In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

"They are all employees of the human trafficking center, not people who were kidnapped."

Seeing Li Xiao's unpleasant expression, Yuan Zhensi explained in a stiff tone.

"It seems you have a powerful background, that they actually send several employees every day to keep you calm. I'm curious why they don't just kill you? I believe if they quietly dismembered you, no one would find out."

In comparison, those imprisoned outside were like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, but with Gen Shinji, she became the uncrowned queen of this place.

Not only does she live in a meticulously decorated Japanese-style house, but more importantly, she can treat these employees like dogs and they will obediently defend her.

"Because they dare not." Gen Shinji knelt on the tatami mat, poured warm water from the kettle into the stone mortar, then picked up a wooden spoon to scoop out the emerald green matcha, dripped it into a ceramic bowl, and handed it over with both hands. "The reason is not convenient to disclose at the moment, please understand."

Seeing her acting mysteriously, Li Xiao didn't take the cup and still had a sour face.

Li Xiao was certain that this woman was definitely not a descendant of a high-ranking Japanese official.

They may be very powerful in China, but they are powerless abroad.

Those who still have influence overseas are nothing more than gangsters or large conglomerates.

But foreign conglomerates in America are like meat rotten in a pot; anyone can manipulate them at will, and there's no need to be polite.

The only thing that could make these American officials hesitate to act is probably the large criminal organization lurking in the shadows of America.

Gangs have guns and men. Although ordinary people live in misery and dare not resist, the federal police do not dare to meddle in the affairs of large gangs.

If a federal police chief interferes too much, he is almost always shot in the back. The example of the Mexican mayor who was beheaded just six days after taking office illustrates his brutality.

Moreover, the evils bred under the American-style system of nurturing evil are so prevalent that even the top-level gangs treat the ICE (Islamic State) with utmost respect when collecting taxes.

What puzzled Li Xiao was that there were news reports a few years ago that the gangs in Sakura had fallen so low that they were selling boxed lunches. How come the gangs here still have such a big influence?

"Let me guess," Li Xiao pondered for a moment, then said confidently, "You're the daughter of the Yamaguchi-gumi leader!"

At this age, only biological daughters can receive this treatment; mistresses don't get it. For people in high positions, women are disposable. What they have no shortage of is female resources, but their own daughters are different.

Gen Shinji's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, suddenly widened, then quickly narrowed again.

You guessed wrong.

"Alright, I don't want to play games with you anymore. We've had our chat, so you'd better take care of yourself. We won't bother you any longer on your vacation." Li Xiao glanced at Yuan Zhensi's icy face, instantly losing the desire to pry, patted Constantin's arm, and turned to leave.

"Wait, I'll leave with you."

"No, we have other things to do."

Li Xiao refused outright. He had no interest in traveling with this woman, especially since some unpleasantness had just occurred. He couldn't just pretend nothing had happened immediately, so he decisively dragged Constantine away.

Zha Kang shrugged and didn't say anything. That was all he could do to help; getting in any more trouble would be annoying.

The two headed towards their final destination, where a group of people were still being held captive. Since they were going to see this through, and there were no more hostile elements in the area anyway.

Just then, the footsteps behind him followed like a vengeful ghost, and they kept quickening. Li Xiao was getting impatient. Why was this woman sticking to him like a leech?

"You...don't know...where those people are being held. I can lead the way." Gen Shinji strode up to Li Xiao, supporting himself on his knees, panting heavily. The sword case behind him swayed up and down with the rise and fall of his chest.

It took her a long time to pull the katana out of the crevice in the rock, and only after handling it did she realize how much force Li Xiao could throw it with a casual flick of his wrist.

She was confident in her own strength, but she was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree in front of the katana stuck in the crevice of the rock; she was powerless to move it even if she pressed down on it.

Finally, she took out a chisel and painstakingly made a hole in the stone before she was finally able to pull out the weapon.

After pulling it out, she first checked the blade, which was completely intact without even a chip. She was stunned.

Is this even human? This scene, which only appears in martial arts films, is actually happening right before my eyes!

The cognitive framework in her mind was shattered. Looking at the thin calluses on her fingertips that had been worn down over the years, she began to doubt her hard-earned katana skills for the first time.

Who exactly is Li Xiao? Is he from an unparalleled ancient martial arts family? A successor of a reclusive mountain sect? In her mind, she had already begun to imagine him as the crooked-mouthed dragon king from urban novels.

There's no way around it; online novels are so widely circulated in China that, compared to the Japanese novel market, which is still dominated by serious literature like "Journey Under the Midnight Sun," these overpowered protagonist novels that directly deliver a high level of enjoyment are simply a game-changer.

Li Xiao was unaware of Yuan Zhensi's inner monologue; if she could hear her thoughts, she would probably burst out laughing.

Girl, you're out of touch with the times. The books by the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King are already outdated.

"No need, I know where it is." Li Xiao glanced at it and didn't stop walking.

Li Xiao was not surprised that she knew the purpose of his trip.

The people in the live stream had long since left; anyone who wasn't blind could tell that Li Xiao was preparing to rescue someone.

Constantine shrugged and gave Gen Shinji an apologetic smile.

Genji narrowed his eyes, remained silent, and simply followed behind Li Xiao.

Her steps were light, her long legs, wrapped in leather pants, were firm and elastic, and the pant legs trembled slightly with each opening and closing. She wore a pair of elastic boots that revealed her white toes, and her toes were pressed into a light pink color by the soles of the boots when she stepped on the ground.

Li Xiao ignored her. With his super hearing, nothing could escape his ears, and he didn't need a guide at all.

As Li Xiao pondered this, she took out her phone and glanced at it. It was almost eleven o'clock already, and she wondered if she would still have time to get home. If her cousin woke up and went off to cause trouble by herself, she would miss something big.

Thinking of this, he suddenly quickened his pace and walked directly towards a dark side cave on the right without even looking. Constantine and Gen Shinji followed closely behind.

"Hey beautiful, you seem to have a thing for my good buddy," Constantine raised an eyebrow and lowered his voice. "My buddy is definitely hot and handsome, so I understand why you're interested. By the way, how old are you?"

Constantine's action was undoubtedly presumptuous; casually asking other women's ages would only earn him a disapproving look, followed by a barrage of criticism.

"Twenty-one." Genji's tone was firm and he was sparing with his words. Only when facing Li Xiao did his attitude soften a little, although almost no one could tell.