Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 976: Chapter 20: Lost (10)

After disappearing and suddenly reappearing, much like instant transportation in a fantasy novel, as Hoodie Qiao An launched a sudden attack from behind Song Haoran, what he felt was not fear, but… excitement.

Excitement about what?

Because there are too many mysteries in this world, he verifies their existence again and again. These Extraordinary Powers, beyond what common sense can understand, but without a doubt present.

The Badge of the Sun God, Mr. Blind, The Song Big Three Brothers, zombies, and bloodsuckers… a vast world has been unveiled to him by a small corner.

In a flash, Song Haoran’s adrenaline surged, his reactions, his strength, his senses crazily enhancing in an instant!

The arm hidden in his sleeve seemed to surge with endless power, a golden light flickered beneath his skin. Just as Hoodie Qiao An’s fork was about to stab Song Haoran’s neck, he dodged.

Not only did he dodge, but Song Haoran’s elbow swiftly smashed backward in that instant — unmercifully hitting Hoodie Qiao An in the chest!

Immediately after, Song Haoran spun around suddenly, his leg whipping out like a long whip, viciously kicking Hoodie Qiao An’s side — this spinning whip leg strike was terrifyingly powerful, and Hoodie Qiao An flew sideways directly to the ground several meters away.

Whew.

Song Haoran whistled, then tossed Paul, who was clinging to him, directly towards Song Ying. Song Ying hurriedly caught him, instinctively wanting to scold Song Haoran for this behavior, but Song Haoran’s face showed a smile that made Song Ying’s heart palpitate.

She had never seen such a smile on Song Haoran’s face… like a lion roaming the African savannah at the sight of prey.

Song Ying’s words got stuck in her throat, making her feel very uncomfortable.

At this time, Hoodie Qiao An coughed a few times, unsteadily getting up from the ground — but she was evidently struggling even to stand, her body slightly bent, staring fixedly at Song Haoran.

Song Haoran slowly rolled up his shirt sleeve while staring at Hoodie Qiao An, saying, “Come on, let me see what the deal is with that irregular movement of yours… don’t disappoint me.”

Super Intuition — a power granted to him by the ‘Badge of the Sun God’. Song Haoran didn’t know the principles behind this terrifying Perception, and the so-called Super Intuition was a self-given name… but it’s apparently very fitting!

Hoodie Qiao An coldly stared, slowly alleviating a portion of her physical pain — and in that instant, Hoodie Qiao An’s body once again disappeared out of thin air.

This time both Song Haoran and Song Ying saw clearly, indeed, she directly vanished!

Especially Song Haoran, in his Super Intuition, Hoodie Qiao An indeed disappeared, as if she vanished directly from this mainland.

“Uncle!” Song Ying looked at Song Haoran in horror.

Song Haoran frowned, saying nothing, just made a gesture for silence — still no sign of Hoodie Qiao An around.

But at that moment, Song Haoran suddenly turned — and suddenly, Hoodie Qiao An reappeared behind him, yet Song Haoran had already been a step faster, delivering a knee strike!

The fierce impact made Hoodie Qiao An double over, retreating continuously, while locking eyes with Song Haoran, she disappeared once again.

Song Haoran stood still, hands naturally hanging down, as he closed his eyes!

Once again, Hoodie Qiao An appeared behind Song Haoran — this time Song Haoran sidestepped to the left, instantly dodging Hoodie Qiao An’s attack, while his arm swung out, striking Hoodie Qiao An on the side of her head!

She vanished again!

Song Ying saw an extremely eerie and unbelievable scene, Song Haoran kept his eyes closed throughout, and Hoodie Qiao An kept attacking and disappearing, but every attack was fruitless while Song Haoran struck her with ease!

And Hoodie Qiao An looked more and more miserable!

She seemed to be using her body to collide with a solid rock, getting more and more battered!

“You… are you a monster!!!”

Again, Hoodie Qiao An was beaten to the ground! This time, she wanted to get up, but the extra bones in her body seemed to be broken, the pain nearly sapped all her strength.

Hoodie Qiao An spat out a mouthful of blood, supporting herself to barely sit up.

