With a dramatic wave of his hand, he motioned his hand to Wang Yong, which caused the swords to shoot toward Wang Yong, their tips aimed directly at him.

The blades advanced swiftly, homing in on their target.

Wang Yong lunged to the left, narrowly avoiding the whistling swords that nearly grazed his face.

The flamboyant man smirked, dancing and twirling as he directed his weapons with the grace of a conductor leading a lethal symphony.

"Stop! Why are you doing this?" Wang Yong shouted, attempting to deflect a blade with his water dagger, which passed by him, causing the sword to graze his face. His face was now dripped in blood. "Dammit, it hurt."

The man's eyes sparked with amusement. "Oh, come now! It's rude to interrupt our performance, my boyy~~"

With another dramatic wave, the man sent a barrage of swords spinning through the air, encircling him. "Tell me you're impressed, please~~??? I've put on this free performance just for you~~" His flamboyant tone sent a chill down Wang Yong's spine.

"I didn't ask for this, and I don't want to watch your f*cking performance or your disgusting moves!!!" Wang Yong summoned his water dagger, clumsily pointing it at the man.

But deep inside Wang Yong's heart, he knew it would be useless.

"Ouch, such a tease~~" The man clutched his heart with both hands. "My heart just skipped a bit. I might just fall in love with you~~" He blew a kiss toward Wang Yong.

While that man is rambling in his flamboyant way, Wang Yong notices the swords circling the man, making it impossible to attack. He quickly scanned his surroundings. To his left was a table with a gun and multiple keys, and to his right were various cars and motorcycles.

Wang Yong instinctively moved toward the table with the gun and keys. He made a run for it while that man was still rambling.

"Please, let me reach it, let me reach it," he mumbled, stretching his left hand toward the table. Suddenly, a sword grazed his hand, leaving a bleeding wound and causing Wang Yong to fall. Blood dripped onto the floor.

"Going for the gun?? Please, grab it and shoot me~~" The flamboyant man twirled, his swords dancing through the air. "It's adorable watching you struggle~~"

Wang Yong pushed himself up and continued to run toward the table while blood dripping from his wounded hand. Another blade sliced through his legs, wrist, and stomach, which made most of his body covered in blood, but not enough to make him fall again due to his rising adrenaline.

"Almost there," Wang Yong muttered, ducking under two more swords. Wang Yong then finally reached the table and snatched the gun. He turned around, pointed it at the man, and pulled the trigger.

*Pop!* A stream of bubbles floated through the air. It was a toy gun.

The man's laughter echoed through the garage. "Mwhahahahahaha!!!! Oh, you should see your face! I put that there just for you, baby~~"

Wang Yong threw the toy gun aside in frustration. "Damn it!" With few options left, he grabbed a handful of keys from the table and sprinted toward the row of vehicles.

The swords kept coming. Some grazed Wang Yong's back, stomach, leg, and wrist, but Wang Yong's adrenaline kept pushing him forward.

"Where are you running to? You should have learned to behave, sweetheart~~" The man continued to mock Wang Yong, striking randomly with his flying swords.

As Wang Yong reached the nearest motorcycle, two swords struck its fuel tank. Metal scraped against metal, throwing sparks. Flames erupted from the puncture holes.

"Oh sh*t! No, no, no!" Wang Yong panicked and turned away from the motorcycle.

The flamboyant man's playful expression vanished. "Wait, sh*t!!"

The motorcycle then exploded in a ball of fire, the smoke engulfing Wang Yong. The man lost sight of Wang Yong in the smoke.

"Oh, oh, Captain is not going to like this."

Realizing he had lost a motorcycle, with Wang Yong in the growing fire, he called out, "Come now, pretty boy. If you want to play hide and seek, all you have to do is ask~~ Provided you're alive. Right~~??"

But there was no response.

"Right?? Hey, if you're alive, just say hi or something. I promise I won't bite." He returned to a serious tone but was met with silence.

