244: Take it back!

After saying these words, Old Shi felt completely drained.

This was no longer a negotiation.

This was a surrender.

It was a complete, unconditional surrender with absolutely no bottom line.

He had handed all decision-making power over to Lin Yu.

There was no other way!

How could they fight this?

If they kept fighting like this, Lin Yu might truly not care, but the Potion Company Alliance would definitely die!!

Inside the bus, everyone's breathing came to a standstill.

Wang Qingxuan's heart was in her throat.

Li Mo buried his head even lower, but his ears were pricked straight up.

Even the Driver Uncle, who was nearly scared witless, stared fixedly at the back row through the rearview mirror.

Finally.

Was the answer about to be revealed?

What exactly did this Young Man want, after going to such great lengths and setting up such a massive scheme?

Was it for money?

Was it to monopolize the entire potion market?

Or was it for... even higher power?

Lin Yu looked at Old Shi's face, which was pale as paper and filled with fear and supplication, and suddenly found it a bit amusing.

His original plan was actually quite complex.

First, use the Infinite Potion to shock the market, then use financial means to short-sell, followed by gradual encroachment, and finally a complete takeover.

A very standard, highly efficient business war.

But now, he felt it was unnecessary.

When your power already transcends the chessboard itself, why bother caring about the movement of the pieces?

He thought for a moment and spoke.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached every corner of the bus.

"My demands?"

Lin Yu repeated, then shook his head.

"I have no demands."

Old Shi snapped his head up, his bloodshot eyes filled with utter disbelief.

No demands?

How was that possible!

A person used such god-like, unpredictable methods to push them into a corner, only to say he wanted nothing?

It was illogical!

This terrified him even more than that 5.3 trillion in inventory!

The unknown was the most frightening!

Free things are the most expensive; a demand with no demands is the one with the highest price!

Lin Yu looked at his near-collapsing state and finally showed some mercy by adding another sentence.

"Let's head back to your park first."

Old Shi's heart spasmed.

He thought of the alliance.

He thought of the business empire he had built over half his life.

What if Lin Yu's target was the entire alliance?

He had lived for eighty years and had never encountered such an opponent.

He tried to capture a hint of intent from Lin Yu's brief words.

But Lin Yu said nothing more.

Just one phrase: "Back to the park."

Was this to give him a dignified end?

Or was he going to crush him completely in front of everyone?

Old Shi took a deep breath.

He couldn't just give up like this.

He had to fight for a sliver of survival for the alliance and for himself.

Even if it was just a sliver.

At the very least, he wanted Lin Yu to know that this was Blue Star, and business... wasn't entirely just business.

He slowly turned his head.

He looked at Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's face remained taut.

He maintained his posture of holding the driver, unmoving.

Old Shi used all his strength to give President Shi a look.

An extremely subtle look that only the two of them could understand.

President Shi's heart skipped a beat.

He instantly understood Old Shi's meaning.

The old man wanted to try one more time.

The subsequent matters would be arranged by President Shi.

Wang Teng nodded slightly, his movement equally imperceptible.

He released his hand from the driver's mouth.

The driver's face had turned purple from holding his breath.

He gasped for air in large gulps.

Tears and snot were smeared all over his face.

"Back... back to Qingpu Industrial Park."

Wang Teng's voice was exceptionally decisive.

He looked at the driver.

The driver shuddered violently.

With trembling hands, he gripped the steering wheel tight.

"B-but, we're out of gas!"

The driver's voice carried a sob.

He pointed at the fuel gauge on the dashboard, which was nearly at empty.

"Seriously, if we keep driving, we're going to break down."

Wang Teng frowned.

He looked out the window.

By now, the bus had already driven away from the city center.

The surrounding buildings were gradually becoming sparse.

The streetlights were dim, and the night was deep.

They were in the middle of nowhere.

If the bus stopped here, would Lin Yu be unhappy?

Would Lin Yu think they were stalling for time?

Wang Teng's heart sank.

He couldn't let the bus stop.

Absolutely not.

He glanced at Old Shi.

Old Shi had his eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting.

But his tense body showed that he had never relaxed.

Wang Teng pulled out his phone.

He dialed an encrypted number.

"This is Wang Teng."

His voice was steady and powerful.

