Lu Feng crawled forward, while Ji Jue followed behind, wriggling and burbling.
Even though he didn't understand what was happening, if he didn't run away now, was he supposed to stay put and clap his hands, waiting to get accidentally crushed by the gods fighting?
It's just that, there was no anticipated epic battle lasting three hundred rounds.
Rather, it ended as soon as it had begun.
In the instant of the boundless outburst of blood, the dried-up corpse had already collapsed violently, vanishing without a trace, running the hell away faster than Ji Jue and his brother!
So much for any semblance of the demeanor and prestige of the strong.
Embarrassing!
As Ji Jue criticized inwardly, he stopped his wriggling and the two brothers looked up at the black boots standing before them, and then they saw Wen Wen's face.
She was tilting her head, lighting a new White Star, and after a brief puff of smoke, she asked with a half-smile, "Yo, where were you two headed in such a hurry?"
Truly unexpected.
Facing a spreading threat like Blood Thirst, the Security Bureau itself monitored alarm records from various districts, ready to check and respond to abnormal situations and cases.
After Tong Hua had ascertained the direction of the attacker, the arriving Wen Wen had thought she was too late, perhaps making a wasted trip.
She hadn't expected to witness such a spectacle.
One can only say, the world is full of wonders.
And faced with such a blessed smile, Lu Feng's expression twitched as his other hand quietly slipped the recently extracted black, soft gel-like object back into the bag, pushing it even deeper this time.
Unfortunately, not being eloquent, Lu Feng could only nudge Ji Jue to say a few flashy words to ease the awkward atmosphere.
After sputtering for a while, Ji Jue managed to squeeze out a feigned smile of warmth, "Big sis, when did you get here?"
"Hmm, let me think," Wen Wen pinched her chin, seemingly pondering, and quickly couldn't help but laugh, "from the moment you said that you didn't work your ass off your whole life to roll into this kind of thing..."
"Stop, please, I'm begging you!"
Ji Jue's body tensed, and even though he had just made those remarks himself, his toes couldn't help but unconsciously scratch at the floor, feeling like this crappy parking lot owed him a three-bedroom apartment.
"Thank you, big sis, for saving us from our plight!"
He coughed for a long time, finally climbing up from the ground, bowing with hands together: "Rest assured, whatever happened today, we brothers will definitely not speak a word of it and cause you any trouble.
Mountains don't turn, water turns, we'll meet again someday—"
Before he could finish, he grabbed Lu Feng, ready to make a run for it.
Sadly, he still couldn't escape.
An identification card unfurled before his face.
"Let me introduce myself, I am Wen Wen from the Cliff City Security Bureau, specifically the Northern Mountain District manager, which basically means I'm the beat cop of this area," she said, pressing down on their shoulders, warmly inviting:
"Let's find a place to have a chat, shall we?"
Half an hour later, the motorcycle and Ji Jue's little scooter were left abandoned on the side of the road.
Cliff City Night Market, bustling food stalls, people coming and going, all busy.
Thump!
A jar of iced beer and a mountain of skewers from the Eastern District landed in front of them.
"Here's to us—"
Wen Wen picked up her beer first, tipped her head back, and chugged, finishing it off in one go. Satisfied, she belched loudly and started nibbling on edamame.
No interrogation room, no promises of leniency for confessions, and no good cop, bad cop routine.
Stunned, Ji Jue and Lu Feng looked at each other.
"Um..." Ji Jue started to ask, "Didn't you say you were going to ask about..."
Before he could finish, a beer mug was shoved into his hands, they clinked glasses, and Wen Wen nonchalantly shook her head, "We're off work now, why rush to overtime? Drink up!"
Ji Jue hesitated.
At this point, he couldn't bring himself to admit that he couldn't drink at all!
In a daze, beer was swapped for red wine, and red wine for hard liquor. After knocking back who knows how many glasses, Ji Jue slumped on the table, only feeling that big sis's capacity for liquor was as unfathomable as her generosity.
Then, there was no after.
He had passed out.