There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 129 - 79 [Tiger] (5K)

Midnight, four o’clock.

Swoosh—

The truck drove on the highway.

"To the right... go right... almost there..."

The guide in the passenger seat directed the way.

In the back seat, Old Tian’s hand was resting on his neck.

Zhang Feng drove skillfully, noticing more and more vehicles on the road ahead, having reached the outskirts of the city.

There was a road sign at the intersection (Ahead - West Third Ring).

"I’ve never been here before."

Zhang Feng glanced back at Old Tian, who was constantly watching the guide, "Relax, you’re about to strangle him."

At this moment, Old Tian’s hand was completely covering the guide’s neck from behind.

The pressure of his hand was also gradually increasing.

The guide already felt uncomfortable but dared not speak.

"Haha!" Old Tian said, not intentionally, "We’re almost there. I’m a bit nervous."

Zhang Feng said nothing and kept driving.

"A little further... Stone Street..." the guide continued directing, "To... to... Stone... Street..."

As he spoke, perhaps due to being choked earlier, he became increasingly afraid with each word.

But besides that factor.

He also knew that once he reached the other side, even if the two drivers didn’t kill him, Brother Qi would kill ’the guide’ anyway.

So when he realized he was getting closer to death.

His voice grew smaller and smaller,

"A little... to the left... no no no... right, to the right..."

By the end, his voice was barely audible, and his underpants were slightly damp, but thankfully there were a few broken plastic bags and tattered woven bags covering the area around the seat.

As for his wet pants, they had long been wrapped with the bodies of the other two in large woven bags in the trunk.

Zhang Feng’s idea was that cleaning one is cleaning, cleaning two is also cleaning, so he might as well deal with all the corpses at once.

"Stop stammering." Old Tian heard the guide stuttering and patted his shoulder,

"You stretch one sentence into eight; can’t you think clearly before speaking?"

"Okay..." The guide shivered when tapped on the shoulder but spoke louder, "About... ten kilometers away."

"That’s more like it." Old Tian chuckled, preparing to chat with Zhang Feng.

But when his gaze turned to the silent Zhang Feng, his words stopped, and he began to ponder.

’This local brother is truly amazing! Not ordinarily amazing! He looks like a kind older brother, a driver, who would have thought he’d turn into a cold-blooded killer?

This kill-to-order thing isn’t just TV drama, is it? I’m thinking if there’s a camera filming nearby?’

Old Tian muttered internally, feeling that reality was too surreal.

It completely lacked any normal logic to explain it.

But then, Old Tian was shocked internally and completely denied it,

’Impossible! A normal person would never be like this! Even a normal killer wouldn’t be like this!

In my previous world, I dealt with some killers.

I know that no matter how cold-blooded a killer is, they can’t act so recklessly and without fear!

This is utterly indifferent, as if he has something to rely on or...’

He seemed to realize something,

’Yes! Or maybe he’s not from this world at all! That’s why he has no concerns!

Because I’m like that too!’

Old Tian thought this, feeling that everything seemed reasonable.

At this moment, he also turned his gaze to Zhang Feng, with a deeply exploring look.

Zhang Feng noticed Old Tian looking at him like that and glanced sideways at him before continuing to look ahead,

"Old Tian, I told you, we’re in the same boat."

[You discovered the second intruder]

Previously, when Old Tian suggested dealing with them on the roadside.

Zhang Feng first felt he was righteous, then felt that something was off.

Then, he saw this line of text.

And now.

In the car.

Zhang Feng also noticed Old Tian realizing something was off about him.

’Old Tian is really slow; he’s probably a novice in that Hall of Law.’

Zhang Feng drove while glancing at the pondering Old Tian with his peripheral vision,

’He’s even worse than the guy who would just open fire regardless if I was involved or not, shooting first, asking questions later.

Look at him now, putting on a thinker’s expression.

If I weren’t a decent person, I would’ve knocked him out with a steel pipe long ago.’

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Meanwhile, after brief contemplation, Old Tian seemed to understand something and rather oddly asked, "Brother Zhang, with such decisiveness, you should be quite famous in the Hall of Law, right?

But I’ve never heard of a ’middle-aged master.’

Could it be?"

He asked even more curiously, "Are you from another Hall of Law?"

"Yes." Zhang Feng didn’t know what other Halls of Law existed, so he casually replied, "I’m from the Hall of Law."

’Of Law,’ which also means ’Youfa,’ Zhang Youfa.

Zhang Feng liked the name of the ’foster father’ from the baby world, and also found the explanation ’all things have law’ by his master quite fitting, so he decided to use it.

It’s better than making up something like a ’Text Hall,’ which sounds too ordinary.

Not as impressive as ’spacetime.’

"Of Law?" Old Tian believed him and praised, "What a cool name! And you’re also the first ’other hall’ person I’ve met.

Or rather, in our, the reincarnators’ information, the first outsider of a Hall."

"Well, now you have." Zhang Feng turned onto Stone Street, "You’ve asked me, so I’ll ask you something too.

Your Brother Qi, is he also a part of some mission or something?"

’What’s all this?’ The guide beside them listened to the two speak of halls and reincarnators, feeling like they were part of some secret assassin organization.

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