Chapter One: Andy, Canada

Suddenly, the young girl lowered her voice: "Hmph, look over there, those thuggish kids from Vietnam." I turned around to see three small boys with yellow-brown skin, wearing black pants and T-shirts, adorned with a large number of silver chains around their necks. I quietly asked, "What are they up to?" The girl disdainfully curled her lip: "Descendants of Vietnamese immigrants, hmph, they specifically associate with the Vietnamese gang. They claim to be studying, but in reality, they are selling marijuana near the school."

Not at all ladylike, I devoured a feast, and the little girl giggled: "Go ahead and eat, with your big frame, why not eat a bit more?" Damn, I am also a dignified adult, how could I compete with a little girl for food? Just look at how you eat, you almost ended up with your face in the plate. I chuckled as I gnawed on a piece of rib and asked: "Is it really that good?" The little girl nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's 100 times better than American fast food." I secretly laughed to myself, can that American fast food even compare to the thousands of exquisite dishes in China?

The little girl has been following me, watching me park the car, prepare the food, go back to the room to take a shower, change clothes, and get ready for lunch

It is amusing to recall that when I initially informed the various leaders, they thought I intended to retire. In reality, I merely wanted to explore and see the world. I specifically purchased a super antique car resembling a Volkswagen Beetle, originally from the UK, which has a top speed of no more than 50 kilometers per hour, from a collector. After the car was beautifully refurbished at the repair shop, I comfortably packed enough food for a week in the trunk and leisurely drove along the endless shores of the Great Lakes.

I let out a cold laugh: "Running is useless; they will definitely run faster than you. Wait a moment and see what they intend to do."

It is said that the maple forests of Canada are the most beautiful in the world, but for the past two years, I have been captivated by the beaches of Hawaii and other places, and have not had the time to visit this country, which is somewhat on the chilly side. After more than two years without contact with my home country, I even changed my mobile phone card and have no idea how Qinghuo is doing now. However, I confidently pondered: "Even if there are any problems with Qinghuo, as long as I return, won't all problems be resolved?"

I nodded, and when such a beautiful young girl asked for your help, it would be quite awkward not to assist, right? I asked her, "What is it? Also, why did you initially say I am Chinese? You speak Chinese too, and you look Chinese, don't you?" The little girl kept giggling, saying, "I was born in Canada. My dad and mom are the real Chinese. Well, it's a simple favor, just pretend to be my boyfriend, okay?"

I asked her, "Aren't you busy? Are you following me?" The little girl naturally replied, "Now that you are my boyfriend, of course I need to get to know you better. Even if I have things to do, I wouldn't run out early in the morning to race. I'm so hungry; let me treat you to Chinese food. There is a very nice Chinese restaurant near our school."

A bright red, state-of-the-art Ferrari came up from behind, driving alongside my car. A girl, no more than 17 years old, greeted me with a cheerful smile: "Hi, wow, are you Chinese? An old classic car is on the road too? It must be worth much more than my Ferrari."

Sigh, the area nearby is a bustling commercial district, and there is no way to deal with those three little punks; they can consider themselves lucky. However, they wouldn't have the audacity to act so openly, would they? Three Vietnamese brats surrounded me, and the leader boldly said, "Chinese girl, accompany me tonight, and I'll let you go." I sneered and cursed them in Vietnamese, "F*** your mother’s b***h." The three boys were taken aback, and I kicked each of them in the abdomen. Although I didn't kill them on the spot, the force I used had already shaken and loosened their bladder and other organs. Probably in a month, what they urinate will be chunks of flesh. Just like that, the three boys were still lying on the ground, convulsing and moaning.

I asked her, "Where do you live, and where do you attend gatherings?" The little girl tilted her head and replied, "Hmm, Toronto, of course. I just come out here to race. By the way, your old car is slow, you should turn back quickly. You helped me this time, and next time I'll drive you to see the maple trees." I was taken aback; I had just driven out of Toronto for less than 3 hours. Never mind, this little girl is quite likable, so I might as well help her out, to prevent her from being taken advantage of at such a young age.

The young girl enthusiastically commented on my appearance: "Looking at you, you are quite tall and handsome, but your skin is a bit too pale, like a vampire. Hmm, the long hair draped over your shoulders is really cool..." I chuckled a few times. As for the pale skin, that can't be helped; after practicing true Heavenly Demon Qi for over two years, I really do resemble a vampire, except I don't need to drink blood and I'm not afraid of the sun. However, I can see things clearly at night. The hair, well, that's unavoidable; running around traveling has led to the consequence of being too lazy to take care of it every day.

