Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Gao Ye's shoulders slumped dejectedly. He looked at Fang Bailu pitifully, then glanced at the electric bike in the rain, and helplessly pressed the switch of the air horn:

woo-

A sharp and piercing whistle sounded in the alley, as if a tone-deaf madman was playing an electric suona.

Fang Bailu tilted his head slightly and glanced at the glass door of the hardware store:

"At this distance, there is enough interference."

Fang Bailu didn't know whether Xiaoxin's hearing had been modified, but the high-decibel noise was enough to cover up the subsequent secret conversation - the reason he dragged this guy out was not just to buy a second-hand electric car.

He put his ten fingers together, put them in front of his mouth and leaned close to Gao Ye's ear:

"Hey! You usually hang out around this area, right?"

Gao Ye nodded vigorously, and the rain slid down his hairless scalp and splashed onto Fang Bailu's face.

"Some time ago, a wild opera troupe from Penang set up a stage on the main road to perform!" Fang Bailu pointed his hand outside the alley and continued to ask; "Did you and your brothers go to join in the fun?"

The flesh on his face trembled in confusion, highlighting his owner's doubts:

"Oh, oh! I remember! We originally wanted to go for a drive, but when we saw a performance, we stopped to watch. Then there was a fire somewhere, and someone was shooting - so I retreated with my brothers."

"Shooting? Then it wasn't just Xiaoxin's one-sided massacre, there was also a melee."

"What was the performance that day? What happened exactly? Tell me in detail. Hey, don't let go of the horn, keep pressing it!"

Gao Ye put his finger on his chin, rolled his eyes and thought for a moment:

"It seems to be 'Bing Jie'. There was a girl who went insane and wanted to ascend to heaven and become an official. But she failed in the vote and her soul was to be destroyed. It was quite pitiful. At that time, the troupe had prepared their tools and were about to open the skull when suddenly a thick smoke came out! Maybe the gamblers couldn't bear the loss and set fire to the stage? Anyway, the smoke was so thick that I couldn't even see the fluorescent tattoo on my hand."

Fang Bailu scratched his newly emerged rough stubble with his fingertips and frowned. He found something special in this rough description:

"A chick who wants to be an official...?"

Chapter 140: The Lonely One (I)

The bright headlights of the Tiema brand electric car were aimed at the glass door of the hardware store, replacing the light source that had temporarily disappeared.

"…You're planning to do this all by yourself? You're probably too busy."

Fang Bailu crossed his arms and looked at Gao Ye who was cleaning the shop floor back and forth.

The burly, ferocious-looking young man gathered up the scattered cement fragments and held them tightly; then he propped his back against the glass door and grunted as he moved them outside the store.

"Haha, it's okay. I just realized recently that fighting and killing are really meaningless. It's more comfortable to do this kind of rough labor."

He patted his T-shirt, which was stained black by dust, and smiled gently. In his fierce eyes, there was an indescribable wisdom and depth:

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say this - I've only lived for a dozen years, but I've already limited my future to street fighting... A few days ago, I wanted to become a swordsman to practice my courage! But in fact, compared to destroying something, building is much more difficult."

"Wow! You are so enlightened now?"

Fang Bailu never imagined that this night wanderer would actually volunteer to participate in the cleanup and reorganization of the hardware store: after all, he had played a lot of tricks on him during the last friction.

"What stimulated him? Did the donor suck all the sperm out of his brain?..."

But since this kid insisted on helping, Fang Bailu was happy to see it happen - he was feeling very uncomfortable all over, sleepy and tired.

"I've finished clearing the area in front of the door! Wait a minute, I'll turn down the lights and continue."

Takano piled another pile of scrap metal outside the door, wiped the beads of sweat from his bald head, and swung the front of the car to illuminate another area of ​​the hardware store so that he could continue cleaning.

"Well, take your time. As the old saying goes, a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold! What's the point of being a night wanderer? You're just like a second-rate person."

