The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 446 - 453: Generous Comrade-in-Arms

Chapter 446: Chapter 453: Generous Comrade-in-Arms

The four mischievous friends were surrounding a few flight attendants as they walked out together. The flight attendants, having encountered similar situations often, were chatting and laughing with them. However, there was one flight attendant who remained expressionless, not saying a word.

"Hey beautiful, give me your number," said James Silver, whose real name was Martin Miller. He was the third-ranking member of the Hawk Squad, just after John Brown. At the moment, he was fixated on the silent flight attendant. Who could blame him — not only was she stunningly beautiful, but her figure stretched the uniform tightly in a way that rendered him unable to stop himself from drooling.

"I don’t have one!" The flight attendant, clearly having been pestered by Martin for quite some time, could no longer take it and tersely replied with two words.

"Aw, don’t be so stingy, gorgeous. I just want to be friends with you. Over time, you’ll realize I’m really a great guy, just your type," Martin teased with a grin.

The flight attendant snorted and replied, "Stop bugging me! If you keep at it, I’ll call my brother to pick me up. Let’s see how you like it then."

Martin laughed heartily. "Oh? Is your brother that tough?"

The flight attendant raised her chin proudly and said, "Of course! My brother’s the best when it comes to fighting. Don’t think you four have an advantage — he could take you all down with one hand."

Martin couldn’t hold back his laughter and turned to his three companions, saying, "This beautiful flight attendant claims her brother could take all four of us down. Can you believe that?"

The other three erupted into laughter alongside him. Martin winked at the flight attendant and said, "How about we make a bet? I’m quite skilled at fighting. If your brother beats me, you can have me do anything you want. But if I win, you have to go out to dinner with me. Just dinner — nothing more, I promise."

The flight attendant snorted, refusing outright, "I’m not interested in betting with you."

"How about this," Martin raised the stakes, "I’ll agree to three conditions of yours, no matter what they are. I always keep my word."

"Not interested," the flight attendant replied coldly.

"Don’t be so dismissive. Could it be that you don’t trust your brother’s skills and are afraid he’ll lose?" Martin employed a bit of reverse psychology.

The flight attendant, falling into the trap, huffed, "My brother wouldn’t lose to you."

"Then let’s bet, shall we? Don’t worry, if you lose, it’ll just be one public dinner. What do you say?" Martin pressed on.

"Fine! I’ll call my brother. Just you wait!" The flight attendant shot him a glare and pulled out her phone.

By this time, they had reached the airport’s exit. The flight attendant suddenly exclaimed with excitement, "There’s my brother! Ha! You’re in trouble now!"

Martin chuckled mischievously. "No problem. I need to greet my brothers first. Don’t run off, beautiful."

But the flight attendant ignored Martin completely. Dragging her luggage, she sprinted out of the exit.

"Boss!" Martin and his three friends called out in unison as they hurriedly followed her to the exit.

Since flight attendants had their own dedicated access, she got outside quicker than they did. By the time the four of them stepped out, they saw the stunning flight attendant chatting excitedly with James Brown. Martin’s expression immediately darkened.

The busty, gorgeous flight attendant was none other than Emily Jenkins. Clinging onto James Brown’s arm, she pointed straight at Martin and said loudly, "Big Brother Brown, this guy kept bothering me and even said he’d challenge you to a fight. Teach him a lesson for me!"

"Hahaha..." The three guys beside Martin immediately burst into laughter. They pushed him forward until he stood before James Brown. "Martin, we’re counting on you!" they teased playfully.

Martin’s face went through a kaleidoscope of emotions. He had agreed so boldly because he believed that in SSUP Country, there were few who could outfight him. How could a flight attendant’s brother possibly match him? Who would’ve thought her brother would turn out to be James Brown, the person he feared most? With a sheepish laugh, he said, "Boss, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know she was your sister. Haha..."

Emily blinked and asked James curiously, "Big Brother Brown, you know them? Why are they calling me ’sister-in-law’?"

James chuckled but maintained a stern look. "You punk, didn’t you say you were betting with my little sister? Come on, let’s give it a try."

Martin’s face turned even darker. "Boss, please don’t mess with me! I still want to enjoy my vacation — I can’t afford to spend the next few days bedridden after a beating."

James smirked wickedly. "Well, does your word mean anything or not?"

"Boss, come on! I was only kidding," Martin pleaded, eyes wide.

"Humph! Can anyone just joke around with my sister? Emily, remember this guy’s name: Martin Miller. He’s loaded. Since he agreed to three conditions, make sure you squeeze him dry. And if he doesn’t keep his promise, let me know — I’ll handle him," James declared, grinning slyly.

