Chapter 41

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Under the afternoon sun.

A black sedan stopped at the entrance of an alley not far from the Mainland Auto Repair Shop.

Lu Feng got out of the car, looked left and right, and after noticing no one was paying attention, waved at the car: "Thanks, I'll pay you back as soon as possible."

"Really not considering it?"

The driver was a woman with slightly dark skin, and the tattoo on her arm was identical to Lu Feng's.

She had a scar on her neck, and her usually sharp eyes looked uncharacteristically gentle now: "We're old friends after all, if you join, I'll give you equity... I heard the little sister started college, Tianmen University's student loans aren't cheap, without a windfall, you might just spend your whole life paying them off."

"Spare me, I don't want to get involved in those things anymore. As for the student loans... I actually think there's nothing wrong with spending a lifetime paying off loans peacefully."

Lu Feng smiled and shrugged: "Besides, don't we still have each other?"

"That kind of talk?"

Sister Laila was slightly stunned: "Doesn't sound like you at all."

"The younger brother and sister are doing well, they don't need me anymore."

Lu Feng sighed slightly, looking up at the familiar scenery in the distance, "When I was a kid, I thought that if I wanted to get ahead, if I wanted to stand out, I had to be ruthless, strong, and imposing enough. But after struggling so hard for so many years, from Yacheng to the Central Lands, and then to that mud pit, I didn't achieve anything.

At first, I thought that only by holding a gun could I master my life, but later I realized that once you pick up a gun, that's all you have left for the rest of your life.

I struggled with my life to climb back from the Central Lands just because I didn't want to live in the gutter anymore."

He said: "The gutters are the same everywhere."

As he spoke, he hesitated, took off his holster from his lower back, and handed it over.

Sister Laila stood frozen, opening the holster and looking at the familiar pistol, a weapon passed down through the hands of the elite soldiers of the Airborne Battalion, increasingly incredulous: "Are you serious?"

"Haven't you always coveted this?"

After the decision, Lu Feng had no more worries, just smiling: "It's yours, consider it debt repayment, just charge me less interest."

Sister Laila didn't speak, just looked at him gloomily.

After a long time, she suddenly said: "Good."

"Hmm?"

"I said, this is best, to be able to live a peaceful life. A life that can be lived without relying on a gun is the truly good life."

That expression was truly hard to describe, and it was impossible to tell whether it was empathy or genuine reluctance, but in the end, she just said: "Congratulations."

"Thanks." Lu Feng waved his hand and turned to leave, but heard the voice behind him.

"One more thing."

Sister Laila sighed helplessly: "I remember you told me... about that kid with the burn marks on his face who looks pretty good?"

Lu Feng nodded: "My brother, what's wrong?"

"Then you'd better be careful, someone is investigating him recently."

Sister Laila smoked, suppressing her irritation: "There's no news on the 【Wild Market】, they bypassed it directly, it seems they've put out a bounty in the local community, probably not up to any good."

Lu Feng stood frozen on the spot.

Then, he saw the thing she handed back.

That gun.

"Think about it again, Old Lu." Sister Laila said: "You want to put down the gun and live a good life, but sometimes, without a gun, you can't live a peaceful life."

Lu Feng instinctively reached out, but the moment he touched the holster, he stiffened as if electrocuted.

After a long time, his five fingers spread and then clenched.

"Thanks." He said.

"I still miss you when you were in the Central Lands, back then you wouldn't have been able to spit out such cowardly words."

Sister Laila shook her head and didn't bother with more: "I'm off."

A step on the gas.

The sedan sped away without looking back.

Leaving Lu Feng alone on the spot, standing as if in a daze for a long time, lowering his head to light the cigarette butt that was almost completely soaked.

Lowering his head, breathing silently.

And so, in the shadows where the sun couldn't reach, his eyes gradually became fierce.

"Brother, you're back?" The youngest one poking his head out from the shop entrance looked over, "Don't dawdle, come back quickly and move the brake pads inside, otherwise if Mom finds out, she'll scold you again!"

"Oh oh, coming!"

Lu Feng lifted his head as if waking from a dream, a soft smile appearing on his face, just patting his head: "Look at my memory! Coming right now..."

However, his phone began to vibrate frantically again.

Making his heart sink to the bottom.

Caller: Lu Ling.

"Brother, help! Someone is trying to catch me! There are several of them, and... and..." A familiar choked voice rang out, like a terrified scream: "Don't come over!!!"

Crack!

Cracks appeared on the screen.

Lu Feng ran without hesitation, rushed into the shop, ignored everything else, jumped into the delivery van, and floored the gas pedal.

But it was still too late.

Ten minutes later, when he arrived at the scene, only a mess remained.

Half an hour ago, North Mountain District, East Road Farmers' Market, a scene of noise and bustle.

"Big sister, how much for this grouper?"

Lu Ling walked through the narrow aisle, looking at the seafood swimming flexibly in the fish tank: "Too expensive, make it cheaper, this has clearly been here for several days. It's almost flipping over with so much oxygen, how is it fresh?

Fine, give me half a catty of tiger prawns, no, one catty!"

A few minutes later, the girl who had successfully picked up a bargain walked out happily, holding her phone to check the vegetables Lu Ma wanted, thinking about whether to buy a chicken since the second brother said he was coming home for dinner, anyway she rode the motorcycle here, she could hang it on the handlebars, kill it when she got back, it would be fresher.

And then, she felt a hand crudely grabbing her hair.

