Soul Patch

Chapter 58 Jedi Counterattack

Wenjie ignored Bai Yu's pleas and comforted him, "Find a safe place to hide, I'll be right back!"

Then I went out from another part of the mall, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the tobacco and liquor store.

The tobacco and liquor store on the street corner has a small storefront curtain. Outside, there are beverage and cold drink cabinets. Next to the cold drink cabinets is a computer, and the wall behind the computer is covered with the winning numbers for each draw of the Double Color Ball, Welfare Lottery 3D, and Seven-Color Lottery.

Wenjie doesn't usually buy this kind of thing, but he saw that the Double Color Ball lottery prize pool was 835,276,431 yuan.

Without even noting the exact numbers, I quickly jotted down the winning numbers from the previous draw: Red balls 01 12 18 20 30 32, Blue ball 05, draw date Tuesday, July 16, 2019.

After noting down the number, Wenjie turned and walked outside.

"Hey? Aren't you going to place a bet?"

The shop owner was a little annoyed. He came in, stood there, looked around, and then tried to leave without buying anything.

"Uh……"

What would happen if I opened a bet now?

Previously, the system's timeline was set in the past. After it modified the target individual's life trajectory, it truly affected the target individual's life trajectory.

What if the system's timeline is set in the future?

"Here, let's place a bet! The prize pool has over 8 million yuan rolling over, enough to award at least 164 500 million yuan jackpots!"

As they were talking, the boss walked over to the computer and looked at Wenjie expectantly.

"Alright, let's go with the random selection."

"Alright! That's good!" The boss tapped the machine, and the printer stubbornly spat out a sheet of thermal paper with a background pattern.

Wenjie scanned the QR code on his phone to pay 2 yuan, then casually stuffed the lottery ticket into his pocket.

When he went outside, he saw taxis waiting at the door. Fearing that it would be difficult to hail a taxi, he specifically asked the driver to turn on the meter and wait.

Wenjie quickly returned to Yansha Outlet Mall, took out his phone and dialed Bai Yu's number:

"Bai Yu, where are you? Are you home yet?"

The phone rang for a long time without being answered. As the ringing continued, Wenjie became a little worried.

I called twice but no one answered.

Wenjie had just hung up the phone when Bai Yu called back:

"Wenjie! Help! I'm in the underground parking garage... on the first basement level!"

"I'm going down right now!"

Bai Yu, you're a really great guy, you've held on for so long.

If I win the lottery, I might consider treating you to dinner every day.

Wenjie took the elevator down to the underground parking garage. The parking garage at Yansha Outlet Mall has two levels, with the underground level alone covering over a thousand square meters.

Stepping out of the elevator, Wenjie looked at the rows of neatly parked cars and wondered how Bai Yu could have escaped. He must be incredibly stupid.

He was hit on the back of the head with a "bang," and he fell to the ground clutching his head in pain.

A severe headache and dizziness surged over him. What the hell is wrong with him? Why can't I hit other places?

Wenjie pretended to be knocked unconscious and secretly listened to the other party's movements.

The other person thought he had fainted, so they came over and kicked him.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his gaze sharp, grabbed the other person's foot, and twisted it violently.

Perhaps fearing that the other party would seize the opportunity to retaliate with the stick, this twisting force was extremely strong.

As if gathering all his strength into his two hands, the man in black was flipped over and thrown to the ground, his four legs in the air.

His head hit the ground with a dull thud.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." The man in black grimaced and groaned, clutching his head.

Wenjie pressed his advantage, flipping over and leaping up to press his knee firmly against the back of the man in black.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I thought it was Bai Yu! I didn't... Ah!"

The severely injured man on the ground immediately cowered.

She grabbed the man's arm and twisted it backward with a sharp crack.

"Ah!" the man screamed in agony.

Wenjie dislocated one of his arms and watched as the man on the ground was in pain, tears streaming down his face, covered in snot and sweat.

He released him, stood up straight, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know which set of numbers will be drawn in this lottery?"

"What?!" The man on the ground was dumbfounded!

However, he quickly realized that this person had come to interrogate him.

He quickly and cautiously apologized, saying, "I'm such an idiot! I was blind to your greatness! I deserve to die!"

Wenjie pulled the dagger out of the man's pocket. The long blade was so sharp it seemed capable of cleaving a person in two from a distance.

"So you know you deserve to die?" Wenjie squatted down and brandished the knife at the man's face.

"I...I..." The man in black opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say. Tears welled up and sweat streamed down his face.

It was as embarrassing as it could be.

"Oh? Who just told me to get lost?" Wenjie pretended not to remember.

"I'm getting out of here! I mean, I want to get out of your way so I don't get in your way!"

"Wenjie! Wenjie! Oh my god!" Bai Yu saw the man in black lying on the ground, looking like he couldn't get up.

He rushed over to Wenjie, bent down, put his hands on his lap, and gasped for breath.

"You little rascal...when did you...become so powerful!"

"..."

Wenjie was speechless. What could he say? Was his will to survive suddenly triggered after being wiped out in the system? Or was it an exceptional performance?

"You must have been eating military boxing during your college military training, right? This is just a few moves from the first form, isn't it?"

"Hehe," Bai Yu chuckled, scratching his head. "You forgot? During my university military training, all I could think about was how to slack off!"

As they talked, they drifted back to their college days, almost forgetting that there was a guy on the ground whose arm had been dislocated and who was in excruciating pain.

"Ouch! You two..." The man in black was almost fainting from the pain and couldn't help but interrupt, "Um... could you please let me go? I promise I won't do it again!"

"You interrupted me! You interrupted me! I've forgotten what I just said!" Bai Yu angrily kicked the man on the ground, who was lying like a dead pig, twice.

"..." The man remained silent, seemingly offering a silent resistance!

"You're still not convinced? Then get up and fight me one-on-one!"

As Bai Yu spoke, he straightened his clothes and assumed a fighting stance.

Wenjie glanced at Bai Yu indifferently, inwardly scoffing: Why didn't you suggest a one-on-one fight earlier!

This glance was significant; he noticed several stains on Bai Yu's clothes, as if he had gotten cake or soup on them.

The neat, crisp white shirt looked as if it had been stained with vomit.

It smells disgusting!

"Bai Yu? What you just did..."

Wenjie looked at Bai Yu with a puzzled expression, as if asking him where he had just hidden it.

A trash can?

"I'm asking you, why did you want to kill me?" Bai Yu quickly changed the subject.

Wenjie found it amusing. "Yes, why did you kill my brother?"

“He deserves it! He slept with my wife and even sent me the video.”

As the man in black spoke, his veins bulged, as if he wanted to jump up and kill Bai Yu with his own hands.

"I...I didn't?"

Bai Yu looked innocently at Wen Jie, then turned his gaze to the guy on the ground.

(End of this chapter)