On the road, I pushed the vintage car to its maximum horsepower, chugging along for 2 hours, and finally returned to the hotel where I was staying. The young girl rolled her eyes and said, "Why not buy the best sports car if you have money? Why bother with a vintage car? It's so slow; I could have driven back in less than an hour." I tapped her on the head and replied, "Safety first, don't emulate street racers. Well, you have a gathering in 3 days, so for the next two days, you are responsible for taking me around." The young girl cheered, "No problem, anyway, the recent classes are boring, and I don't feel like attending them." I curiously asked, "What classes?" She pouted and said, "Chinese traditional culture, you know, all that classical stuff. It's a headache, but I still have to pass the final exam, so I guess I'll have to find a proxy to help me out." I chuckled, having done the same thing with proxies for exams many times myself.

Truly deserving of being called the Maple Country, adorned with maple leaves on its national flag, the hills of various sizes are all covered with blood-red maple leaves after the frost. On both sides of the road stand dense and towering maple trees, with clusters of maple leaves falling in the wind, transforming the entire road into a fiery red. When cars speed by, it seems as if a red storm is swirling behind them. However, with a self-deprecating smile, I realize that my old car lacks the ability to go that fast. On both sides of the road stand dense and towering maple trees, with clusters of maple leaves falling in the wind, transforming the entire road into a fiery red. When cars speed by, it seems as if a red storm is swirling behind them. However, with a self-deprecating smile, I realize that my old car lacks the ability to go that fast.

He quickly took the little girl's hand, almost half-carrying her to the sports car 100 meters away. He fished the key from her waist, started the engine, and drove off. Casually, he brushed against her slender waist. The little girl came to her senses: "Wow, that's so cool! Will you be my real boyfriend?" I smiled and remained silent. Such a small girl, it would be nice to have her as a little sister to play with. Really, marry me? I would be afraid of others laughing at me for being a pedophile. The little girl came to her senses: "Wow, that's so cool! Will you be my real boyfriend?" I smiled and remained silent. Such a small girl, it would be nice to have her as a little sister to play with. Really, marry me? I would be afraid of others laughing at me for being a pedophile.

Gently sipping a small amount of maple syrup contained in an exquisite crystal bottle, the unique flavor lingers on the tip of the tongue. On the roadside, one can still see the apparatus for collecting sap from the maple trees, as a few glistening drops of sap slowly trickle into the small bottle below

The dishes have been served: fried spring rolls, mixed meat soup, stir-fried ribs, cilantro pork meatballs, stir-fried mushrooms with shredded meat, stir-fried bracken, vinegar stir-fried shredded potatoes, and stir-fried bok choy. However, the flavors are quite good, as the little girl is sweating profusely and refuses to put down her chopsticks

The little girl laughed non-stop: "Taking advantage of me? When did you become my uncle? Hehe, how amusing. Those boys are the most annoying; just because they play basketball well, they really think they are heartthrobs?" I chuckled: "I could indeed be your uncle given my age." The little girl was taken aback: "Nonsense, you’re at most 25 years old." I shrugged and said nothing; I’m over 30, and she thinks I’m 25?

After settling the bill, I smiled and wrapped my arm around the little girl as we stepped outside. The three boys behind us indeed brightened up and followed us. I deliberately complained to the little girl, "Why are you dressed so beautifully for no reason? Look, those three little rascals are following us." The little girl secretly glanced back, startled, and immediately grabbed my hand, urging me to run faster.

I entered the Chinese restaurant recommended by the young girl, and it was precisely noon, with a particularly large number of diners. After some effort, I finally found a semi-enclosed booth to sit down. The young girl eagerly ordered 8 dishes in one go. I smiled and remained silent; these dishes are merely suitable for you Banana types who grew up on McDonald's and KFC.

The little girl exclaimed: "I have never misjudged anyone. Although you seem a bit sour like a Chinese teacher, well, you are a good person." I was taken aback. Do I really look sour? I wonder what you would think if you saw me when I was chopping someone.

Alas, what kind of world is this? A girl whose teeth have not yet fully grown participates in such a gathering, and it is actually to accompany a friend

In the autumn of 2012, I ran to Canada

I became interested: "Are the Vietnamese gangs very powerful in Canada? I seem to have heard that the Chinese ones have been causing quite a stir there." The young girl gently explained: "The Chinese gangs have recently been hit hard by the police; I heard that the leaders have all fled, and there hasn't been much activity for now. So the Vietnamese and Indonesian gangs have been particularly rampant in the past six months; anyone who crosses them is in trouble." I smirked; if it weren't for you, little girl, I would have smashed a few plates by now. The Vietnamese and Indonesian gangs have indeed been particularly rampant in the past six months; anyone who crosses them is in trouble. I smirked again; if it weren't for you, little girl, I would have smashed a few plates by now. The little girl in the library's eyelids twitched: "Wow, you smiled so cool just now. If you smile like that often, a bunch of infatuated girls in my class would definitely be all over you." I almost spat out the soup in my mouth; I was thinking about killing someone, and you actually thought I looked cool?