Fang Bailu watched the huge circle of light cast by the car lights rotate, and habitually took advantage of the situation:

"It's really not good to fight everywhere every day. Young people should still behave like young people... Hey? Are you listening to me?"

He turned around and found that the little bald head was shaking as if someone had stuffed a Mr. Horn at full power behind him.

Dedededede…

Gao Ye opened his eyes wide and clenched his upper and lower teeth together, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

"Well?"

Fang Bailu raised her eyebrows and turned her head following his gaze:

Takano adjusted the direction of the electric car's headlights, illuminating Anbenola who was still sitting on the stairs in a daze. She had put on her full-face mask again and sat in the corner without saying a word - at first glance, it was a bit scary.

"He looks tall and strong, but he's actually quite timid."

Fang Bailu raised his hand and patted Gao Ye's muscular shoulder:

"Oh! Never mind—"

This time he missed the target: before Fang Bailu could finish his words, Gao Ye's knees collapsed and he fell to the ground with a thud.

He grabbed the bumpy concrete floor and banged his forehead against it again and again, making a dull "dong dong" sound:

"Master, please forgive me! Master, please forgive me! Master, please forgive me!"

Gao Ye finished speaking these words as if they were hot on his tongue. He jumped up and scrambled out of the glass door of the hardware store.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

He roared loudly and ran towards the alley.

Fang Bailu chased out of the store and clapped his hands vigorously to try to attract the bald young man's attention:

"Hey! I haven't received the goods yet... Hey, you don't want the car anymore! Then sell it to me and I'll give you the money next time!"

But these calls had no effect. Takano rushed out of the alley in the blink of an eye.

"That's strange. Does this little bald guy know Anbenola?"

Seeing that Gao Ye had disappeared without a trace, he had no choice but to return to the hardware store. Fang Bailu, who had lost his free labor, sighed and pushed the deformed shelf out of the store:

"What's going on? Has this guy been beaten by you?"

"forget."

Anbenola rested his elbows on his knees, resting his head on his palms, and answered without moving.

……

After spending half a day, Fang Bailu finally cleaned up most of the junk in the store and was free to work on the next thing.

He wrapped himself tightly in his rubber raincoat and stuffed bags of nutrient solution into the storage box under the electric bike seat:

"One day's worth, two days' worth... How many days does it take to ride from Kuala Lumpur to Penang? Never mind, just let her bring more, since she eats so much anyway."

quack……

Erni carefully pushed open the glass door and tiptoed out of the hardware store:

"Hey, hey! Boss! That gossip is still in our store!"

She clenched the ring-handled sword in her hand stealthily, gestured to Fang Bailu, and whispered:

"The little ghost and I can't handle her head on. What should we do now? Should we continue to fight? Should we find a chance to attack her secretly?"

Fang Bailu looked at the joint of Erni's prosthetic limb, the wound that had been carefully treated by Xiaoxin: He thought it would take Erni even longer to wake up.

But judging from the lively look in Erni's eyes, he still underestimated her recovery ability.

"Don't worry about that Qigong practitioner for now. I want to tell you something."

"You've come just in time... I might as well just say it now."

Fang Bailu tapped Erni's head and signaled to her:

"Look at this car, what do you think?"

"Wow! Are they going to provide me with a means of transportation? Are we going to expand our business?"

Erni staggered forward, tucked the ring-handled knife under her armpit, and carefully checked every corner of the electric bike with both hands:

"Wow! This car is really good! It's a Tiema brand, right? The model and the foundation are both good. It can be a good horse after some modifications. I think I've seen it somewhere? ... Or maybe I'm confused."

Fang Bailu cleared his throat and coughed lightly:

"Do you like it? Then I'll give it to you. It's just..."

He paused, hesitating on how to say the next words.

"that is?"

Erni took a step back, her eyes full of suspicion.

"Boss, let's be frank. Why are you so polite all of a sudden? Why are there so many nutrient solutions in the car? I didn't drink the nutrient solution secretly. The kid didn't drink it himself! I drank it! Don't blame me!"

