Chapter 109: You Try
The male lead had always secretly loved the female lead. After discovering she had disappeared for no reason, he was naturally frantic with worry, like an ant on a hot pot, running around in circles.
The villain, whom the male lead had saved from some thugs, sat indifferently on a low stool, quietly watching the male lead run around everywhere, as if watching a monkey performing tricks at the zoo.
The amnesiac villain was a bit silly and cute, always slow to react. Every time the male lead became irritable and anxious over small matters, the villain's rock-solid demeanor would create a stark contrast, infuriating the male lead to the point of grinding his teeth, yet he could do nothing about it.
But this time was different. This time, the female lead was missing. For the male lead, this was an extremely urgent situation. Seeing the man he picked up still so calm, the male lead felt a surge of anger and threw a punch at the villain!
With a "Bang!" the villain tilted his head slightly, avoiding the oncoming fist. He blinked, his expression still composed and his tone even. "You shouldn't be so hot-tempered."
The male lead, who had punched the wall because his punch was dodged: "..."
Male lead: "Ow ow ow! That hurts!"
Ten minutes later, the villain applied medicine and bandaged the male lead while listening expressionlessly to his endless, muttered complaints.
The male lead had acted on impulse. Even though he was the one who got hurt after throwing the punch, he still apologized to the villain and swore he wouldn't be so impulsive again in the future.
The villain's expression remained unreadable: "You said that last time too."
Male lead: "..."
The male lead spent some effort checking various street corners and surveillance cameras outside some shops and learned that the female lead had been abducted with a bag over her head on her way home from work.
The male lead rushed to report the case, only to find out this was the tenth kidnapping case this month. The male lead, burning with anxiety, couldn't wait for the police to solve the case and decided to look for clues himself.
So, it must be said the male lead's protagonist aura was quite strong, because his search actually turned up some clues.
The male lead still had some brains. He knew that no matter how impulsive he was, he couldn't go alone, so he invited the villain.
The villain had been staying at the male lead's place for days, eating and drinking there, and his severe wounds had mostly healed. When the male lead made the request, he naturally had no reason to refuse. Thus, the two of them set out together.
They first found a casino—this was the last place the van used to kidnap the female lead was seen.
But a casino wasn't a place one could just walk into. Once a person stepped through those doors, they would likely have to pay a heavy price before being allowed to leave.
The male lead, who charged in recklessly, immediately got entangled by the casino's people.
Watching the stakes get higher and higher, and the male lead losing more and more, standing just one step away from losing his shirt, the villain pushed aside the frantic, sweating male lead and sat down in his seat. His expression remained perfectly composed. He said, "I'll give it a try."
The male lead hurriedly tried to push him away: "Don't push yourself!" Then he leaned close to the villain's ear and whispered, "Let's find a chance to run!"
The villain patted the male lead's hand. Though his eyes were indifferent, they gave the male lead a sense of reassurance in that instant.
The male lead and the villain looked at each other for a few seconds. The male lead decisively stood behind the villain's chair.
The next hour brought an overwhelming victory for the villain. Not only did every chip he wagered find its way back, but he also completely reversed their fortunes, winning back several times their original stake.
The entire casino was abuzz with excitement by this turn of events!
The casino owner was alerted and came down personally to be the banker, trying to persuade the villain to place a big bet, the kind that would risk his entire fortune.
The villain refused.
The male lead also said he wanted to leave and went to collect the chips.
But then, the casino owner took out a sharp dagger and stabbed it hard into the table.
The meaning was clear: this isn't for you to decide. Since you stepped into this place, everything is up to us.
The casino's staff also moved, blocking their escape.
The other gamblers scattered like frightened birds, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
The male lead and the villain exchanged a glance. In that look, there was perfect understanding.
They decided to fight.
The action sequence, with its brutal and intense hand-to-hand combat, began just like that.
After throwing the unscrupulous casino into chaos, they accidentally hid in a room and discovered the door to the basement.
Driven by curiosity, they ventured deeper, forcing open one heavy door after another. With each barrier they passed, the ominous atmosphere grew more palpable.
When they pushed open the final heavy door, a foul, decaying smell assaulted their senses.
A crack finally appeared on the villain's perpetually aloof and indifferent face.
Inside, they saw hell.
It turned out this was an underground market for human trafficking.
Living people were displayed with price tags; once vibrant individuals had been reshaped into forms catering to buyers' preferences—forms that clearly shouldn't belong to a normal person.
Looking at those people imprisoned in cages, at their tragic, unbearable appearances and physical states, the male lead couldn't hold back and leaned against the wall, vomiting until his world went dark.
The villain, however, merely frowned. His expression, which had cracked for a moment, quickly returned to normal.
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