Chapter 113: Why Are You Everywhere?

In the pitch-black night, between the dense forest and shrubs, dazzling light suddenly appeared.

The seemingly ordinary tricycle now seemed to have left gravity behind, galloping like flying between the hills, crushing the loose soil at an incredible speed against the steep slope.

The moment he noticed that weird tricycle, the gunman at the high point seemed to fall into hesitation, considering whether to retreat.

And before that, faster, was the shadow passing over the sky...

Bird spreading its wings!

Just amidst the leaping and bumping, the box in the Little Niu Ma's cargo bed suddenly soared into the sky, the handle fell into Gloria's claws, and then, the little bird spread its wings, easily dragging the long leather box, which was more than ten times its size and weight, and took off, quickly diving towards the direction where Ji Jue was.

Little Nine Express!

"..."

In shock, the gunman's face changed, subconsciously wanting to raise his muzzle to shoot down the bird passing over the sky, but at the same time, he heard a buzzing sound that made his scalp tingle.

Couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.

On the battlefield of the Central Continent, whenever such a sound rang out, it meant that the suicide attack of the drone swarm was about to descend from the sky.

He picked up his gun, rolled without thinking, pulled out his pistol from his waist, and pulled the trigger towards the source of the buzzing sound.

It wasn't until he saw the wreckage of the drone that had absolutely no threat that he truly fell into an ice cellar.

Damn it!

When he suddenly threw away the pistol, squatted down, and aimed the sniper rifle at the direction of the drainage ditch, he finally saw the leather box that had been opened in mid-air rolling and falling.

The lever-action gun that fell from it had already fallen into a hand reaching out from the drainage ditch.

The offensive and defensive situation reversed from this moment.

"It's good to see you."

Ji Jue held his old friend in his hand, praising sincerely, smiling, and with a wave, the opened magazine caught the bullets raining down from the leather box.

Accompanied by a light spin, a crisp sound erupted.

Loading complete.

Next, it's time for the happy time of mid-range sniping—

【Fire】, he said.

In that instant, amidst the resonance brought by the deus ex machina, the reflection was like lightning, the silent thunder erupted with roars and booms, and the mercury bullets whistled out, crossing a distance of 970 meters, whistling over.

From mid-air, it collided with the bullets fired from the sniper rifle. Iron and iron friction sparked, and the flowing mercury easily penetrated from the center, flying, correcting its own trajectory again, and after drawing a silver arc in mid-air, it penetrated into the tree trunk beside the gunman!

The bone-chilling cold swallowed the gunman. He didn't even have time to check the raw, dull pain on his face, instinctively pulling the bolt, and pulling the trigger again.

And in the scope, Ji Jue's gun threw out the shell in another spin, reloaded, like flowing clouds and water, and raised his hand.

The flying bullets once again shot down the incoming bullets in mid-air, and the scattered mercury brilliance left a long-lasting trajectory in mid-air.

Just like a sharp blade waiting to be fired, it pointed shakily at the gunman in the dense forest.

The cold chill came like a tide, surging in.

A lever-action rifle from over a hundred years ago? Are you serious?

Is he really still awake?

Or, has he long since fallen into a nightmare?

The sweating gunman pulled the trigger again, having to seize every opportunity to launch an attack.

Didn't dare to stop, couldn't stop!

Once he turned and fled, the bullets chasing from behind would absolutely turn his head into a ball of paste in an instant. He had been dragged by Ji Jue into this life-and-death duel with no end in sight.

The only choice left for him was to persist, continue, until the bullets loaded in the magazine were exhausted, and then be slaughtered!

Loud noises erupted again between the mountains, one after another.

Just like a noon duel under the scorching sun of the West.

Trajectories formed by mercury burning and evaporating appeared in the darkness of the mountains, and slowly dissipated. Every strand of silver light shooting over brought the sound of wind that seemed to tear his face apart.

Viscous blood slowly dripped from his face, flowing into his eyes.

Dyeing the world in the gunman's eyes into a black-red.

But he didn't even dare to blink, just instinctively pulling the trigger, until an empty echo came from the gun chamber.

Out of bullets.

At the moment of realization, what rose in his heart was actually a kind of relief, as if granted amnesty.

Ah, finally...

Bang!

In his hand, the sniper rifle suddenly exploded and deformed.

The flying bullets penetrated his arm, digging a big hole in his shoulder. Then, the second, the third, took away his legs, but didn't take his life.

Just cruelly leaving him waiting for death in blood loss.

Or, waiting for torture more terrifying than death...

Only now, in the resonance of the deus ex machina, did that low report sound come: 【Report, sir, shooting complete】

【Mission accomplished, thank you for your hard work】

Ji Jue put down his gun and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the dead silence, there was no sound at the scene. Those hiding in the corners didn't dare to breathe, and even Chen Yubo, after crawling out of the drainage ditch, was exhausted and had no strength left.

Only Ji Jue sat quietly on the hood of Kunpeng, looking up at the night sky.

The stars were quiet, the moonlight was gentle.

"The night is beautiful."

He chuckled and didn't speak again.

Until the sound of the motorcade speeding over came again in the distance, Chen Yubo's phone finally rang. He got up with joy and waved wildly at the motorcade.

The motorcade stopped from a distance. A thin, white-haired man got out of the car with several young people. First, he checked Chen Yubo's condition and understood the situation at the scene. Then, the man called Uncle Lin took the initiative to greet Ji Jue.