Yank!

The burly man who jumped off the van said nothing, dragging her almost to the ground, pulling her toward the car. Suddenly, Lu Ling widened her eyes, screaming in instinctive terror, wanting to call out, but heard the opponent's preemptive roar: "You spendthrift woman, where did you steal the family's money?!"

Another gaunt man also rushed up, hugging her legs, "Juan, listen to your uncle, your mother is so angry she can't hold on, go back and admit your mistake."

She didn't even have time to speak, and the shocked crowd nearby also dispersed, watching from afar, pointing and gesturing.

"Listen to Grandma, Grandma will take you back, okay?"

An old woman who didn't know where she came from leaned in, holding a wet handkerchief, covering her face.

Lu Ling stiffened, recalling what her big brother had once said, instinctively holding her breath. She swung the bag in her hand, slamming it into the man's face, and the grouper and tiger prawns spilled out, a mess.

And her free hand finally touched something.

It was the old woman's sinister face.

Without hesitation, her index finger dug in with all her might!

A shrill scream rang out.

Amidst the sensation of fingertips breaking, the old woman finally let go, stumbling backward, blood streaming from her eyes, screaming. But Lu Ling finally found a chance to struggle, her raised leg slamming into the face of the man hugging her legs.

Landing.

No longer caring about the hand pulling her hair.

Using both hands and feet, she ran wildly forward, unable to feel the pain in her forehead and back of her head, even with a piece of skin torn off along with a handful of hair.

She didn't even have time to breathe.

She crashed into the crowd amidst intense dizziness, pushing over all the stalls along the way, then pushed the motorcycle, started it, knocked over the bicycle in front, and rushed onto the road.

"Ran away?"

The man still holding her hair was stunned, not expecting such a scrawny little girl to react so quickly. He didn't care about the screaming old woman at all, jumping directly into the car.

"Chase! Chase her!!!"

The dilapidated car also started, chasing closely behind, biting tightly and not letting go.

But in the panic, Lu Ling could no longer distinguish the direction, nor did she know where she had run to, and before long, she was blocked in a dead end by that car.

No way forward.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there!"

She knocked hard on the tightly closed iron door nearby, shouting: "Help! Help!! Open the door!"

There seemed to be some movement behind the door, but in the end, there was still no response.

Only at the alley entrance, the door of the broken car slowly opened, and the man from before jumped down, sneering, shaking off the hair tangled in his finger gaps.

"Run, you little bitch, keep running!"

Behind him, the driver and another person also jumped down, this time without any negligence or carelessness, both carrying things in their hands.

Black plastic bags covered knives and iron bars, making one's hair stand on end.

Lu Ling stumbled back a step.

She didn't speak again.

She dropped the phone she hadn't managed to dial, pulled an old flat-head screwdriver from the motorcycle's toolbox, and gripped it tightly.

Unfortunately, she still had no power to resist.

Just a few simple moves, and she was knocked to the ground, no matter how she struggled, the iron bar slammed into her forehead until she lost consciousness. Then, several people skillfully tied her up, threw her into the car, and drove away. When Lu Feng arrived, it was all too late—that was how it was supposed to be, there shouldn't have been any accidents.

But unfortunately, there was always something unexpected.

For example, because Lu Ling was lazy, she didn't want to walk when it was her turn to buy groceries, but she couldn't drive, so she sent a message to the second brother last night asking if she could borrow his motorcycle.

For example, after Ji Jue saw it, he agreed without hesitation, and then when he went out today, he didn't ride the bike.

For example, that dilapidated little sheep lying behind Lu Ling, which no one noticed at all.

For example, Little Niu Ma, who hadn't understood the situation from the start.

There were too many unfortunate accidents.

So much so that the unfortunate story had only just begun.

The moment it sensed that the God who bought it chicken legs was threatened, the Niu Ma-brand motorcycle emitted a deafening, terrifying roar.

Like thunder!

No, more like a bomb ignited right in front of one's face!

The dilapidated plastic shell fell apart in an instant, and then, a ferocious mechanical face lifted from within, roaring loudly!

Five messy but terrifyingly sharp claws reached out from behind the wheels, along with a tail covered in barbs and flashing with cold light.

Amidst the street-exploding sound comparable to a sports car engine, Little Niu Ma pounced, crossing Lu Ling's shoulder and pouncing directly onto the man in front.

It opened its mouth, bit his head, and clamped down fiercely.

Amidst shrill wails, the sharp claws slashed down, tearing his right arm apart like bamboo, pressing down, trampling, and the rear wheel crushed his face.

Crazy! Spinning! Spinning! Spinning!!!!

Flesh and scarlet sprayed onto the mudguard, the wailing stopped abruptly, and then, amidst the sound of breaking ribs, Little Niu Ma soared into the air again, the rear wheel delivering a left front kick, the front wheel a right whip kick, and after biting off a left leg with its giant mouth, it shook its head, throwing the shattered limb aside.

Then, it slammed fiercely into the last 'survivor'.

And then, there were no more survivors.

Only Lu Feng's puzzled voice rang out on the phone that had just connected.

And ten minutes later, when Lu Feng arrived at the scene, he saw three incomplete, dying guys lying on the ground, looking like they were about to breathe their last.

And a 'thing' that looked like a scooter was lying at his sister's feet, wagging its mudguard and fawning frantically.

And it was trying to lick her feet to beg for petting, acting cute to trade for chicken legs to eat.