Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1133: Second Figure in the Military Commission

In the northwest corner of where Xiao Lin was standing, a pair of eagle eyes similarly locked on the position of the Black Doctor. The air around him was as dark and slow as the person himself. He originally thought he would witness some wonderful scenes, but in reality, it was surprisingly quick, leaving a strong impression of the harsh methods employed by this famous Black Doctor from Sin City.

"Sir, we should evacuate. Reports have come in of suspicious characters near the cave." A soldierly figure appeared next to the man, whispering softly.

"Bring everyone back, tell them to get on the ship, burn the goods." The man’s voice was deep and sonorous, extremely pleasant even while issuing orders, rising and falling like music.

"Destroy them all?" Clearly, the person felt hesitant about his superior’s order. One hundred tons of high-purity drugs entering the market would earn a fortune; even if they didn’t sell it themselves, finding dealers would be easy. Isn’t that what this operation is for?

"What? Doubting my orders?" The man slightly turned his head, his silent expression terrifyingly dark in the night.

"Ah, no! My apologies, sir." The officer immediately stood straight and bowed his head to the man.

"Just go do it then!" The man didn’t pursue the matter further, casually waved his hand.

"Aren’t you coming on board with us?" Seeing the man fully turned his head, the soldier was even more frightened, daring not to raise his head. "I mean, it’s very dangerous here." His words began to stutter.

"If I want to leave, the other side has to let me." The man chuckled as he spoke, his pitch-black eyes had long been fixed on him. Under his gaze, it’s not like he could just walk away. "Notify them to wait for me on board. If I don’t arrive within half an hour, set sail without waiting."

As if foreseeing his own future, the man’s serious tone left the soldier without speculation or rebuttal.

"Yes!"

The soldier turned and ran, the man chuckled again at how fearful he made people. Dusting off his clothes, he stepped out from the shadows without a second thought; maybe it was the maritime climate, but what was just a rainy sky was now dried by the sea breeze.

Black Doctor sensed someone stepping out of the shadows; he was actually waiting for this hidden person all along. From the start, he had noticed there were others besides the two of them, so when the man emerged from hiding, the head he held shot forward.

Catch or not? The man seemed to consider it, but the speed at which Black Doctor sent it didn’t give him time to think long. His hands reached out, jumping a step back to buffer the impact. With this simple move, the flying head landed firmly in his palm.

The blood was still warm, flowing through his fingers. The old man died unable to find peace, his bulging eyes terrifyingly symbolizing his regretful demise. "What a shame, shouldn’t have let you come out, didn’t expect you to die within a meal’s time."

The person he wanted to meet had already appeared. As the man left the shadows, Xiao Lin withdrew his gaze and calmly stepped forward, waving toward Black Doctor, a smile on his lips, looking extremely cute.

Black Doctor glanced at the guy who comically entered the scene. However, the person he wanted to see didn’t appear behind him, causing him to frown. "Where’s Troy?"

Ah, the first thing from his mouth was Troy; it’s really hard for Xiao Lin to believe this guy isn’t smitten with Troy, but maybe it’s just wild speculation. He shrugged at Black Doctor, revealing a clueless look, immediately provoking a dissatisfied cold snort from Black Doctor. "Oh, he’s alive, living well."

The man, completely ignored, stood silently by, neither withdrawing nor interrupting, just quietly watching Xiao Lin’s back. At this moment, in his eyes, Xiao Lin’s silhouette had many vulnerabilities, any attack would be a deadly hit, but such attacks only existed in his mind; if anything happened, even his sure-hit thoughts would be just illusions.

"Don’t keep your nerves so taut, go rest a bit; maybe Troy will come out in a while. Leave the rest to me." He spoke lightly, regardless of whether Black Doctor wanted it or not, Xiao Lin had turned and walked forward.

"What’s your name?" Xiao Lin blinked his dark pupils, under the starlight as if he might absorb someone into them.

"Qin Lin! From the military commission." The man wasn’t evasive, whatever Xiao Lin asked, he answered. He didn’t sound much like an enemy, his pleasant voice was a special stimulation for Xiao Lin.

"Has anyone told you your voice is really nice?" Huh? Qin Lin was stunned, not understanding what Xiao Lin meant, but Xiao Lin didn’t give him the time for that. "Earlier when my back was to you, did you think of many ways to attack me from behind? Oh, you’re quite cute-looking but your head is full of violence and killing, so scary!" At this moment, Xiao Lin seemed like a lecturer admonishing a student. "But why is someone from the military commission here? Are the officials relying on smuggling drugs and arms to make a fortune now?" Instantly, the topic twisted, leaving Qin Lin unsure of what to listen to or respond to.

Qin Lin? Xiao Lin spoke and recalled, the name seemed familiar, a kind of unfamiliar familiarity, seen somewhere, a fleeting memory. "Ah, I remember now!"

Startled by Xiao Lin’s loud reaction, Qin Lin stared at Xiao Lin with a look reserved for monsters; how was this guy so different from his legendary reputation? Is he really Dragon Soul’s military doctor, the future heir of the Xiao Family? "What?"

"You’re the commander of the special forces unit, right? I’ve seen your name in the Dragon Soul’s internal records. Considering that, you have power, second-in-command at least, my apologies my apologies!" As he spoke, Xiao Lin rubbed his hand on his clothes several times then extended it.

Qin Lin hesitated a bit before shaking Xiao Lin’s offered hand. "Young Master Xiao’s mocking me, huh!" Qin Lin’s voice was extremely mild, hard to discern any emotion, like chewing wood, but Xiao Lin simply responded lightly, withdrew his hand, and wiped it again on his pants, the other seemed quite nervous, all sweaty palms. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)