Chapter 98 Gathering of Heroes

TL: Last chapter of the day!

Tian Shui Church. Under the sound of continuous firecrackers, a long limo slowly pulls up and parks in front. Its followed by a long convoy full of A8s, M7s, and other luxury cars behind it. In front of the auditorium there are many guests who are waiting for the bride and groom to come out of the limo.

Hu

The Audi TT speeds past the church and stops on the side of the rode. Lin Wan Er, carrying a white purse, opens the car door: Lets go. Well walk there! Hehe, today I get to see exactly what kind of people Zhan Long, a fifth rate gaming studio, has as their top assassin.

I grin: You can insult me but you cant insult Zhan Long which is a dream of our youth. I wont tolerate your bad mouthing

Oh?

Lin Wan Er stands outside the car putting her head through the window to see me. She grins: A dream of your youth? Does this mean brother Xiao Yao is admitting hes gotten old? Have you already decided youre no longer young?

I dont answer her questions and only say: Compared to you, a 19 year old girl, I cant count as a young guy. And the youngest member of Zhan Long Studio is Song Han, 24 years old. The oldest is Fox, 27 years old..

Lets go. Were going to visit Song Han!

Sure!

Getting out of the car, I straighten my collar and discover that what Im wearing is definitely not suitable for this occasion. In contrast, Lin Wan Er looks like a fashion model. Shes wearing a pink T-shirt, white coat, plus a small light blue skirt. Her long hair flutters in the wind and her two slender legs look elegant in those snow white high heels. In her hand is a white purse. That pretty face perpetually bears an alluring smile. While not losing the charm of a young girl she has the makings of a successful woman. Shes a ten. She obviously looks like she should not be by my side.

Walking towards the church, the bride and groom had already stepped out of their car and entered the churchs assembly hall in the middle of the colorful firecracker fanfare. While the guests continuously applaud, Lin Wan Er and I slip in but Lin Wan Er attracts the sight of almost all of the male guests. They could not bear to look away. Anyone would give her a ten.

Ahem

Lin Wan Er coughs and awkwardly grabs my right hand by the sleeve and pulls me forward. She did not directly touch my hand which left me a little disappointed. But just by imagining her taking my hand I could die happy. Oh well, thats just an illusion. I should just focus on being the bodyguard!

Entering the church as guests take their seats, Lin Wan Er and I just stand to the side. As the music softly plays, the guests eyes follow the bride as she slowly makes her way to the end of the hall where a faintly smiling priest is wearing a black robe and holding a bible. Its Song Han. Believe it or not this kid really does look like a priest.

In God, the Almighty Father, I trust

Little Wolf (Song Han) begins reading the bible. After reading a long passage he turns and smiles gently at the two soon-to-be newlyweds saying: Today in the face of God and all those before us bear witness the groom, the handsome Mr. Zhen, and the beautiful bride, Ms. Hao are here to enter into sacred marriage

Before another word takes place, with a bang, the auditorium door flings open. A murderous-looking fat man with sunglasses rushes in with at least a dozen people behind him. Pointing at the bride he yells: Hao Mei Li, you bitch! You said wed be together for a lifetime. I bought you a house and a car and now youre actually marrying this pretty boy. Ill kill you!

The fat man lunges forward with his fists raised: And you priest. Do you understand who this woman is? You dare preside over my girls wedding with this other man, go die!

Little Wolfs hand jerks and the bible lands on the floor: Crap, whats happening?!

Adjusting his robe, Little Wolf backs up half a step. His skills dont appear to have diminished over the past few years and he lifts his legs to kick the fat man heavily in the stomach. Seeing the grooms purple face, the bride turns pale: Zhang Da Long, you you actually found out

The groom: Mary, you really had an affair with him! IIm going to die..

The scene dissolves into chaos.

I reach out and grab Lin Wan Ers hand and dash forward. With a light bump with my shoulder, I knock out a black suited guy who came following the fat guy to start a fight. Hes out cold on the floor without even knowing what hit him.

Brother Xiao Yao?! Song Hans eyes widens: Haha, you came!

I stare: Still smiling? Hurry up. Are you waiting to get beat? Dont get us mixed up in this. Walk faster. You got the paycheck right??

I got it. I got it. The 1500.

Haha, lets go!

Leading Song Han with one hand and Lin Wan Er with the other. I push my way through the crowd. While running, Song Han didnt overlook the girl by my side and couldnt help but ask: Damn! Brother Xiao Yao, this beautiful girl is your..

Friend!

Girlfriend?

Lin Wan Ers face reddens: No! Dont misunderstand.

