40：What is our relationship now?

Before being kidnapped by the Poison Wolf Gang, Song Mupaala wasn't too worried. After all, her life wasn't in danger, and negotiations were possible.

However, when she saw the calm, indifferent expression in Shen Hao's eyes, a sense of dread filled her. It was as if death itself stood before her, and the primal fear from her soul took over. Facing such a cold and merciless killer, Song Mupaala truly felt fear for the first time.

At this moment, her legs grew weak, and her calmness was merely the last of her courage.

Shen Hao spoke with a faint voice, "Then why not sell yourself to the leader of the Poison Wolf Gang?"

Song Mupaala quickly explained, "Sir, he wouldn't dare. He can't take me in either. After all, I'm the daughter of the leader of the Black Snake Gang, and I have loyal subordinates. If the news gets out, he's afraid someone might assassinate him."

After a brief pause, Shen Hao responded, "Letting you go isn't a problem. Helping you take the Black Snake Gang leader position isn't either. But how can I be sure you'll follow me? How do I know you're not deceiving me?"

Song Mupaala spoke with sincerity, "Although I don't know who you are, I've observed the entire manor after being kidnapped. There are 23 people here, and they're all elite members of the Poison Wolf Gang. They are skilled and armed. Even regular police wouldn't dare provoke them. But you... you were able to silently take down everyone in this manor, which shows your strength. Killing me would be easy for someone like you. Do you think someone like you would be afraid of a helpless woman like me?"

Her calmness in such a dangerous situation impressed Shen Hao. He snapped his fingers, giving her an appreciative look.

"You're quite smart, and you have a good head on your shoulders. This deal seems acceptable. We can proceed."

Shen Hao had originally planned to go to Africa to acquire large-scale weapons—rockets, grenades, etc. Having such weapons would have made him feel more secure. But now, it seemed he had found a new channel for arms. Moreover, the Black Snake Gang had extensive connections and weapons from Israel, some of which were military-grade and difficult to acquire on the black market.

After thinking this through, Shen Hao casually waved his Qinglian sword, and with a flick, the ropes binding Song Mupaala split in two.

Once freed, Song Mupaala let out a deep breath, her body now able to move. She felt like she had a chance to survive.

She rubbed her sore arms and stretched her muscles before walking slowly toward Shen Hao. Her brown eyes locked onto him.

The deal was quickly finalized, and Shen Hao removed his mask.

Song Mupaala sighed in relief. Fortunately, Shen Hao wasn't an ugly, old man. Earlier, she had only guessed his age based on his voice, but now that she saw his face, she was pleasantly surprised by his good looks, which matched her taste perfectly. Who wouldn't want to be with someone handsome? Plus, Shen Hao's strength only added to his appeal.

With the deal settled, Song Mupaala trusted Shen Hao more, and likewise, Shen Hao had a bit more faith in her. Their cooperation now had a solid foundation.

Song Mupaala, curious, asked, "I don't think you're from Siam. Your accent is so authentic, though."

"That's right, I'm from China," Shen Hao replied. Since they were about to cooperate, he saw no need to hide his identity. Besides, with his current strength, he could kill anyone who tried to capture him. If someone went after him, he could simply disappear and return decades later for revenge.

"Then how should I address you?" Song Mupaala asked.

"From now on, call me Boss. We'll have a one-way relationship, and never reveal anything about me. If I find out, our cooperation will end. Of course, if you're in trouble, you can reach out to me, and I will help," Shen Hao said.

"Is that all you need from me?" Song Mupaala asked.

"There's only one thing I need—arms," Shen Hao replied.

"Just that? You don't need any money from the Black Snake Gang?" Song Mupaala was surprised.

"No need for money. Just normal transactions, and sometimes, you'll help me launder money. It's that simple," Shen Hao answered.

"Okay, deal," Song Mupaala said, pleased. She hadn't expected such a straightforward request. This made things easier for her. Though the Black Snake Gang was her family's business, many senior members had stakes in it. If Shen Hao wanted everything, she'd have a hard time.

"Now, what kind of relationship do we have?" Song Mupaala asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"A contractual relationship. I'm your boss. But I'm a tyrant, and if I find out you're involved with another man, I'll wipe out the entire Black Snake Gang. Remember to call me Boss," Shen Hao said with a smile.

Song Mupaala felt a chill run down her spine and rolled her eyes. She couldn't understand how Shen Hao, who had been gentle earlier, could say such cold-hearted things. However, deep down, she felt a strange sweetness. Shen Hao's dominance showed that he cared for her.

"Yes, Boss. Should we get up now? What if someone arrives?" Song Mupaala asked, playfully.

"We can go, but before we leave, set the whole manor on fire. I don't want any traces left behind," Shen Hao said indifferently.

"There's no doubt about that," Song Mupaala replied, standing up.