Rustle...
The bodies of the brothers were gathered.
No one cared about the bodies of Little Tiger and the others.
Everyone cleaned up after the battle.
Zhang Feng sat in the car, reflecting on his first experience with a gunfight while watching the cleanup crew, noticing they showed no sadness.
Indeed, everyone lived for today with no tomorrow, who had time to grieve for outsiders?
It was all about taking the money and doing your own job.
"Brother Dahang! Take care!" But at this moment, some well-connected individuals silently mourned their brothers.
After glancing around, Zhang Feng occasionally noticed people looking at him, then glancing at the steel bars on the nearby car.
Some were happy, others sad.
"Brother Feng is invincible!"
At this moment, a crew-cut guy was tidying up the bodies while telling everyone about Zhang Feng single-handedly killing 'four masters'.
This made more people look at Zhang Feng with respect and curiosity.
These people weren't very saddened by their brothers' deaths, at most feeling a chill at the loss and low spirits.
But hearing about a fierce leader made them quite happy.
Because this increased their chances of survival, allowing them to earn more money and enjoy more blessings.
Some even went to the repair shop for a look, but afterwards, their gazes towards Zhang Feng contained not just respect but also fear.
"This Brother Feng doesn't seem human..." He was a bit scared, fearful of Zhang Feng's superhuman strength.
After a while.
"Brother King Snake, Brother Feng, it's all cleaned up."
After the brothers' bodies were tidied, a few gunmen came over to report.
One gunman, as a representative, stepped forward to offer Zhang Feng a cigarette.
Zhang Feng nodded, then looked towards King Snake, who was checking the guns in the back seat, "Brother King Snake, heading back?"
King Snake looked up, said nothing, but opened the car door and spoke to the slowly gathering crowd:
"Feng! My good brother!"
King Snake smiled, "Call out!"
"Brother Feng!"
"Brother Feng Feng!"
They raised their guns, dragging the bullet-ridden bodies of their brothers, shouting Zhang Feng's name excitedly.
...
On the way back.
This time, Zhang Feng sat in the same car as King Snake.
King Snake was in the back seat.
Zhang Feng was in the middle seat.
The driver was Shun'er, and the front passenger was Ah Long.
Crew-cut wasn't in this car.
Now, Zhang Feng was a true confidant.
At the same time.
As the car jolted along.
King Snake was deep in thought, looking at Zhang Feng sitting steadily in front.
'With these skills, running goods is such a waste...'
King Snake rubbed his chin, thinking it was a waste to have Zhang Feng running goods.
"Feng, take a few days off at home."
He thought for a moment and patted the seat in front, "Relax, enjoy the city. Don't worry about running goods, I'll find you a better job.
Or see if there's anything you'd like to do on my side."
"Alright." Zhang Feng nodded, then said, "If you can't find anyone suitable for the border situation soon, Brother King Snake, just call me. I've run it before anyway.
Staying home is just staying home."
"Good brother!" King Snake praised warmly, regretting not having gotten to know Zhang Feng, this 'sincere good brother', sooner.
...
The next afternoon.
Everyone returned to the city.
Brother King Snake had things to handle, so he led his people to go work.
Zhang Feng noticed he wasn't called, so he didn't follow.
An hour later.
Back in the rental area.
Zhang Feng saw no one was following him, so he walked into a small alley, pulled out a red brick from a damaged part of the wall.
Looking again at the damaged wall area.
Zhang Feng dug in the cracks and pulled out a new phone card wrapped in plastic, inserting it into his phone.
He edited a coded message.
(Captain, there's progress to report, we need to meet, and there's also some information on Little Tiger)
Little Tiger, who was on the city's most wanted list.
But now he's dead.
Zhang Feng planned to meet the captain to discuss this in detail and decide whether to have the border investigation 'accidentally' discover the body after a few days, and claim credit, or what.
After all, with his special position now, even if he claimed credit, it could only be with a brother unit 'claiming' it on his behalf, or directly recognized.
This was also to build connections with the narcotics bureau and himself.
You never know, someday their debt of gratitude could outweigh a single Little Tiger's worth.
Of course, the premise was that during these ten days of waiting, Little Tiger and the others' bodies should not be dragged away by wild animals.
However, the front door was closed before leaving, so it should be fine.
At most, they'd just decay beyond recognition.
Zhang Feng thought to himself.
About ten minutes later.
The captain replied:
(I heard from old Oilhead that you've infiltrated King Snake's group, that's a major development! Little Tiger, why did you mention him? Do you need his information? I'll look for his files, meet at the corner of Yanhe Road at 8:00 tonight)
Zhang Feng saw the message and was about to reply, when another number on his phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
Zhang Feng paused for a few seconds, choosing to answer first.
"Feng." Came King Snake's voice from the other side, "Just now, I and Shun and the guys found three people to take over your delivery job.
They're on their way now.
They should arrive around six or seven.
For now, come to the North of the city, let's have a chat, you and me.
Later tonight, you can meet these three guys, then work hard for a few days, taking them on a couple of runs.
From then on, they'll take over your jobs."
'Feed', is the local slang.
It also means: The horse grows strong by night grazing.
"Let King Snake handle it." Zhang Feng responded and hung up the phone.
