Chapter 27: Felicia
New York at night, with its towering skyscrapers, was majestic and imposing.
A thin mist gradually enveloped the city, as if draping a veil over the night sky.
Between the bustling steel jungle, cars came and went.
Ji Ze'er had parked in the busy area of Chinatown, very close to Mo Fei's home.
With his hands in his pockets, Mo Fei walked slowly down the street.
His mind was still on those invincible long legs!
"Although the legs are long, they are still far from the standard model figure of Victoria's Secret!" Mo Fei stroked his chin and said, "Perhaps one day, when my medical skills are upgraded again, I will have such a formula?"
Ji Ze'er was perfect in every way, except for her A-cup chest, which was a pity!
If he could use medical means to make up for her shortcomings, then it would be absolutely perfect!
...The Old Beggar felt that a certain little rascal was cursed!
Perhaps it was because he was destined to clash with him.
He had been staging fake accidents on this street for several months, and he had never failed once.
Yet, ever since he encountered that little rascal these past few days, not only were two of his related scams ruined, but his other scams also failed for various reasons, not a single one succeeding.
What else could it be but a curse?
The first time, when surgical scalpels and hammers made of fine steel fell out of his pocket, he knew that this young man was not to be trifled with, and he might even stab him if provoked.
Later, it proved his hunch was correct; this was a jinx, not to be provoked, not to be provoked!
But if I can't provoke him, can't I at least avoid him?
From now on, I'll walk around you.
I'll rest during the day and come out to work at night, okay?
I refuse to believe I can be that unlucky!
With his makeup meticulously applied, the Old Beggar sat at a street corner, with a head of silvery white hair, ragged, dirty clothes, and most vividly, a dazed expression that easily evoked sympathy.
After observing for about ten minutes, the Old Beggar's eyes lit up; business was coming.
It was a BMW X5, driven by a very beautiful female driver wearing designer clothes.
Hey, rich and a woman, who else would he hit?
Women are generally softer-hearted and easier to extort money from, though it's a bit risky if she mistakes the brake for the accelerator... But no fear, I, an old man, love making this kind of dangerous money.
He timed it perfectly... Just as the BMW X5 was about to turn, the Old Beggar, with the speed of a hundred-meter sprinter, crashed into it.
Immediately, a beautiful blonde woman got out of the car in a panic, asking the Old Beggar if he was alright.
Onlookers also gathered around, playing their part.
The beauty wore a black pleated skirt, a small sleeveless top, black stockings, and tall boots, looking extremely charming.
She was tall, with delicate features; a true beauty.
Mo Fei, watching the commotion from a distance, smiled.
Meeting the Old Beggar again, it truly was fate!
He cleared his throat, adjusted his expression, and rushed over with feigned shock and anger: "Cousin? Cousin, what's wrong with you? Who hit my cousin again?"
Strange, why did he use the word 'again'?
The onlookers turned to look at Mo Fei, their faces full of surprise.
When they turned back to look at the Old Beggar, who was wailing on the ground... they were astonished to see the Old Beggar suddenly burst into a sprint comparable to that of Bor, shouting: "Damn you, it's you again, you brat! What evil did I do in my past life to encounter a scoundrel like you in this life?!"
"Huh?" Mo Fei was also very surprised to see the Old Beggar flee at the sight of him. He didn't realize what kind of psychological trauma he had inflicted on the Old Beggar.
"Mo Fei?"
A voice as melodious as a nightingale in a secluded valley made Mo Fei turn his head, meeting a pair of calm eyes.
"Are you with him?" The woman's expression was unreadable; she simply looked at Mo Fei quietly.
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Mo Fei immediately denied it three times.
"Then what's your relationship with him?"
"I just ruined two of his fake accidents like that." Looking into the woman's eyes, Mo Fei's voice inexplicably grew weaker, as if he lacked confidence.
Memories unlocked again.
This was another one of his ex-girlfriends, Felicia, the only daughter of the Hardy family, a true New York socialite, Mo Fei's girlfriend during college.
And if Mo Fei remembered correctly, she also seemed to be the Marvel Universe anti-hero – Black Cat.
Wow, Mo Fei admired his former self. His womanizing skills were too impressive; not only did he hook up with Ji Ze'er, a retired Agent from Mossad, but he also managed to get with a major Marvel Universe character like Felicia.
One must know that he was just an ordinary person without a system or superpowers!
"That's for the best!" Felicia looked at Mo Fei and said seriously, "If you need money, you can tell me. I'll lend it to you, but never do such things."
"I know, I know!" Mo Fei quickly nodded.
Felicia's prim and serious demeanor was like that of an old pedant, making one feel inexplicably uneasy. That's why Mo Fei broke up with her back then.
"I have urgent family matters today, so I won't chat with you much. I'll treat you to coffee another day." Felicia lectured Mo Fei for a while before remembering her own affairs: "Remember, if you need money, borrow from me. Don't go doing those crooked things."
Mo Fei returned home.
"Brother, you're back?" Mindy approached Mo Fei, sniffed, and smelled a special fragrance, then smiled brightly at Mo Fei: "Was it fun?"
"Heh heh..." Mo Fei rubbed his nose and gave an awkward smile: "It was alright..."
"As long as you're happy, Brother." Mindy pursed her lips and suddenly said, "Brother, since you're back, shall we continue our boxing training?"
"It's already very late today. How about we continue tomorrow?" Mo Fei looked at the clock on the wall; it was already past ten.
"But boxing training is a process of perseverance. If you slack off today, you might find another excuse to be lazy tomorrow. Only by persisting to the end can you achieve satisfactory results, which means sacrificing an hour or two of sleep tomorrow."
Although Mindy made a lot of sense, why did Mo Fei feel an inexplicable chill on his body?
Less than ten minutes later, Mo Fei's screams echoed in the Underground Room.
"Mindy, why are you hitting me so hard?"
"Hard? Brother, I've always used this much force! Is it because you went out and played until you were exhausted, so you can't take it anymore?"
"Is that so?" Mo Fei was half-skeptical.
"It definitely is!" Mindy nodded with a mischievous smile.
Then, in the middle of the night, a man's screams continuously echoed in the night sky, unable to stop, almost becoming a strange legend of Chinatown...