Just now, when I kicked those three kids, there were flashing lights across the street. Heh, they've been tracking me for 2 years and still won't let go? Damn it, if it weren't for the fear of causing trouble for my brothers, I would have had you dismembered two years ago. Take your time, all I have is time; let's see how much budget you have to follow me around the world. Thinking about it, it's really pitiful. At the beginning, they followed me and stayed in five-star hotels, but now, I guess the budget is insufficient, so I stay in five-star hotels while they have to stay in the guesthouse next door. ... Hehe, MI6 agents, take your time; I came out just to "play" with you... Thinking about it, it's really pitiful. At the beginning, they followed me and stayed in five-star hotels, but now, I guess the budget is insufficient, so I stay in five-star hotels while they have to stay in the guesthouse next door. ... Hehe, MI6 agents, take your time; I came out just to "play" with you...

Ask her: "What kind of party is it that you're so afraid of? Don't you have any male classmates to accompany you?" The little girl stuck out her red tongue and replied: "Those male classmates around me are all so lecherous, ugh, having them around makes it even more frightening. Well, it's a party, but not a normal one—drugs, alcohol, sexy parties, and so on." I frowned: "You still attend such parties?" The little girl shrugged: "There's no choice, my good friend is going, so I have to accompany her. She has her own partner, so I have to find someone I can trust. You look like you can handle yourself in a fight, so you wouldn't be afraid of the people at the party causing trouble."

I had no appetite and went to Italy to have a so-called Chinese meal, which almost made me sick. I asked, "Where do you go to school?" The little girl replied proudly, "St. George's College, hee hee, I'm in the first grade, but the elective course on Chinese culture is too difficult, sigh..." I thought for a long time, St. George refers to one of the three campuses of the University of Toronto, but the University of Toronto is the best university in Canada.

At that moment, a strange voice said, "Andy, little sister, why didn't you answer your phone early in the morning?" Turning around, I saw a young man with yellow skin and yellow hair, about 20 years old, quickly followed by two boys in basketball jerseys. The girl huffed, "Carl, I told you I dislike you, stop bothering me. Besides, I've changed my phone number, so don't ask for it again. If you keep calling, I'll change it again; after all, numbers are cheap, hmph." The young man looked embarrassed, and the girl continued, "Carl, I told you I dislike you, stop bothering me. Besides, I've changed my phone number, so don't ask for it again. If you keep calling, I'll change it again; after all, numbers are cheap, hmph." The young man, feeling humiliated, pointed at me and said, "Who are you, looking all smug?" I deliberately put on a stern face and replied, "Are you Andy's classmate? How rude! I am Andy's uncle. Step aside, and if you continue to harass Andy, I will call the police." The three boys looked as if their jaws were about to drop to the ground, staring foolishly as I walked away with the girl.

I coughed lightly: "Isn't this a bit of a cliché? Is it that your father wants to check on your boyfriend, or are you dealing with an annoying guy, or perhaps you feel embarrassed about not having a boyfriend at a party?" The girl huffed: "You've watched too many soap operas; it's a tired plot. " I nodded: "I agree, but what is the reason? Even though I have plenty of time, I don't want to spend it with you for no reason."

I got into the little girl's car and we sped directly to St. George's College in the city center, parking near the main entrance. The little girl bounced along, pulling me forward as she ran energetically. Suddenly, I remembered something: "Little girl, what is your name?" The little girl replied straightforwardly, "Call me Andy, my Chinese name is Lin Yuxin, but I rarely use it; only my dad and mom call me that."

Dressed in tight black denim, with light makeup on her face, her short hair playfully bouncing at ear level, the charming girl smiled at me. I laughed and said, "Indeed, doesn't such scenery call for a vintage car to match it?" The girl honked the horn playfully and said, "So cheesy! Do you teach Chinese? Where are you going?" I thought for a moment and replied, "I have no destination, just driving around for fun." The girl's eyes twirled a few times, and I laughed again, saying, "Indeed, doesn't such scenery call for a vintage car to match it?" The girl honked the horn again and asked, "So cheesy! Do you teach Chinese? Where are you going?" I thought for a moment and replied, "I have no destination, just driving around for fun." The girl’s eyes twirled a few times, and with a cheerful smile, she said, "Hey, if we know each other, we can be friends. You don't seem bad, and you have good taste. Can you do me a favor?"

The little girl tilted her head, and I shouted, "Don't look around, be careful while driving." She laughed a few times and said, "With such a timid nature and such a slow speed, it wouldn't matter even if we crashed. Hmm, a friend from my dorm asked me to accompany her to a party in 3 days, and I'm scared. I want to find someone who looks reliable, a bit more mature, and tall enough to accompany me." I laughed and replied, "You've only known me for less than 10 minutes, and you already trust me?"