bullyxtreme Chapter 14 Discovering the Ghost-Faced King's Trail
Chapter 14 Discovering the Ghost-Faced King's Trail
Wang Teng thought for a moment, then sighed mournfully, "Sigh, what's the point of saying all this now? It's all already in my mouth. But, Captain, you hurt the heart of a pure-hearted male high school student, you have to make it up to him! This meal is on you~."
Chen Muye waved his hand as if shooing away flies.
Lin Qiye pointed at Wang Teng with schadenfreude: "Haha, 6000 million, Wang Teng, you're a joke. Now 6000 million has become 600 million. 600 million, 600 million!"
Lin Qiye seemed to remember something and sat down again, beginning to question his existence.
Wang Teng then channeled his grief and anger into his appetite. Relying on the special abilities of his Devouring Heaven Demon Art, he immediately called over a waiter: "This, this, this!"
The waiter kindly asked, "Is this all you want?"
"I don't want any of these three, but I'll have two of everything else!"
Hongying patted her chest: "Isn't this too much, Wang Teng? I'm almost full."
Wang Teng waved his hand: "No problem, these are just some dishes, enough to barely fill you up a bit."
The rest of the time was Wang Teng's solo show. He devoured the food like a glutton, starting as soon as it was cooked.
To the astonishment of Squad 136, Wang Teng single-handedly wiped out the rest.
Wen Qimo murmured, "Now I know why Wang Teng started asking for salary and benefits as soon as he joined. With that kind of appetite, most people really can't afford to support him."
Leng Xuan said coolly, "Look at his belly, it's not bulging at all, yet he can still eat... a lot!"
When everyone looked at Wang Teng's stomach, it was still flat.
Wu Xiangnan shrugged: "I guess as soon as the food enters his stomach, it is immediately converted into energy by Wang Teng."
Hongying said weakly, "But Wang Teng absorbed six boxes of energy blocks before and was fine. What if he eats all the food out of this hot pot restaurant?"
Just then, Si Xiaonan's phone suddenly rang.
"Yes, that's right, Squad 136. What... okay, we'll go right away."
Si Xiaonan put down her phone and looked at Chen Muyi, saying, "Captain, our search and rescue team just said they found traces of the Ghost Face King."
Chen Muye's expression hardened, and he said directly, "Let's go on a mission."
In an instant, Wu Xiangnan, Leng Xuan, Hong Ying, Wang Teng and the others stood up in unison.
"Hongying, settle the bill. The rest of you, follow me."
Lin Qiye also raised his hand: "Captain, I am a divine agent, and I also want to do my part."
Chen Muye nodded: "Alright, Lao Zhao, you take Wang Teng and Lin Qiye, and we'll meet at the designated location."
"Yes, Captain."
After Zhao Kongcheng rode off on his cool Ducati, Wang Teng sat in the back and patted the empty seat in the middle: "Hurry up, Qi Ye, time is life. The sooner we stop Ghost Face King, the safer our city's residents will be."
At this moment, Lin Qiye didn't care that there were men in front of and behind him, and quickly sat down.
Zhao Kongcheng stepped on the gas and set off towards the location where the Ghost-Faced King had been found.
Wang Teng gripped the back of the car with both hands, leaned forward, and whispered in Lin Qiye's ear: "Kid, hurry up and hold on tight to your Uncle Zhao, or he might throw you off."
Lin Qiye was about to speak when he was completely drowned out by the sound of the Ducati's accelerator.
Squad 136 stood at the sewer outlet, looking at the sewer with serious expressions.
Si Xiaonan put down her phone and said, "Captain, fifteen minutes ago, our search and rescue team found traces of Ghost King's blood at this sewer entrance, but we didn't see Ghost King's true form. Judging from its movements, its destination can only be that old residential area or the city center."
Upon hearing the name "old residential area," Lin Qiye panicked. His aunt, cousin, and Little Black Lai were all there.
"Everyone, I have an emergency at home, I have to go now!"
Wang Teng quickly grabbed Lin Qiye and said to Chen Muye, "Captain, Lin Qiye's family lives in that old residential area. I should be able to handle Ghost Face King, so let's head to the old residential area first."
Chen Muyi nodded, then said to Zhao Kongcheng, "Old Zhao, you have plenty of experience. Go with them to the old residential area and evacuate the residents there as quickly as possible. Wu Xiangnan, Leng Xuan, and I will go to the city center. We must make sure that Ghost Face King is not exposed to the public eye."
Zhao Kongcheng nodded, straddled the Ducati, and started the engine: "You two kids, get on!"
Wang Teng and Lin Qiye stopped bickering and sat down on the back of the motorcycle.
Upon reaching the vicinity of the old residential area, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn't hear any screams, so it seems the terrible thing I was afraid of hasn't happened yet.
Zhao Kongcheng took out a sign from the front of the motorcycle, cut his thumb, and used his blood-stained thumb to draw a long horizontal line on the four large characters "No Entry Ahead" on the sign. Then his eyes narrowed, and an inexplicable aura burst forth from Zhao Kongcheng.
"Forbidden Ruins, [Boundless Void]!"
As Zhao Kongcheng spoke, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and started smoking: "Damn, I feel completely drained!"
Meanwhile, on the other side,
Inside that low-rise residential building, Yang Jin stared intently out the window, lost in thought.
"Jin'er, go get me another bag of laundry detergent. This bag is empty!"
"Ok!"
Yang Jin turned his gaze away from the window and ran to the warehouse to pick up the laundry detergent.
……
The cigarette had burned down to the butt when Zhao Kongcheng threw it on the ground and stomped it out.
"Lin Qiye, Wang Teng, if we encounter the masked men later, I'll hold them off in front. You two don't need to worry about me, just run. Let me tell you, this masked king is different from the masked men. Although you were able to kill two masked men back then, if you face the masked king, it's definitely a death sentence."
Lin Qiye stared intently at Zhao Kongcheng: "But is it worth it? How can an ordinary person like you withstand the Ghost-Faced King?"
Zhao Kongcheng tossed something to Lin Qiye, who quickly caught it—an iron emblem.
Lin Qiye recited each word carefully: "When the dark night finally arrives, I will stand before millions of people, brandishing my sword against the abyss, staining the sky with blood."
Seeing the words on the emblem, Lin Qiye looked at Zhao Kongcheng with some confusion: "Old Zhao, you're just an ordinary person. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up; it doesn't necessarily have to be you..."
Zhao Kongcheng didn't immediately answer Lin Qiye's question. Instead, he picked up another cigarette and put it in his mouth: "To be honest, civilian casualties caused by 'mystery' happen every moment these days. The value of a night watchman is definitely far greater than that of an ordinary person. However, every time I turn my head and see the lights of thousands of homes behind me, I feel that I have more strength to carry these signs. I am protecting our country, and our country is protecting me and my family in the same way."