Sha Qing

Chapter 77: Meeting On A Narrow Road (2)

The opponent suddenly stopped moving and called out in a half-surprised voice, "Leo?"

The federal agent's body stiffened for a moment, and it took him a long while to squeeze the name out of his teeth: "...... Sha Qing!"

"What the hell! Why are you here?"

"That's what I wanted to ask!"

"Damn, you didn't even make any sound! You made me take a few punches in vain!"

"I'm the one who's suffering! My kidneys are about to crack. Why didn't you speak earlier?- oh, you can mimic so many voices, you don't know which one to choose?" Leo couldn't help but make such a sarcastic remark.

"Well, who told us to meet in such situation... But I didn't think that you would use such a nasty trick; it really refreshed my impression of you- or is sexually harassing people your habit, that you couldn't even resist touching your opponent during a fight?" Sha Qing's tone was full banter.(btw RIP to Sha Qing's *coughs* gun *coughs*. First it was the coconut tree then now..... oemgee lol )

Remembering that it was a really nasty thing to grab the other man's private parts by mistake, Leo couldn't help but blush a little, but the darkness hid his embarrassment. He cleared his throat and changed the subject, "You're not in the Southern Island? How did you get here?"

"I swam through the channel."

"...... You're crazy! That area is full of sharks!"

"Don't even mention it. I'm still a little scared when I think back on it."

"You're not even afraid of killing people, but you're afraid of sharks?" Leo scoffed, "You've already killed five members. What, you also wanted to take down the remaining few that returned to the Northern Island?"

"-It's six." Sha Qing corrected, "I just killed another one in the clubhouse. The remaining five wouldn't have gotten away if you hadn't led a group of vigorous search teams."

Leo grabbed him by the lapels and pushed him against the rock wall, "Did you kill Edgar?! A fat man in his fifties with thinning hair?!"

Sha Qing pushed Leo's wrist forcefully, "Does he have a hobby of making ashtrays out of other people's skulls? The one I killed was a younger, thin man."

Leo was silent for a moment and said in a stern voice, "Why do you have to make yourself out to be a cold-blooded butcher? Do you really feel indifferent about killing living human beings, or do you do it out of pleasure? Are you mentally ill or a fucking psychopath? Or do you really believe that you're the lone hero of justice? Thinking about this now, a small white room in a psychiatric hospital would be a better place for you stay in than a federal prison!"

His tone was sharp and harsh, but Sha Qing heard the meaning of 'hating iron for not becoming a steel' in it, thus he didn't get angry.

Instead, he felt it was the rare kind of concern where he could understand by standing in the other person's shoes -albeit in a somewhat twisted way. He didn't think that he should go to prison or a mental institution at all.

Maybe I'll go to hell, but only after I'm dead, he thought indifferently.

So he answered the federal agent very seriously: "I personally consider myself neither psychopathic nor ill- I just do what I think I have to do. People want to do what they think they should do, but the difference is whether they have the strength to accomplish such things or not. Of course, the same goes for you- you think that catching me is what you should do, so if you can outdo me, then congratulations! I'll stay in the dark room if you want me to and I won't complain either if you put me in the white room."