After leaving Ginwale Bar, Lou Cheng didn't head straight to San Jose Street. He had been on the move for Lin Que's matter and hadn't eaten or drunk anything. His mouth was dry and his stomach was growling. Although he hadn't lost his ability to fight, he wasn't in peak condition either. His next target was a little strange. He couldn't be sure what kind of danger was lurking. He had to be fully prepared!
Looking at the darkening sky, he condensed a piece of ice crystal and stuffed it into his mouth. He melted it with his tongue. It was cold, refreshing, and nourishing at the same time.
"According to the map given by the military, there should be a small food market nearby. It's open from six to eight …" Lou Cheng muttered to himself. He scanned his surroundings slowly but didn't find any restaurants. There were less than five shops on the entire street that were still open.
He didn't turn back to look for Veigar. Following his memory and occasionally looking at the map, he circled around to a ruin that seemed to have been bombed by a plane.
The faint light of dusk shone in, blurring the shadows of the people hiding in the shadows.
The stall owners came one after another from all directions and took up their assigned positions. They were fully armed and loaded with guns, for fear of encountering customers who would take risks out of desperation.
Lou Cheng looked as far as he could. He saw hardtack, small bags of flour, and cans with Chinese labels on them.
"Can you give me two cans of beef?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with messy hair walked past Lou Cheng and stopped in front of a stall owner with a full beard. She stared at the tin box like a hungry wolf that had finally found its prey and couldn't bear to look away. With Lou Cheng's hearing, it wasn't hard to hear the sound of her swallowing.
The stall owner glanced at her and chuckled in broken English.
"As long as you have Chinese or American notes, gold, and guns."
"I don't …" The girl's voice trailed off. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she said, "I … I can sleep with you. Just two cans of beef …"
The stall owner sized her up and finally said, "Okay, but you have to wait until the end."
"Can … can you give me one first?" asked the girl anxiously.
"Come over here." The stall owner pointed to the seat beside him. "You have to stay with me for two days!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" The young girl walked over and took an open can with her eyes shining. She didn't care about the knife and fork. Kneeling down, she reached out and grabbed a piece of oily beef, stuffed it into her mouth, and wolfed it down. The stall owner patted her chest and buttocks as if he was measuring the goods and nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing this scene, Lou Cheng couldn't help but think of his cousins, Qi Yunfei, Chen Xiaoxiao, and Ma Xi. They were about the same age as the girl in front of him...... they were busy with their studies..........................
For a moment, Lou Cheng's emotions fluctuated as if there was something stuck in his throat.
.................
........ and.................. and.....
The stall owner was stunned for a few seconds. Then, he quietly brought out a thick, big, and black calculator and pressed it for a long time before he got the answer.
..........................................
He took out his wallet and emptied it with cash. He also took some of the gold from the military to pay the bill.
Taking the food wrapped in the old newspaper, he tore open a can of beef that wasn't self-heating. Just as he was about to enjoy it, the stall owner kindly reminded him,
"This can tastes better if it's frozen. The jelly formed by the gravy, gulp … The Ginwale Bar on Tutans Street has a refrigerator and its own generator. You can borrow it if you pay a little …"
As he spoke, the stall owner couldn't help but lick his lips.
Lou Cheng nodded slowly. Holding the old newspaper with the rest of the food in one hand, he quickly froze the can with the other hand.
With a shake of his wrist, a piece of beef and the jelly formed by the gravy flew into the air and into his mouth.
Not bad … Lou Cheng turned around and left while chewing.
The stall owner was dumbfounded. Starting from the cold can.
He wasn't a commoner who didn't know how to get food. He knew what this meant!
This, this was the strongest of the strongest!
Who would dare to take money from such people in the market? They wouldn't have the self-awareness to pay!
This was the rule of Tignes, the universal rule!
After a long time, he looked at Lou Cheng's back and then at his stall. He felt lucky.
