novelraw Chapter 426: The Leopard Cat
Chapter 426: The Leopard Cat
It was already dusk when he returned to the hotel.
He initially planned to take a good look at the local customs and culture.
But ended up in a total mess.
He had a quick dinner in the hotel restaurant.
As soon as he returned to his room, he took out his laptop and started researching information about Koryn City online.
Koryn City is a county-level city under the jurisdiction of Janton State, managed by Rexton City, located in the southwest of Rexton City, with a permanent population of nearly one million.
Compared to the southern cities of Janton State, Koryn City's economic level is not bad, with a regional GDP of about 120 billion, even surpassing some prefecture-level cities in certain areas.
The Party Secretary of Koryn City is named Jeff Hughes, 47 years old, originally from Gildan City.
He was transferred to Koryn City three years ago.
Mayor Robert Shepherd, 44 years old, is a native of Rexton City and was also the former minister of the organization department in Koryn City.
According to the official resume, his political career has always been in Rexton City, making him a local faction.
Next is the third-in-command, Deputy Party Secretary Carly Lambert, a 31-year-old woman from Crestfall City in the northern part of Janton State, and the youngest leader in the entire leadership team of Koryn City.
The fourth-in-command, Executive Deputy Mayor Cletus Lane, is 59 years old, the oldest in the leadership team, and should be nearing retirement.
He reviewed all thirteen members of the Standing Committee.
Dirk Carter also carefully studied the list of leaders from 3 streets and 10 towns.
Finally, his gaze fell on Havenbrook Town.
Havenbrook Town is a township on the border of Koryn City and Amberfall State.
Among the leadership team of this township, Dirk Carter saw a name: Jesse Dixon.
This Jesse Dixon is precisely the committee member of the Communist Party Committee of Havenbrook Town, the Deputy Secretary of the Town Party Committee, and the Mayor.
The reason for his interest in this name is that Dirk Carter knew that the village head of Cranhilla Village in Havenbrook Town, who forced the Garrett Family to ruin, is named Bennettson Dixon, and there should be a connection between these two names.
With one brother as mayor and the other as village head, the source of arrogance was found.
After browsing briefly.
It was around ten o'clock at night.
He had been busy all day.
Dirk Carter was a bit tired too.
He went to the bathroom to take a shower, then returned.
He lay on the bed and fell asleep drowsily.
Didn't know how long he slept, suddenly, he heard a faint sound in his sleep.
His innate alertness took effect.
Dirk Carter awoke with a start.
Holding his breath to listen.
This slight noise incredibly came from the door handle.
Pretending to be oblivious, Dirk Carter turned his body sideways, squinting, and looked towards the direction of the door. As expected, he heard a very faint squeak.
The door was opened from the outside.
The light from the corridor shone through the gap of the door.
In a blur.
A shadow swiftly flashed in.
Stopping in place, looking over towards Dirk Carter.
There was no need to guess; that person was staring at Dirk Carter, trying to see if he had any reaction.
The gaze lasted about a minute.
Seeing Dirk Carter remain motionless.
She then closed the door again.
Walked stealthily to the bedside.
The room was pitch dark.
Through slightly closed eyes, Dirk Carter could vaguely see that there was a woman standing by the bed.
Dressed in a tight outfit, just enough to accentuate a graceful figure.
After all, there is a significant difference in physique between men and women.
Suddenly.
The woman moved.
She touched her waist, and a shiny dagger appeared in her hand, held in a reverse grip, seeming to make some resolve, biting her lip, she stabbed down towards Dirk Carter on the bed.
In a split second.
Dirk Carter rolled sideways.
With a crunching sound.
The dagger plunged right into the mattress.
The dark figure missed and attempted to retrieve the dagger.
But it was too late.
Dirk Carter sprang up, standing up instantly.
Then, with a sweeping kick, aimed at the dark figure horizontally.
The shadow reacted quickly too.
Raising her left hand to block to the side, she forcefully withstood Dirk Carter's attack.
Then, with one hand propped on the bed edge, she swept her long leg towards Dirk Carter's ankle.
Shit, she's pretty good.
Dirk Carter was shocked inside.
Just about to react, but compared to the dark shadow's movement, he was still a beat slower.
Under such a sweeping attack, Dirk Carter flew sideways, crashing heavily onto the bed.
Seeing that he intended to counterattack, the dark shadow directly executed a scissor-leg, clamping Dirk Carter's neck. Under the strong pressure, Dirk Carter felt a sudden dizziness.
Both hands tried to pry her thighs apart.
But he couldn't budge them at all.
Just when he was about to suffocate.
Dirk Carter no longer cared.
He groped towards her between her legs.
A careless move.
He really touched that private area.
Perhaps because of the tight pants, the feel of that area was quite real.
The shadow released Dirk Carter as if electrocuted.
Mumbling a word: "Pervert!"
And during her moment of movement.
Dirk Carter seized the opportunity, reversed a scissor-leg, and clamped her neck.
This time, it was the woman's turn to be controlled by Dirk Carter.
Bear in mind, Dirk Carter has a habit of sleeping nude.
Meaning, at this moment, he was actually completely naked.
His two big legs wrapped around the woman's neck, which also meant her head was only a fist away from Dirk Carter's "manhood."
The woman clearly saw Dirk Carter's majesty and ferocity, which made her gnash her teeth in anger, but she had no choice, unable to break free.
Her breathing became more and more rapid.
Her body growing increasingly limp.
Finally, unable to sustain any longer, everything went black before her eyes, and she fainted.
Dirk Carter sensed the woman had gone still.
Only then did he release his legs.
Seizing the towel by the bed to cover himself.
Getting out of bed, the first thing he did was lock the door, then turned on the lights.
Walking to the bedside to take a look.
He froze instantly.
The woman who fainted on the bed was none other than Isabelle Guthrie, the first female bodyguard nicknamed The Leopard Cat, who had been wanted by the Serenity State police for two months.
She had been missing for so long, how could she appear in Rexton City?
Moreover, she accurately found the hotel where he stayed.
Could this woman be this skilled?
Thinking of this, Dirk Carter felt a wave of fortune.
Knowing that he was no match for The Leopard Cat, if not for the limited space on the bed, which prevented her from fully exerting her skills, along with his somewhat "wretched" means, otherwise, the one lying on the bed at her mercy would have been him.
You could say Benson Caldwell is useless, but you absolutely cannot say his taste is lacking.
The Leopard Cat in front of him indeed had quite remarkable looks.
Her black straight hair was neatly tucked under a baseball cap, looking clean and smart.
With a face of pure innocence, she was no less than many beauties.
She wore a small, tight-fitting camisole on her upper body.
While her lower body sported a pair of hot pants.
She had black stockings on her legs.
On her right thigh was a leather strap, fitted with a sheath presumably used to insert a dagger.
Of course, if she really wore this outfit out, it would be rather peculiar.
Besides that, she wore a coat, supposedly to cover the leg sheath.
And was capable of pulling up the collar to block most of her face when needed.
No one knew how long she had been unconscious.
The Leopard Cat woke up.
Startled sharply.
As if realizing something.
Looking up, before her eyes was Dirk Carter draped in a bath towel.
Instinctively trying to move, only to discover she had been tied to a chair by Dirk Carter with long strips of torn sheets.
Her hands were tied behind the chair back, her legs slightly apart, fixed to the front chair feet.
Virtually immobilized.