"Immediately mobilize Professionalss from Panshi Biology, at least ten, agility... no, Strength-types."

"The coordinates... I'll send them to you."

"Be fast, the faster the better."

A hurried response came from the other end of the line.

Wang Teng hung up the phone.

He looked at the driver again.

"You, drive as much as you can."

"Drive as far as you can go."

"Don't stop."

The driver's body shook even harder.

He didn't know what kind of scheme Wang Teng was up to.

But he didn't dare disobey.

He could only step on the accelerator.

The bus let out a weak hum.

Like a weary old man dragging a heavy body, it moved slowly through the night.

The fragrance of potions still permeated the bus.

Those multicolored bottles rolled around on the floor.

Old Shi still had his eyes closed.

President Shi and Wang Qingxuan sat in their respective seats.

Their bodies were both stiff.

Wang Qingxuan's hands were unconsciously twisted together.

She looked at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was still looking out the window.

His profile appeared blurred under the lights.

He seemed completely indifferent to all of this.

A few minutes later.

A patch of lights suddenly lit up ahead of the bus.

Over a dozen agile figures rushed out from the darkness.

Their movements were lithe and extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded the bus.

These people were wearing uniform black combat suits.

Their bodies radiated a powerful aura.

Those were Professionalss.

And they were Strength-type Professionalss.

The driver's pupils contracted sharply.

He instinctively slammed on the brakes.

"Screeech..."

The bus let out a piercing sound of friction.

It almost came to a complete stop.

Wang Teng's face instantly darkened.

"I told you not to stop!"

He growled.

The driver was scared out of his wits and hurriedly stepped on the gas again.

"I... I didn't mean to!"

"They... they're blocking the road!"

The driver pointed ahead.

The black-clad Professionalss had completely surrounded the bus.

Each one stood ramrod straight, like iron pillars in the night, radiating an intimidating pressure that warned others not to approach.

How was he supposed to drive?

Driving forward was just suicide!

The driver wanted to continue speaking.

However, the black-clad Professionalss surrounding the bus suddenly moved.

They didn't draw weapons, nor did they take any aggressive stances.

The dozen or so people moved in perfect unison, as if they had practiced it a thousand times.

They... bent their waists.

Then, they squatted down simultaneously.

A standard squatting posture used by Strength-type Professionalss before exerting force.

The Driver Uncle was stunned.

What were they doing?

Insurance fraud?

Collective insurance fraud?

He was completely bewildered, and his hands on the steering wheel were shaking so fast they were almost a blur.

In the very next second.

"Heh!"

A unified, thunderous shout erupted from outside the bus!

Immediately following that.

"Creeeeak—Boom!"

A tooth-aching sound of twisting metal, accompanied by a violent jolt, suddenly came from beneath the bus!

The entire bus was forcibly lifted off the ground by an irresistible Giant Strength!

However, everyone inside the bus seemed to be protected by a force field and didn't feel much of the impact.

The driver glanced out the window.

And then, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

A dozen Strength-type Professionalss, like the Giant Spirit Gods from ancient legends.

They had hoisted this bus, which weighed dozens of tons, onto their shoulders.

Then.

They started running.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

Every step was incredibly heavy, causing the bus to bounce up and down.

But their speed was startlingly fast!

The scenery outside the window began to recede rapidly.

Even faster than when the bus was driving itself just now!

The Driver Uncle was completely dumbfounded.

He stiffly turned his head and looked down through the window next to the driver's seat.

No tires.

No ground.

Only thick thighs with terrifying knotted muscles, alternating rapidly and creating gusts of wind.

His brain crashed.

He had lived for forty-five years and driven buses for twenty.

He was familiar with every part of this bus and every street in Linzhou.

He knew how loud the engine roared when the accelerator was floored.

He knew how long the black marks on the ground would be when the brakes were slammed.

This was his world.

An indestructible physical world composed of a steering wheel, accelerator, brakes, and rolling wheels.

But now... he looked down at the accelerator beneath his feet.

Then he looked at the steering wheel held tight in his hands.

What use were they anymore?

The... the damn bus was being carried and run by people!!!

"This, this, this..."

Wang Teng leaned over, his tone heavily laden with warning.

"Shut your mouth. If you scream now, I'll make sure you can never scream again for the rest of your life!"