Chapter 155 - 086: I Am Just a Security Guard at Sunshine District, Not Some Big Shot_2

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Chapter 155: Chapter 086: I Am Just a Security Guard at Sunshine District, Not Some Big Shot_2 The crouching Yan Hua raised his head pitifully and said, "Grandpa, we really didn’t mean to." Those who mixed in the underworld knew when to shrink and when to stand tall, and the situation was clearly not in their favor. The other party was a tough character, and the consequences of continuing to oppose them were predictable; they would definitely be done in. "Hmph, I, Wang Zhongguo, wouldn’t dare claim to have a grandson like you," the old man Wang Zhong retorted angrily before turning to Lin Fan with a suddenly gentle gaze, "Little Fan, what do you think we should do about this?" Lin Fan replied, "Old Master, I believe they must be part of a gang. I want them to take me to see the situation." Old Master Wang understood Lin Fan’s intentions. Despite appearing calm about everything, Lin Fan actually had a whole set of relatively harmonious ways of handling things. For those worth saving, Lin Fan would think of various ways to coax them over. For those not worth saving, he would either send them to the police station or, in cases of self-defense, bring them to justice under the law. Gentle Lin Fan, kind Lin Fan, friendly Lin Fan—once he entered self-defense mode, he would become earth-shatteringly terrifying. "Indeed, that’s a good plan," Old Master Wang said. Granny Xu said, "Little Fan, you should eat breakfast before you go; the porridge has just been cooked." "All right, Granny Xu." Lin Fan looked at the two survivors squatting on the ground, "Have you two had breakfast yet?" Ma Chang and Yan Hua exchanged glances. Shaking their heads. "No." Lin Fan said with a smile, "Then let’s eat together. Although you’re not good people, we are very friendly." Inside the house. Lin Fan held a bowl of porridge, savoring the delicious taste. Being able to taste such things during the apocalypse was a very fortunate matter. Ma Chang and Yan Hua looked around at their surroundings. Gu Hang stood behind them, looking down at these two fellows from above. He never treated anyone who posed a threat to the Sunshine District kindly. From their demeanor alone, he could tell these two were not good people. Even during peace times, they might have been the scourge of the Yellow Market. Why hadn’t they been eradicated yet? Perhaps it was because their big brother had businesses in the Yellow Market and was a notable figure with the right connections for protection. It would be highly ironic if it represented good and evil sitting at the same dining table, raising toasts and discussing the joint creation of a better Yellow Market. Lin Fan asked with a smile, "Is the porridge not to your liking?" "No." "No." The two of them shook their heads, cradling their bowls, drinking the porridge. Honestly, it tasted really good. Since the apocalypse, instant noodles had been their staple food. Now tasting white porridge. It felt really nice. The warmth in their stomachs was comforting. They had been ordered to go bang on doors since the early morning and hadn’t eaten yet. Comfortable. At the door. "Little Fan, be careful," was all Old Master Wang could say, even feeling it was redundant. After all this time, if anyone still doubted Lin Fan’s abilities, they were seriously deluding themselves. It’s a Chinese custom. No matter where you go, they like to say, "Be careful on the road." It’s a common farewell phrase. "Yes, I know." He smiled. The old man gave him the feeling of a very kind elder, nice to everyone in the district, like a spiritual pillar in terms of mentality. Of course, Old Master Zhou was also good, just not very talkative, always clammed up without letting out a peep. On the street. A car was driving along. Lin Fan sat in the back, calmly observing the two in front. "Where do you live?" Seeing living survivors in the apocalypse was a heartening thing, but for Lin Fan, he sensed malice from these two, which was a shame. "Mountain Water Luxury Estate..." "Oh." Lin Fan was aware of Mountain Water Luxury Estate, one of the high-end villas in the Yellow Market, very expensive, not something just anyone could afford. It’s said that many of the top tycoons in the Yellow Market lived there. Regarding such mansions. He would look at them only once, and definitely wouldn’t covet them because he knew he was just an ordinary citizen of the Yellow Market with mediocre job skills. Besides taking risks, was there any fast way to earn enough money to buy a mansion? Even though it was the end of the world and one could move wherever they wanted, He wouldn’t do so. Houses were private property, and breaking in without the owner’s consent was illegal. At that moment. Ma Chang and Yan Hua exchanged looks, unsure of this guy in the back who had just asked them that question and then went silent—honestly, it was making them anxious. If the other party wasn’t so capable, they would have found a way to take Lin Fan down a long time ago. Killing people used to be difficult in the past, or at least one just couldn’t kill at will; at most, they would use a wine bottle, a chair, or a foot to stomp around and then flee, and with their big brother intervening a little, it would usually blow over. Yan Hua thought about taking the other party back, but he was uncertain whether the people on their big brother’s side could handle this guy. For some reason, he always felt it was a dubious prospect. The strength that the other party had shown was evident to all. Were those actions even something a human could accomplish? "Bro, there’s something we need to talk about." Yan Hua began to think about how to save himself. In the current apocalypse, whoever was more vicious, whoever had weapons, was the most badass. Now, suddenly facing someone with Frostmourne, so fierce to this extent, he truly felt little hope. The driver, Ma Chang, hearing this, suddenly had a revelation. Did Yan Hua know they’d have to go to Mountain Water Luxury Estate, yet the big brother might not be able to cover for them, so he wanted to thoroughly curry favor with the other party to secure some advantage for himself in the end?

Chapter 155 - 086: I Am Just a Security Guard at Sunshine District, Not Some Big Shot_2

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