The spiritual quality fluctuation was hidden, his steps were light but steady, his eyes were sharp, but when looking at Ji Jue, it was warm, without revealing any threat.

The strange chosen one took the initiative to extend his hand, smiling warmly.

"Mr. Ji, I'm really sorry, there's too much trouble tonight, the boss really can't get away, there's no way to come over and thank you in person."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a seemingly ordinary business card from his pocket and offered it with both hands: "Before coming, he specifically instructed me to thank you for your help tonight, the friendship is really rare, and he will definitely come to visit another day."

"Also hope you don't mind these accidents. Whenever you have time, be sure to honor us with your presence and have some tea together."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Ji Jue smiled, also took the business card, and solemnly put it away in front of him.

In this way, everyone has finished the polite process of social people.

Chen Xingzhou acknowledged this favor of saving his own younger brother's life and gave a promise. Although it's hard to say how much the favor can be cashed in, he doesn't have any intersection with the Wasteland Market for the time being. But the reward delivered to his door, don't take it for nothing.

You have to know, that thin, ordinary business card might be the dragon gate to the upper class for many people who are eager but can't get it.

"There is another gunman on the mountain over there, don't forget."

He pointed to the high point on the mountain: "Should be from the military, be careful of booby traps around. If you are fast, there should still be breath."

Uncle Lin's expression turned solemn: "I'll go personally."

The old man's figure seemed illusory in the darkness, flickering, and after just a few leaps, he landed on the high point without showing any signs of effort.

Vaguely heard the sound of an explosion, but soon, he brought down a corpse, sighed, and threw it on the ground: "Already dead, took poison. But looking at the tattoos on the body, it should be someone from the Empire. There are not many such people in Yacheng, and it's easy to investigate."

While speaking, several young people who left the team also returned, bringing Mu Jiang, who was dejected and gray-faced, behind them. They politely sent him into the car, and someone came to report to Uncle Lin: "That woman is gone."

Uncle Lin nodded and didn't say much.

Before leaving, Chen Yubo pushed away the people taking care of him and walked over.

"Thanks to you today, Old Ji."

He hugged Ji Jue hard and patted his back: "If you have time later, how about coming to my house to sit? I'll treat you to cat petting!"

Honestly, Ji Jue doesn't like trouble, and he's really not interested in cats, even if the cat in his house can do backflips.

But looking at Chen Yubo's expression, and that trace of vague humble pleading.

He finally sighed.

Helpless.

No way, the boss paid, and besides, the boss is not bad. The brother's business card has been accepted, so what's wrong with petting the younger brother's cat for a while?

"Okay."

He nodded: "When you need maintenance later, I'll come to your house to fix the car for you."

Thus, Chen Yubo smiled.

As if there was nothing else tonight that was more worth being so happy about.

He waved and went away.

Leaving only Ji Jue sitting on the Little Niu Ma, blowing the night wind, looking at the starry sky, suddenly feeling a sense of melancholy about having a private relationship with a client outside of working hours.

It's one thing not to get paid for overtime, but he even tricked me into going to his house to watch cats.

I always feel something is wrong!

"Do you think every time there's any wind or grass moving, we police officers are the last to know?"

More than half an hour later, at the late-night snack stall, Wen Wen hung up the phone, curled her lips, drank a mug of beer after tilting her head, and then shook her head and sighed.

"Whose call?" Tong Hua was curious.

"Your brother's."

Wen Wen said casually while holding edamame: "The big guys in the first department notified us who are patrolling and working that Yacheng is not peaceful recently, so be careful when doing things."

"Ah, that stinky idiot Tong Shan!"

Tong Hua was furious and slapped the table: "He smashed the second uncle's jar when he was a child, and I took the blame for him. How can he not take me seriously?! Don't be angry, Sister Wen, I'll go back and give him a cold face."

"Giving him a cold face is useless."

Wen Wen was amused and shook her head: "An hour ago, Lei Yaoxing's people tried to kill Chen Xingzhou's younger brother. Fortunately, his younger brother was lucky and hired a... bodyguard who came to make extra money, saving his life."

When saying the second half of the sentence, her expression was particularly strange, as if she saw an acquaintance among a row of people squatting on the ground and holding their heads during a crackdown.

Curiosity and suspicion from the bottom of her heart—why are you everywhere?!

"Then, Chen Xingzhou is not a good person either. This matter hasn't passed for five minutes, and Lei Yaoxing's personal accountant and driver were thrown down from the highest building in the Lihua District and smashed into a puddle of mud on Mingyue Square."

"Now both sides have started calling friends, swords drawn, and they might fight."

"Ah?"

Tong Hua was stunned: "Lei Wuye doesn't care?"

As the person in charge and speaker of the Wasteland Market in the local area, the name Lei Wuye has been covering the dark side of Yacheng like a dark cloud for forty years.

It's like the top predator in the food chain, driving the many people under his command, turning the dark side of Yacheng into an impenetrable fortress, enjoying all the dividends of Yacheng smuggling alone.

Now his godson and most trusted assistant are about to fight, and he is indifferent?

This is very outrageous.

"This is the biggest problem."

Wen Wen sighed, "That old dog Lei Wuye is about to breathe his last." ===== CHAPTER 114 =====