That's Right, Definitely Not a Good Person (Seeking Votes, Collections, and Follow-ups!)

"Huh? Who threw that banana?"

Just as these vagrants began to envision a bright future, a banana suddenly came flying from who knows where, landing right in front of them.

One of the more gluttonous vagrants, quick-eyed and nimble-fingered, immediately crouched down to pick it up, a silly grin spreading across his face.

But just as he was about to peel it, a sudden burst of fire instantly consumed his entire field of vision.

Boom!

An ordinary-looking banana had exploded just like that!

The violent sound and rising smoke terrified many nearby, sending them scattering in panic, but one figure moved in the opposite direction.

"Why did you force me to do this?"

"If you only wanted simple revenge, probably not so many would have died. Why did you have to notice things you shouldn't have? Why did you have to go for total annihilation?"

Abel stood at the mouth of the alley, staring at the gruesome explosion scene inside, his expression utterly unchanged.

No one would have guessed that he'd actually circled back for a surprise attack.

Abel had originally planned to follow these men, find their hideout, and silently take out the long-haired vagrant who refused to let things go.

But unexpectedly, eavesdropping from the alley entrance on these bastards' conversation, his killing intent gradually flared!

If they actually succeeded, he and Luo would likely find it hard to escape this country alive.

So to protect himself, and also to avenge Luo, he had no other choice.

Of the eight vagrants, seven were blown to death on the spot. Only the long-haired vagrant was lucky enough to stand slightly farther out, with two 'meat shields' in front, barely saving his life.

But when he saw the face of the approaching man, terror immediately flashed in his eyes.

"No. Don't kill me, please!"

"I swear, I really won't say anything. Waaah."

A grown man, just to survive, actually started crying.

Abel was silent for a moment, then turned and walked away, as if he really intended to let him go?

But just as the long-haired vagrant's face lit up with joy, a banana dropped from above, landing squarely in his arms.

"No!"

Boom!!!

Since things had already blown up, what difference did it make whether it was one explosion or two?

Abel's cold figure quickly vanished into the distance.

By the time the security squad arrived, the scene was already a mess.

Various severed limbs and collapsed walls were mixed together, not even a single intact corpse could be pieced together.

Especially the stench of burnt flesh, so nauseating that many people, just approaching, felt like vomiting, their faces pale.

Although after some investigation, they confirmed the dead were all vagrants no one cared about.

Because the method was too heinous (involving bombs), the higher-ups issued a strict order: the killer must be found.

Otherwise, if the killer got in a bad mood one day and threw a bomb into a crowded area, everything would be over.

Captain Jess, who received the order, didn't look too good either.

These dead vagrants, though insignificant, were the ones who paid him tribute every month, acted as his informants, and occasionally did his dirty work behind the scenes.

Now that most of them were dead in one go, how could he not be furious!

"Investigate! Dig deep!"

"First, bring back everyone who might have witnessed the scene!"

"Also, send someone to the black market, ask Old Jack who he's been selling bombs to lately. Does he want to die?"

Amidst all the chaos, Abel and Luo's situation had become extremely dangerous again.

Late at night.

Abel snuck into the hospital, swiped some medicine and bandages, almost got caught, but luckily made it out without incident.

By the time he returned to the woods where they were hiding, the sky was almost light.

"I don't know which of these medicines work, so I just grabbed a bit of everything. Can you tell them apart?"

By now, Luo had woken up. Though his injuries looked terrifying, most were external. He'd managed to protect his vitals with all his strength, otherwise he might have been beaten to death back then, never lasting until Abel found him.

"These two are for external application, this one is for oral use, and this one is anti-inflammatory..."

"Alright, as long as they're usable, it wasn't a wasted trip."

Since Luo couldn't move easily, Abel had to apply the medicine for him.

At a time like this, there was no room for fussiness, so Abel simply wrapped Luo up like a mummy, using up all the bandages he'd brought without even considering what to do for the next change.

After all, he'd done more than enough. If Luo couldn't pull through even like this, then he'd just have to admit he was blind and had bet on the wrong target.

"Thank you."

Although Abel's application of the medicine was rough, and he'd wrapped Luo up like a mummy, Luo still offered a sincere word of thanks.

This was already the second time the other had saved him.

And Abel wasn't one for modesty. He just lay there on the grass, staring up at the stars. "Forget the thanks. Remember, you already owe me two lives."

"Take them whenever you want. It's not like my life's worth much anyway. Isn't your family in business? Why do you always make such losing deals?"

"Losing now doesn't mean losing later. What I'm doing is called long-term investment. What would a doctor's son know about it!"

Abel snorted dismissively, then pulled out an apple and took a fierce bite.

Mm, damn sweet!

Gurgle, gurgle.

Luo's stomach immediately growled, clearly he was suffering from hunger too.

But he stubbornly didn't speak up—not out of embarrassment, but because he didn't want to put Abel in a difficult spot.

After all, he could barely move now and couldn't help with anything. Splitting the limited food with the only one who could still act was the right call.

Put simply: feeding him would be a waste!

Luo said nothing, and Abel seemed to pretend he hadn't heard the noise. A few bites and he'd polished off the big apple, wasting none.

Then he pulled out another apple.

Luo quietly swallowed a few times.

But Abel acted as if he hadn't noticed, continuing to eat alone.

Soon, the second apple was gone too.

Then—

Like a magician, he pulled out a third apple.

At this point, Luo finally couldn't hold back.

"That apple... is it sweet?"

"Of course it's sweet!"

As if afraid Luo wouldn't believe him, Abel immediately took another huge bite right in front of him, juice spraying everywhere—so fresh!

"..."

Luo, lying there cosplaying a mummy, suddenly felt a bit of despair.

When I ask if it's sweet, am I really asking if it's sweet?!

How can you not pick up on the subtext!

Seeing Luo's utterly dejected face, Abel finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And hearing Abel's laughter, Luo finally caught on—this guy had been messing with him on purpose!

"You bastard... mmm—"

A big, round apple was shoved straight into Luo's mouth, cutting off whatever he was about to say.

"Eat your apple. Next time, remember not to play the hero."

These apples—who knew who'd given them to the doctor? They'd just been sitting there untouched. Abel happened to spot them while passing by, so he helped himself.