Half an hour later.
Sheyan helplessly stared at the necklace under the baking lamp as he sighed.
It had been a full 35 minutes, yet the necklace didn't have the slightest reaction. There wasn't the slightest sign of anything happening.
Swoosh! Brother Black suddenly broke the glass window, winking at Sheyan as he said.
"How much longer?"
Sheyan spread out his hands and replied.
"Only God knows."
Brother Black panted heavily as he replied.
"Boss, the firepower of these guys is practically like a reinforced regiment! Most crucially, I'm almost out of bullets. "
Sheyan hesitated a little before replying.
"Then let's wait for another 5 minutes."
Brother Black nodded. Instead, he immediately shrunk his neck and evaded a stray bullet.
"What the hell, the police aren't here yet."
Sheyan laughed.
"How would these drug dealers allow the police to intervene in this matter? Furthermore, they might be able to handle matters that the police can't handle. But if they can't handle matters, the police definitely can't handle it. "
At this moment, the dark gold necklace on the baking machine emitted a black smoke that spiralled into the air. When Sheyan saw this, he thought that the necklace had been ignited. After picking up the dark gold necklace, he received a notification from his nightmare imprint:
"Your Smith matrix microchip has undergone some changes. Please return to the nightmare realm to investigate this issue."
"Success!" Sheyan exclaimed excitedly.
At this moment, Brother Black once again rushed in, his face filled with unwillingness and grievance.
"Boss, I'm out of bullets."
"Let's go." Sheyan very bluntly replied.
He pushed open the door to the side and strode out. Just then, a gang member rushed over, raised a "Chicago typewriter" and swept it over him.
Sheyan used his hand to block his head, but his abdomen was instantly pierced with a row of bullet holes. The bullets could only pierce through his skin and not his flesh, as they fell to the ground. Sheyan nonchalantly picked up a nearby chair and tossed it over, causing the gunman to scream miserably as he fell to the ground.
Looking at that guy's resentful eyes, the words' Shameless bulletproof vest 'were clearly written on it.
Then, the two of them barged their way down. As they didn't want to cause trouble, they didn't take the elevator. Instead, they rushed down the fire escape. The people behind them chased them for a long time before realizing their intentions. They hurriedly cursed and told the rest to take the elevator down to chase after them.
If it was an ordinary person, they would have panted and ran down to the 11th floor. The group of gangsters who took the elevator were already waiting at the stairs.
Nevertheless, for the two freaks, Brother Black and Sheyan, after dashing out of the lobby entrance, they witnessed several gang members rushing out of the elevator while panting heavily. They were yelling for their comrades to capture them.
How could the three guards be a match for Sheyan and Sheyan? One of them had just pulled out his gun in a panic, when Sheyan smashed the windshield with a punch. Then, he slammed into the car door and fainted. Brother Black swiftly snatched the gun from the guy's hand. Bang! Bang! Two shots were fired, forcing the group of guys who were rushing over to seek cover.
As for Sheyan, he directly leapt into the nearest car. Dragging the driver down, he immediately slammed down on the accelerator.
Suddenly, the car's tires emitted an ear-piercing sound of friction as white smoke billowed out. Amidst the sound, the car retreated at high speed. The whole car jumped more than a meter high along the slope of the flower terrace next to it, scraping a long string of sparks. Then, with a dexterous turn, it was thrown onto the road.
Of course, Sheyan and Brother Black weren't afraid of getting into trouble. If they wanted to, so what if they killed everyone?
It was just that they didn't want to cause too much of a ruckus in the present world. Even Brother Black had lost most of his combat strength due to injuries. The death toll was controlled to a certain extent. Killing people here didn't yield utility points or milestones. If the death toll was low, the government would at most turn a blind eye to the internal conflict between gangs. However, if a massacre occurred in this downtown area, it would definitely attract the attention of the government.
Sheyan skillfully maneuvered the car as it sped along the streets. Feeling the gale pouring in through the car window, he felt an unprecedented comfort. Instead, Brother Black disassembled the gun in his hands like playing with a toy. Kacha Kacha! Kacha Kacha! Then, he reassembled it within a short few seconds. This was Brother Black's only form of entertainment when he was young. Now, it had become a habit. If he didn't do this every day, he would feel a sense of loss and discomfort.
Very quickly, Sheyan's car turned onto a suburban road. This place was probably out of the scope of Silicon Valley. Both sides of the road were boundless wastelands, giving off a feeling of vast land but sparsely populated. The scenery on both sides rapidly receded outside the car window. Brother Black curiously inquired.
"Boss, where are we heading to?"
Sheyan shrugged his shoulders and replied.
"I don't know. I just feel that it's not easy to bump into the police on this road."
