Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Running

Joe Ga had been patiently waiting for news over the next few days, taking the opportunity to learn more about the international arms trade.

After coming to Italy and holding the Mediterranean smuggling bible in his hands, how could he not give it a try?

He was not a patient man, but reality forced him to suppress his restless heart and start studying hard on his computer.

It was really simple for their team to kill someone.

But the tricky part was locating the enemy's position and then safely evacuating after striking.

The traditional steps in targeting enemies were "find him," "track him," "take him out," but the most essential was ensuring a safe evacuation. Without that step, everything else was in vain.

Joe Ga wanted revenge, but he certainly did not want to start a war with the military forces of any country, even if Italy's army was weak—it was still a developed nation.

The most advantageous point for Joe Ga now was that the Mori Family was at war with the Glorious Society.

If he initiated an attack, it could very likely be attributed to the Glorious Society.

The undercover agent knew that Dorian was not a Glorious Society member, which might lead to some speculation, but that didn't matter; even if he knew more, he wouldn't dare tell anyone else. Searᴄh the ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Because if you expose me, I can just run off to Sicily, but if I expose you, your death is certain.

Dorian and Antar had gone south, and Joe Ga passively enjoyed a brief vacation.

The place they were staying was already a holiday hotspot in Catania, and the cabin Dorian rented was in a fantastic location, nearly a kilometer away from the nearest neighbor.

To fully experience the Sicilian atmosphere, Joe Ga would run along the mountain road every morning and evening. The 7.5 kilometers were just perfect to make him feel relaxed and even forget the annoyance of waiting.

Karman didn't like running. He felt that unless it was for survival or food, running was just a waste of time and life.

But Karman was extremely concerned about Joe Ga's safety. He was probably one of the few people in the world who wanted him to grow strong in the arms trade and yet live a long life.

So when Joe Ga went out running in this unfamiliar place, there was always a barefooted black man in sportswear following him.

The two of them running together caught quite a few eyes at the holiday destination.

If you develop the habit of running, not doing it for one day makes you feel terribly uncomfortable.

Vacations are supposed to be enjoyable, but if you have two guys running past your door every morning and evening, it's like trying to quit smoking while people constantly smoke in front of you.

Within just a couple of days, some of the regular runners started to join the two "professional athletes" on their morning runs.

Most of the running enthusiasts focused on Karman.

Although the old man's hair was graying, he ran with the grace of Kipchoge, especially uphill.

Who had ever seen a long-distance runner with the same step frequency uphill and downhill, completing 7.5 kilometers back and forth, drink water afterward, and act like nothing happened?

That day, Joe Ga went out early as usual.

After greeting Nis, who was making coffee, Joe Ga started jogging, breathing in the fresh sea breeze, headed towards Mount Tauro.

A few young people joined him for the morning run, but about one kilometer up the mountain, a mother and daughter appeared in front of them.

The figures of the mother and daughter were particularly eye-catching and when Joe Ga caught up with them, he couldn't help but take a few extra looks.

The mother, standing at about 1.7 meters tall, was dressed in a form-fitting yoga outfit that perfectly outlined her figure. With her light brown ponytail swinging as she ran, she exuded a youthful air that made it hard to believe she was a woman in her forties.

The daughter seemed to have inherited her mother's genes. At just teenage years, she had already grown past 1.8 meters. However, compared to her mother, the girl appeared much thinner, and overall, she was still lacking a bit.

The appearance of this mother-daughter duo caused a stir among the morning jogging group for a few seconds. Several young people who had been following Karman suddenly picked up their pace, trying to catch up with the duo to strike up a conversation.

Unexpectedly, the mother and daughter did not say a word. They just flashed a meaningful smile and then started to speed up.

Within minutes, the pacing of most of the joggers was thrown off.

Joe Ga had undergone some professional training, and he immediately realized that the mother and daughter might be professional athletes because their running and breathing rhythms were clearly trained, unlike those who run for leisure.

Many people don't know that during aerobic exercises like running, the frequency of breathing is extremely important. Poor control can force you to push beyond your body's limits, leading to potential damage to heart and lung functions.

Joe Ga had experienced it once himself in Egypt. He had tried weighted running, but messed up his breathing rhythm, so he tried to stabilize it with high-frequency breathing and nearly passed out.

The coach had to cover his nose and mouth with a paper bag to balance the levels of carbon dioxide and oxygen in his body, which finally brought Joe Ga back to full consciousness.

This was a case of "oxygen poisoning" caused by high-frequency breathing!

Sometimes, after exercising, people feel dizzy because they are gasping for air. This is why.

Joe Ga kept up with the mother and daughter for a full three kilometers, which included an uphill path. Their breathing remained steady throughout, convincing him that if they weren't athletes, he might as well be blind.

In contrast to those who fell behind due to disrupted pacing, Joe Ga maintained his own. However, he wasn't trying to compete. Morning and evening runs were just endurance training for him; there was no need to push it.

As the distance gradually increased, Joe Ga soon lost sight of the mother and daughter.

But when he reached the top of Mount Tauro, he found them at the scenic lookout, helping each other perform a stretching exercise that Joe Ga couldn't name.

Seeing that Joe Ga and Karman had caught up so quickly, the mother stopped her exercise to nod at Joe Ga as a way of greeting, then turned and vigorously twisted her daughter's arms into a backwards angle that made Joe Ga's skin crawl. Stay tuned for updates on m-v l|-NovelFire.net

Joe Ga didn't linger; he circled the platform and headed back the way he came.

Along the way, observing several runners pale in the face, Joe Ga saw a young man making faces and asking about the whereabouts of the mother and daughter. He made an encouraging gesture and then pointed towards the mountaintop.

Running downhill wasn't particularly easy. As sweat began to bead on his forehead, Joe Ga enviously glanced at Karman, who seemed to feel nothing, and stopped about 400 meters from his own cabin.

While walking to regulate his breathing, he said helplessly, "Why aren't you tired?"

Facing his boss's question, Karman organized his thoughts and replied in a raspy voice, "Just don't think about it, and you won't feel tired!"

Looking at Karman, who displayed a masterly demeanor as if the clouds were light and the wind was mild, Joe Ga shook his head and chuckled, "That makes so much sense."

Just as Joe Ga was about to reach his doorstep, he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned to see that the mother and daughter had caught up.

As the mother passed Joe Ga, she nodded again as a greeting, but just as they were about to pass his cabin, a man reeking of alcohol suddenly burst from the roadside near the sea.

Amid the girl's screams, he grabbed her arm and began shouting something in some Eastern European language.

As the obviously drunk man mumbled in an unintelligible language and pulled the girl toward Joe Ga's cabin...

Joe Ga and Karman exchanged a look and hurried over, as there were many things inside their cabin not meant for strangers' eyes!