Ah, I see its still not working out.

Little Wolf, keep talking and Ill kick your ass!

Alright, Ill stop talking..

Our trio runs out of the dining hall and stands outside on the grass. Song Han breathes heavily and Lin Wan Er is clutching her stomach, laughing uncontrollably.

Laughed enough? A few minutes later, I look at Lin Wan Er.

She seems to notice me and Song Han looking at her and immediately adjusts her skirt: Hehe, we didnt come here today for nothing. How amusing um, time to go to the next destination, right?

I nod: Ah! Little Wolf, next. lets go find Old K (Ran Min). You know where he is?

Song Han still wearing his priest robes and says: Uh the other day I heard Old K lost his job and has nothing to eat. He told me before the temple provides free porridge and water to pilgrims. So he will probably go to the temple to scrounge for food. If we go directly there, we should be able to find him

I nod: Okay!

Lin Wan Er is petrified like a beautiful sculpture: A beggar beggar Zhan Long Studio really is full of exotic weirdos

Song Han grins: Piece of cake

Instantly I feel that I just lost all of my face.

In the Audi TT, we return to the West Lake district. Since the temples not too far away, we park the car in a nearby parking lot and walk into the temple.

Since todays not a weekend, there arent that many tourists. In the distance, at the end of a long line, are large pots from which a few monks are handing out porridge. Even a hundred meters away we can still smell the plain rice porridge aroma.

Old Ks over there! Song Han points after scoping out the place.

Lin Wan Er and I immediately look over and sure enough standing there in the crowd is a man with short hair, wearing a plaid shirt. Hes about 1.85 m with a rough and famished look. While rubbing his hands, he grumbles: So hungry. No food for three days. Finally, Ill be able to eat a decent meal

Before Song Hang can go over to say hello, Lin Wan Er stops him: Wait, not yet. First, lets observe. I want to see the quality of a member of Zhan Long Studio..

I want to say something but one look at Lin Wan Ers curious little face and I hold back.

Sir, give me another bowl please! The Old K said patting his stomach.

That young monk gives him another bowl. After he finishes it in one gulp: Master of compassion, please another bowl

The monk gives him another bowl and Old K finishes it again: I am a compassionate Buddhist

We look from afar as Old K drinks 9 bowls one after the other. I see Lin Wan Ers face looking a little purple from watching this. She looks at me and says: Originally I thought you ate like a slob, but compared to him, your table manners are reserved

I look down at my collar: Of course, Im an intellectual

Yeah right..

After drinking the 9th bowl Old K looked like he wanted to keep eating but he got his bag and went to the back. Inside, several senior monks were sitting there listening and offering advice to the pilgrims. This is also free today.

Pa!

Old K sits down in the chair and begins to cry. The monk smiles invitingly and Old K says: Monk, I have recently been especially depressed. Ive had difficulty sleeping soundly every night. Even if I find work Ill always just get fired and sometimes I even have suicidal thoughts. Sir, whats the clear path for me?!

The smiling Buddhist looks at Old K: Young man, I can understand your feelings. Come take this cup

Old K hesitates but takes the cup from the hands of the monk. The monk then picks up the kettle next to him and begins to pour into the cup while saying: Your mind is like this glass of water. Seemingly its never full. But once the water overflows you will naturally know when to put it down. This is also true in life. If you know how to put it down then youll be at ease

Water overflows down the cup and splashes on Old Ks hands.

Eh

Old K feels pain and is seemingly disillusioned. He jerks his hand and the mug falls to floor: I understand what you said, but but

Suddenly making a fist, Old K starts violently beating the bald monk. As he hits him, Old K curses: Bastard. You burned my hand. You burned my hand!!

Hua!

I rush to Old Ks side and grab his hand: Well Ill be d*mned. Old K, you bastard!

What the heck?! Who dares

Old K turns and finds only me. Suddenly the anger in his eyes is swept away. With eyes red with tears, he rushes over and hugs me shouting: Damn, Xiao Yao, is that really you!?! Ive missed you

I shake myself free from Old Ks tough bear hug. Floating my way back to Lin Wan Ers side, I sternly say: Old K, the reason why I found you today is because I want to rebuilt Zhan Long Studio and recreate our gaming dream!

Old K says with a hint of despair: But the game helmets so expensive Wait, isnt that Song Han over there? Hurry up and come here to give me a hug

Song Han hugs him and with an impressively painless face: No problem the helmets taken care of!

Nice! Then Ill do it. If I can have a bite to eat then Ill be fine! Old K is ecstatic.