Lou Cheng found a random wall at the edge of the ruins and sat down. Without wasting any time, he started eating.
When there were only two cans left, five packs of compressed biscuits, and three bottles of drinking water left, he wrapped them up again and walked out of the market. Along the way, he saw many children staring at the passersby with pleading eyes, hoping to get some food.
Lou Cheng sighed to himself and gave the rest of the food to different children. He didn't pay attention to their shocked expressions, nor did he care about the resulting disputes.
This was the war-torn zone.
…
172 San Jose Street.
The entrance was riddled with old bullet holes, and the nearby glass windows were mostly damaged. With both hands in his pockets, Lou Cheng walked up the mottled stairs step by step. His posture was calm and his expression was relaxed, as if he was an invited guest.
Since he had formed the Ice Heart, his mind could sense the situation within a dozen meters around him. For Physical Invulnerability experts, after connecting heaven and earth, their mind would definitely mutate and cover a wider area. Similar abilities were a common trait. However, for those who had cultivated the Enemy Heart Freezing Move, the effects would be clearer and the range would be wider.
When he passed by the fifth floor, Lou Cheng didn't stop and continued to climb. Just as he brushed past the fifth floor, his Heart Lake reflected the scenes of the walls and the rooms.
A tattered sofa, a table with all kinds of empty cans, some of which had not been thrown away for a long time and were even growing hair …
No one here … Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully. He made a turn on the sixth floor and returned to the ground floor. He stood in the shadows and watched the entrance.
It was already late at night. The street was dark without street lights. Only the apartments on both sides were illuminated by candlelight.
In China, such a street would have at least two barbeque stores, one braised food, one fried rice, and a 24-hour supermarket … The roadside would be filled with tables, aromas, and alcohol bottles … Heh, such a scene can't be found now. After all, for the sake of environmental protection, for the sake of green and peace in this world, there's at most a 24-hour supermarket … Lou Cheng leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets. He thought about the deserted and dilapidated surroundings.
It was the same sky, but a different life.
After an unknown period of time, his eyes suddenly focused on the mysterious expert in the video. He was wearing a black trench coat. His face was expressionless, and his green eyes were like those of a wild beast.
After watching him enter 172, Lou Cheng wasn't in a hurry to follow. He waited for a while before stretching his muscles and decided to follow.
At this moment, the mysterious expert with blonde hair and blue eyes came down again and walked to the other end of the street.
Lou Cheng's Heart of Ice was clear. He spread his spirit and followed him from dozens of meters away with his hands in his pockets. He also used the secret method of cultivation.
He turned left, walked straight, and turned right. The mysterious expert with blonde hair and blue eyes didn't seem to notice anything unusual.
Ten minutes later, he came to a ruin in the suburbs. He could vaguely make out the shape of a factory. The buildings had collapsed, and the steel was scattered.
Suddenly, the mysterious expert with blonde hair and blue eyes turned around like a whirlwind. His cold eyes were fixed on Lou Cheng.
He can even detect this? Sure enough, it's a little weird … Lou Cheng thought calmly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Two people jumped down from the second floor of the factory ruins. One was short, dark-skinned, with black hair and black eyes. The other had light yellow eyebrows and a single light blue eye.
They either melted into the night or were muscular. They looked different, but they had the same temperament as the mysterious expert with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Rigid, inflexible, not agile enough, strange and frightening!
Seeing his companion blocking Lou Cheng's way, the expert with blonde hair and blue eyes said in a flat tone,
"Detestable and troublesome stalker."
After that, he looked at his two companions and continued in a monotonous voice.
"The Tignes Security Police's reaction time is 30 minutes, the City Defense Force's is 15 minutes, and the experts nearby are 5 minutes."
"Number Four, Number Six, end the battle in 5 minutes."
Number Four, Number Six? Lou Cheng frowned slightly. He took out his right hand from his trouser pocket, the remaining coin in between his fingers.
Clang!
He flicked the coin into the air.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