"Hey, you're kidding, right??" The flamboyant man realized Wang Yong might have been caught in the explosion and panicked, quickly pacing and entering through the smoke with his swords circling him protectively. "HEY, SAY SOMETHING!!!"

Suddenly, a light footstep echoed.

"Ah~~ You had me worried there, boy. How naughty of you~~" He returned to his flamboyant demeanor. "I can hear you, boy. Come out, come out, wherever you are~~"

Suddenly, a car engine roared to life behind him. He turned around just as headlights burst through the smoke. His eyes widened. It was his prized Mesla sports car.

"No, not my car!" The vehicle accelerated straight at him, forcing him to dive out of the way. The car crashed into a concrete pillar with a sickening crunch of metal.

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"You little brat! Do you know how much that cost?" His playful demeanor vanished, replaced by genuine anger. "That was imported from—"

Another engine revved. This time, a Mercerati car emerged from the smoke, its tires squealing as it fishtailed toward him. He slashed with his swords, splitting the vehicle into two, which the splitting made the vehicle pass by him with him in the center.

That's when he saw that in the second vehicle, a heavy toolbox pressing the gas pedal, that caused the car to accelerate, which made the man realize that Wang Yong was not in the first car nor the second.

"You f*cking trickster!! WHERE ARE YOU???" He scrambled to his feet, face red with fury. He quickly sent his swords into everywhere around him, hoping to catch Wang Yong.

But a third car, a Wonda car, suddenly appeared and accelerated straight toward him, knocking some of his swords away and sending them aimlessly into the air. One sword managed to graze the flamboyant man's face.

Before he could react, he noticed that Wang Yong was on the roof of the car, water dagger in hand. Wang Yong had planned to strike the man while the man was dealing with the oncoming car.

"Take this!!!" Wang Yong jumped from the car's roof. With all of his grip now on a single dagger, he swung and prepared to strike that flamboyant man.

But before Wang Yong could strike, the flamboyant man quickly summoned a sword. A Kusanagi.

He quickly grabbed the Kusanagi's handle and struck the car and Wang Yong with one slash, causing the car to split in two and leaving a slash wound on Wang Yong's left eye.

The car sped straight through the flamboyant man before exploding behind him. Wang Yong quickly fell in front of him.

"My three expensive cars. All gone to smoke." The now-serious man approached Wang Yong with the Kusanagi in his grip and fury on his face. He lifted Wang Yong, grabbed his collar, and saw that Wang Yong had passed out, his face covered in blood from the slash on his left eye.

The man let out his angry face and threw Wang Yong in front of him. "This is not enough, boy. Those three cars and a motorcycle, even your bounty can't cover half the cost." He raised his Kusanagi, its blade glinting in the firelight from the burning vehicles. "It's not honorable for me, and it's such a waste. You could've been so much fun to play a little longer. Farewell, and don't think too badly of me."

The sword descended toward Wang Yong's unconscious form. But before it could strike, frost crept across the garage floor in an instant. The temperature plummeted, extinguishing the flames and coating every surface in a layer of ice. It also managed to freeze Wang Yong, preventing the Kusanagi from stabbing him due to the ice protection.

"You've gone too far, Kenji." Lisa's voice cut through the frozen air. She stood in the garage doorway, her pink hair flowing around her shoulders, her ACP uniform hugging her curves. "We just needed to monitor this boy, and you somehow made it worse."

Kenji quickly made all his swords disappear, including the Kusanagi in his hand and the multiple swords on the ground. "Lisa~~. What brings you—" His playful tone returned.

"It's Ms Frister for you while we are at work."

"Ah, but you didn't call me the great Nishitaro, Lisa~~" Kenji's eyes narrowed, a smirk on his face.

"Okay, the great bastard. Happy?"

"Better than nothing~~ I thought we were using the first name basis~~"

"Yeah, but now, we are at the work, moron." Lisa gestured at the destroyed cars. Ice crawled up their twisted metal frames. "And look's like you managed to destroy our vehicle. AGAIN!!"

