Saving Fu Luo 2.0

In the remote Jiang City, in an abandoned factory that no detection instrument could find, lies Fu Luo's location.

Fu Luo was bound hand and foot to an abandoned machine tool in the factory with wire, unable to move.

Looking into the cold eyes of Chen Zhitie, the "Heavenly Artisan" who had removed his mask and hat, he understood that the man in front of him had a deep grudge against him and would not let him go just because he admitted defeat or begged for mercy.

Therefore, Fu Luo once again entered that "grit your nerve" mode.

"Damn it, you bastard, just kill me if you want, don't waste your time here!"

Fu Luo cursed aloud, staring intently at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The other party simply replied coldly, "I told Sister 'A'yu' I wouldn't kill you, and I wasn't just making excuses."

"The grudge between us certainly doesn't warrant my killing you—although I dislike you, one thing is one thing."

Upon hearing the other party's words, Fu Luo was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "What are you pretending for, Marauders '? Do you want to say that you only killed those who deserved to die?"

The other party didn't Fu Luo's question again, but changed the subject. "Don't worry, I just want to use you to lure out 'May May'."

Heavenly Artisan said coldly, Fu Luo sneered again, "Then you'll have to contact him first!"

"If you spread the word far and wide, it might not be my brother who comes!"

Fu Luo even threatened Heavenly Artisan.

Heavenly Artisan silently took out his cell phone from his pocket— Fu Luo's.

"I don't have his contact information, but you do."

As he spoke, Heavenly Artisan picked up the brand-new, latest model Fruit Phone and placed it in front of Fu Luo. The phone unlocked automatically using facial recognition.

Before Fu Luo could react, he saw Heavenly Artisan already fiddling with his phone and couldn't help but curse, "Damn Apple, damn Americans, I shouldn't have changed my phone!"

"Heavenly Artisan, even if you sent the message, my brother is smart, he's not an idiot like you—if you dare to invite him over, you'd better give him the address first, then he'll definitely bring some people and cripple you!"

Heavenly Artisan coldly replied, "No, he won't, because he's loyal enough."

As he spoke, Heavenly Artisan walked up to Fu Luo and took a picture of Fu Luo, who was bound hand and foot.

Then...

Heavenly Artisan held the phone to his mouth and began sending a voice message.

"Listen carefully, May May... your brother has fallen into my hands."

"If you don't show up alone at the address I gave you within fifteen minutes, I'll kill him."

"Note that all my conditions must be met—fifteen minutes, alone."

"If you dare report this to anyone or any organization, especially if you dare report it to 'Order,' I will kill him."

"I know you know a lot of big shots, but... you can take a gamble and see if I can kill Fu Luo the moment I notice something amiss, before you can subdue me."

After saying that, he sent his location and sat down behind Fu Luo.

"Give me back my phone right now! You're done using it, aren't you going to give it back to me?"

Fu Luo said irritably.

Heavenly Artisan sneered, "I won't give it to you."

As he spoke, he shook Fu Luo's phone and stuffed it into the inside pocket of his coat.

"Damn it!"

Fu Luo started cursing again, and after cursing for several minutes without any response, he suddenly changed his approach.

"Didn't you just say he'd be there in fifteen minutes? Well, I have to say you're a complete idiot," Fu Luo began to attack him more specifically. "Didn't you consider what if my brother couldn't make it? This place is ridiculously remote... What if my brother went out of town?"

"I'm pretty sure he's in Jiang City... and I'm pretty sure he can get there."

Heavenly Artisan finally responded, speaking coldly once again.

Fu Luo burst into laughter. "Then you're wrong, you idiot, you have no idea how rational and ruthless 'May May' is—he wouldn't be stupid enough to go to the meeting alone—even if I were to die, he wouldn't be that stupid."

Heavenly Artisan said coldly, "But you've overlooked one thing: his contempt for me."

He had no idea I had "Tier Advancement".

"Yeah, you're right," Fu Luo said. "So... hey Siri, send the message 'Tier 2' to 'May May'!"

Fu Luo suddenly shouted, speaking rapidly and clearly.

Heavenly Artisan's expression changed slightly as he tried to pull out his phone from his coat pocket, but he was too late.

"Message sent!"

A mechanical notification came from the phone.

Fu Luo burst into unrestrained laughter. "See, now he knows—idiot!"

He said sarcastically, then added, "Come on, kill me. He won't look down on you now, so he definitely won't do what you say."

"May May isn't some scumbag like you who think you're good people and have your consciences soothed by talking about 'loyalty' and seeking revenge. He's a real 'good person,' a member of 'Order'!"

"Being a truly good person is much harder than just making yourself feel at peace with yourself. You have to do the right thing, even cruel things, like... choosing to kill this menace to prevent you from harming more people, instead of sacrificing yourself to save me."

Fu Luo spat as he spoke, "So, you idiot, now, killing me and running away is your best option!"

"Bring it on!"

As he spoke, Heavenly Artisan stared intently at him. "You've got guts! Sherlock! You really have guts!"

"Those people outside who call you a coward should see what you look like right now!"

As he spoke, Heavenly Artisan sat down in front of Fu Luo.

"But... if you truly believe that, you should remain silent."

"Are you still worried that he might not be as cold-blooded and rational as he claims? What if... he really comes?"

Fu Luo fell silent.

Just then, a dull thud came from above their heads.

"Thump!"

It sounded like something heavy had fallen to the ground.

Then, Heavenly Artisan laughed, "Looks like I won my bet—he's here!"

"And, he came on his own!"

As he spoke, Heavenly Artisan stood up, then bent down and jumped.

"Bang! Bang!"

The abandoned factory was cluttered with rusty machinery, which, under Heavenly Artisan's feet, served as stepping stones, leading him quickly to the area beneath a hole in the roof.

Then, Heavenly Artisan jumped up.

"Thump!"

The roof shook again.

Fu Luo raised his head, his expression grave.

"You wouldn't really do something so stupid, would you...?"

Then, Heavenly Artisan laugh came from above.

"We meet again, May May!"

Then, May May's voice rang out. "Long time no see! I didn't expect you to have reached 'Tier 2' already!"

"Knowing I'm already at the 'Tier 2,' you still dare to come alone. It seems you really are here to die!"

"No, I'm here to rescue people. Where is Sherlock?"

"He's right here—if you defeat me, you can save him!"

"Fine—this time I won't let you go!"

"What nonsense! I'm the stronger one now!"

The conversation abruptly ended.

Instead, a loud crash came from the roof!

"Bang!!!"