Nothing else happened that night.
When Lu Yuan opened his eyes again, it was already morning.
He got out of bed, stretched, washed up in the bathroom, then left the room.
He planned to find a shop to sell the Gray Stone Armor he had obtained yesterday and get some money.
When he went out, Li Qinghe still had not returned. Lu Yuan figured she was probably working overtime.
There had been a few times before when he had not run into Li Qinghe in the morning.
Lu Yuan did not pay it much mind.
In the morning, pedestrians hurried through the slums. Quite a few raggedly dressed people were already picking through the garbage by the roadside.
Lu Yuan came to a breakfast stall and smiled at the thin, dark-skinned owner.
"Boss, two meat buns and a packet of sweet soy milk."
"Sure, just wait a moment."
The owner wore a somewhat humble smile as he bent over while speaking.
Lu Yuan smiled. "No rush."
While Lu Yuan was waiting, two little punks with gaudy dyed hair and leather armor walked over.
"Boss, five fried dough sticks! Hurry up!"
"Okay, okay!"
The owner nodded and bowed, moving quickly.
Lu Yuan glanced at the two punks.
In the past, whenever Lu Yuan encountered this sort of thug, he would avoid them if he could.
After all, Li Qinghe had said that thugs like these usually had gangs behind them.
No one knew what those gangs did behind the scenes.
They might deal drugs or traffic organs. Quite a few homeless people who disappeared in the slums had fallen victim to those gangs.
Lu Yuan could not afford to offend them, so naturally, he had to avoid them.
Now, though, Lu Yuan did not care much.
He was a Gene Warrior, after all, and he had even engraved an Elite Gene. It was not like he had to detour around every little punk.
At that moment, one of the punks, whose hair was mainly red, suddenly spoke.
"Yesterday's thing was fucking bizarre!"
The other punk, with green hair, spoke up.
"Yeah. I heard Xiao Man say he saw Old Dao get possessed by an evil ghost, then suddenly die on the spot."
Hearing their conversation, Lu Yuan paused, surprise flashing through his eyes.
An evil ghost?
Sudden death?
Lu Yuan immediately thought of the shadow from last night.
Had someone else encountered that ghostly thing too?
He listened quietly.
"Fuck, Old Dao sold his daughter a few days ago. Could he have gotten retribution?"
"What retribution could there be for something that minor?"
"True. Did he really provoke something creepy?"
"No idea. The boss and the others are investigating it personally. It should be fine. The boss and the others are powerful Gene Warriors."
"I hope the boss figures it out soon. It's creepy as hell..."
As they spoke, the owner had already packed the buns and soy milk and handed them to Lu Yuan.
"Sir, your buns and soy milk."
Lu Yuan smiled and took them. "Thanks, boss. How much?"
"Hold it!"
The green-haired punk suddenly shouted. Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Lu Yuan and the owner.
"Boss, can't you see us brothers are still waiting? How dare you serve someone else first? Are you blind?! Looks like you don't take the Black Rat Gang seriously!"
"Ah... this..."
Cold sweat poured down the owner's forehead. He stammered, and a fawning smile appeared on his face.
"You two gentlemen..."
Bang!
"Who are you calling gentlemen? Call us big brothers!"
The red-haired punk slapped the stall. It shook, and quite a few of the condiments laid out on top were knocked over, spilling across the counter.
The owner's mouth twitched, but he kept the fawning smile on his face. "T-two big brothers... It was my mistake. Your breakfast is free. I'll make it for you right now!"
Only then did the two punks snort and nod in satisfaction.
"At least you know what's good for you."
Then, the green-haired punk turned to Lu Yuan with a faint smile on his face.
"You look pretty young, kid. Your balls grown in yet? You're quite a looker. Which club are you from? I'll come patronize you next time."
As he spoke, he reached out and patted Lu Yuan's face.
Expressionless, Lu Yuan casually grabbed the green-haired punk's hand.
The punk froze, and a vicious look appeared on his face.
"You've got guts!"
He tried to yank his hand free, only to discover that no matter how hard he struggled, Lu Yuan's hand was like an iron clamp, gripping him tightly.
The green-haired punk kept exerting force until his face turned red.
Seeing the green-haired punk like that, the red-haired punk could not stand it anymore.
"Greenie, what the hell are you doing? What are you playing at?"
"I... Kid, let go now, or I'll fucking kill you!"
The green-haired punk could not put his misery into words. He glared fiercely at Lu Yuan and roared.
"Hm?"
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow and smiled.
His right hand tightened slightly, slowly closing around the other's hand.
Crack, crack, crack...
