Chapter 11, Forty-Sixth Floor
by Sunflower“What are you taking pictures of!”
Lan Yuzai cursed fiercely:
“Want to fight? I’ll take on all three of you, you believe me!”
Just as Wang Jixuan was about to tell Lan Yuzai to shut up, the thugs below had already moved their flashlights away.
The three of them did not retaliate against Lan Yuzai, but continued to follow behind the man and woman, telling dirty jokes.
“What are they doing?” Wang Jixuan asked casually.
“Catching piglets is a common occurrence on these lower floors.”
Lan Yuzai lowered his voice and muttered:
“Our thirteenth floor is a relatively safe place. Nobody dares to take advantage of us. The higher the floor, the safer it is. Below the twenty-eighth floor, this kind of thing happens more often.”
Those who were caught and taken to the lower city to be sold for money were called piglets.
“Hey boss, did you see that woman? She’s probably not that old. I bet she’ll be gang-raped in front of that man in a bit.”
Wang Jixuan frowned as he looked at Lan Yuzai.
Lan Yuzai hurriedly said, “I’ve seen a lot, I’ve seen a lot. Boss, don’t misunderstand. I’ve never done such a thing. At most, I just squeezed blood bags.”
“Blood bag?”
“It’s like… what you had before… was called a blood bag.”
Lan Yuzai’s smile now carried a hint of guilt and embarrassment.
Wang Jixuan said, “Taking away the food that ordinary people depend on for survival, isn’t that murder for money?”
“Anyway, if I don’t do it this way, someone else will.”
Lan Yuzai shrugged:
“When I was eighteen, I worked as a blood bag for two years, and I was bullied and beaten.”
“Until one day I got really angry and took a knife and stabbed the guy who bullied me. I was imprisoned for two years. When I got out, they were afraid of me and recognized me as their big brother.”
“Soon, gangs from the lower city contacted me and offered me a job squeezing blood bags. If I refused, they would kill me and replace me with someone else.”
“When I’m filling blood bags, I look for guys with stable jobs and timid personalities. Who told them to be timid… timid people deserve to be blood bags.”
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly, and gently bent his finger towards the guy, pressing the tip of his finger on a nut.
“Wrong! Wrong! Stop playing! It’s wrong!”
Lan Yuzai quickly squatted down, covering his face with both hands.
“Hmph!” Wang Jixuan said coldly, “For the crimes you have committed, killing you ten times wouldn’t be too much!”
Lan Yuzai argued softly, “But I didn’t kill anyone directly.”
What’s the difference between simmering over low heat and stir-frying over high heat?
“Now that you mention it, it seems like I really am a scoundrel… I don’t bully others, but people bully me. I don’t have any skills, so I just drift along like this.”
Lan Yuzai chuckled awkwardly, his words were flattering and pleading, but his eyes still held a hint of disdain.
His beliefs are not so easily shaken.
Wang Jixuan glanced down at the few light sources that were gradually descending, pondered for a moment, and decided not to cause any unnecessary trouble.
“Once you’ve rested, we’ll continue our journey,” Wang Jixuan said calmly. “Of course, you can also try traveling with me to seek help.”
“Look at what you’re saying! I’m willing to submit to you! I only submit to those who are stronger than me!”
Lan Yuzai said with utmost sincerity:
“When will you teach me that finger-flicking skill…? I want to recognize you as my big brother! I’ll do all your work at the factory, and all my underlings will call you big brother! I’ll give you a share every month, as long as you can teach me this skill! That’s just too awesome!”
Master Wang almost kicked him.
His finger flick was not a magical technique, but rather an inspiration from firearms, reflecting his awareness of the necessity of long-range attacks.
The principle is the simple application of Qi, but the difficulty lies in controlling the internal breath after entering the Qi cultivation realm. To pass on this method is essentially to pass on the Dao.
First, he is not an elder in the sect who transmits skills, and therefore has no right to transmit techniques.
Secondly, the rule in the spiritual community is that the Dharma is not easily transmitted; it requires good character, aptitude, comprehension, and good fortune, let alone to a rogue or thug.
“Lead the way.”
“Okay,” Lan Yuzai obediently carried the two large bags and walked ahead with a flashlight.
Wang Jixuan tucked the pistol into his pocket, glancing at the five figures below out of the corner of his eye.
The woman was sobbing, and the three thugs were whispering something.
The fire escape staircase folds every sixteen steps, creating a rectangular passageway in between.
The five people below walked for a while and then stopped in the rectangular passageway.
The three thugs were shouting:
“Right here, I can’t hold back anymore! Hold them down!”
“Hey, you’re still not weak? Don’t get too dirty, or you won’t be able to get a good price.”
“Turn her face around and look at her! I already said I’m going to kill you all, are you still so tough now?”
Below, on a folding platform, the lights began to flicker.
The man and woman were not only tied up, but their mouths were also gagged with strips of cloth. They began to struggle violently, but having been starved for several meals, they were no match for the three strong thugs and were quickly subdued.
The woman’s sobs echoed through the dark, abandoned fire escape.
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly.
He didn’t want to cause any unnecessary trouble, but…
These people are blocking his way.
Wang Jixuan looked at Lan Yuzai and asked in a low voice, “What would you usually do if you encountered this situation?”
“What for?” Lan Yuzai muttered softly, “Join them?”
Wang Jixuan: ……
“Just kidding, this is actually the first time I’ve ever encountered them transporting piglets.”
Lan Yuzai shrugged:
“There are more things like this in the lower city, and you can’t handle them all, trust me.”
“Of course, if you want to send them all flying, I’ll definitely applaud and cheer for you.”
