Chapter 379: Sisters

As time crept closer to midnight, the deep winter night made even the southern city of Zhonghai unbearably cold.

Qiangwei didn't like the smell of heated air from the air conditioner. Besides, since she practiced martial arts regularly, her physical condition was far better than that of an average person, so she didn't turn on the air conditioner in the room.

This made it tough for Mo Qianni, who was used to staying in warm offices. Initially, when she entered the room, it was fine, but after sitting for a while, she began to shiver.

However, seeing Qiangwei wearing only a thin silk nightdress, with her full legs faintly visible as she moved around, Mo Qianni was reluctant to ask Qiangwei to turn on the air conditioner. She felt that doing so would make her appear weak, which she definitely didn't want.

After Yang Chen left, less than ten minutes passed, and Qiangwei had been on the phone in the room, seemingly giving instructions. She just told Mo Qianni to sit and wait and to help herself if she wanted anything to drink.

When Qiangwei finished her last phone call, she walked over to sit opposite Mo Qianni, smiling as she introduced herself, "My name is Qiangwei."

"Mo Qianni."

This was the second time the two women shook hands, but the first time they formally introduced themselves.

After a brief handshake, both of them didn't know what to say. Sitting face to face in silence felt awkward and needed to be broken.

"You—"

"You—"

Both women spoke simultaneously, trying to ask the other something, which made them collide in their words.

Qiangwei couldn't help but laugh, and Mo Qianni also laughed, finally easing the tension.

"You go first," Qiangwei said, "After all, you're the guest."

Mo Qianni pointed to the central air conditioner, "Can you turn on the heat? I'm feeling a bit cold."

Qiangwei was momentarily stunned, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I saw that you were wearing so little," Mo Qianni began, but stopped herself from finishing with "I felt embarrassed to ask."

Qiangwei suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you know what I was going to ask you?"

"What?"

"I was going to ask you if you were cold," Qiangwei winked at Mo Qianni.

Mo Qianni was surprised and pouted, "I should have let you speak first."

"I was just joking," Qiangwei quickly added.

Mo Qianni, feeling teased, was naturally unhappy. She frowned and pouted, wanting to say something, but being unfamiliar with Qiangwei and in her place, she held back.

Qiangwei stood up, walked to the wall, and turned on the central heating. When she looked back and saw Mo Qianni still looking gloomy, she couldn't help but laugh, "I was just teasing you. If Yang Chen comes back and sees you looking so anxious, he'll think I didn't take good care of you."

Suddenly remembering something, Mo Qianni asked, "Qiangwei, were you arranging for someone to come and protect us just now?"

Qiangwei nodded, "I called as many people as I could. Since Yang Chen said Zhonghai is dangerous tonight, it's better to be cautious."

"Do you run a security company? Why did he say it would be safe here?" Mo Qianni was most curious about this. The woman in front of her seemed similar to herself and didn't look like she had any self-defense skills.

"Security company?"

Hearing Mo Qianni's guess, Qiangwei couldn't help but laugh until she bent over. Then she said with some pride, "Actually, I'm in the underworld. I'm a gang leader."

Since Yang Chen had brought Mo Qianni to her place, Qiangwei felt there was no need to hide anything from her.

To her surprise, after hearing this, Mo Qianni showed a look of disbelief, rolled her eyes, and said, "It's okay if you don't tell me the truth, but you don't have to make up such a story to fool me. I'm not a three-year-old. Besides, no gang leader looks like you."

Qiangwei blinked in confusion. She was telling the truth, so why didn't Mo Qianni believe her?

"What's wrong with the way I look?"

"If gang leaders looked like you, who would be afraid of them? They should at least look fierce and menacing, giving people chills just by looking at them, and speak in a sinister tone that makes one's hair stand on end. You look younger than me by a year or two. Calling you a 'little sister of the underworld' would be more fitting," Mo Qianni said, thinking she was making a reasonable analysis.

Qiangwei touched her face, dissatisfied. "How do you know I'm younger than you? Maybe I was born earlier. You don't look any older than me."

Having spent many years in the business world, Mo Qianni's skill at reading people far surpassed Qiangwei's. From Qiangwei's expressions and gestures, she could deduce things Qiangwei herself was unaware of.

Immediately, Mo Qianni asked Qiangwei to reveal her birthdate.

Qiangwei, suspecting nothing, said it offhandedly.

When they compared their dates, it turned out that Mo Qianni was indeed a year older.

This revelation left Qiangwei a bit deflated. Initially, she had been taking care of Mo Qianni magnanimously, but now their roles as elder and younger sisters had reversed!

For the first time in her life, Mo Qianni felt that being older was an advantage. She seemed to gain more confidence in front of Qiangwei and leaned in to say, "Little sister Qiangwei, I'll call you that then."

Seeing Mo Qianni's smug expression, Qiangwei retorted, "Being born earlier doesn't count. Let's arm wrestle; whoever wins will be the elder sister."

With that, Qiangwei rolled up her right sleeve, revealing a fair, slender arm, and looked at Mo Qianni with a determined face.