"Thanks to this little troublemaker." Kenji nudged Wang Yong with his already frozen foot. "Do you know how much—"

Ice shot up Kenji's legs, freezing him in place and causing him to panic.

"Yeah, that's why Bella doesn't want to work with you." Lisa glared at Kenji. "I will repeat one more time. We needed to know his ability and his skill, and you somehow managed to mess it up. Now look at him, we don't know if he's alive or dead. I swear to god, if we end up making a six-foot grave for him, I will personally make sure you are buried alongside him."

"Chill, chill~~" Kenji laughed. "What about our cars, though? This street boy destroyed millions worth of—"

"The ACP will take care of that. Or have you forgotten who bought your Mesla?" Lisa sighed and walked forward. "Captain will be very angry about this. You should figure out how to face his wrath now. And expect more pay cuts for this. This is the third time you've messed up."

Lisa then made the ice surrounding them disappear, except for the ice around Wang Yong, to prevent him from dying.

"Fine~~!" Kenji pouted and walked away from the garage. "Guess I'll owe you money anyway. I'm broke now~~"

Lisa sighed and knelt beside Wang Yong.

"The least you could do is help me get this boy up, moron." She complained to Kenji.

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Wang Yong's consciousness returned slowly, his head throbbing with each heartbeat. The familiar gray walls of the mysterious room came into focus, which made him realize he is back to the same place he'd been captured. But this time, multiple metal chains bound his wrists and ankles to the chair, clinking with each slight movement.

Bandages wrapped around his wounds, covering most of his body and his left eye and every one of them made Wang Yong feel the pain, especially in his left eye.

"Ouch, that freaking hurt."

"Welcome back, boy."

Through his uncovered eye, he saw Lisa sitting across the table. Her pink hair cascaded over her ACP uniform as she leaned forward, a gentle smile gracing her features. The tight uniform strained against her chest as she moved, which made Wang Yong's eyes darted toward Lisa's bust.

Lisa seems to notice Wang Yong's gaze. "Eyes on me. boy"

"Ehem," Wang Yong quickly behaved himself, which made Lisa smile. She seems to enjoy teasing Wang Yong.

"How long..." Wang Yong attempted to change the topic.

"Three days." Lisa placed a glass of water on the table. "Your wound is quite serious, especially your eyes. It is a miracle that you survive. Come, open your mouth for me, will you?" She lifted the glass to his lips, helping him drink.

As she helped Wang Yong drink, she also deliberately placed her chest onto Wang Yong's face, but her chest accidentally touched Wang Yong's eyes wound, which made Wang Yong let out a slight "ouch."

Lisa, having fun teasing Wang Yong, continues. "Oh, sorry. I just cannot control myself with a boy like you. Let me repay you again." She then continued to carefully place her bust on Wang Yong's shoulder, while continued help Wang Yong drink the water, making him uncomfortable.

Nevertheless, the cool water soothed his parched throat. Wang Yong tested the chains binding him, metal links rattling against the chair. He is certain he cannot escape this time.

"Are these necessary?" He gestured at his restraints with his chin.

"After your previous escape attempt?" Lisa's smile widened, and turned away from Wang Yong and across the table. "We're not taking any chances this time."

"Where am I, by the way?" Wang Yong looks at his surrounding once again.

Lisa let out a small laugh. "You are in ACP headquarter's basement."

"And why am I chained?" Wang Yong asks while shaking his chain hand and leg.

"Did you forget?? You are wanted to us now."

The word of the 'wanted' made Wang Yong realized that he just became a murderer. He let out a guilt in his face.

Lisa's expression softened as she noticed the guilt etched across Wang Yong's face. Once again, she approached Wang Yong and patted his head. "Hey, don't be too hard on yourself. I don't think you are a bad guy here. You just need to return something for us, and then you can go."

Wang Yong's eye widened with curiosity. "Return something?? I don't think I took anything from you."

Lisa pulled back, crossing her arms under her chest. "But you did, boy, you've taken something from us. This is precisely why you are here." This remark caused Wang Yong to furrow his eyebrow.

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