Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 594 - 602: The Old Master

Chapter 594: Chapter 602: The Old Master

We’re back in Kyiv.

Seeing people I haven’t seen in a long time was not particularly exciting, but getting my rifle, my pistol, and especially my knife truly made me genuinely happy,

After slipping the sheath onto my waist and patting it, Yang Yi sincerely said, "I feel much better now."

Xiao Ran’s reaction was much stronger than Yang Yi’s. She opened her gun case, took out her sniper rifle, and kissed it hard twice, then looked at Zhang Yong and them with a wary face, "Did any of you touch my gun while I was away?"

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes at Xiao Ran and said, "It’s just your treasure; do you think any of us covet it?"

After that, Zhang Yong lazily said to Jethro, "Hey, we’re meeting again. I hear we’re going to work for you again."

Jethro smiled and said, "Yes."

Zhang Yong and the others had been living in a courtyard; even though there were many empty houses in Kyiv, renting was not easy, especially for a group of foreigners who at first glance didn’t look like good people, making renting even more difficult.

So it was Justin who helped find the place. The house had many rooms and the rent was pretty cheap. In times of war, the rent prices obviously wouldn’t be high.

While Yang Yi and the others were chatting in the rented house, McDonald suddenly walked out of a room. He then very politely said to Jethro, "Hello, so you are our employer, right?"

Yang Yi almost popped his eyes out because he had told Zhang Yong to make sure to hide McDonald.

It wasn’t quite right to say "hide"; rather, it was to make sure to send McDonald away, in any case just to keep him from causing trouble. But how did McDonald appear here?

McDonald looked like anything but a mercenary.

Jethro also paused for a moment, then nodded to McDonald, "Hello, it’s a pleasure to work with Trident."

Yang Yi cleared his throat and said, "He is..."

"I’m the demolition expert of the Trident Mercenary Group."

McDonald, still with a gentlemanly smile, cut off Yang Yi’s words and stretched out his hand to Jethro, "My name is Kolina Quinn. You can call me Mr. Quinn."

Fortunately, McDonald didn’t reveal his real name, so whether Jethro knew of a ’Bomb Godfather’ or not, he certainly wouldn’t immediately make the connection with McDonald.

However, to introduce himself as "Mr." to the boss, Quinn showed a bigger style than Yang Yi.

Yang Yi looked at Zhang Yong and then Zhang Yong could only helplessly shrug his shoulders. Once pulled aside by Yang Yi, Zhang Yong said with resignation, "Don’t ask me what happened. I’m telling you, I can’t hit this old man, can’t scold him, when asking him to leave he won’t, what can I do?"

Yang Yi said anxiously, "I... damn it! What to do with this? The old man is old but his heart isn’t. Could it be that we let him be a bodyguard following Jethro? Does Jethro dare to take such a bodyguard out?"

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said, "You figure it out, don’t come to me, I really can’t handle this old gentleman."

Yang Yi felt extremely helpless. Returning to Jethro’s side, he said to Jethro, who had a look of disbelief, "Uh, Mr. Quinn is a demolition expert we hired; he’s not a front-line combatant, so he’s not included in the twelve people you’re paying for, you can rest assured about that."

Jethro let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Well, I can accept that."

McDonald had already taken a seat, but now he spoke with a displeased face, "What? You guys look down on an old man? Let me tell you, you’re making a big mistake."

Yang Yi said helplessly, "Nobody dares to look down on you, but you’re not suited to be a bodyguard, Mr. Quinn. We’re currently Jethro’s bodyguards, not doing mercenary work."

Jethro looked around and said, "This place you’re living in isn’t bad. Can I just move in here, um, I’ll pay the rent."

Yang Yi replied, "That’s fine. It will save us the trouble of looking for another place. But don’t you have to follow Ferdinand around?"

Jethro pursed his lips and said, "I’m only helping him, but I’m not his subordinate, so I don’t have to be by his side and follow his orders."

The good thing about Jethro was that he put on no airs. After glancing at his watch, he smiled and said, "Flying here has already worn me out, and I’m still injured, fellas. Could you find me a room? I’d like to get some good sleep."

Zhang Yong said, "Follow me, you can have the best room. Who would have thought you are the boss, haha."

After showing Jethro to his room and finding an adjacent room for Boyata, Zhang Yong left with a swagger.

Jethro’s room was on the second floor. Yang Yi snapped his fingers and pointed toward the staircase, and Rodriguez promptly went up and stood at the top of the stairs.

After securing the staircase, Yang Yi leaned back on the sofa and asked Zhang Yong, "How’s everything been these days?"

Zhang Yong replied with a bored expression, "What else could there be? There’s been nothing to do, just not leaving the house, staying cooped up inside. I was about to ask how your trip went and what you gained from it."

Yang Yi laughed and said, "We brought back quite a bit. I’ll tell you about it slowly later. Now let’s think about how to handle the upcoming tasks."

Turning to Brian, Yang Yi asked in a serious tone, "What do you think we should do?"

Brian, expressionless, replied, "What else can we do but be good bodyguards? We go wherever our employer goes. The schedule isn’t up for us to decide. Just stay alert, that’s it."

Yang Yi nodded and then he sighed and said, "Um, it seems that’s the only way. How many cars do we have here now?"

"Three, but if we’re acting as bodyguards, three cars won’t be enough. We should at least get one more, preferably two. And all of our cars are cheap second-hands. If Jethro is willing to pay, it’d be best to replace them all."

Three cars weren’t sufficient and not safe enough for more than a dozen people.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Got it. I’ll talk to Jethro about it. We can’t all squeeze together whenever we go out."

After speaking, Yang Yi stood up and said, "It’s late at night now, so even if we hurry, we’d have to wait until tomorrow. Since there’s nothing to do, let’s rest. However, now that we’ve taken on the responsibility of bodyguards, Brother Yong, get someone to secure this house first."

Yang Yi thought there would be no issues that night. But just ten minutes after he had lain down in his room, Zhang Yong pushed open his door and said with schadenfreude, "You won’t be able to sleep. Our employer has decided to go out. Get up, you’ve got to follow him."

"Didn’t we say we didn’t have to follow orders? And now we’ve just settled in and have to rush over in the middle of the night."

After grumbling, Yang Yi sat up with a lack of energy and said, "Being a bodyguard is really not pleasant. Alright, let’s go."