Chapter 120: Class Type – The Suit-wearing Thug

“Alright then, have your man come out later. I’ll have a quick chat with him; if he’s reliable, the price will be good!”

Watching Gao Ning’s casual expression, Second Uncle almost rolled his eyes.

“I don’t know what Zǐ is up to, but don’t cross the line. Otherwise, even I won’t be able to cover for you!”

“First, you manage yourself. Cover me? Need me to handle you instead?”

Gao Ning’s words carried a double meaning. Second Uncle clearly understood and perked up, surprised: “Zǐ, what’s going on with you now? You’re running wild?”

“It’s just that I met a friend. Forget it. Seeing the suspicion on your face, I’ll call him out to eat. Let’s have a meal together!”

Hearing this, Second Uncle actually believed him and waved it off: “Forget it. Those secretive types are never good. Be cautious when dealing with them.”

Gao Ning smiled. Indeed, family is family—growing up together makes a difference. If this had been said to an outsider, the first reaction would be to get to know this big, burly guy, eager to latch on at any chance.

Though Second Uncle was a bit unreliable, he was good to his own.

“Actually, it’s nothing serious. I was ambushed by some unruly outsiders—rookies, reckless and without any scruples. Earlier, they broke one of my brother’s hands. That’s why I went to confront them. I didn’t expect them to show no respect publicly and then sneak-attack me behind my back.”

Recalling the incident, a cold glint appeared in Second Uncle’s eyes.

“Luckily, I reacted fast, overturned a roadside stall to attract a crowd of merchants, which scared them off. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been just me in the hospital!”

Gao Ning nodded. “What are they called?”

“The leader’s a fat guy nicknamed Scarface. Belly like Zhu Bajie’s, yellow rotten teeth—just looking at him makes you sick! He used to hang around Lingang District but seems to have moved near the middle school campus recently. You better keep an eye out; these outsiders have no rules!”

Gao Ning waved dismissively. “Alright, got it.”

Just then, Grandma pushed open the door: “Come, have an apple, Gao Ning. This apple is special. Your eldest uncle personally sent someone to pick it from the orchard. These are the best fruits the boss saves just for family—minimal pesticides and rich nutrients. That tree produces good fruit every year, not easy to get. I already ate half; it’s really sweet. Try it, quickly!”

Gao Ning couldn’t refuse and took a bite. Indeed, it was quite sweet.

Grandma looked at Second Uncle, who was lounging casually, and gave him a sharp look but still handed him another apple.

“You eat too. Get your strength back, get well soon, and then get out of here. Don’t hang around me—I get annoyed just seeing you!”

Second Uncle was sharp; he caught the hidden meaning in her words. Smirking, he took the apple and bit into it.

Grandma then picked up her knitting and continued making her woolen leggings.

Gao Ning didn’t stay long. After a brief chat with them, he used school matters as an excuse to leave early, giving Second Uncle a knowing glance before departing.

Second Uncle nodded slightly. Though unspoken, they both understood.

Gao Ning: Don’t worry, I’ve got those outsiders covered.

Second Uncle: Use all your strength if you have it; if not, don’t overreach. It’s not too late for me to handle them personally when I’m out. Also, I remember your matter; I’ll definitely get back to you tomorrow.

Leaving the hospital, Gao Ning headed straight to a hotel.

In his memory, his family’s home was nicely furnished. With someone like him, money was never short, but living alone meant cooking for himself, and there was no food delivery these days.

On top of that, washing clothes and tidying up used to annoy Gao Ning enough before; now, it was even more so.

So he decided to stay in a better hotel where he could just order whatever service he wanted.

Comparing the virtual city Xihong City with the real-world Jinhai, Gao Ning found many similarities.

Both were near the capital, both had ports, convenient transportation, developed logistics, similar local customs, and distinctive cuisine.

However, all the city’s iconic buildings had vanished, replaced by unfamiliar yet somewhat similar structures.

Gao Ning merely glanced at this without giving it much thought.

After all, he wasn’t here for sightseeing.

He picked a high-end hotel in Lingang District. After checking in, he remembered the Red Alert interface in his mind.

Looking at it, everything was as usual. The so-called blockade of the mysterious train only applied to the abilities he was granted.

The power of the Castle Fruit was sealed off. Gao Ning could sense it but couldn’t connect inside and out. The hundreds of soldiers stored within him previously were unaffected, just trapped inside.

[Mission completed, environment confirmed: “Goodbye Mr. Loser” movie world.]

[Basic template unlocked: Suit-wearing Enforcer.]

On the right side of the screen, an icon of a black-suited secret agent appeared.

Dressed in a tailored black suit, black sunglasses, wielding two silenced Colt 1911 pistols.

Add a shaved head, and it’s a perfect hit for Agent 47.

In fact, Gao Ning knew the place as soon as he received the memories.

It was the legendary Xihong City, the background world of the Happy Mahua comedy film.

With the millennium style, the calendar marked 1997, and the big sign of Seventh Middle School, even with just a heel tap, Gao Ning knew this was “Goodbye Mr. Loser.”

Since the domestic and international realities differed, Gao Ning hadn’t planned to summon soldiers.

This time, there was no need for fighting. Following the timeline of “Goodbye Mr. Loser,” whoever rose to greater fame by the story’s end would win naturally.

Though Gao Ning had spent much of his funds, he still had nearly a billion US dollars left.

In modern society, that was a huge advantage—there was no real need to summon Red Alert soldiers.

But after visiting the hospital and meeting Second Uncle, he realized that with his current identity, suddenly having money was hard to explain.

So he decided to summon them anyway. Gao Lao’er was indispensable.

Since he had made a mysterious friend, there had to be a mysterious reason. Sharing a similar appearance would explain a lot.

As for the identities of the Red Alert soldiers, no need to worry too much.

Once his influence grew, buying legal identities in other countries wouldn’t cost much.

Transforming into an international friend might even make some things easier to handle.