Then he edited another message and sent it to the captain.
(I've got a situation, King Snake is calling me to handle some stuff for a few days. I'm safe right now, no need to worry, don't bother looking for Little Tiger's info or replying. I threw away the SIM card.)
He tore out the phone card.
Zhang Feng's fingers rubbed, the strong force crumpling the plastic card into a ball.
...
Afternoon, five o'clock.
Beside the dirt road in the suburbs.
There's a small farmhouse here.
Shun'er was smoking at the door, King Snake was drinking at the gate.
Still the wine he smuggled last time.
One glance by Zhang Feng, and he knew the stuff King Snake smuggled was genuine.
Otherwise, he wouldn't dare flaunt the law.
"Brother Feng!" Shun'er greeted Zhang Feng.
King Snake waved his hand, signaling Shun'er to go inside.
Zhang Feng didn't know what King Snake wanted to talk about, even dismissing Shun'er.
But regardless, Zhang Feng sat opposite King Snake.
"Try it." King Snake smiled, pouring Zhang Feng a glass of wine, "This is from the last shipment you ran."
"Me?" Zhang Feng glanced at the bottle, "Didn't notice. If I knew I was moving wine, I would've driven slower last time."
"You've never looked at the goods we run?" King Snake and Zhang Feng clinked glasses, still smiling, "Shun'er doesn't handle these things, ignorance is one thing.
If it's not his business, we don't burden him, so I made him leave for this conversation.
But you haul cargo daily, never checked?
What if the locals trick us? What if they mix in weeds, poisonous plants?
Kill the horses, how do we earn?"
"Sometimes I check." Zhang Feng half-truth responded, "Sometimes worried the local brothers might overlook things, I double-check.
Generally, if nothing looks off, I don't open the boxes.
This is also what you stipulated a year ago, King Snake, no checking, no asking, just focus on delivery."
"Rules are rules, but inspections should still be done." King Snake sat on the rocking chair, nodding in satisfaction, thinking Zhang Feng truly embodies 'loyalty'.
He not only listens to the boss but handles things steadily, not stubbornly.
Thus, he said more comfortably, "But now you're the big brother, when you lead the newcomers in a few days, teach them well.
Check what needs checking, work on what needs working.
They're not you, not as steady, I'm afraid they'll mess things up."
Because these three are just ordinary border runners, encounter something major, I'm afraid they won't hold."
Border runners, people making fast money at the borders.
It's like having one foot in the dark side, one foot still hesitating.
Compared to drug dealers and desperados, they are genuinely kind-hearted, innocently lovable.
"Hmm, I'll guide them." Zhang Feng nodded, then noticed text cues.
[Hunt Mission: Old Lynx]
[Reward: In this world and all future adventure worlds, strengthen selected limits +1, the maximum limit becomes 21 times]
A good mission!
Zhang Feng spotted it at once, then looked towards King Snake,
"King Snake, do you know the Old Lynx?"
Old Lynx, Zhang Feng didn't even know who it was.
Didn't know if it was a person or some animal in the mountains.
Or if it had any relation to 'training newcomers' this time.
Zhang Feng really couldn't connect it.
"Old Lynx?" King Snake seemed to have heard of it, curiously asking Zhang Feng, "What are you inquiring about this person?"
'It's a person?' Zhang Feng confirmed first, then asked, "No big deal, just heard about them from someone, so I'm asking, mainly curious."
"Oh... curious, huh." King Snake had no doubts, but since a brother was asking, he chose to continue, "He's a casino owner in our city.
But basically not in the city.
But coincidentally, you'll pass by the town he's in on this delivery route.
He has a quarry over there."
King Snake set the wine down, intently watching Zhang Feng's eyes,
"You say you're curious about him? I don't believe.
What, some grudge with him? I'll tell you, this guy's a bit hard to mess with."
He said this, then suddenly chuckled and clinked glasses with Zhang Feng,
"Our Brother Feng is even harder to mess with."
...
At night.
King Snake and Shun'er left first.
Zhang Feng sat alone at the farmhouse entrance.
About six-thirty.
Beep beep...
A car drove from afar, an SUV capable of hauling goods.
Zhang Feng recognized it, his old partner from the past year.
Parked in front of the farmhouse.
Three people got out of the car.
All looked aged around twenty.
"Brother Feng?"
"Hello Brother Feng..."
At the same time, the way they looked at Zhang Feng carried fear.
Because they knew, they were running goods for a group of drug dealers now.
What drug dealers are like, goes without saying.
Especially as they borrowed the car's headlights to see Zhang Feng's appearance, with stubble, wild long hair, dirty rain boots, an old battered jacket.
He looked like a seasoned killer!
"Know the route?" Zhang Feng still didn't realize that in the eyes of others now, his aura was already similar to the old-timers he once knew.
On the contrary, Zhang Feng felt quite amicable.
"Know... know..."
The three of them immediately took out a map hearing Zhang Feng's question,
"Memorized it!"
"We three brothers have run through the mountains before..."
They quickly responded.
"Hmm." Zhang Feng first got into the car, sitting in the passenger seat of the delivery SUV, then looked at the three still standing, "What are you waiting for? Drive, let's go."
"Okay okay okay..." They nervously scrambled into the car.