Year 2035

In the province of Sichuan in China, a man clad in a black jacket with a hood hiding his face looks at his phone, typing away at something as he talks to himself.

"An S-rank mission."

Meanwhile, a woman dressed in purple comes out of a nearby shop with snacks.

"Hey, Haji, I'm done."

"Still bought more snacks, I see. You'll get fat, you know," he replies in a neutral voice.

"You... who's gonna get fat?" she replies in a fit of anger.

"Enough! It's time. If you're done, call the others over." Not giving her a chance to talk, he walks away, heading for a nearby car.

"Wait, what about me... wait..." He starts the car and zooms off.

"Fuck that scum, leaving me, a young lady." She stomps her foot in anger.

"Can't he at least act like a gentleman for once?"

She reaches into her pocket and brings out a communicator.

"Xen..."

"Oh, Darla. If you're calling, that means..."

   "Yes, we got a mission." 

"I was just getting started with some fun... now you've spoiled it. So how will you make up for your mistake? What about taking me out for a drink?"

    "In your dreams! Stop fooling around and go get Jack."

Gran Melia Chengdu

5-star hotel

On a bed in a hotel, two people are seen in each other's embrace when a phone rings. The man picks up the phone. A few moments later,

"She didn't even let me finish. Well, I'll try next. I've got to go."

A body with a dragon tattoo on the back comes into view.

"It's time for business."

With a grin, he leaves the woman on the bed and heads for the shower. A few minutes later, he comes out soaked in water. Feeling refreshed, he gets dressed in some neat clothes, giving him a kind of devilish, charming aura. The absence of the woman on the bed doesn't change his demeanor as he expected it. As if forgotten something, he heads to the bed and picks up his phone while saying to himself,

"Nearly forgot to notify the big guy."

Sichuan Wushi Fitness Taekwondo

In a fitness building filled with people practicing Taekwondo, a dark-skinned man with a large build and a height of 7 feet is practicing his moves with other Taekwondo practitioners. He is being observed closely by what looks like the person in charge of teaching.

"Enough."

The practice between the two comes to a stop.

"Ja, your fighting style, even if it's Taekwondo, is really concentrated on doing more damage while mostly abandoning your defense. It's really vicious. I noticed that even though you held back while practicing. As for you should be much more attentive when fighting an enemy, analyzing them more to crack their defense. That's all; you may go."

"Thank you, teacher," they both reply at the same time.

They each head their separate ways after saying their goodbyes.

In the building's restrooms,

"Ring, ring, ring." He looks at the caller with an annoyed expression. 

"Tiresome." With a sigh, he picks up the call.

"Okay, I'll be there."

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A car races through Sichuan, with precise maneuvers, overtaking and dodging cars and trucks, showcasing his excellent driving skills. He stops in front of a motel. Chinese buildings resemble those of monks. Tourists gather, waiting to be received at the reception.

Chengdu Flipflop Lounge Hostel.

A two-star motel known for its beautiful scenery and reception, even though it's a two-star establishment. Tourists, after spending their day enjoying the scenery, usually book hotels to spend the night or even their vacation. Each hostel has its uniqueness, making you browse through a variety of unique items to find the perfect memento to remember your stay.

Ignoring them, he heads directly for the door leading to the reception. A bright room with many little colored Chinese lamps hanging in place. Picturesque drawings hang on the walls, giving the place a beautiful and calming ambiance. Well-placed chairs and tables waiting to receive people and comfort them with food and some good tea.

The atmosphere of this place even brings a bit of light to his cold and emotionless eyes, but it quickly fades away.

"Welcome, sir. How may I be of service?"

"I would like to book four spacious rooms for four. My companions are on their way."

"No problem, sir. In which currency would you like to pay?"

"I'll pay in dollars."

"Okay, sir. Give me a moment. In the meantime, the hostel offers you something to drink. Would you like tea, coffee, or juice? We have everything."

"It's okay, I'm good."

****************Few moments later****************

"We've checked, and it's available. How long will all of you be staying?"

"Just one night." Looking into his pocket, he brings out a card.

Takes the card. "That'll be $192."

After getting all done, she gives back the card with four keys.

"Here are the keys to the rooms, sir."

"Keep three keys in the meantime; the others will come fetch them. Here are their names: Clara, Xen, and Salam."

He only takes one key, heading directly for the number written on it.

"Have a good stay, sir."

Seeing him turn a deaf ear, she turns back to continue her job.