Song Haoran finally opened his eyes, gave Hoodie Qiao An a look, “Aside from this instant transportation ability, it seems you are essentially just an ordinary person. Unfortunately, if your reaction could match this ability, you might have hurt me.”

Gritting her teeth, Hoodie Qiao An stood up again, but at that moment, her expression changed slightly.

Song Haoran also noticed Hoodie Qiao An’s anomaly — she didn’t use her teleportation-like ability again.

Song Haoran was evidently someone skilled at grasping an enemy’s psychological state.

“Oh? Not moving anymore?” Song Haoran chuckled lightly, “Let me guess… it seems your ability is not usable indefinitely… is there some condition limiting it? Or have you used up all your times?”

Hoodie Qiao An spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged spittle, her face fierce, “Don’t get cocky!”

“Give up, you can’t beat me.” Song Haoran said calmly, “You can barely stand right now. I have no intention of getting rid of you, just curious about your ability. If possible, I’d like to ask you a few questions.”

But at that moment, Song Ying suddenly cried out in pain.

This distracted Song Haoran.

In that instant, Paul, who Song Ying was holding, viciously bit her hand. Paul broke free from Song Ying’s embrace and quickly ran towards Hoodie Qiao An.

Paul spread his arms to shield Hoodie Qiao An, angrily looking at Song Haoran.

“This is tricky…” Song Haoran frowned.

Perhaps he and Song Ying could understand some things from the conversation between two Qiao Ans, but this child clearly did not understand.

Presumably in Paul’s eyes, it’s just this stranger Song Haoran has been beating up his mother Qiao An… as a child, protecting his mother seems innate.

But unexpectedly, Hoodie Qiao An suddenly picked up Paul — yet the way she held him was clearly not how a mother holds her child!

Her arm hooked around Paul’s neck, holding a dinner fork against his throat.

“How could…” Song Ying looked incredulously at Hoodie Qiao An.

Song Haoran, however, didn’t make any sudden moves, his gaze turning a bit cold — using a child as a shield, even someone accustomed to an iron-blooded life and harsh style like him found it a shameful tactic.

“You scoundrel, aren’t you good at fighting? Come on!”

Song Haoran took a deep breath, saying coldly, “Isn’t this your child?”

“I never gave birth to a child.” Hoodie Qiao An laughed mockingly, “Anyone standing in my way to a better mainland, I will personally destroy! No one can stand in my way!”

“Mom… I… I hurt… mom.”

“Shut up!!” Hoodie Qiao An shouted coldly, “I’m not your mom! Your mom already killed me… you scoundrel, don’t come over! Don’t you care about this kid’s life?”

Song Haoran could only shrug, in that moment he actually took a step forward.

But Hoodie Qiao An evidently didn’t intend to confront Song Haoran head-on, retreating with Paul as a hostage — until finally turning away.

Song Haoran didn’t pursue, instead looking at Song Ying, saying calmly, “Go see if the one down by the stairs is dead or not, we need to clear some things up.”

Song Ying suddenly looked at Song Haoran and unexpectedly asked, “Song Haoran… am I dreaming?”

“Hmm, you didn’t, you’re just as awake as I am.” Song Haoran looked at Song Ying, took a deep breath, and said, “Awake enough to confuse you whether you are in a dream or in reality.”

Song Ying opened her mouth, wanting to say many things, but could not speak at all; she could only mumble to herself, “What has happened to this world.”

“Paul… my Paul…”

But at this moment, without the need for the two to check, the white-clad Qiao An, who was severely injured by sweatshirt Qiao An, had already climbed the stairs. She pressed down on the incessantly bleeding wound on her side, directly leaning against the staircase railing, “Paul…”

Seeing this, Song Ying quickly rushed up to support her, “Are… are you okay?”

“Paul, Paul, Paul…” But the white-clad Qiao An didn’t hear it, biting her teeth to support her body, trying to leave.

Song Haoran suddenly said, “Even if you can catch up now, can you handle that madwoman just now?”

White-clad Qiao An had to stop.

Song Haoran chuckled, “How about cooperation? You tell me what I want to know, and I’ll help you get that child back. You saw it too, right? It’s easy for me to deal with her… how about it?”

