Getting the best from Tarkov

Chapter 230 Were you raised by a stepmother?

The car slowly drove back home. When Liao Fan walked into the house, he sat down on the sofa, took out a cigar from a cigar box on the table and lit it.

Wilson, who was standing by, walked towards the area where the maids were after entering the house. He was probably doing a routine check on the day's work and arranging some things for the future.

Just as Liao Fan was thinking about what to do after going to Italy the day after tomorrow, he saw a woman walking down slowly from the second floor.

When the woman saw that Liao Fan was the only one in the living room, she immediately hooked her finger at Liao Fan who was staring at her long white legs.

Seeing this, Liao Fan threw the cigar he had just taken a few puffs of on the coffee table without saying a word and went straight upstairs.

Pushing open the door to the woman's bedroom, Liao Fan changed his previous anxious expression and walked calmly to a small sofa near the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down.

He was about to say something when he was stunned. Then, seeing the woman's blushing expression, he pulled out a red bra from under her butt.

He was not shy at all and just held it in front of the woman and looked at it, then raised his eyebrows. However, before he could say anything, the woman standing at the door suddenly rushed to Liao Fan in an instant.

Then, before Liao Fan could react, he snatched the thing from his hand and threw it into the open wardrobe beside him and closed it tightly.

However, just as the wardrobe was about to close, Liao Fan keenly noticed that it seemed to be filled with unwashed socks, underwear and bras.

"Tell me, why did you call me up here?"

Looking at Mao Youyou, whose face was still very red, Liao Fan asked casually.

This woman is naturally Mao Youyou, who is responsible for monitoring Liao Fan in Hong Kong, and is also the liaison between 749 and Liao Fan.

"Liao Fan, can you be serious? You can't possibly guess why I called you here.

Phew... Never mind, there's no point in getting angry with you. I got a message from home this afternoon saying they need your help with something."

Hearing Mao Youyou's words, Liao Fan frowned slightly.

I remember that when I came out of that base, I explained it clearly to the man named He Hong.

Although I joined 749, it doesn't mean I have to be on call like the others. After all, I am strictly a non-staff member.

But we had clearly agreed on it at that time. He was just arranged to steal the traitor information from the Academy of Sciences some time ago, and now he comes to me again. He really doesn't treat me as an outsider.

When Mao Youyou saw Liao Fan's expression again, she was stunned at first, but she reacted in an instant.

When Liao Fan and He Hong were negotiating the terms, Mao Youyou was also present, so she naturally knew what Liao Fan was dissatisfied with.

But no matter how dissatisfied she was, she still had to convey the message.

Thinking of this, Mao Youyou curled his lips and said directly, regardless of Liao Fan's attitude, "My family said that someone will attack a big drug lord in northern Myanmar soon. The other party is also an old acquaintance of yours, so they need your help to act as a backup force, that is, a reserve force."

After hearing what Mao Youyou said, Liao Fan's mind was full of questions.

How did it become his turn to intervene in this matter? He looked up at Mao Youyou suspiciously and asked, "Youyou, when you went on missions before, you also arranged this kind of reserve support force or support, right?"

Mao Youyou thought for a moment, then turned around and leaned lazily against the bed, saying, "No, we didn't have any support back then. We only had as many people as we set out. What's wrong? Why are you asking this?"

After hearing what Mao Youyou said, Liao Fan was so angry that he almost cursed out loud.

"Damn it, you think I'm easy to bully just because you're drunk, right? You have to hold me responsible for everything? What does drug control and counter-terrorism have to do with me? If we have the coordinates, can't we just fire a shot and be done with it?"

After saying that, Liao Fan suddenly thought of something and asked uncertainly, "Or are you all raised by stepmothers? Are the ones selected this time the legitimate descendants? They are so precious?"

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

As soon as Liao Fan finished speaking, Mao Youyou, who was lying lazily on the bed, suddenly jumped up from the bed like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Then he rushed to Liao Fan and kicked him in the face with his bare feet.

If this kick lands solid, I don’t know if it will smell good or not, but it will definitely hurt.

But Mao Youyou's sudden attack made Liao Fan slow down even with his experience and reaction speed.

Seeing a jade foot right in front of him, Liao Fan had no time to raise his hands to block it. He could only bend his waist and shrink his neck. In a flash, he forcibly retracted his head and was hit.

In addition, Liao Fan was already curled up on the sofa, so this set of movements was easy to do.

But just as Liao Fan dodged the kick, before he could make any other move, Mao Youyou's foot, which had missed the kick, suddenly stopped its forward momentum, and it was hanging high above Liao Fan's head, and then it chopped down fiercely.

He was slow at every step because Mao Youyou caught him off guard, which made it difficult for Liao Fan to respond to his consecutive downward attacks.

He had just raised his left arm, but before he could fully tense it, Mao Youyou's right foot had already chopped down.

Originally from a high position, coupled with the unexpected situation, a powerful downward strike hit Liao Fan's left arm fiercely, and then hit his left shoulder.

Only then did Liao Fan realize that Mao Youyou had used a heavy hand.

The two had fought with each other before, but they always held back. But this time, Mao Youyou didn't seem to be holding back at all. It could even be said that she was using all her strength in this shout.

Liao Fan was caught off guard and suffered a loss, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

If it was just pain, it would be fine, but the kick happened to hit me right near the collarbone on my left shoulder.

There was a loud snap, followed by a much more intense pain than before, which began near the neck and spread to the entire left shoulder and even the left chest.

Since it had been a long time since he had entered the Tarkov world to really play with his life, this sudden incident completely aroused the anger buried in Liao Fan's heart.

Subconsciously, he hid his right hand behind his back and secretly took out a yellow needle from the safe space, then directly pierced it into the right side of his waist and abdomen.

Mao Youyou obviously didn't expect that her shout would actually break Liao Fan's collarbone with just a little force.

But before she could explain, she met Liao Fan's dead eyes.

Almost subconsciously, years of training and rich battlefield experience made her body take a defensive stance before her brain.

What happened next also made Mao Youyou clear his muscle memory.

There was no movement in Liao Fan's upper body, but his right leg kicked towards Mao Youyou's left leg without any warning.

If this kick had landed solidly, Mao Youyou would at least have to kneel on the ground and take a few breaths.

But because Mao Youyou had made a defensive move in advance, she took a step back at the same time Liao Fan kicked out, thus narrowly avoiding the front kick.

But she knew that things were far from over.

Sure enough, after the kick missed, Liao Fan jumped up from the sofa and rushed in front of Mao Youyou in one step. As he rushed forward, his right hand stretched out from his arms and struck Mao Youyou in the middle with a palm.

Mao Youyou naturally wouldn't just stand there and take a beating without fighting back. He had already set up a fighting stance and it was definitely not something that Liao Fan could break through with a simple palm strike, so he subconsciously blocked with his left arm.

But Liao Fan's palm strike was just a feint. Seeing Mao Youyou stretching out her hand to block him, Liao Fan changed his palm into a claw, grabbed Mao Youyou's left arm that was blocking him, and pulled it outwards. Then he threw a straight punch with his left hand, stabbing at Mao Youyou's throat.

Mao Youyou was suddenly grabbed by Liao Fan on her left arm, and seeing the magnified straight punch, she had no time to hesitate. Her muscles made her naturally stretch out her right hand to block it.