Ren Xiaosu looked at the steam locomotive that was getting further and further away. "He's running away just like that?"
Seeing Wang Congyang escape, Ren Xiaosu suddenly lost interest in chasing after him. First of all, if he wanted to catch up to him, he would have to use the steam locomotive to maintain the same speed as Wang Congyang. He would have to exhaust Wang Congyang until he was completely exhausted.
Secondly, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that leaving Wang Congyang as a scapegoat was also an option. Of course, he could not let anyone else know what he was thinking.
Yang Xiaojin glanced at Ren Xiaosu before conjuring her black sniper rifle. "Should we chase after him?"
"There's no need." Ren Xiaosu quickly stopped Yang Xiaojin and said, "Look, my questioning just now has already made him feel so ashamed that he wants to be a good person. Let's not fight and kill all the time. We have to win him over with virtue."
Yang Xiaojin was puzzled. "You? Win him over with virtue? "
To be honest, no matter how much Yang Xiaojin tried to beautify Ren Xiaosu in her mind, it was very difficult for her to associate him with the words "win him over with virtue."
However, after thinking for a while, Yang Xiaojin took out a dagger from her boot and carved a small "Virtue" character on the stock of the black sniper rifle.
Then she decisively fired a shot at the steam locomotive in the distance. Yang Xiaojin stood straight and steady, as though she was not affected by the recoil at all.
A second later, the bullet hit the train, and Wang Congyang nearly vomited a mouthful of blood in the cabin. After all, the steam locomotive would reflect back to the host when it was attacked.
However, he did not have the time to vomit blood. Escaping this godforsaken place was the most important thing at hand.
Yang Xiaojin put down her black sniper rifle and said to Ren Xiaosu, "Is this how you win people over with virtue?"
Ren Xiaosu was shocked. What kind of understanding did this lady have? The so-called "win people over with virtue" was to carve the word "Virtue" on the stock of the gun before hitting someone.
Was this what it meant to win people over with virtue?
More importantly, she could really carve it on the stock. This was a fucking black sniper rifle!
Ren Xiaosu picked up Yang Xiaojin's black sniper rifle and saw that the delicate "de" character had really been engraved on it. It was as though the black sniper rifle itself had the "de" character on it.
Ren Xiaosu was silent for a moment. "If you say it's win people over with virtue, then that's what it is …."
He looked up into the sky and sighed. The lady beside him was much more hardcore than him most of the time.
But this was the reason he liked her so much, wasn't it?
…
Stronghold 61 was now in good order. No one closed their doors at night, and no one picked up their belongings on the streets.
Not only in the stronghold, but even the town, the town, was also under in.
So when Ren Xiaosu finally returned to Stronghold 61, he felt very uncomfortable everywhere. This was no longer the town he was familiar with.
In front of him, there were still dilapidated shacks and muddy roads. However, there were brand-new surveillance cameras installed overhead.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly found it a little ironic. Actually, the Wang Clan did not lack money at all. Furthermore, they were located in one of the wealthiest areas in the Central Plains. However, they would rather install surveillance cameras in the town than build more brick houses for the refugees so that they could have a home to live in.
It was a little out of place for a technologically advanced surveillance camera to appear in the slums.
Ren Xiaosu led Yang Xiaojin into town. He said to Yang Xiaojin, "I lived here when I first came to the Central Plains. At that time, I wanted to look for y 'all, but I didn't know where to start. I didn't dare to expose my identity either, so I came into contact with the Anjing House through the storyteller. I was thinking of using them to look for people after joining the Anjing House, but I gradually realized the Anjing House wasn't as upright as they were rumored to be, so I gave up."
"Mhm." Yang Xiaojin nodded. "The Anjing House has been an abandoned pawn ever since it was established. It's just a facade for the Saboteurs. My aunt never seemed to have any intention of managing it seriously. But even so, the Anjing House has become the largest hitman organization in the Central Plains."
Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin were very impressed by Yang Anjing's abilities. It was just that they did not approve of the actions of the Anjing House and the leader of the Saboteurs.
Ren Xiaosu continued, "The tavern is up ahead. When I have nothing to do, I'll go there and order a bowl of lamb stew, read some books, and listen to my own stories …."
Yang Xiaojin curled her lips. "Listening to your own stories is the main point, isn't it?"
"Hahahaha, no, no," Ren Xiaosu said with a laugh.
At this moment, when Ren Xiaosu looked up, he realized a surveillance camera overhead seemed to be following him and changing its angle of view. It felt like something was monitoring him from behind and had developed a strong interest in him.
But when Ren Xiaosu looked up, the surveillance camera stopped moving. Ren Xiaosu tried to walk out of the surveillance camera's range, but the other party did not follow him anymore.
"I wonder what this artificial intelligence is." Ren Xiaosu sighed and said, "It looks like the Wang Clan is very confident in the things they created. But I have a feeling that the stronghold residents won't be very happy if they're being monitored every day. Or rather … they won't dare to be happy."
Ren Xiaosu had already led Yang Xiaojin into the tavern. The storyteller said, "Everyone, you might not know this, but White Mask is only the power of a supernatural being despite his illustrious reputation. When news of this got out, the entire martial arts community was shaken!"
Yang Xiaojin was stunned. Could this tavern be Ren Xiaosu's show? Why did she hear something related to Ren Xiaosu the moment she entered?
She turned around and was surprised to see Ren Xiaosu was already listening to the story with relish!
But something unexpected happened. Yang Xiaojin suddenly saw a young girl staring at her. After looking at her, she looked at Ren Xiaosu and almost burst into tears.
Yang Xiaojin could not help but wonder what Ren Xiaosu had been up to during the period when she and Ren Xiaosu had parted ways. Why did Zhou Yingxue leave, and now a young girl come?
Ren Xiaosu did not notice Xiaolu's expression. He said to the waiter in the tavern, "Two mutton steamed buns, plus 20 yuan of meat!"
Since he was treating Yang Xiaojin to steamed buns, he had to be generous.
When the storyteller saw that Ren Xiaosu had returned, he quickly wrapped up the story and moved on to the next segment.
He touched Xiaolu's face next to him and whispered, "Why did you almost cry? Didn't he bring a girl here the last time?"
Although the storyteller did not want Xiaolu to come into contact with Ren Xiaosu, his heart ached when he sensed that his granddaughter was sad.
Xiaolu said softly, feeling aggrieved, "It's different this time. He doesn't like that woman."
"What about this time?" The storyteller was amused.
"The way he looks at that girl this time is different. He really likes her." Xiaolu went into the kitchen after saying that. She did not even greet Ren Xiaosu.
The storyteller cursed in his heart and walked slowly toward Ren Xiaosu. "It's a good thing you're back now. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to see us."
Ren Xiaosu's expression changed drastically. "Don't spout nonsense. I think you're still quite strong."
The storyteller spat. "I'm not saying that I'm going to die. It's just that living under the watchful eyes of this annoying artificial intelligence created by the Wang Clan is too depressing."
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