A chilling series of breaking bones sounded out.
"Aaaahhh!!"
The anger on the green-haired punk's face instantly vanished, replaced by a shrill scream.
The intense pain made his whole body tremble. His face went pale, and sweat poured down like rain.
His body went limp as he dropped to his knees.
The green-haired punk's screams drew the attention of everyone on the street. One after another, they turned to look.
Seeing the green-haired punk's condition, everyone's eyes widened in terror.
The adults quickly scooped up their children and hurried away.
The others also watched from that direction. Some were curious, while others were afraid.
The breakfast stall owner stood frozen in place, staring blankly at the green-haired punk kneeling on the ground.
His mind had gone completely blank.
Lu Yuan released the punk's hand. The punk's arm was twisted, its bones already broken.
Lu Yuan's expression did not change in the slightest.
Based on the memories of this body's previous owner, Lu Yuan had no goodwill toward gang members like these, so naturally, he did not hold back.
The green-haired punk's screams gave the red-haired punk a fright.
His eyes widened. When he saw the green-haired punk's twisted arm, his eyes turned red.
"You fucking bastard, are you trying to die?!"
He immediately pulled out a folding knife and stabbed it toward Lu Yuan's stomach.
Killing people seemed as routine to him as eating and drinking. There was not the slightest hesitation in his stabbing motion.
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow, grabbed the red-haired punk's knife-wielding hand, and squeezed hard.
Crack, crack, crack, crack...
An even denser series of bone fractures rang out.
Lu Yuan put a little more force into it, nearly crushing all the bones in the red-haired punk's hand.
The red-haired punk let out an even more miserable scream than the green-haired punk had.
The folding knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he dropped to his knees just like his companion.
The agony cooled his earlier rage.
Terror appeared on his face as he looked up at Lu Yuan.
"L-little brother, don't..."
Before he could finish, Lu Yuan slapped him across the face and sent him sprawling to the ground.
He glared fiercely at the red-haired punk.
"Who are you calling little brother? Call me Dad!... Forget it, I'm afraid you'd kill me with filial piety. Call me big brother!"
The red-haired punk lay sprawled on the ground, dazed for several seconds, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He was stunned for a moment, then cried out miserably.
"Big brother! Big brother, please stop hitting me! I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Only then did Lu Yuan nod in satisfaction and turn to the green-haired punk, who was still trembling slightly.
The green-haired punk clutched his twisted arm and had already started crying.
When he saw Lu Yuan looking over, he cried out.
"Dad!... No, that's not it, big brother! Big brother! I was wrong!"
Lu Yuan nodded in satisfaction.
"Not bad, not bad. Pretty obedient. Why are you still kneeling? You're making it look like I'm bullying you. Get up."
The two struggled to their feet, their bodies still trembling slightly from the pain.
Lu Yuan glanced at them, then turned to the breakfast stall owner, who was still standing there stupidly, and smiled.
"Boss, you still haven't told me how much my breakfast costs."
The owner jolted, looking as though he was about to cry.
He shook his head like an electric fan.
"No, no, no... Sir, no, boss, how could I take your money?"
"You have to take it. How much? Don't worry, I'm a good person."
Seeing how frightened the owner was, Lu Yuan's mouth twitched, and he could not help explaining.
He had only disliked those two punks. It was not like he was some kind of demon.
Why was this owner so afraid of him?
The owner still refused to take his money.
After saying a few things and realizing there was no use, Lu Yuan scanned the code and paid ten dollars.
"Alright, I paid. Don't refuse it. Or I'll hit you."
The owner looked at Lu Yuan, opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head without daring to speak.
Lu Yuan turned to the two punks beside him.
"You knocked over the man's stall. Aren't you going to compensate him?"
The two punks were pale now. Their mouths twitched as they nodded repeatedly.
"We'll pay! We'll pay!"
Under the owner's disbelieving gaze, they scanned the code and paid him compensation.
Only then did Lu Yuan smile. "Come on, follow me."
Looking at Lu Yuan's departing back, the two punks nearly cried.
They looked at each other, then reluctantly followed after him.
The owner who remained behind watched Lu Yuan leave, a trace of emotion flashing through his eyes.
He wiped at the corner of his eyes, then swiftly cleaned up the spilled condiments on his stall and went back to work.
Without work, he would not have money to rent a place. Without money for rent, he would have to become homeless.
In the slums, homeless people could disappear at any time, and no one would care.
Everyone, updates are generally one chapter at noon and one chapter at 6 PM, basically fixed unless something special comes up. If that happens, the author will let you know in advance~~
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