Chapter 42 No Guns Life
In the afternoon sun.

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

Lu Feng got out of the car, looked around, and when he realized that no one was paying attention, he waved his hand toward the car: "Thank you, I'll pay you back as soon as possible."

"You really don't want to consider it?"

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

She had a scar on her neck, and her usually fierce eyes seemed unusually gentle at this moment: "After all, we are old friends. If you join us, I will give you shares... I heard that my younger sister went to college. The student loan of Tianmen University is not cheap. If you don't make a fortune, your life may be ruined."

"Please spare me. I don't want to get involved in those things. As for the student loan... I think there's nothing wrong with paying off the loan peacefully for the rest of my life."

Lu Feng smiled and shrugged: "If things don't work out, don't we still have us?"

"Such words?"

Leila was slightly stunned: "That's really not like you.

"My younger brothers and sisters have become successful and don't need me anymore."

Lu Feng sighed slightly, raised his head, and glanced at the familiar scenery in the distance. "When I was a child, I thought that if I wanted to get promoted and stand out, I had to be ruthless, strong, and powerful. But after working so hard for so many years, from Yacheng to Middle-earth, and then to that muddy pit, I didn't achieve anything.

At first I thought that only holding a gun could control my life, but later I found that after holding a gun, this thing was the only thing left in my life.

I tried my best to crawl back from Middle-earth because I didn’t want to live in the gutter anymore.”

He said, “The ditches are the same everywhere.”

As he said this, he hesitated for a moment, took out the holster from his waist and handed it over.

Leila froze in place, opened her holster, and looked at the familiar pistol, a weapon passed down from generation to generation by the pioneers of the airborne battalion. She became more and more incredulous: "Are you serious?"

"Haven't you always been coveting this?"

After making the decision, Lu Feng had no more worries. He just smiled and said, "I'm giving it to you. Just consider it as a debt repayment. Just save me some interest."

Leila said nothing, just looked at him quietly.

After a long while, he suddenly said, "Very good."

"Ok?"

"I say, this is the best way, to live in peace. A life that can be lived without the help of a gun is a truly good life."

It was hard to describe her expression, and it was impossible to tell whether it was joy from empathy or reluctance from the bottom of her heart. In the end, she just said, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Lu Feng waved and turned to leave, but he heard a voice behind him.

"There's one more thing."

Leila sighed helplessly: "I remember you told me about... the good-looking boy with burn marks on his face?"

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

"Then you better be careful. Someone is investigating him recently."

Leila smoked a cigarette, suppressing her annoyance: "There is no news on [Huangji], so I just went around it. It seems that there is a bounty in the local community. I guess they didn't hold back their farts well."

Lu Feng stood there in a daze.

Then, I saw what she handed over again.

That gun.

"Think about it again, Lao Lu," Leila said. "You want to put down your gun and live a good life, but sometimes, without a gun, you can't live a peaceful life."

Lu Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand, but the moment he touched the holster, he froze as if he had been electrocuted.

After a long time, the five fingers spread out and clenched.

"Thanks," he said.

"I still miss the time when you were in Middle-earth. You couldn't say such cowardly words back then."

Leila shook her head and said nothing more: "Let's go."

A kick of the gas.

The car sped away without any hesitation.

Only Lu Feng was left standing there alone, as if in a daze. He stood there for a long time, then lowered his head and lit the cigarette that was almost completely soaked in the corner of his mouth.

Head down, breathing silently.

So, in the shadow where the sun doesn't shine, the eyes gradually become fierce.

"Brother, you're back?" The youngest one who was poking his head out of the store looked over and said, "Don't dawdle, hurry back and move the brake pads in, or if mom finds out, she'll scold you again!"

"Oh, here it comes!"

Lu Feng looked up as if waking up from a dream, with a gentle smile on his face. He just patted his head and said, "Look at my memory! I'll come right away..."

However, his cell phone started vibrating wildly once again.

His heart sank to the bottom.

Caller: Lu Ling.

"Brother, help! Someone is trying to catch me! There are several of them, and... and..." A familiar sobbing sound rang out, like a cry of terror: "Don't come over!!!"

click!
Cracks appeared on the screen.

Without thinking, Lu Feng ran into the store, ignored everything else, jumped onto the delivery van, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

But it's still too late.

Ten minutes later, when he arrived at the scene, all that was left was a mess.

Half an hour ago, the East Road Farmers’ Market in Beishan District was bustling and busy.

"Sister, how much is this grouper?"

Lu Ling walked through the narrow aisle, looking at the seafood swimming flexibly in the fish tank: "It's too expensive, can it be cheaper? It's obviously several days old. It's almost peeling after so much oxygen, how can it be fresh?
OK, give me half a pound of tiger prawns too, no, a pound!"

A few minutes later, the girl who had successfully found a bargain came out happily carrying two bags. She used her mobile phone to check the dishes that Lu's mother wanted. She thought about her second brother saying that he would go home for dinner in the evening, so should she buy another chicken? Anyway, she came here on a motorcycle, so she could just hang it on the handlebar and kill it when she got home, so that it would be fresher.

