80: Chapter 80 Rescuing a Dog That Wears Leather Shoes and Is Afraid of Getting Muddy

In the earpiece, Su Xiaonuan's voice was rapid.

"Additionally, intercepted communications show that their mission this time is a bit... brain-dead."

Lin Yuan lit a cigarette.

The flame flared for a moment.

"Continue."

"Rescue a municipal official, Director Li Wenhui."

Su Xiaonuan paused.

"The official channel says that Director Li Wenhui has a firm work style, is an excellent leader, and must be evacuated first."

"Captain Han Xue's squad originally had eight members, four have already been killed in action, and the youngest was only twenty-three."

"The reason is that Director Li Wenhui demanded over the channel that they take the safe in his office first."

Smoke and words were exhaled simultaneously from Lin Yuan's lips: "What is in the safe?"

Su Xiaonuan continued.

"In the communication, when Old Zhou was shot and requested emergency evacuation, Director Li Wenhui said the safe contained 'important documents'."

"Later, Little Li discovered that it was filled with gold bars and two bottles of vintage Moutai."

Lin Yuan tossed the cigarette butt and crushed it under his foot.

"A loyal squad, risking their lives to enter the fallen zone."

"Just to retrieve a dog that wears leather shoes and fears mud."

Jiang Xiaowan stood nearby, draped in his black trench coat.

The trench coat was too big, the cuffs hanging down to her fingertips.

She lowered her head and smelled the scent of tobacco on the collar, along with a hint of blood.

Her previously trembling hands slowly steadied.

"Give me one."

Lin Yuan glanced at her and tossed the cigarette case over.

Jiang Xiaowan pulled one out and bit it between her lips.

She usually smoked ladies' cigarettes.

She had just taken a drag of this Zhonghua cigarette when she choked and doubled over coughing.

Tang Qiqi poked her head out.

"The young lady failed at posturing, minus one point."

Jiang Xiaowan's eyes were red from coughing, but she still clamped the cigarette between her fingers.

She moved closer to Lin Yuan, lowering her voice.

"Fatty Wang is just a dog that bites people at random."

"The one who really wants to kill me in the chaos is Director Li Wenhui."

Lin Yuan's hand holding the cigarette paused.

"Do you have proof?"

Jiang Xiaowan looked up.

"Things like tire spikes, in the Dragon Kingdom, aren't something you can get just by having money."

"The external power at Jinjiang No. 1 was cut, the surveillance blind spots were marked in advance, and my bodyguard's route was leaked."

As she said this, ash fell on her fingertips, but she acted as if she didn't feel it, only moving the cigarette away slowly once her skin was scalded red.

"Only personnel with high-level clearance can do these things."

Lin Yuan saw her forearm trembling.

It wasn't from the cold, but from lingering fear.

"Take me to the warehouse."

Jiang Xiaowan nodded.

As she turned, the hem of the trench coat swept across her calves.

The bloodstains on her scraped skin gave her a broken kind of beauty.

The group walked through the sales center.

Several property owners were hiding by the roadside.

They watched Fatty Wang, who was being dragged by Qin Yumo, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, and immediately shrank back into the corner.

"Who is this man? Has Miss Jiang also been taken by him?"

"Fatty Wang is finished, then what about Director Li..."

There weren't many zombies in Jinjiang No. 1.

Before the rebellion, this group of people had already cleared them out in a team.

They could kill zombies, but they didn't dare to look at Lin Yuan.

Jiang Xiaowan led Lin Yuan and his group into her villa.

She paused for half a second when she passed the corpse of a bodyguard.

A few days ago, this person was still following her to Cloud Top Palace, pinning Zhou Zihao onto the hood of a car.

Now, only half of his face remained pressed against the floor tiles.

There was a rockery in the backyard.

Jiang Xiaowan pressed her fingerprint on the side of the rockery and entered three sets of passwords.

Click.

The stone wall slid inward.

A temperature-controlled basement passage was revealed.

The lights turned on.

In the thousands of square meters of the basement, rows of shelves were lined up one after another.

Just the row of medical freezers along the wall was enough to keep a small hospital running for half a month.

The baby formula stacked in the corner could trade for a life on the black market in the late apocalypse.

There were also quite a few high-calorie military rations.

Jiang Xiaowan finally regained some confidence.

