There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 128 - 78 ’A Fellow Traveler’ (5.4)_3

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That night.

After visiting a few stores and loading all the returned appliances into the car.

Zhang Feng drove, heading back with Old Tian.

Until 11 p.m.

Rural road.

Zhang Feng was still driving.

"Pretty quiet."

At this moment, Old Tian was sitting in the passenger seat with a few DVD discs in his hand, "Since Xiaolin left, it’s not as lively on the road."

"On the delivery trips, it was only you two talking." Zhang Feng looked ahead, "Now with one chatterbox less, it’s indeed much quieter."

"Idleness is idleness." Old Tian yawned, "Brother, why not just park here?"

Here, it was only a hundred-some miles from where they picked up Old Tian.

Zhang Feng thought he wanted to get off here, so he stopped the car too,

"This desolate wilderness, why would you get off here?"

"I didn’t say to get off." Old Tian shook his head when he heard Zhang Feng’s misunderstanding, "I’ve heard there are a lot of car thieves ahead, even if we park in the service area, there are fuel thieves who could siphon your gas tank.

We might as well camp in this wilderness.

Ordinary fuel thieves wouldn’t think about robbing on the roadside."

"True." Zhang Feng didn’t expect Old Tian to know the ropes, "However, some people don’t steal from crowded places but rather hit the roadside."

"Then there’s nothing to do." Old Tian sighed helplessly, "When you’re out, if someone is determined to steal from you, you have to defend.

Even if you sleep on the fuel tank, they would force you down with a knife to rob directly."

"That really can’t be helped." Zhang Feng reclined the chair a bit, "You sleep in the back, I noticed you didn’t sleep well yesterday and you’ve been dozing off several times today."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang!" Old Tian also knew that Brother Zhang was sincere, so he didn’t say much and laid comfortably in the back.

Zhang Feng shook his head, leaned back in the seat, and fell asleep too.

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Whoosh—

Indeterminate time later.

Zhang Feng suddenly heard sounds coming from outside the car.

’There’s someone around my car.’

Zhang Feng opened his eyes, just about to get up and check through the rearview mirror when.

"Brother Zhang." Old Tian also woke up suddenly, quickly extended his hand, making a ’hush’ gesture.

Then he lowered his voice, "There’s someone at the back of the car."

"Hmm." Zhang Feng nodded, then, under Old Tian’s surprised gaze, directly opened the car door.

Click—

Zhang Feng jumped to the ground, looking towards the back of the vehicle. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Currently, three people were stealing fuel, and a license plate-less van was parked nearby.

At the same time, with Zhang Feng’s footsteps landing.

Old Tian followed closely behind.

The three fuel thieves were startled, then stopped their actions and looked at Zhang Feng at the car door.

"Two paths for you!" One of the fuel thieves, seeing the two drivers awake, wasn’t scared but instead picked up a steel pipe from the fuel can, viciously said, "One, go back yourself!

Two, if you end up missing arms and legs, don’t blame us for not warning you!"

"There are two options?" Zhang Feng also raised his hand and pulled out a steel pipe from behind the seat, "Then I also have two options for you.

One, return the fuel to me, and then turn yourselves in.

Two..."

Zhang Feng flexed his wrists, "Each of you leaves two arms, and we’re even."

’What the hell!’ Old Tian, who just got out of the car, was taken aback by such assertive words, temporarily held Zhang Feng in higher regard.

Even if Zhang Feng were beaten down later, he felt that Zhang Feng was impressive.

"Brother, maybe step back a bit." Old Tian thought, but wouldn’t really let his kind brother get beaten.

So he stepped forward, using some martial arts moves, swiftly took down the three fuel thieves.

One of the big men was even hit so hard by Old Tian he stood wobbling, not stable.

Zhang Feng just held the steel pipe aside, gauging Old Tian’s constitution should be around 29.

Though his martial arts weren’t as skilled as a drug dealer, his constitution surpassed them.

Meanwhile.

After Old Tian took down the three fuel thieves, he asked, "Though I will take you to the station, who is Brother Qi before that? Talk."

’Brother Qi?’ Zhang Feng looked at Old Tian, surprised that Old Tian seemed familiar with these people.

Or perhaps, when Old Tian mentioned looking for someone earlier, it was them?

"You know Brother Qi too..." at this moment, one fuel thief spoke up, somewhat fearful and tentatively said: "We’re following Brother Qi, who are you with?"

"Damn! Who cares who!" Another young man glared fiercely at Zhang Feng and Old Tian, "Take us to the station?"

He looked at Zhang Feng’s license plate,

"I memorized your license plate number! When I get out, I’ll make sure to get you!"

"You two better let us go." The dazed burly man glared at Zhang Feng and Old Tian, "Otherwise, think about the consequences yourselves, and think of your families."

The burly man then looked at Zhang Feng, "Old man, do you have daughters or kids? It’s okay if you don’t tell me, I know your plate number, we’ll find out ourselves then."

As he finished saying this, Zhang Feng looked at him and walked towards him, holding the steel pipe.

"Kill us? Also threatening us?" Old Tian chuckled, "Originally, I wanted to find out where Brother Qi was and then take you to the officer because I thought you didn’t deserve death.

Afraid my brother would say I’m inhumane, I’m actually a good person.

But now thinking about it, it’s you who seem ungrateful."

Saying this, Old Tian smiled at Zhang Feng walking over, "Brother, why don’t you drive back first.

I still have some business to handle.

After I’m done, I’ll find you for a drink."

’He plans to kill these people?’ Zhang Feng didn’t expect Old Tian to be so loyal, to block trouble for him, so daring, he said, "Together."

"Brother Zhang, do you know what I intend to do?" Old Tian looked seriously at Zhang Feng for the first time, "I am different from you; it’s better for you not to get involved."

Zhang Feng didn’t speak but suddenly swung the steel pipe in front of several fuel thieves, smashing it hard against the temple of the strong man!

With a faint crunching sound, the side of his head caved in, his eyes filled with blood, and he collapsed straightly on the ground.

"He dares to kill..."

"Lao San is dead..." The remaining two fuel thieves were dumbfounded.

’What the hell?’ Old Tian also didn’t expect this seemingly honest brother to be so decisive, killing just like that, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Old Tian, now you and I are on the same path."

Zhang Feng calmly retracted the steel pipe and looked at the dumbfounded Old Tian, "So, no more nonsense, let’s get things done."

Zhang Feng said this, looking at the two stunned fuel thieves, "Tell me, where is Brother Qi?"

"I... I..." The young man who had mouthed off earlier trembled, unable to say a word.

Thud!

Zhang Feng swung again, breaking his neck, and then looked at the last man, whose pants were already wet, "Where."

"West...West Loop..." he was mentally absent, "I know his fuel depot..."

"Good." Zhang Feng looked at the thoroughly stunned Old Tian, "We’ve asked them, now it’s just about dealing with it."

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