Then, she felt a hand roughly grab her hair. Pull!
The sturdy man who jumped off the van said nothing, dragged her to the ground and dragged her to the van. Suddenly, Lu Ling's eyes widened, and she screamed in fear subconsciously. She wanted to shout, but she heard the other party's roar first: "Wasteful woman, where did you steal the money from home?!"

Another skinny man also rushed over and hugged her legs, "Juan, listen to your uncle, your mother is so angry that she can't stand it anymore, go back and admit your mistake."

She didn't even have time to say anything as the shocked crowd nearby spread out, watching from afar and pointing.

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

An old woman who came from nowhere came up to her, holding a wet handkerchief in her hand and covering her face with it.

Lu Ling froze, recalling what her elder brother had said, and subconsciously held her breath. She swung the bag in her hand and smashed it on the man's face, spilling the grouper and tiger prawns, creating a mess.

And her free hand finally touched something.

It was the sinister face of the old woman.

Without thinking, she dug her index finger in with all her strength!

A piercing scream sounded.

Feeling the shattering touch of her fingertips, the old woman finally let go of her hand, staggered back, blood gushing from her eyes and face, and screamed. But Lu Ling finally found an opportunity to struggle, and she raised her leg and suddenly slammed it into the face of the man who was holding her leg.

Landing.

No longer paying attention to the hands pulling at your hair.

He used his hands and feet to run forward wildly, not feeling the pain on his forehead and the back of his head, as a handful of his hair and a piece of skin were torn off.

There was not even time to catch my breath.

She rushed into the crowd in a state of severe dizziness, knocking over all the stalls along the way, then pushed her motorcycle, started it, knocked over the bicycle in front of her, and rushed onto the road.

"Ran?"

The man who was still pulling the hair was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect such a skinny girl to react so quickly. He ignored the screaming old woman and jumped into the car directly.

"Chase him! Chase him!!!"

The tattered car also started and followed closely behind, not letting go.

But in the panic, Lu Ling had no time to figure out the direction, and didn't know where she was going. Not long after, she was blocked in a dead end by the car.

There is no way forward.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

She banged hard on the closed iron door next to her, shouting, "Help! Help! Open the door!"

There seemed to be some movement behind the door, but in the end, no one responded.

Only at the entrance of the alley, the door of the broken car slowly opened, and the man just now jumped out, sneering, and shook off the hair that was tangled between his fingers.

"Run, little bitch, keep running!"

Behind him, the driver and another person also jumped down. This time there was no negligence or carelessness, and they all had things in their hands.

The black plastic bag covering the knife and iron rod was chilling.

Lu Ling staggered back a step.

No more words were spoken.

He left the phone that hadn't been dialed yet, pulled out an old flat-head screwdriver from the tool box of the motorcycle, and gripped it tightly.

Unfortunately, there is still no power to resist.

With just a few simple blows, she was knocked to the ground. No matter how she struggled, the iron rod hit her head until she lost her voice. Then, several people skillfully tied her up, threw her into the car, and drove away. When Lu Feng arrived, it was too late - it should have been like this, there shouldn't be any accidents.

Unfortunately, there are always some unexpected things.

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

For example, after seeing it, Ji Jue agreed without thinking, and when he went out today, he did not ride a bike.

For example, the shabby little Lamborghini that fell behind Lu Ling and no one noticed it at all.

For example, the little calf who didn’t understand the situation at the beginning.

There were too many unfortunate accidents.

So, the unfortunate story has just begun.

The moment the god who bought it the chicken leg was realized to be threatened, the silent Niu Ma motorcycle let out a deafening and terrifying roar.

Like thunder!

No, it's more like a bomb that was detonated right in front of us!

The tattered plastic shell fell apart in an instant, and then a ferocious mechanical face rose from it, roaring loudly!

There were five messy but terrifyingly sharp claws sticking out from behind the wheels, and a tail covered with barbs that gleamed coldly.

Amid a roar comparable to that of a sports car engine, the little calf leaped up, passed Lu Ling's shoulder, and pounced directly on the man in front.

She opened her mouth, bit his head, and suddenly closed it.

Amidst the shrill wails, the sharp claws slashed down, tore his right hand apart with unstoppable force, pressed down, trampled, and the rear wheel rolled over his face.

Crazy! Crazy! Spin! Spin! Spin!!!

Minced meat and scarlet splattered on the fender, the wailing stopped abruptly, and then, with the sound of ribs breaking, the calf took off into the air again, the rear wheel kicked left, the front wheel kicked right, and after its huge mouth bit off a left leg, it shook its head and threw the broken limbs aside.

Then, it crashed into the last 'survivor'.

Then, there were no more survivors.

Only in the call that had just been connected, Lu Feng's puzzled voice was heard.

Ten minutes later, when Lu Feng arrived at the scene, he saw three mutilated and dying guys lying on the ground, almost dying.

And a ghost thing that looked like a scooter was lying at the feet of his sister, swinging its fenders to fawn on her crazily.

He also tried to lick my feet and ask for a touch, in order to get a chicken leg to eat.

(End of this chapter)