For some reason, fewer and fewer people are coming to buy steamed buns these days.

Balu felt both joy and sorrow.

The good thing is that things are much easier now; no matter how much I sell, I'll still earn the same amount I'm supposed to.

Sadly, I've become much more bored, and no one comes to chat with me anymore.

Captain An would only come back to his shop occasionally to buy a few items and chat for a bit.

He stepped outside and stretched.

I caught a glimpse of the owner of a stationery store next door, who was holding a newspaper and shaking his head repeatedly.

The business owners around him also gathered, sighing repeatedly.

Balu curiously joined them, squeezing behind them.

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at?"

"show me."

People around him complained, but Balu, shameless as ever, didn't care.

With a forceful movement, he pushed someone to the back.

He chuckled.

suddenly!

He trembled violently when he glanced at the newspaper.

"Stop shaking! Don't you guys have money to buy newspapers? Why are you all crowding around here?" The stationery store owner complained, glancing at the crowd behind him.

Suddenly his hand was empty, and when he came to his senses, the newspaper was already in Balu's hands.

The crowd was furious, cursing him: "Hey! You're both looking and robbing, you bandit!"

"I think this person is mentally unstable, and I've wanted to say something for a while now."

"Yeah, you never know how many buns he's carrying."

“The last time I talked to him, he just pulled one out of his pocket and swallowed it in one gulp.”

Balu ignored the insults and walked into the steamed bun shop, looking at the newspaper in his hand with a complicated expression.

He kept muttering to himself.

"No wonder my heart has calmed down recently."

"So, you were already dead."

"But, will you really die?"

"Why am I not as happy as I imagined..."

.....

At the barbershop, Qiao Shefei gave An Mixiu a handsome and exquisite haircut.

Indeed, this skill is still the most suitable for him.

He glanced at An Miu Xiu, who was sitting in the chair, looking at his phone with a furrowed brow.

Qiao Shefei felt a little puzzled. Before, after finishing her work, she would always praise herself first. What was she attracted to now?

He looked down at the internal message on his phone and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"How is this possible? How could Duanmu Yan be dead?"

He turned around and shook his head quickly: "I don't believe there's anyone in this world who can deal with him."

An Miu stood up, walked over to him, and patted him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong? Shouldn't we be the happiest people to see him die?"

Why don't you believe it yet?

"Hahaha!" Qiao Shefei laughed loudly: "Happy, of course I'm happy."

"He should have died long ago."

"He killed our general and so many soldiers; he could die a thousand times over and still not be able to atone for it!"

His laughter grew softer and softer, until it sounded like crying.

"But why do I feel so sad?"

"He should die by my hand if he's going to die."

.....

Chapter 171 Attack the dumpling restaurant and kill Ma Lingling!

This city is about to broadcast a major news story.

According to sources, a month ago, a local Armor Warriors fought an unprecedented battle against dark forces in a certain part of the city.

Five Armor Warriors were seriously injured and have not yet been discharged from the hospital.

Among them, the most powerful Shura Armor has disappeared.

It is said that it was taken away by the black light that descended from the sky at that time, and its whereabouts are unknown.

Those who had seen the Shura Armor revealed that the summoner was originally a ramen chef at the Happiness Dumpling Restaurant.

He later joined the Armor Squad and became its captain.

He eliminated most of the criminal gangs, but now, the summoner is nowhere to be found.

Many people are speculating that the summoner of the Shura Armor is likely dead.

The news caused a stir among the public.

Especially the loyal fans who previously worshipped Shura online, couldn't believe it.

"Hahaha!"

"A month has passed, and Duanmu Yan has still not shown up. It seems he really was killed by the Emperor!"

Within the dark realm, the five guardians laughed wildly; their greatest enemy was finally dead.

Among them, the most delighted were the Evil Wood and the Evil Fire.

Bei Miao, who was inside the evil fire, appeared and disappeared, revealing an extremely ferocious expression.

"Duanmu Yan, you've finally met your match!"

"No, you'll never have this day again!"

"Hahaha!"

With a sinister glint in his eyes, Evil Gold said, "Now that our greatest threat has been confirmed to be gone..."

"It's time to clean up the remaining trash."

"Now, let's go and destroy the armor summoner's base!"

All five armor summoners are already hospitalized; it's time for them to show their skills.

Evilwood shook his head and said, "The armor base is empty, Brother Jin, you can take Brother Tu with you."

"Oh?" Evil Gold asked curiously, "Aren't the Armored Base and those Summoners the most important people to Duanmu Yan?"

"Let's go together and destroy it, and settle our deep-seated hatred!"

"What could be more important than this?"

Emu's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered, "The most important person to Duanmu Yan is not there."

"But it was at that Happy Dumpling Restaurant."

"A dumpling restaurant?" Ejin asked, puzzled.

“Not bad.” Emu’s eyes flashed with a fierce light. “Duanmu Yan’s little girlfriend is still working there.”

"She is the most important person to Duanmu Yan. What if we kill her?"

"Hey hey hey."

"Good, good, good!" Evil Gold laughed heartily.

“In that case, I’ll take Badlands to Armored Base.”

"Go to the dumpling restaurant with the evil fire and evil water."

"Kill all the people most important to Duanmu Yan! To vent our hatred!"

...

Dumpling restaurant.

Ma Lingling scrubbed the bowl clean again and again.

After the guests left, she wiped the table clean with a cloth and put the bowls on the table into the kitchen.

His head was already covered in a dense layer of sweat.

Aunt Hui couldn't bear to see her working so hard.

He took the bowl from her hand and said softly, "Lingling, take a rest. You've been working too hard lately."

"There are no customers now, so Aunt Hui will do the rest of the work."

"Aunt Hui will give you a raise this month."

She wiped the sweat from Ma Lingling's head with a tissue, feeling a pang of heartache.

Duanmu hasn't been back for a month.

During the first week, the child ran to Kaiji to ask Meizhen where Duanmu had gone.

Meizhen, however, was evasive, saying that Duanmu Yan had gone on a long mission and would not be back for a long time.

At first, Ma Lingling believed it, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Even so, Duanmu would still call him to inform him.

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