There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 133 - 80 Returning and Cultivating the Heart (5.3K)_2

Chapter 133: Chapter 80 Returning and Cultivating the Heart (5.3K)_2

But it was precisely when Old Tian left that Zhang Feng suddenly understood why the text would consider ’killing’ as a completion.

Because these reincarnators completed their tasks and left, without any time to stay.

Then, to a large extent, within a few days, other reincarnators would also essentially complete their tasks.

In these few days, in such a huge world, it was indeed difficult to find someone.

And after cleaning up the scene.

Zhang Feng also saw the information about the juice gradually emerging.

[Gentle Watermelon Juice: Normal, Epic]

[Effect 1: Unbind]

[Effect 2: Shelf life 3 hours]

[Effect 3: After consumption, Constitution +1.9, Bone +0.1, Martial Arts +0.1]

[Effect 4: Copied]

[Effect 5: Happiness doubled]

...

The next day, at midnight.

He City, Suburbs.

The round face, who was killed by Zhang Feng by running him over, was now riding a stolen motorcycle, arriving here.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The round face stopped the motorcycle and stretched his neck.

This was the place where he was run over by Zhang Feng with a truck.

At the same time.

After arriving here, he started walking back and forth as if he was using some Secret Technique.

After walking for a while.

He felt more and more strange and finally cursed under his breath:

"Fuck! Where did my gun go? Why can’t the hall find it?"

The hall has a feature for searching items.

As long as you spend some task points, any items belonging to the reincarnator within a two-hundred-meter radius can be sensed and found.

But despite searching for a long time today, it was to no avail.

’Could it be the wrong area?’

Now the round face also felt something was off, even suspecting if he had come to the wrong place,

’I remember there were a few trees before I got off.’

He once again assessed the front and estimated the distance, feeling he was indeed not mistaken.

Furthermore, his head was clear, not frightened by the memory confusion of death.

Because right now he remembers Zhang Feng’s license plate number very clearly.

"Fuck the indigenous!"

But precisely thinking of that truck driver, and the incident of the Legendary item being destroyed.

A nameless fire of anger rose in his heart.

This anger even made him give up this task.

Or rather, the reward for the task was not as valuable as his ’gun’.

Now he came back, first to get revenge, second, mainly to retrieve his gun.

Otherwise, if he lost resurrection and the item too.

Then he would truly suffer a great loss.

’I had hardly strengthened my body; I spent all my savings on buying guns!’

Now he’s very anxious, very angry.

Then expanded the surrounding search range.

After searching for ten minutes like this, he mounted the motorcycle again,

’It must be that native who took my gun!’

I don’t know why he’d take my gun?

To these natives, even if they got it, my gun would be just a mere toy, at most a piece of iron in their eyes.

If he pulls the trigger, he won’t fire a single bullet!

Isn’t he afraid of being checked by the police if he’s holding my gun?’

Vroom vroom—

With grudges, the round face started the motorcycle again, ready to expand the search range further.

If he really couldn’t find it.

He planned to go to the city ahead the next day, looking into logistics and such places.

Zhang Feng’s vehicle is a truck.

He wanted to inquire and find out which company’s driver it was.

’Search!’

He started looking for the gun along the road, hoping the native might have thrown the gun aside on the road if they found it useless.

But while he was searching for the gun.

Whoosh—

In the distance, Zhang Feng was driving back.

And on his way back, Zhang Feng also took a detour, handled a few bodies in the car, so he returned a bit later.

And this time.

The round face saw the truck’s lights ahead.

Taking advantage of the lights, Zhang Feng also saw the round face coming from the opposite direction.

At this moment.

Vroom!

’Didn’t expect him to revive too.’

Zhang Feng didn’t even think, immediately stepping on the gas pedal.

"Fuck you, native!" The round face saw a familiar scene and relied on relatively decent driving skills to barely scrape past the truck.

Whoosh—

A brief confrontation.

Zhang Feng turned around in the front again.

The round face was riding a motorcycle, and it was more agile, quickly coming to the truck’s side, drawing a machete from beside the seat, and swinging it towards the driver’s seat.

Clang—

A shallow spark, the truck’s paint got scraped off a bit.

Wailing~

The round face turned the motorcycle around again, looking at the truck that hadn’t turned well yet.

’Sure can’t beat the motorcycle.’ Zhang Feng knew this wasn’t going well, but he wasn’t very panicked either.

Because, had it been a few days ago, with poor constitution and few meridians.

Zhang Feng wouldn’t want to confront the round face.

But now he seemed to have no gun, only a broken knife, yet dared to find him.

Zhang Feng leaned out the window, saying, "Didn’t expect you to be alive? But this time, you’re out of luck."

"Fuck you, native!" the round face got angry hearing these words, immediately dismounting to rush Zhang Feng, intending to pull him out of the vehicle to kill him and vent his anger.

However, after running two steps, he suddenly calmed down a little.

’Why isn’t he panicking seeing me resurrect?

Could it be he is also a reincarnator?

Impossible!

If he were a reincarnator, why did the hall indicate a native?’

He thought, and seeing Zhang Feng not running away, but instead grabbing a steel pipe and getting off the vehicle,

Whoosh—

He spun around to leave.

Because he felt that this person was definitely not right!

But he hadn’t run two steps yet.

Zhang Feng quickly caught up.

He heard the footsteps behind him, knowing he couldn’t outrun, so he turned around wanting to face the enemy.

But in the next second.

Whoosh—

The steel pipe came down with a gust of wind.

He had just raised his knife to block.

’Thunk’ the steel pipe changed direction in mid-air, landing on his head.

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