male waiter asked with a confused expression.
“With blue irises, a scar below your neck, a black mole under your left ear, and a missing right index fingernail.
Among international fugitives, there is someone with all these features.
Can you guess who it is?”
Qin Hao toyed with the straw in his hand and smiled slightly.
Upon hearing this, the male waiter’s face finally changed drastically, suddenly launching his right hand towards Zhao Mengke.
Meanwhile, a dagger slipped from his sleeve, and he grasped it, stabbing towards Zhao Mengke’s neck!
All his actions were as smooth as flowing water, as quick as lightning, catching everyone off guard.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Mengke’s life would be wiped out along with a splash of fresh blood.
Time is so short, one thought of Hell, another of Heaven!
Just as the tip of the dagger was about to pierce Zhao Mengke’s neck, it suddenly became immobile.
The male waiter’s face changed immediately, staring dumbfounded at Qin Hao’s two fingers clamping the dagger, blocking his lethal move.
Qin Hao said calmly, “You’re hitting a stone with an egg.”
A flicker of fear passed through the male waiter’s eyes!
Zhao Mengke finally reacted to what was happening, suddenly screaming and quickly rising to retreat, her face pale as her heart raced wildly, almost exceeding 180 beats per minute.
Seeing his attack fail, the male waiter quickly retreated.
“You’d better not act rashly.”
At this moment, a faint voice resonated from the front desk.
Qin Hao, unsurprised, turned his gaze to the front desk, seeing the female waiter there, he smiled and said, “If you don’t put the gun down, I don’t mind giving you a nightmare-like experience.”
The female waiter was currently holding a dark object aimed at Qin Hao; it was a handgun.
Several terrified screams erupted, the sudden turn of events frightening all the cafe guests to pale faces.
The female waiter ignored the other guests, instead looking coldly at Qin Hao and asked, “Why do you know so much about us?”
“Miyamoto San’ichi seems to be one person, but in fact, it’s a man and a woman.
The man is called Miyamoto Jun, the woman is Nakamura San’ichi.
They like to use the twenty-first rose gesture for communication.
When you two placed an order for coffee, the gesture you exchanged was the twenty-first rose gesture, a common code in the Assassin Realm.”
Qin Hao smiled lightly and said, “So even though you disguised yourselves, you couldn’t hide your identities.
Miyamoto Jun didn’t conceal his body’s minute characteristics well at all; it’s quite a blunder.”
The male waiter Miyamoto Jun now looked very troubled.
Qin Hao had once memorized the features of internationally famous people with his terrifying memory, including assassins and various fugitives!
“Miyamoto San’ichi is actually two people…”
At this point, Cheng Junjun in the corner looked very grim.
They had been searching for people all day without realizing they were right beside them, even serving them coffee recently!
The female waiter Nakamura San’ichi coldly looked at Qin Hao, her gaze as sharp and terrifying as a sword.
“Someone you can never offend.”
Qin Hao smiled lightly and said, “Guns aren’t good things, but they aren’t scary.
What scares me is what might provoke my anger.
“Oh really?” Nakamura San’ichi’s eyes flickered and slightly withdrew the gun.
Just when Cheng Junjun thought Nakamura San’ichi was going to ceasefire, she suddenly pointed the gun at Zhao Mengke and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
When the gun aimed at her, Zhao Mengke felt a pang of alarm, sensing a deadly crisis!
Her whole body instantly felt cold, and her heart stopped beating.
As Nakamura San’ichi pulled the trigger, her mind went blank, leaving only one thought: “It’s over.”
Two figures fell to the ground.
Nakamura San’ichi’s expression changed, she shouted, “Retreat!”
She had clearly seen that as she fired, Qin Hao, without hesitation, leaped towards Zhao Mengke, shielding her under him.
“Don’t move, police!”
Seeing Nakamura San’ichi trying to escape, Cheng Junjun shouted and charged forward, determined to uphold justice.
However, the male police officer sat trembling in fear, his face filled with terror.
At this moment, Nakamura San’ichi waved her hand, and a smoke bomb exploded, instantly enveloping the entire restaurant.
At the same time, two figures rushed quickly towards the door.
“If you want to leave, at least leave something behind, like—a heavy wound!”
A cold, harsh voice suddenly rang out, followed by Qin Hao’s double wave of his hands, the straw in his hands turning into a peerless deadly weapon, sweeping through the smoke!
A miserable cry erupted.
“How is this possible?
How could he be so strong…”
“Stop babbling, run for your life!”
Two voices filled with extreme fear echoed, their words trembling.
Qin Hao thought of pursuing, but worried about Zhao Mengke, he gave up the idea.
He then looked at the Zhao Mengke beneath him and said helplessly, “How long are you going to play dead?”
Zhao Mengke had kept her eyes tightly shut, holding her breath, as if she were dead.
Hearing Qin Hao’s words, she playfully opened one eye and giggled, “I just wanted to see if you’d give me CPR.”
Qin Hao gave her a disapproving glare, having just faced life and death, and yet she could still laugh.
Then immediately, Qin Hao paused, showing a look of helplessness as Zhao Mengke smirked, then suddenly burst into tears, biting her lips, trying to be strong, but soon large teardrops started to fall.
“Alright, alright, don’t cry now, good girl.
It’s okay, I’m here.” Qin Hao hugged Zhao Mengke, understanding her.
After all, for a young girl, experiencing life and death is too cruel; she wanted to act tough, but in such a moment, she needed to vent her fear.
“Boo hoo, Qin Hao, I was so scared.” Zhao Mengke cried profusely, clinging tightly to Qin Hao, sobbing in his arms, very endearing.
Qin Hao gently comforted Zhao Mengke for a long time until she finally wiped her tears with grievance, still sobbing occasionally, her eyes red from crying, making her very pitiful.
“Qin Hao, thank you.”
Then, Zhao Mengke looked at Qin Hao with large, grateful eyes, thinking of how he had thrown himself over her without any hesitation, and her heart was moved like a surging river.
“Oh dear, you’re hurt?” Suddenly, Zhao Mengke noticed the tear in Qin Hao’s shoulder wear, along with a gash on his shoulder.
“It’s nothing.” Qin Hao shook his head.
The wound was left by the bullet grazing his shoulder.
It was fortunate not to have been hit directly.
With Qin Hao’s healing ability, it would probably heal within an hour.
Meanwhile, as the smoke cleared, Qin Hao helped Zhao Mengke up, looked around, and asked, “Still want to go shopping?”
“No, I want to go to school.” Zhao Mengke hurriedly shook her head, thinking of the earlier scene, which still filled her with panic.
“Let’s go.” Qin Hao smiled gently, picking up Zhao Mengke’s things and heading outside.
At that moment, a loud shout echoed.