It seemed there was no choice.

…

…

Inside a certain room in the airport’s medical facility.

Two guards were having a boring conversation—the one inside was Han Bingjiang, who had fainted during the interrogation.

But just then, the two guards suddenly heard a scream coming from the ward, it was from the healthcare personnel who had just gone in to check on Han Bingjiang’s situation.

The two hurriedly rushed into the room, only to see a caregiver had fallen to the ground. And on the bed, originally unconscious Han Bingjiang had covered his whole body with the quilt.

“What happened!”

One guard checked the fallen caregiver, while the other went to pull off the quilt from the bed — but after lifting it, all they saw were two horizontally placed pillows!

Oh no!

When this guard realized something, they heard the ward room door suddenly slam shut behind them!

The two guards hurriedly opened the door and rushed out, but both sides of the corridor, where could they see anyone’s shadow? They couldn’t help but frown and quickly used the walkie-talkie to call, “Calling, calling… suspect Han Bingjiang has escaped… I, I’m sorry!”

…

Can’t sit and wait for death, must leave this place!

Running frantically, Han Bingjiang was in a mess… Calm? Damn it! At this time! If he stayed, how much trouble would there be later?

That vile woman!

Qiao An!

It must be her framing me… Obviously, she was the one who knocked me out in the end! But that bunch of incompetent guys actually said they couldn’t find her! The surveillance footage didn’t show anyone? That’s bullshit! Such a big person, how could she vanish and appear out of thin air?

Don’t let me escape this time… Qiao An!

I’ll make sure you can’t survive in this entertainment circle! No! I’ll make sure your whole life can’t survive!

Maybe the heavens heard my prayers, Han Bingjiang suddenly stopped his footsteps—because, he clearly saw ahead, Qiao An was rushing towards him!

And Qiao An was carrying a child in her arms!

“Vile woman, you dare to frame me!!!” Fury took over Han Bingjiang as his eyes opened wide!

“It’s you… Get out of my way!!!”

Seeing Han Bingjiang’s appearance in an instant, Qiao An… the sweatshirt Qiao An’s entire demeanor changed, as if instantly becoming more frenzied!

“Han Bingjiang, you beast! Scum! Animal!! You’re appearing in front of me again?!!”

The sweatshirt-clad Qiao An then took a fork, without another word, and stabbed towards Han Bingjiang, even directly throwing the abducted Paul to the ground!

Evidently, Han Bingjiang wasn’t a person of long-term training, and in recent years, due to heating up the entertainment circle profitably, his body was hollowed out by wine and lust!

Faced with a mad person, even if it’s just a woman, he couldn’t stop her instantly!

He was directly knocked to the ground by the sweatshirt-clad Qiao An!

The fork in sweatshirt Qiao An’s hand was now inching towards Han Bingjiang’s eyes—he could only desperately grab this sweatshirt Qiao An’s wrist!

The two were thus wrestling on the ground!

“Han Bingjiang! You beast!! Die!!!!”

“Vile woman, you…”

Han Bingjiang resisted desperately, but the fork gradually stabbed towards his eyes, which frightened him like never before, and the expression on Qiao An up close terrified Han Bingjiang even more… It was like she was planning to devour him alive!

Who… who will save me.

Han Bingjiang’s gaze moved fearfully, hoping someone nearby could reach out to help him, even those damn police would do!

Yet the next scene, what he saw, made Han Bingjiang widen his eyes, feeling a madness like never before!

What did he see?

Another Qiao An!

Another Qiao An! Wearing a red checkered shirt, at this moment shockedly covering her mouth, fearfully looking over his way.

And beside this Qiao An, stands a young man… clearly the days before things happened, Han Bingjiang himself encountered that young man with the lost child Paul!

“Paul!”

At that moment, another shrill voice came from the other side.

Han Bingjiang suddenly looked over, only to see another Qiao An quickly running to the child tossed on the ground… Although this Qiao An in white sweater was bruised and swollen, Han Bingjiang still recognized her.

And behind the white sweater Qiao An, clearly followed Song Haoran and Song Ying.

Luo Qiu glanced at everyone… they’ve all gathered here.