Chapter 43

Near dusk, a dilapidated van parked in a deserted garage.

After experiencing the awkward situation of having a hard time cleaning up the consequences of firing guns randomly in his own car, Lu Feng refused to bring his own car to work no matter what.

Fortunately, the three enthusiastic friends who were kidnapped had been very generous before leaving, lending them their own ride to use as they pleased, for as long as they wanted.

Thus, Lu Feng skillfully drove Ji Jue through Yacheng, arriving at a detached building that looked dilapidated and in disrepair.

Before the car even stopped, his head poked out of the window, revealing a brilliant, utterly sycophantic smile to the woman with a scar on her face leaning against the doorway.

"Laila, that thing..."

He nodded and bowed, rubbing his hands together and asking: "Do you have any more guns?"

Laila was silent for a long time, taking a deep breath.

Then, for the next ten full minutes, Ji Jue fully witnessed from her just how brilliant the beautiful art of Federal language could be.

She was simply a master of street slang folk culture research and a national-level oral gymnastics athlete. So many swear words, and not a single one was repeated!

"Do you remember a few hours ago, some bastard told me, he wanted to live a life without guns."

Laila slapped Lu Feng on the forehead, then did it again: "Do you think my place is a supermarket? We are a security company, Big Brother, not a killer group! The sign isn't even hung up yet, are you afraid I won't die fast enough?!"

"Didn't we also..."

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"You have the nerve to say that!"

Laila was furious, unleashing another round of greetings and rebukes with a high horse-content: "After causing such a big incident last time, do you know that if I hadn't offloaded it quickly, the Anquan Bureau would have almost come knocking?!"

"But they didn't come in the end, did they? I told you, I handled it."

Lu Feng shamelessly leaned in, putting his arm around her: "Help me out, emergency in the world of rivers and lakes, emergency! After this is over, I'll definitely... um, definitely be a beast of burden for you."

Laila punched him in the stomach: "Why don't you say you'll offer yourself up."

"Uh..."

Lu Feng hesitated, "I... I'm afraid of the dark..."

Immediately, near the entrance, several burly men burst into laughter. Only Laila's slightly dark face turned iron-blue, and without hesitation, she gave him a pair of panda eyes.

His nose was even bleeding.

"Damn it, knowing you is the worst luck of my life!"

After giving him an especially unsatisfying kick, she turned and walked inside.

Lu Feng got up as if nothing had happened, gesturing for Ji Jue to follow. Passing the entrance, he skillfully greeted the burly men, even introducing: "This is my brother, keep your eyes sharp when you see him in the future."

"Oh, Second Brother."

"Good to see you, Second Brother."

"Come play when you have time, brothers will take you to shoot guns, it's very exciting."

Amidst the greetings, Lu Feng sneered; everyone knew what they were up to.

Shooting guns? This kid touched a gun for the first time and hit four out of four on a 50-meter moving target. If anyone without eyes went to gamble with him, they'd better be prepared to lose their pants.

The group didn't stand on ceremony at all, leading them directly into the basement equipment room. After tearing off two pieces of wall, it revealed a dense, dazzling... arsenal!

Ji Jue's eyes went wide.

You tell me this is a security company? Which security company's warehouse hides so many automatic weapons? From pistols to rifles to shotguns, almost every model seen in books was available.

Laila, who was at the front looking as sour as could be, had emptied out her entire family fortune.

"Take it and get out, nothing good ever happens when I see you." Laila crossed her arms and said coldly.

"Wow, Brother Feng." Ji Jue whispered: "It's really impossible not to sell myself to pay off the debt now."

"Shut your damn mouth."

Lu Feng gave him a slap on the back of the head and swaggered in to 'shop', leaving Ji Jue standing there alone, looking left and touching right, everything was fresh.

Especially when he discovered that in the corner, these guys had actually gotten a set of turret-style presses... I mean, is your veteran club's family fortune a bit too rich?

Even so, Lu Feng was still nagging and being picky, complaining that this was missing and that was missing, finally shaking his head: "I thought there might be a set of power armor."

"Power your mother's leg!" Laila was furious: "If I had power armor, I'd crush your head first!"

Lu Feng shook his head: "Hey, look at you, getting anxious again."

"Lu, you damn..."

Just as the two were about to habitually bicker and fight, they heard Ji Jue's voice: "Sister Laila, can I borrow this?"

Just now, when he subconsciously used his ability on this place, he felt a strong resonance he had never felt before, like a shout suddenly raised in his ear, drowning out all other noise. It was as if a dying person buried in the soil was roaring with all their might in their last breath, unwilling to accept the final silence.

In the silence, it was like a thunderclap.

It was on the display shelf on the wall!

That ferocious weapon, covered in dust, which no one knew how long it had been since anyone touched it.

Looking in the direction of his finger, Lu Feng couldn't help but gasp.

"Damn, you really have one?"

Mammoth Type II Anchor Assault Gun, proudly produced by Sentry Industries, famous for decades, having created countless bloodshed and deaths.

But the key is, this thing isn't meant for people to use at all!

It's a weapon module for standard military exoskeleton power armor!