Mo Qianni opened her mouth halfway, caught between amusement and exasperation. "Little sister Qiangwei, girls don't arm wrestle or compete in strength. That's something men do."

Qiangwei realized she was being a bit silly. Normally, she wouldn't behave or speak like this. Despite being in her twenties, her experience in the underworld made her mature and capable beyond her years. Perhaps it was because they both knew each other's identity that a sense of competition arose subconsciously.

Moreover, Mo Qianni was also a woman. Other than Chen Rong, whom she treated like a little sister, Qiangwei had no close female friends, making her more relaxed and gentle in this interaction.

Just as Qiangwei was pondering how to respond to Mo Qianni, a knock came from the door.

Qiangwei answered, and the door opened from the outside.

Xiao Zhao, dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans, stood there holding a shiny black automatic rifle. He grinned at Qiangwei, "Big sister, the brothers are all assembled. We'll be guarding the bar all night. You can rest easy."

"Got it. After tonight, give the brothers some good foreign liquor as a New Year's gift," Qiangwei said casually.

"Sure thing," Xiao Zhao replied before closing the door and heading off to organize the guards.

Qiangwei turned back, about to suggest Mo Qianni wash up and rest, but saw Mo Qianni looking at her with wide, glistening eyes, filled with a mix of fear and amazement.

"Sister Mo, what's wrong?" Qiangwei had decided to concede and call her sister, as she didn't have one herself.

Mo Qianni shook her head quickly, "Are you really a gang leader?"

Qiangwei pouted, "Didn't I tell you earlier? You just didn't believe me. I'm the biggest in the underworld in Zhonghai."

Mo Qianni smiled wryly. Characters like these only appeared in movies; she didn't expect to meet one casually. Besides, Qiangwei's image was vastly different from the typical underworld figures in her imagination.

"Qiangwei, you don't have to call me sister," Mo Qianni said.

"Hmm?" Qiangwei didn't understand why she said that.

Mo Qianni bit her lower lip. "I won't bully you anymore. You can call me Qianni, and I'll call you Qiangwei."

Qiangwei finally understood what was going on with Mo Qianni and pretended to be serious. "How can that be? You're older than me, so I should call you sister."

"I'm not as strong as you, it's fine."

"That's something men compete over, not girls."

Mo Qianni got annoyed and said angrily, "If you keep this up, I'll tell Yang Chen you bullied me when he gets back, and he'll punish you."

Qiangwei blushed, her beautiful eyes shimmering. "Sister Mo, does your... husband, oh no, does Yang Chen hit you?"

"You called him husband," Mo Qianni muttered, "No, he wouldn't hit me, but he'd definitely hit you. You're stronger than me."

Qiangwei realized she was still wearing her thin nightdress and had been walking around in front of Mo Qianni. Her face flushed with embarrassment. Although they were both women, it was the first time she had dressed so casually in front of someone other than Yang Chen.

Thinking it over, she realized that Mo Qianni wasn't really an outsider. Chatting with her felt like talking to a long-time friend or sister. Given Yang Chen's connection to both of them, they would likely see each other often in the future. Qiangwei had some mischievous thoughts she usually suppressed.

"Sister Mo, I have a few more nightdresses. Why don't you change into one too?"

"Why?"

"Since my husband won't be back tonight, I'll sleep with you."

By the time Mo Qianni realized something was off in Qiangwei's eyes, it was too late. Qiangwei lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Mo Qianni's slender waist, burying her head in Mo Qianni's chest!

Mo Qianni's startled scream echoed through the room, followed by a mix of laughter and playful scolding from the two women.

While Qiangwei was playfully tussling with Mo Qianni in the room, Yang Chen, who had left the bar not long ago, was getting into his car, ready to call Lin Zhiguo to figure out the current situation.

Before Yang Chen could dial, Cai Ning suddenly called.

Yang Chen had a bad feeling. As soon as he answered, the voice on the other end bluntly said, "The General has been captured."

Yang Chen rubbed his forehead. Things were worse than he had imagined, but he remained calm. He instructed Cai Ning to try to contact other members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade. Meanwhile, he started his car and headed for the aircraft carrier base at the hidden port, a location sent to him by the Sea Eagle team.

On the highway, with the traffic flowing smoothly, Yang Chen increased his speed as much as possible. His mind was flooded with questions. After numerous encounters, he realized that the strength of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade was relatively weak compared to many foreign organizations. Although they had some skilled members, it was hard to believe that such a team could protect such a vast territory.

Now, even Lin Zhiguo, the General, had been captured by the Great Brahma King. Although it was unclear what the Great Brahma King intended to do, the weakness of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade was evident.

Yang Chen wondered if the Yanhuang Iron Brigade had some hidden trump card. Otherwise, with Lin Zhiguo captured and the rest of the members scattered, what could they possibly accomplish?

He had helped them multiple times, hoping to maintain some peace domestically, but now it seemed like the organization was a hopeless case.

Before Yang Chen could think further, a shadow suddenly appeared, rushing toward his car on the unlit highway!

With his sharp vision, Yang Chen quickly realized that it was a tanker truck, deliberately driving with its lights off, hurtling toward his car at high speed!