At this moment, two snow-white car headlights suddenly shone from behind. Sheyan turned around to take a look. Roughly a kilometre behind, several cars were speeding towards them at high speed. One look and one could tell that they were approaching in a menacing manner.
Sheyan frowned and said to Brother Black.
"These guys are really lingering like ghosts."
While speaking, he swiftly maneuvered the car. However, due to the previous collision, some of the internal machinery of the car had been damaged. Although the car could still barely drive, the cars gradually caught up to them.
Brother Black responded with a backhand shot. Instantly, the approaching car suddenly staggered, before letting out an ear-piercing screech as it slid towards the side of the road at high speed. It was none other than Brother Black who had punctured the car's tires.
The people behind were also frantically firing. However, their capabilities were simply worlds apart from Mogensha's. Although the rear windshield was shattered, it posed no threat to Sheyan's party.
Instead, another car that was overtaken by Sheyan was caught in the crossfire. After the rear windshield was shattered, the driver was probably either shot, or frightened out of his wits. Either way, he had completely lost control of the car. As a result, the car had blocked the path of the pursuers. Without hesitation, those guys frantically fired. In the end, the car that had lost control continued driving for less than 10 seconds. Billowing black smoke billowed out as it smashed into a nearby rock, before exploding into flaming fragments that filled the sky!
Seizing this opportunity, Sheyan widened the distance between them and the cars behind. However, due to the car's malfunction, the pursuers gradually caught up. Brother Black observed a gunman standing up from the panoramic sunroof, preparing to open fire. Then, Brother Black aimed and pulled the trigger.
A bullet shot out from Mogensha's gun barrel, accurately piercing into the gunman's muzzle. This bullet deflected back the bullet that had already been fired a few centimetres away from the gunman's trigger. Following that, a violent explosion ensued!
Chamber explosion!
Following that, Brother Black detonated the tires of the pursuing cars one by one. In total, at least 10 cars chased after them, but ultimately, all of them failed. The reason for this was only discovered after alighting from the car to relieve themselves. After opening the car trunk, Brother Black was astonished to discover a silver metallic lockbox. Upon opening it, it was filled with a white powdery substance …..
Sheyan and Brother Black glanced at each other and smiled bitterly. As it turns out, they had unintentionally plundered their opponent's goods. No wonder the pursuers were so relentless. They weren't interested in this plaything, and continued leaving the box in the car. Then, when they saw a city ahead, they abandoned the car by the roadside, and bought a new car in the city.
After settling down, Sheyan gave Reef a call. Not sure if Reef was working out or exchanging body fluids with the opposite sex, the other side of the phone was panting heavily.
"Hey, boss."
Sheyan bluntly asked Reef.
"How many elder brothers and sisters do you have? Or younger siblings?"
Reef replied in astonishment.
"I'm the only child of my parents."
Sheyan curiously asked.
"Eh, how did that happen? Since when did the UK implement family planning.... Alright, I know you don't understand. Then, do you have any cousins? "
"Nope." Reef was even more confused.
Sheyan smiled bitterly.
"Alright, are you sure? Okay, last question. If you were to be deprived of your inheritance, who would benefit the most? "
This time, Reef straightforwardly answered.
"My uncle.... Pierre."
"You have to be careful of him," Sheyan said bluntly.
Sheyan said bluntly, "Because he's started to have his eyes on us. If I'm not wrong, he must have noticed that you've strangely been in close contact with us for the past year. So, he's planning to use us as a breakthrough point to get rid of you."
".... That can't be right?" Reef was stunned.
Sheyan smiled and continued.
"So, who knows that you helped Mogensha and me disguise ourselves and booked the plane tickets to Silicon Valley?"
Reef bluntly answered.
"I entrusted my butler, Mr. Motes, to do it."
Sheyan continued.
"Mogensha and I were framed and ambushed the moment we got off the plane. The other party was obviously targeting us...."
Sheyan didn't say much after that. Reef may be pious, but he wasn't a fool. As long as his vigilance was aroused, then he would be able to settle the rest. Some things would only be lethal if they were hidden in the dark. Once they were exposed under the sun, then they wouldn't be worth mentioning!
After a brief silence, Reef no longer mentioned this matter. He inquired about the current situation of Sheyan and Mogensha, and promised to help them arrange plane tickets back to their hometown.
*****
24 hours later.
Sheyan had already returned to Xiwu pier.
He first went to check on Uncle Dasi. Uncle Dasi was currently wearing a pair of gloves, and was enthusiastically directing the workers to unload cargo from Fuyuan.
After ascertaining that Uncle Dasi was fine, Sheyan then asked about Sanzi. Uncle Dasi shook his head and sighed, explaining that Sanzi had been very depressed these days, and spent his days in the internet cafe. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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