Chapter 39 I'm here to kill (seeking further reading!)(1/2)
Woof woof!
The stray dog appeared again.
It wagged its tail and rushed to Chen Lun's feet.
"You haven't left yet? Just in time, I need your help with something."
He stroked the dog's head.
Then the fingers moved slightly, and a faint light appeared on the fingertips.
The mouth opened slightly and howled out a loud meow.
Meow!
Meow!!
Responses came from all directions.
Then countless green eyes appeared in the darkness.
Connie and Floy were startled.
There were thirty or forty stray cats of various colors surrounding him.
"They will escort you back, don't worry."
Chen Lun turned to look at the two girls.
"Ah...this, is this all true?"
Connie was stunned at first, and then felt dizzy.
Tonight is truly like a dream.
Encountered danger and experienced rescue, witnessed dangerous battles, and at this time, I was surrounded by so many kittens and went home!
Woof!
The stray dog was like a big brother, leading the other cats to wander around Floy and Connie's feet.
It seems to be saying, brother, don't worry, as long as we are here, there will never be any perverted dogs coming to harass them!
"Be careful."
Floy said softly.
Chen Lun nodded and gave him a reassuring look.
I just don’t know if Floy can understand it...
Then Floy took Connie and left with the cats and dogs.
Seeing them disappear from sight, Chen Lun bent down and picked up a trumpet gun on the ground.
[Blast Fire-Homemade Fire Gun]
Item description: The craftsmen made their own gunpowder flintlock gun, using rough craftsmanship and unique ideas to create this weapon.
The expanded muzzle makes it powerfully lethal at close range, and there is no limit on ammunition.
A handful of broken iron sand will blast a person into slag!
Of course, its minor drawbacks are that it is not very stable, easy to explode, and a bit labor-intensive...
After Chen Lun read the description, he couldn't help but think of the iron fist gloves.
"Crazy Hand...isn't it just for use with this thing?"
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was.
At the same time, I also admire the craftsmen who made these two things.
This is a crazy idea...
He turned around and glanced at the "Water Beach" sign beside the stairs and walked straight down.
When he actually entered the waterfront, his first impression of the place was that it was dirty and smelly!
A stench hit my nose directly.
Chen Lun frowned slightly and quickened his pace.
We passed many bungalows along the way, most of them dilapidated.
Because the lantern holders will not come here to light the lamps, these residents will hang a simple lantern at the door of their house.
It's like a candle cladding a fish tank.
The faint light shines across the embankment corridor, facing the huge and spacious "sewage moat". Not far away is a lantern sign, and the four words "Flower and Bird Tavern" can be vaguely seen.
Not long after, Chen Lun came to the door of the tavern and opened the door directly.
Bang!
The noise and the heat hit us.
It was filled with excitement and excitement inside.
It is completely opposite to the dead silence and coldness outside, like two worlds.
A group of drunken drinkers glanced at him and ignored him, continuing to indulge in the joy of gambling and teasing the maids.
"Hey, handsome boy, what do you want to play?"
The beautifully dressed boss lady came over and asked with a flattering smile.
There was a hint of caution in her eyes.
Although the black-haired young man was dressed in rags, his appearance and temperament were obviously incompatible with the environment here. Coupled with the coldness radiating from his body at this time, people could not help but feel a little scared.
"Ma'am, is this where the Iron Fist Gang's stronghold is?"
Chen Lun said politely and softly.
The tavern owner's wife came closer, and the smell of her inferior perfume was a bit pungent, making him just want to sneeze.
"This... sir? Are you in the wrong place?"
The landlady denied it flatly and showed a forced smile.
She had a strong feeling in her heart that this man was definitely looking for trouble!
A police officer from the Sheriff's Department? Or a guy from another gang?
Chen Lun smiled at her, pushed her away and walked straight in.
He already got the answer from this woman's performance.
"Sir? Sir! Where are you going!?"
The landlady suddenly panicked. She felt she couldn't stop the man, so she ran back to the counter.
He took out an old-fashioned walkie-talkie from the drawer below and prepared to inform the Iron Fist Gang members in the inner courtyard.
Squeak!
At this time, several big black mice came out and bit her palm.
"Ah! Damn it!"
The landlady was startled and dropped the walkie-talkie to the ground in pain.
Then the mice immediately picked it up, like carrying a coffin, and fled quickly.
"??"
The landlady was stunned.
"The rat...the rat stole my walkie-talkie!?"
Chen Lun roughly pushed away the bartender and the maid who were blocking his way, causing an outpouring of anger and exclamation.
"Brat!"
A sloppy drunkard who looked like he hadn't bathed in decades stared with his eyes stretched out and wanted to grab Chen Lun's collar and teach him a lesson.
But a flintlock gun was pressed directly to his head.
"Sir? If you want to die, I can help you."
Chen Lun smiled.
"Yes...I'm sorry!"
The drunkard suddenly sweated to the heel. The hand he originally raised retreated to his chest, and he slowly backed away with an ugly smile.
"ah--!!"
Screams sounded.
When the maid in the shop saw this scene, she was so frightened that she hid. The other drinkers also got up and left in a hurry, making a lot of noise.
Chen Lun ignored them and continued walking inside.
To be continued...