Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 11 Perfect Toast

There was little decoration in the dilapidated factory. In the dim environment, a rough-looking man was counting the goods and asking his younger brothers to load them into a van nearby.

"Hurry up, this batch of goods must arrive on time. It is related to the future plan of our gang! As long as it succeeds, everyone present here will be the backbone in the future!" After taking inventory, the man looked up and encouraged the members around him to mobilize their enthusiasm.

At this moment, he heard a call from the intercom on his waist, so he picked it up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Old Sang, there's someone outside, and she's been wandering around the factory. She's a young woman, and I don't know much about her background... Hmm? Wait... Okay, someone at the Banmu Office knows her, she's the head of a small independent office."

Old Sang scoffed at this: "People in these small offices just don't know their place. They kicked her out, and if she didn't obey, they just threw her into a trash can in any corner."

"Okay..." Just as the other side responded, there seemed to be some movement suddenly: "What?!"

Lao Sang was stunned: "What happened over there?"

"We haven't even gone to find her yet, but she's already started! Wait! Something's wrong! Her violence index is quite high, there are black marks! Hurry up over there!"

After that, the call ended. Old Sang called out a few times but received no response. He could only wave his hand with a gloomy face under the uneasy gazes of the others around him: "What are you standing there for! Get moving! We'll talk about the inventory later. Move all the goods away!"

Everyone quickly sped up their work, and Lao Sang himself joined in the work of moving the goods.

In the car, Lao Sang suddenly saw a shaking golden object.

"What the hell!" he shouted. Who dared to touch his goods! ?
He moved closer and took a look. He saw that a bag of goods had indeed been bitten and scattered, but lying in the middle of the goods was a piece of golden and perfectly shaped toast. In his anxiety, he couldn't help but be stunned and wanted to take a bite.

Damn, why is he still thinking about this at this time?
Why did his goods break?

Why is there a piece of toast in this batch!?

He picked up the piece of toast. It was heavier than it looked, but it was indeed toast in his hand.

"Who the hell steals food and leaves it in a mess!" Unable to see what the problem was, Old Sang could only yell and curse.

Boom!
Suddenly, the iron gate on one side of the factory building was violently impacted and protruded a large part inward, as if there was a monster outside trying to break in.

Or maybe that's...

"Drive! Get in the car! Let's go!" Old Sang didn't have time to think about the toast. He didn't even notice that he was controlled by a piece of inexplicable toast for a while.

All the guys got in the car and started the engine.

There was another loud bang, and another protrusion appeared on the iron gate, and the whole factory seemed to be shaking.

Damn, they are a small faction of the Black Scorpion Gang, they just do some extra money, they haven't made much money yet, how come they got into trouble with something like this! ?
Who the hell said that the person coming here was a girl from an independent small firm! ?

boom!
There was another loud noise.

The iron gate was rolled up and flew away, and light shone in from outside. Some thin figures were hidden in the backlight, so it was impossible to see their faces clearly and only a glimpse of a dark shadow could be seen.

Only a pair of cold grey eyes seemed extremely dazzling.

“Go away…” A man next to the girl stretched out his hand and shouted tremblingly, but before he could finish his words, he was kicked on the head.

The difference between the head and the watermelon at this point is probably just a little bit of green.

There were many people lying behind him, all of whom had been killed.

"Lin Yilin" quickly scanned the interior of the factory, and at the moment when a van was about to close, she caught a glimpse of a hint of golden light through the gap.

It was just a glimpse, but that perfect outline said it all.

"Hand over the things." "Lin Yilin" said directly.

"Want to intercept? No way!" Old Sang gritted his teeth and gave an order. The van knocked open the half-open doors and drove onto the street outside.

At the same time, some younger brothers who stayed behind rushed towards "Lin Yilin" to delay him.

"Lin Yilin" took out a gun and a black bead popped out from his fingertips and placed it into the muzzle of the gun.

A faint black gas rose from the pistol, and then there was a sudden movement at the muzzle, and a cartoon cat head appeared, making a cute "meow" sound.

"Why cats?" the female shadow on the ground asked. "Because cats are cute." Zheng Fan replied calmly.

Then he casually swung the gun and pulled the trigger continuously, and the number of Naughty Cat-coated bullets, which far exceeded the amount of ammunition that this pistol should have, flew out. Every time he pulled the trigger, it was not the sound of a gun, but a variety of "meow" sounds with different tones.

Although it is cute, its lethality is still the same as before, and it has even been enhanced. Some flying bullets hit the wall and easily blow through the thick wall.

Some people kept dodging and looking for cover, but the bullets tracked them automatically.

Until his desperate expression was swallowed up by the continuous meowing of cats.

Without having time to be happy about his sudden transformation, Zheng Fan did not forget his main business. After dealing with the people blocking his way, he sprinted out and ran on foot to chase the van that was driving away.

On the road, several vans were speeding away in different directions. People on the roadside took a look and then looked away as if it was normal.

This is a common occurrence in gray areas.

High-speed pursuits are the norm between gangs and agencies.

At least this group of people were just speeding on the road, and it hasn't progressed to the level of gunfights in cars and throwing bombs, right?
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the passerby caught a glimpse of a figure passing by at the speed of a car.

...This, they have never seen it before.

Old Sang held a gun and leaned out of the car window to look behind him. He stared for a long time but didn't see anyone catching up with him. He probably had gotten rid of him.

I sat back in my seat with a sigh of relief, and when I put my hand down, I suddenly touched something soft.

He looked down and found that the piece of toast had appeared next to him at some point.

Ok?
Did he just bring this thing?

Furious, he grabbed the piece of toast and brought it to his mouth, wanting to take a big bite.

The younger brother driving next to him took a glance and his eyes suddenly widened.

Old Sang opened his mouth, and the piece of toast in his hand also opened its mouth, which was much bigger than Old Sang's small mouth.

I wanted to remind him, but it was too late.

Ouch! Crack!

Blood splattered, Lao Sang screamed, and there was a toast biting incident!
Toast bit Lao Sang's neck directly, and judging by the amount of bleeding, he might have even bitten an artery, which was quite dangerous.

Old Sang bit the toast tightly and struggled instinctively, making it impossible for the driver to drive properly. The car was already going fast and now it was rushing around on the road.

Old Sang finally threw the toast away, but it just happened to hit his younger brother, the driver. The toast covered with "strawberry jam" didn't discriminate against anyone and he took another bite.

"Ah!" The mask of pain spread from Lao Sang's face.

Old Sang covered his neck which was bleeding profusely, and he immediately knew that something bad was happening when he saw the situation.

"Drive! Watch the road! It didn't bite you! Hold on!" Lao Sang shouted anxiously while helping to pull the toast.

But this is too difficult for a young driver.

The steering wheel was turned to the ground and the speeding vehicle overturned in an instant.

boom!
Zheng Fan braked and arrived at the accident scene a little later: "Cool~."

Amid overturned vehicles and burning flames.

Thin footsteps sounded slowly.

The great figure slowly stepped out under the illumination of the fire, and the flames caused an explosion at the right time, setting off its elegant figure.

That's right.

It was a perfect piece of toast, like a superhero.

(End of this chapter)