Fang Bailu scratched his scalp, which had recently become itchy due to stress, with his fingertips and threw out a hastily prepared speech:

"Er Ni! You've been in my store for quite some time, and even longer since we met. I'll be honest with you: the hardware store's revenue is not very good, and we can't afford your salary."

As usual, he lied using the word "tell the truth" and reached out to pat the air horn of the electric car:

"You helped me kill people before, so this car can be considered as... severance pay. I'll introduce you to a job in Penang, so you don't have to stay in Kuala Lumpur. You're from Penang, right?"

……

Erni turned her eyes away from the electric bike. The "Jade Bamboo Tip" made a creaking sound:

"…But we haven't discussed the salary yet. If a new interview is needed, I have no salary requirements."

As if she had sensed Fang Bailu's intention, her voice was calm and cold, as if she had become a different person.

"Eh? Aren't you confused?"

Fang’s Hardware Store had never hired helpers or staff before, and Fang Bailu’s personnel experience only came from hearsay in his “previous life”.

He arranged his words, trying to express his meaning tactfully:

"I know. But you have experience working for a big company, and you're also an ace courier—"

Erni put the "jade shoot tip" in front of her face and stretched and swung her multi-jointed five fingers:

"This arm is worth at least one year's salary for me. The working atmosphere in the hardware store is very good, and my colleagues in the team are also very kind. Is there something wrong with my work? I hope you can give me another chance."

She added softly:

"please."

Erni lowered her head slightly, the shadow cast by her hair on her forehead made it difficult for Fang Bailu to see the look in her eyes - but her tone and words were completely different from usual.

This was the first time Fang Bailu had seen her so serious. The courier's face usually showed bloodthirsty madness or false flattery - that reflected her indifference to her own life and the lives of others.

"This is going to be difficult."

He originally thought that Erni would not care too much about the dismissal: after all, she had already gone through the inevitable journey of working in the workplace.

If possible, Fang Bailu also wanted to escape. There are other cities in New Malaysia that can accommodate Fang's hardware store business - Penang, Johor Bahru, Ipoh... Although their scale is not as large as Kuala Lumpur, they can also serve as a place to stay.

However, I had already run the "copy" described by Shou Niang once, and the result was not satisfactory.

It’s better to stay in a familiar environment...at least Kuala Lumpur still has many resources that can come in handy.

Among the people involved, Shin-chan is one of the sources of all the disputes, and he needs to find his blood relatives in Kuala Lumpur; Anbennola and Shou Niang in the mask also have their own plans and are fierce enough to fight.

Only Erni has no need to step into this muddy water without knowing the reason.

She was a skilled and powerful swordsman, but compared to the enemy she was about to face, the ring-handled sword in her hand seemed to lack lethality.

Moreover, the time left for her to recover from her injuries and get familiar with the prosthesis was too short: the "catastrophe" could happen on any day within the forty-nine days.

Erni may not care much about life or death, but Fang Bailu has no interest in seeing her die in vain and become one of the "top ten employees" for whom he needs to set up an memorial tablet - just like in his imagination.

He poked his thumb at the tip of his nose, which was wet from the rain, and continued speaking:

"You have a great work attitude and outstanding abilities. I can't blame you for anything. But the store also has its difficulties, which may affect your future career planning and development..."

He tried to search his mind for some repetitive words that could be used at this moment:

"When the hardware store is upgraded and needs more manpower, I will be the first to notify you. Okay? Go to Penang to work for a while, just as a favor to me. I have already made the contact and will send you the address later."

Fang Bailu thought for a moment, shook off his rubber raincoat, and handed it to her:

"I'll lend you this raincoat. Please return it to me when I find you to come back to work. Are you relieved? I always ask people to return what they have borrowed."

……

The two of them fell into a strange silence, and Fang Bailu's hands felt a little sore from being raised in the air.