Chapter 43

Near dusk, a dilapidated van stopped in the deserted garage.

After experiencing the awkward situation of shooting randomly in his own car leading to consequences that were hard to clean up, Lu Feng refused to bring his own car to work no matter what.

Fortunately, the three enthusiastic friends who were kidnapped were very generous before leaving, lending them their own vehicles, telling them to take them and drive them whenever and for however long they wanted.

So, Lu Feng skillfully took Ji Jue through Yacheng and arrived at a detached building that looked dilapidated and in disrepair.

Before it stopped steadily, his head poked out of the window, showing a brilliant, fawning smile to the woman with a scar on her face leaning against the door.

"Sister Laila, that thing..."

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

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

Then, for the next ten minutes, Ji Jue fully witnessed from her how wonderful the beautiful language art of the Federation 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."

Sister Laila slapped Lu Feng on the forehead, and then another one: "Do you think I'm 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 you also..."

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"You bastard, you have the nerve to say that!"

Sister Laila was furious, another round of greetings and rebukes with a high horse content: "Last time you caused such a big thing, do you know if I hadn't turned it over quickly, the Security Bureau would have almost come to the door?!"

"Didn't they not come in the end? I told you, I handled it."

Lu Feng stuck to her shamelessly, hooking shoulders: "Help me out, emergency, emergency! After this is over, I'll definitely... hmm, definitely be a cow or a horse, repaying you."

Sister Laila punched him in the stomach: "Why don't you say you'll give yourself to me."

"Uh..."

Lu Feng hesitated, "I... am afraid of the dark..."

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

Nosebleed flowed out.

"Damn, knowing you is truly the worst luck in eight lifetimes!"

After kicking him especially hard, she turned and walked inside.

Lu Feng climbed up as if nothing happened, waved for Ji Jue to follow, greeted the burly men skillfully when passing the door, and introduced: "This is my brother, keep your eyes open when you see him in the future."

"Oh, number two."

"Number two is good."

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

Amidst the greetings, Lu Feng sneered, everyone knew what they were planning.

Shooting guns? This kid touched a gun for the first time, four out of four hits on a fifty-meter moving target. Anyone who didn't open their eyes and bet money with him would have to be prepared to lose their pants.

The group didn't stand on ceremony at all, directly taking them into the basement equipment room, and after prying off two pieces of wall skin, revealed the dense, dazzling... arsenal!

Ji Jue's eyes went straight.

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.

Sister Laila, whose face was as smelly as anything at the front, directly took out all her family assets.

"Get out after taking them, nothing good ever happens when I see you." Sister Laila hugged her arms and said coldly.

"Wow, Brother Feng." Ji Jue whispered: "It's really impossible to not sell yourself 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 alone in place, looking left and right, touching everything, everything was fresh.

Especially when he discovered that these guys had actually set up a turret press in the corner... I say, is the family asset of your retired veteran club a bit too rich?

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

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

Lu Feng shook his head: "Hey, look at you, in a rush again."

"Lu, you bastard..."

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

Just now, when he subconsciously used his ability on this place, he felt an unprecedented, intense resonance, like a shout suddenly raised in his ear, suppressing all other noises. It was as if a dying person buried in the mud was roaring with all his might, unwilling to be silent in the end.

In silence, like thunder.

On the display rack on the wall!

That ferocious weapon covered in dust, which hadn't been touched by anyone for who knows how long.

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

"Damn, you really have it?"

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

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

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

Even if it had changed its paint and appearance, Lu Feng recognized it at a glance.

"When importing from the Central Plains, it was a throw-in and gift from the local tribe, it's already scrapped." Sister Laila shook her head: "Kid, that can't be used, it'll 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 spiritual quality probe from his backpack.

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

Coming empty-handed, leaving with a haul, the two carried long guns, short cannons, and bullets, Ji Jue almost couldn't carry them alone.

Watching their collection and family assets being rolled away by these two bastards in ten minutes, Sister Laila's face was even darker, following closely behind, afraid they would steal more good things.

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

"Hey, leaving just like that?" The burly man missing a middle finger poked his head out: "You said it so decisively last time, I thought there was no hope."

"Him?"

Sister Laila couldn't help but sneer: "That dog thing, pretending to be one thing after another, but in reality, who the hell 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 couldn't forget the scene when she first met Lu Feng. In the rolling smoke, in the shell crater blown out by the Empire, the man sitting on the corpses smoking.

Clearly his first time on the battlefield, but he was completely fearless, with such a calm and happy smile.

It was as if... he was home.

"He will come back sooner or later."

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

Just like people can't forget to breathe.

"Damn, I'm suffocating."

In the passenger seat, Lu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Carrying so much stuff, I thought that old miser Sister Laila was going to flip out, your face is really useful, Little Ji!"

"My face is useful my ass!"

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

"Maybe, the two times you pulled out that probe thing, her eyes were shining." Lu Feng put his arm around his shoulder and instructed: "If she asks you to work later, don't quote low! 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's over two thousand units or Imperial coins?

You're giving this to your savior? And it's saving you twice...

Ji Jue was shocked, looked back at Lu Feng, and his expression was full of admiration: "You really are more of a bastard, Brother Feng!"

"How are you talking, brat!"

"Shh—"

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

From the phones of those three people, one screen lit up, flashing, and the contact name appeared—Ming Ge.

Judging from the phone data, it should be the leader of those few people.

Scar Ming.

After connecting, a grumpy voice came from inside: "What the hell is going on? Why now..."

"Hello? Ming Ge, caught them!"

In Ji Jue's hand, the phone dutifully emitted the voice of its original owner, reporting happily: "Already caught them, even that kid was caught together, hey, he delivered himself to the door!"

"What did you say?!"

The voice on the other end of the phone stalled, as if shocked: "That kid was caught too?"

"Yes, just walked a bit, and that kid chased after us, wanted to practice with the brothers, result: Old Four picked up a stick and hit the back of his head, he's lying down now."

Amidst the slightly chaotic background noise, another voice suddenly sounded: "Turn on the video and show me!"

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

Naturally, through the phone camera, all that could be seen was a face that couldn't hide its joy, two injured people, and Ji Jue dying in the back of the van.

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

That unshaven, dying look.

He had clearly seen it this morning!

This is 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 directly 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 in one piece, you hear me? If he loses a hair... damn, just as he is now, absolutely nothing else can go wrong, you know?!"

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

The fake face in the communication showed a fawning smile.

After hanging up, in the silent 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 blood-sucking beast, unable to help but want to feast.

"Are you ready, Little Ji?"

"If I'm not ready, can I let you go alone?"

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

And so, Lu Feng's smile became more and more happy.

"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 in the radio, they rushed toward the brilliant neon.

In the distance, night began to fall.