Emily stuck her tongue out playfully, looking absolutely adorable, and said with a giggle, "I didn’t know they were your friends, Big Brother Brown. Let’s just forget about it."

Martin turned beet red, laughing awkwardly. "Sister-in-law doesn’t think I’m good enough? When Martin Miller makes a promise, it counts. If you come up with any conditions in the future, just let me know, and I’ll make it happen. I came in a rush, so I don’t have much with me. Here, take this as a meeting gift, okay?"

Saying so, Martin pulled out a small box and handed it to Emily.

"No, no, thank you!" Emily waved her hands quickly, stepping back to hide behind James. She was already feeling shy about being called ’sister-in-law,’ let alone accepting gifts.

James, however, was unceremonious. Snatching the box, he stuffed it into Emily’s hands. "Take it. They don’t lack for things like this."

Emily hesitated, sticking her tongue out again and murmuring, "But I’m not your wife. They’ve made a mistake. How can I accept it?"

James chuckled, "Aren’t you my sister?"

Only then did Emily happily accept it. When she opened the box, she let out a gasp of surprise.

The flight attendants who had exited with her hadn’t left yet. Initially, they had stayed behind to watch the drama unfold. Now, seeing Emily’s reaction, they couldn’t resist crowding around to see what was inside.

"Wow! So gorgeous! Is this a real diamond?"

"If it’s real, how much would a diamond this big even be worth?"

"I think it’s real! Look at how beautifully it sparkles in the light."

The flight attendants exclaimed and chattered noisily. After all, women have a notoriously weak resistance to diamonds, especially one this large and dazzling. It was enough to make them lose their composure.

Even James was surprised by Martin’s extravagant gift. However, he quickly grew uneasy seeing Emily holding such an ostentatious diamond. "You rascal, bringing a fake diamond like this to trick my sister — that’s just outrageous," he said.

The flight attendants immediately quieted, all turning their eyes to Martin.

Martin, having worked with James for so long, understood the signal instantly. Letting out a laugh, he said, "Of course it’s just for looks! If it were real, I wouldn’t be able to afford it."

Emily let out a sigh of relief and stuck her tongue out again. "You scared me! If it had been real, I’d probably be too worried to sleep for days. Losing it would be such a shame."

James’ face darkened. With her absent-minded nature, giving her a real diamond of this size would indeed be a massive burden. On the flip side, if she thought it was fake, she might forget about it entirely in just a few days.

"Boss, you haven’t introduced us yet! Who is this, really?" Martin asked with a cheeky grin. He had just handed over a gift worth nearly a million SSUP Country currency without a trace of hesitation.

James smiled faintly. "This is my neighbor, Emily Jenkins. She’s also my sister."

Martin winked slyly at James and said with a knowing smirk, "So she’s the boss’ sister? In that case, I won’t push my luck."

James didn’t bother explaining further. He knew exactly how his four friends thought, and no matter how much he clarified that Emily was just a neighbor and a sister figure, their imaginations would run wild with something else entirely.

Charles Robinson, who had a square-shaped face, handed Emily a bracelet and said, "Emily, since this is our first meeting, here’s my gift for you."

"This one’s from me," added Mark Smith, the sharp-chinned one, passing her a small box.

"And I can’t not give something," said David Bailey, the one with a round face, as he handed her a pendant made of jade.

Emily immediately looked over at James. He smiled and said, "They’re just little trinkets. Keep them and have fun with them."

However, inwardly, James was struck by the generosity of his brothers. The bracelet Charles gave Emily was made of top-quality Red Coral. Mark’s gift was an exceedingly rare Black Pearl, while David’s was a piece of premium jade. Any one of these items was easily worth over a million!

These guys from the Hawk Squad had traveled the world on their missions. Wherever they went, they’d pick up local specialties. In SN Country, it was diamonds; in B Country, it was jade. For the Hawk Squad members, acquiring such treasures was far easier than it would be for ordinary people. The targets they dealt with were all extremely wealthy and powerful figures. A little "souvenir" taken along the way was trivial to those kinds of people. The higher-ups were lenient toward the Hawk Squad, knowing these men risked their lives daily. Over time, the squad had become fabulously rich, with their collections of valuables growing endlessly.

But Emily, of course, had no idea about any of this. The other flight attendants, while admiring how beautiful the gifts were, didn’t believe they were real. After all, not even the wealthiest playboys would gift such expensive items upon first meeting someone. Besides, though these four men appeared extraordinary, they didn’t carry themselves like spoiled heirs. Surely, they couldn’t afford to be so extravagant.