She pulled together her slipping trench coat, revealing her shoulder line.

"I didn't look for you to buy supplies before because I hadn't stockpiled any."

"I just wanted to increase the variety of my inventory."

"People, after all, can't eat compressed biscuits every day."

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"Now you know that this young lady isn't just a vase, right?"

"Have you considered getting a group of people to protect me and my supplies?"

"These things were originally prepared for my father's security team, but I don't know why he went to Zhe City for so long."

"If you come to protect me, I'll give you twenty percent."

Lin Yuan didn't reply.

He just raised his hand.

Snapped his fingers.

The next second.

The smile on Jiang Xiaowan's face froze.

The front row of shelves disappeared.

Then the second row.

The third row.

Entire boxes of medicine, whole barrels of water, freezers, beef jerky, compressed biscuits.

Everything vanished into thin air.

She had witnessed Lin Yuan's Water Blade and knew about his extraordinary nature, which was why she had asked for protection.

But she hadn't expected this man to have such a trick up his sleeve.

In less than half a minute.

The basement was empty.

So empty that only the dust on the floor remained.

Even the few boxes of chocolate she had hidden in the corner were gone.

"Wait... Lin Yuan, are you doing magic?"

Jiang Xiaowan's fingers gripped the cuffs of the trench coat, her first reaction being to retreat.

But just as she took half a step back, the blood-stained tip of Qin Yumo's boot stepped into the light at the basement exit.

She suddenly realized.

This was no longer her warehouse.

Lin Yuan dared to show her this kind of secret, not to show off.

It was to tell her that now that she knew, she shouldn't think about turning back.

Either submit.

Or die.

Jiang Xiaowan's throat moved.

She instinctively wanted to say that the communication authority of the Jiang Family was still in her hands.

But the words reached her lips, and she swallowed them back.

Because she suddenly remembered that it was she who had handed over the authority first to call for help.

Now, she had even handed her last card to this man.

Jiang Xiaowan ground the words "bastard" in her heart.

But her body had learned to get closer earlier than her dignity.

She pressed against Lin Yuan's arm.

At first she was a little uncomfortable, but slowly she pressed her full chest against him directly.

"From now on, I'll place my life in your hands for the time being."

She paused for a moment, then spoke, imitating the tone of that killing god behind her.

"Are you satisfied, Master?"

[Ding! Target Jiang Xiaowan (Appearance 92), Favorability +1%! Current Favorability: 4%!]

Tang Qiqi immediately bristled.

"Long Legs, you're starting to learn from Sister Yumo too?"

"Is the version update really that fast?"

Qin Yumo glanced at Tang Qiqi.

"She's not doing it right."

Jiang Xiaowan turned her head.

"Mind your own business?"

Tang Qiqi hugged her baseball bat tightly.

"Hmph, shameless Long Legs."

Lin Yuan looked at the mere 1% increase in favorability and patted Jiang Xiaowan's face.

"Not sincere enough."

Jiang Xiaowan's breath hitched.

She lowered her head.

"I will learn."

Lin Yuan turned around.

"Let's go."

The group returned to the surface.

Just as they reached the george patton, the sound of engines came from the intersection ahead.

Two police jeeps rushed into Jinjiang No. 1.

The car bodies were covered in dents.

A car door was missing a chunk.

Captain Han Xue jumped down from the first car.

Her uniform was shredded into bloody strips, and there was gauze wrapped around the outside of her thigh.

The eight-person squad now only had four members left.

Everyone was injured.

Except for Little Li.

That young police officer who had shouted at Lin Yuan at the school before had his clothes torn into rags, but not only was there no blood on him, there was also a faint golden light.

Lin Yuan glanced at him.

C-rank Metal-type Ability.

Awakened quite quickly.

It's a pity that such people don't live long in the official faction.

Stupid sense of justice is the easiest to be used as a blade by others.

A group of people walked over from the villa area, and the most conspicuous one was a middle-aged man.

His suit was clean.

His leather shoes weren't covered in much mud.

He was followed by two bodyguards in black.

Those two bodyguards weren't injured either.

Standing together with the blood-covered police officers, they looked like two masters who had just come out of a club.

Jiang Xiaowan saw him, her fingers digging into her palms.

Director Li Wenhui.