Chapter 351


    Just when everyone in the Jeanne Gang turned out in preparation to set off for Sunshine Casino,


    Kingsley came near Sris University, wanting to find The Anonymous, the hacker organization hiding


    in the university, in order to speed up the extermination of the spies.


    There was a busy pedestrian street across from Sris University where one would find everything


    they expected: shopping malls, hotels, ygrounds, inns, inte cafes, and coffee shops. Driven by


    the strong spending power of the university students, the businesses along themercial streets


    were flourishing, especially those inns, almost all of which were full.


    Kingsley entered three inns in a row before finally getting himself a windowless room. He checked into


    the room and was just about to rest for a moment, but some indescribable sounds suddenly came from


    the room next door. It wasn''t that he was happy to eavesdrop on someone else having sex, but the inn


    had terrible soundproofing. And besides, the female college student was so youthful and unrestrained


    that she did nothing to lower her voice.


    Soon after that, he began to hear strange soundsing intermittently from the rooms around him, as


    though these rooms had been infected by the sounds made by the female college student. Feeling


    incredibly uneasy and embarrassed, he took a nce at his watch. It was just past 7:00PM, and it


    wasn''t dark outside yet. He couldn''t help but let out an inward sigh. These undergraduates really have


    a lot of energy, don''t they…


    After briefly unpacking his luggage, he opened the door and left his room, deciding to get something to


    eat at a restaurant nearby before visiting Courtney. He had wanted to see her tomorrow, but he could


    hardly sit still after hearing those indescribable sounds. He feared that she might''ve had her cherry


    popped by some bad guy like those female college students…


    As darkness fell, the evening lights were lit, illuminating the bustlingmercial street in various


    colors.


    Kingsley sensed the youthful vibes emanating from countless fresh and exuberant faces as they came


    and went past him. Since leaving the orphanage at 12 years old, he had undergone training on Coliree


    Ind, killing enemies on numerous battlefields. Over the past ten years, he had built one line of


    defense after another with his own flesh and blood to protect Qustian borders. Charging head-on


    against hails of bullets, he saved everypatriot and fellow citizen in need of rescue with great


    passion. While numerous college students were studying, hanging out, or even idling away their time


    comfortably, he was leading the Qustian soldiers forward with the heavy burden of responsibility on his


    shoulders.


    He had never experienced life in college. Over the years, he had always been apanied by nothing


    but weapons, gunfires, and partings in life or death. Now that he was incidentally enjoying the after-


    school life of ordinary youngsters today, he suddenly felt a sense of indescribable joy and happiness.


    His lips curved into a faint smile as he looked at the young and carefree faces of the studentsing


    and going past him. Perhaps this is what we''ve undergone training, fought, shed blood, and sacrificed


    ourselves for…


    He had only wanted to grab a bite to eat at first, but now that he was in a cheery mood, he decided to


    satisfy his hunger at a somewhat fancier restaurant. After reaching the entrance to a restaurant with


    fine decor, he strode inside.


    A waiter in uniform came up to him. "Good evening, sir. How many people are there in your party?"


    "I''m alone."


    "This way, please." The waiter led him to a corner. Then, he continued, "Today''s a weekend, so our


    private rooms are all fully booked. It may take some time for the food and drinks to be served, so


    please make allowances for this."


    "It''s okay. I''m not in a rush," Kingsley said before ordering several dishes on the menu. Then, he said to


    the waiter, "That''s all for now."


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    "Okay. Please wait a moment, mister."


    The waiter took the menu, but just as he was about to leave, a group of young men and women came


    to the empty table next to Kingsley''s. They were led by a young man. Despite being only about 20


    years old, he feigned maturity by dressing in high-end formal wear. He was wearing a pair of gold-


    rimmed sses, which couldn''t conceal his bloodshot eyes. He came over and grabbed the waiter,


    saying, "Are your private rooms really fully booked? There are so many of us, so we don''t wanna sit in


    the hall!"