Even though the paint and appearance had been changed, Lu Feng recognized it at a glance.

"A bonus gift from local tribes when we imported from Middle Earth, it's already scrapped." Laila shook her head: "Kid, that can't be used, it will explode."

"Don't worry, it won't."

Ji Jue smiled, "At least, it won't when used today."

He reached out and pulled the portable spirit probe from his backpack.

After learning alchemy for so long, he finally found a place to use it...

They came empty-handed, but left carrying and taking everything. The two of them were hauling long guns, short cannons, and bullets; Ji Jue alone could barely carry it all.

Watching his collection and family fortune being looted by these two bastards in just over ten minutes, Laila's face grew even darker, following closely behind, afraid they would steal anything else good.

Only after they disappeared in that broken car did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hey, they're gone just like that?" The burly man missing a middle finger poked his head out: "You were so firm last time, I thought there was no hope."

"Him?"

Laila couldn't help but sneer: "That dog thing, putting on one act after another, but in reality, who doesn't know what kind of animal he is?"

Living a peaceful life?

Are you that kind of person, Lu Feng?

Even after so many years, she still couldn't forget the scene when she first met Lu Feng. Amidst the rolling smoke, in a shell crater made by the Empire, the man sitting on a corpse smoking.

Even though it was his first time on the battlefield, he had no fear, just that calm and happy smile.

As if... he was going home.

"He will come back sooner or later."

Laila said softly: "He can't put down the gun."

Just as a person can't forget how to breathe.

"Damn, I was suffocating."

In the passenger seat, Lu Feng finally caught his breath: "Carrying so much stuff, I thought that old miser Laila was going to flip out. Your face is really useful, Little Ji!"

"My face is useful my ass!"

Ji Jue rolled his eyes: "Don't you know who she's giving face to? Use your invincible pectoral muscles to think, Brother Feng, what is she after? Is she after me being able to fix cars?"

"Maybe. The way you pulled out that probe, her eyes were shining." Lu Feng put his arm around his shoulder and instructed: "If she asks you to work later, don't quote a low price! I'll find you a military maintenance price list later, just go by that!"

Military? Price list?

Are you talking about that coffee cup that costs over two thousand units or Imperial coins?

You're giving this to your savior? And she saved you twice...

Ji Jue was shocked, and when he looked back at Lu Feng, his expression was full of admiration: "You really are something else, Brother Feng!"

"What kind of talk is that, you brat!"

"Shh—"

Ji Jue suddenly raised his hand, interrupting him, "Phone call."

From one of the three people's phones, a screen lit up, flashing, showing the contact name—Brother Ming.

From the phone's data, it should be the leader of those people.

Scar Ming.

After connecting, a violent voice came from inside: "What exactly is going on? Why now..."

"Hello? Brother Ming, caught him!"

In Ji Jue's hand, the phone dutifully emitted the voice of its original owner, reporting joyfully: "Caught him, caught that kid too, hey, he delivered himself right to our door!"

"What did you say?!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was stunned, seemingly shocked: "That kid was caught too?"

"Yes, we had just gone a short distance when that kid chased after us, wanting to practice with the brothers, but Fourth Brother picked up a club and hit him on the back of the head, and he went straight down."

In the slightly chaotic background noise, another voice suddenly sounded: "Open the video and let me see!"

The phone hung up, and soon a video call came through.

Naturally, through the phone camera, one could only see a face that couldn't suppress its joy, two injured people, and Ji Jue in the back of the van, looking like he was on his last breath.

But in the video, the other person's face made Ji Jue slightly stunned.

That unshaven, lifeless look.

He had clearly seen him this morning!

Is this the Qi Qin mentioned in the text message?

"Bring him back first!" After confirming it was Ji Jue himself, Qi Qin's eyes lit up, "Bring him straight to the office, the boss is already prepared!"

"Should I kill him directly?" Ji Jue asked tentatively.

"I'll kill your mother!" Qi Qin's expression changed suddenly, raising his voice: "Bring him back to me in one piece, you hear me? If he loses a single hair... damn it, in the current situation, absolutely nothing else can go wrong, you know?!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we'll be there soon!"

The fake face in the communication revealed a sycophantic smile.

After hanging up, in the quiet van, only silence remained.

Lu Feng quietly adjusted the weapons in his hands, one pistol, two submachine guns, one shotgun, carefully and seriously, meticulously. After confirming and adjusting all the weapons in the bag, he slowly looked up.

A smile appeared on his face.

But it was completely different from usual, cold and ferocious, like a beast sucking on blood, unable to help but want to feast.

"Are you ready, Little Ji?"

"If I wasn't ready, would I let you go alone?"

Ji Jue rolled his eyes, raised his hand and shouted: "Burn his whole family, beat his mother!"

Thus, Lu Feng's smile became even happier.

"Burn his whole family, beat his mother!!!"

Amidst the low roar of the engine, the van sped along the road, like thunder.

Just like that, amidst the festive song of 'Good Luck' on the radio, they rushed toward the brilliant neon lights.

In the distance, the night curtain was just beginning to fall.