Chapter 220
Chapter 220
“Fuck you, Ma Guoyun, what do you mean? There are so many of us working with you. How can you monopolize 30% of the profits? Just because you, Ma Guoyun, are at the peak of Level 6? How many little bastards do you have under you who are not afraid of death?”
A muscular man in a camouflage vest slammed the table and roared at someone. The person being roared at was a short-haired middle-aged man in his forties. This man had a strong physique and sat like a fierce tiger. His eyes were triangular, and from time to time, they shone with a cold glint, like a poisonous snake eyeing its target.
Faced with the muscular man’s question, the middle-aged man wasn’t angry at all. He just said calmly, “I made the plan, I provided the weapons, and I did all the preparations. You guys just put in some effort, carried a few things, and kill a few people. Do you think I shouldn’t ask for 30%?”
“That 30% is too much. I’ll give you 20% at most. Otherwise, we’ll turn around and leave right now ...”
“That’s right. Ma Guoyun, without us, you can’t eat this batch of goods alone!”
Seeing that the people in the factory were discussing more and more intensely, Mengyao Xu and the young man quietly retreated. They originally wanted to go back the way they came, but now there were two lookouts blocking the way.
The lookouts soon unbuckled their belts and began to pee.
“These bastards. Boss gave them a chance to join, and they all want to take the big share. Why don’t they stuff themselves to death ...?”
“They’re all fucking trash. But they won’t be able to jump around for long. After we rob this batch of strategic supplies, boss will use these resources to become a Master. No matter how much they eat, they’ll have to spit out their skin and bones.”
“That’s true. Haha ...”
Mengyao Xu and Meng Jianfei listened to their conversation expressionlessly. Then, they changed direction and retreated until they were a few hundred meters away from the abandoned factory.
“These guys are crazy. They want to rob the strategic supplies!”
As soon as they stopped, Mengyao Xu couldn’t help but speak.
Meng Jianfei’s expression was also a bit serious. “Including Ma Guoyun, there are eight Level 6, three Level 5, and two Level 4 Martial Artists ... With just the two of us, there’s no way we can complete this mission.”
“No wonder Ma Guoyun is so reckless. He’s not afraid of us finding him. He’s not worried about us coming to find him. Eight Level 6, plus the firearms in their hands ... it’s enough to flatten the entire Yanhe city!”
Mengyao Xu’s expression was ugly. She said slowly, “This kind of person wants to become a Master? What a fool’s dream!”
“We have to report this quickly. This is already beyond the scope of a Class AA mission. I’m afraid it’ll reach Class S. There’s no way we can complete this mission. Let’s go back and think about it.” Meng Jianfei suggested.
Mengyao Xu nodded. The two lifted their feet and were about to leave.
“Fuck!”
The leader of the lookouts cursed and was about to attack. But just as he raised his hand halfway. He felt his body involuntarily swing backward. There seemed to be a hole in his throat. Warm liquid splashed out, taking away a lot of his strength and temperature.
The man covered his neck and slowly fell backward. As he fell, he saw his other two companions. They were also covering their necks with their hands. Their faces were full of shock and disbelief. A lot of red blood flowed out from between their fingers and flowed everywhere.
“Bo ... Boss will help ... help us ... get ... revenge ...”
The man opened his mouth and tried to say something.
But a size 43 shoe had already stepped on his neck, and with a crack, it broke his neck. His last words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn’t spit them out.
“You’re already dead, and you still talk so much trash ...”
Lu Sheng rubbed his foot on the weeds on the ground to remove most of the blood. Only then did he pull back his foot in satisfaction. Three corpses lay quietly in front of him. Lu Sheng turned to look at the red crystal dragon tattoo in his right hand. The tip of the red crystal dragon tattoo was as smooth as before. There wasn’t a trace of blood on it.
A strange feeling rose from the bottom of Lu Sheng’s heart.
“Is this killing?” Lu Sheng asked himself.
At this time, the desire to ruin and destroy that had been accumulating in Lu Sheng’s heart disappeared a lot. His heart became calmer.
Other than that, there wasn’t much psychological fluctuation. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had killed too many zombies in the dream world and inherited too many bloody memories. Maybe it also had something to do with the identities of the people he killed.
They were all extremely vicious and evil people. He didn’t feel any psychological burden while killing them.
Many phrases popped up in Lu Sheng’s mind. Eliminate the strong and help the weak. Eradicate evil. The great hero serves the country and the people. Eliminate the evil for the people. Practicing martial arts without killing is better than going home and selling sweet potatoes.
In the end, he finally found a slogan that was more appropriate and fashionable.
“Justice may be delayed, but it will eventually be served.”
Lu Sheng held the spear in his right arm. The red tip of the spear created a few sparks in the night. Then he strolled toward the gate of the abandoned factory.
“Receive this judgement!”