Wang Jixuan glared at the gang leader and shone his flashlight down below.
He had only intended to light the way, but… Wang Jixuan saw one of the three thugs force the woman to her knees, making her watch as her husband’s pants were pulled down and he was pinned against the wall…
Wait a minute;
Wait a minute!
Wang Jixuan felt that his Dao heart was not strong enough!
The woman was sobbing, but her clothes were intact; the man was subdued and then his pants were pulled down.
Lan Yuzai gave a thumbs up: “Three real men.”
“Who the hell are you?! What the hell are you taking pictures of?! I’ll kill you, you believe I won’t!”
call out!
Whoosh!
A piercing whistling sound cut through the air.
In the beam of the flashlight, three thugs stared up at the man above them, each with a sharpened pencil, about the thickness of a little finger, protruding halfway into the top of their Adam’s apples.
The three thugs convulsed and slowly knelt down, their wide eyes quickly becoming bloodshot, clutching their necks and making hoarse sounds.
Wang Jixuan curled his lip.
It’s so filthy!
As a dignified cultivator, he felt his Dao heart would be tainted if he were even a little slow in his actions!
Although Lan Yuzai kept bragging, he was also frightened by the scene. His face turned pale and his eyes became even brighter.
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So gentle!
Boss Mu Liang was so kind to him and his underlings before!
This guy had only been flicking his fingers and throwing nuts at them before, but his real killer move was throwing pencils!
What would happen if you replaced pencils with metal darts? I can’t even imagine it!
Wang Jixuan poked Lan Yuzai in the kidneys with his pistol: “Shine a flashlight into their eyes.”
“Okay, okay…”
Lan Yuzai turned on his flashlight and switched it to high beam mode, causing the terrified couple to instinctively cover their eyes.
Wang Jixuan calmly stepped past the three thugs without even glancing down, perfectly avoiding all the bloodstains.
As Wang Jixuan and Lan Yuzai walked further away, the couple finally came to their senses.
The man pulled hard on his belt, and the two of them, trembling, untied the ropes binding each other’s hands.
They looked gratefully at the light source receding into the distance below, and faintly heard conversations coming from below.
“You’re amazing, master! Can you teach me?”
“Shut up.”
“I can do any pose! That move is amazing! You’re like a human machine gun!”
“Noisy”.
“I was wrong, I was wrong, I won’t say it anymore! Ah! My finger! I was wrong!”
The man and woman who had escaped death looked at each other, seeing each other through the light of their miner’s helmet lamps, and embraced each other, weeping.
Wang Jixuan and Lan Yuzai walked for about half a minute when suddenly a dark shadow crashed down beside them, slamming hard against the steel structure platform below. The dull thud echoed everywhere.
Wang Jixuan shone a flashlight on it.
It was the corpse of a thug.
After walking a few more steps, two more corpses crashed down one after another, smashing into two lumps of flesh on the steel structure platform below.
Lan Yuzai’s face turned a little pale: “Those two piglets are pretty ruthless.”
“Those who commit many unrighteous acts will surely perish.”
Wang Jixuan said calmly:
“If one is kind to others, how could such a disaster befall them?”
“Boss, you’re so powerful, whatever you say is right,” Lan Yuzai chuckled. “But we ordinary people can only stand firm with just two words.”
“Two words?”
“Be fierce and ruthless. If you’re not ruthless enough, you’ll be bullied. That’s the rule in the fortress.”
Lan Yuzai changed the subject:
“If you were willing to teach me this trick, I would definitely add the word ‘benevolence’ to these two words, and justice will surely prevail!”
“screw you.”
Wang Jixuan was so angry at this guy that he laughed.
He then frowned slightly.
Vulgar language is indecent and unbecoming of a cultivator. After all, he is going to the Immortal Realm, so he can’t be full of hostility. He should try to be more careful in this matter.
…
Before Lan Yuzai’s legs trembled violently, they finally arrived at the lower city area.
To Wang Jixuan’s surprise, the fire escape route in this area remained unchanged, with only a solitary steel structure platform connecting to the inside below.
Wang Jixuan became increasingly vigilant.
Although he was holding Lan Yuzai hostage, the place he was about to enter was not an environment he was familiar with.
Lan Yuzai, however, was a regular in the lower city, and could even be considered a subordinate of those gangs.
“Boss, you should put your gun away, preferably close to your body.”
“You can’t just brandish a gun or a knife; that’s the rule.”
“Besides, there are only two of us. Even if we brought four guns, it wouldn’t make any difference.”
Lan Yuzai spoke enthusiastically.
Wang Jixuan slightly nodded, hid the pistol in the inside pocket of his jacket, then took a half step forward and grabbed Lan Yuzai’s right elbow with his left hand.
Now, he can attack the latter’s weak point at any time.
“Don’t try to get out of my sight, you know the consequences.”
Lan Yuzai sniffed, lowered his head and walked towards the last steel structure platform, heading towards the two tightly closed doors in front of him.
Wang Jixuan followed closely behind him, his right hand reaching down to his lower back, lifting the handles of the two folding rescue knives slightly.
“There is usually no one guarding this place. The 46th floor is basically an entertainment venue, open to the dignitaries on the upper floors.”
Lan Yuzai casually pulled open the fire door in front of him, and the creaking sound of the fire door drifted into the darkness behind them.
The first thing you see is a wall covered in graffiti, with the number ’46’ written in huge letters. Several spotlights illuminate the wall brightly.
A foul, burnt plastic smell wafted up.
Wang Jixuan frowned deeply.
Is this the lower city?
At that very moment, seven or eight figures jumped up simultaneously beside the wall of lights.
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