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Chapter 74: Then Why Don't You Die for Him?
"You still haven't told me, did you really want to report me just now?"
The deal was set.
But the person on the other end was still suppressing their emotions, asking.
Yu Sheng was perplexed, "No."
A sigh of relief came from the other end of the phone.
"Right now, your dealings in the black market are in a gray area, not yet illegal."
"But at this rate, in three years, it should be enough to report."
"It could make a fortune."
"You need to push harder!"
Finally, Yu Sheng was earnestly cheering on the person at the other end of the phone.
"You still want to report me, don’t you?"
"Tell me, how can I make you give up this idea?"
The person asked through gritted teeth.
"We can make a deal." Yu Sheng’s eyes sparkled.
...
A busy signal sounded.
Clearly, the call had been hung up.
Yu Sheng sighed helplessly, clearly disappointed that the deal had not been struck, but he quickly regained his composure.
A message notification lit up.
Just two words.
"Location."
Clearly, the person hadn’t fully calmed down yet.
Yu Sheng sent over the coordinates, looked around, and walked towards the distance.
Zhao Zicheng was baffled.
"Where are you going?"
"Aren’t we waiting for the car here?"
He was somewhat bewildered.
Yu Sheng thought for a moment and said, "If there's a chance, he might kill me."
With that, Yu Sheng led Zhao Zicheng a good distance away and found a corner to sit down.
Ensuring they could hide themselves while still observing the designated location.
About an hour later.
Accompanied by the roaring of an engine, an exaggeratedly designed, fierce-looking off-road vehicle sped in and came to a steady stop.
From a distance, it even resembled a beast baring its fangs.
The two headlights looked like crimson eyes.
Slightly ferocious.
Even the shell of the vehicle was a special model, able to withstand attacks from newly transformed demon beasts in the wild, no problem at all.
A person got out of the vehicle.
Dressed ordinarily, they looked around, somewhat puzzled.
It seemed they were searching for Yu Sheng.
Finally, they pulled out a phone, dialed a number, hung up quickly after, and then cast an astonished glance at the antique car before leaving.
From a hiding spot in the distance, Zhao Zicheng felt a pang in his heart for a moment.
Even the owner of the 'Tiger XS' was shocked by their own car?
Yu Sheng's phone rang.
"I have no need to kill you."
"At least for now, we are allies."
"Even in the future, we could be the best of allies."
"After all, you still owe me a piece of information."
His tone seemed calmer, no nonsense, just stated the facts and hung up the phone.
Yu Sheng remained seated, unmoved.
Zhao Zicheng was puzzled, "Why are you afraid he might kill you? Your conversation seemed... um... quite friendly."
"Maybe because... I killed his wife?" Yu Sheng pondered a moment before responding.
He got up and walked toward the car.
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"Oh, I thought it was something serious... wait, you killed his wife and you still dare to ask him for the car?"
"Damn it, get back here now."
"There must be an ambush around; I don't want to die yet."
Zhao Zicheng quickly retreated, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, trying to spot any enemies hidden in the dark.
"It won't be."
"He knows I'm not easy to kill."
Yu Sheng explained briefly, "If he really wanted to kill me, he would do it openly."
"This person... is very proud."
Yu Sheng gave a fair assessment.
In Sin City, this guy's style was quite unique; he would even send a notice before killing someone.
And he hardly ever missed his mark.
Well, almost never.
Because... he had once sent a notice to Yu Sheng himself, and then his wife had died.
Although that wife was just someone picked up randomly in Sin City.
But it was still a slap in his face.
Standing in front of the car, Yu Sheng did not rush to drive away, instead, he carefully inspected it, even crawling underneath.
"You said he's a proud man, right?"
"No need to look anymore."
Zhao Zicheng had left the city just two hours earlier, filled with ambition, yet his emotions had already undergone countless upheavals.
A few seconds later, Yu Sheng emerged from under the car, holding a small instrument in his hand, which was blinking red.
He gave Zhao Zicheng a peculiar look and said, "He's proud, but he's not foolish."
With that, Yu Sheng opened the passenger door and sat down, signaling Zhao Zicheng with his eyes.
"Such a fine car, and you're not driving it yourself?"
In that moment, Zhao Zicheng was overwhelmed with emotion, deeply touched.
What man doesn't dream of gripping the steering wheel of a luxury car, stepping on the accelerator, and hearing the sexy purr of the engine? Yet, Yu Sheng was giving him this chance.
Truly, a great brother.
With reverence, Zhao Zicheng took his place in the driver's seat, gently caressing the steering wheel and turning the key.
"If you get caught without a driver's license, the fine is $2000," Yu Sheng commented, leaning back on the demon-leather seat.
...
Zhao Zicheng stiffened for a moment: "Brother, I don't have one either."
He felt like crying but had no tears.
Yu Sheng nodded, "I know."
...
If there's one thing to be said about Zhao Zicheng, it's that he has a strong heart.
He can always quickly adjust his inner turmoil and turn himself cheerful again.
"Roar!"
"Let's go!"
"Dream, here I come!"
Carrying his dreams, he set sail once again.
Above him, there was still no hint of gloom in the air.
Perhaps this was also why Yu Sheng was willing to accompany him.
...
"This is the whole story!"
"I myself was severely injured and barely escaped with my life."
The God-Servant of Baichun spoke with a somewhat pale face, coughing twice and speaking into the phone.
His voice was noticeably weak.
Yet his gaze remained as calm and cold as ever.
"Do you know he's my brother?"
An enchanting, playful voice came through the phone, its tone alone enough to stir one's blood.
The young man swallowed hard, his nervousness apparent: "I... I know."
"So why... didn't you die for him?"
"Hehe."
A coquettish laugh followed, the voice still enchanting but now tinged with a bone-chilling coldness.