The scarred man jumped down from the pile of stones, then walked to the mirror with a stick in his hand and knocked on the car window. The driver, looking alarmed, rolled down the window.

"Shen Hu, what are you doing? This is a factory vehicle."

The scarred man gave a cold laugh.

"What are you doing? Don't you know? The eastern part of District Nine is under my jurisdiction. Of course, you have to pay a toll to get past us. Otherwise, how am I supposed to feed and drink these underlings? Get out of the car and stop dawdling. Let me check if there's anything inside."

The driver swallowed hard, trying his best to make his voice sound calm, but it trembled slightly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The truck is full of things the factory needs. Please don't cause trouble, or you might be kicked out. Think about the consequences."

"Hahaha, I've lived here for so long, do you think I'm afraid of your little threat? Don't make me repeat myself, get down here now!"

At this point, a hint of frost appeared on Shen Hu's face, and the people nearby immediately surrounded the car.

Seeing the menacing looks on everyone's faces, the driver had no choice but to jump out of the car, glancing back at the passenger compartment midway through the journey.

What's on the truck?

"You don't even need to inspect the parts on some equipment, do you?"

"Stop talking nonsense. This is my job as a packaging worker. I'm opening the packages and checking them again, mainly to prevent you from stealing things from the factory. Go, search them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed up and forcibly pried open the car door. When the driver saw this, he tried to rush over to stop them, but was knocked to the ground by Shen Hu's punch.

"You son of a bitch, did you just ignore what I said? Stay put and behave yourself."

"Don't touch it! If anything inside gets damaged, none of us will escape."

"Don't worry, we're not planning to rob you of anything. We just want to see if you're carrying any contraband."

After he finished speaking, the sound of a crowbar being pried open came from inside the carriage.

"Bang bang bang"

After a sound, several wooden crates were opened, revealing iron parts padded with scrap foam.

"Boss, it's full of parts."

"All parts? I refuse to believe we can't find something. Keep searching! There's definitely something good inside."

The driver looked nervous as he pleaded, "Shen Hu, please spare my life! There are really only spare parts in the car."

"Bullshit! If it were just spare parts, would you be this nervous? You must be hiding something good, like a woman?"

The group searched the car again and finally heard a plea for mercy coming from inside.

"No, no, no, I just want to go home, please don't fight."

Then a henchman jumped down from the carriage, dragging a middle-aged man by the arm. He was wearing a security guard uniform.

Lu Yuan looked into the distance and was surprised to find that the security guard was the same person who had just given him directions. The man seemed to have been punched a few times, with blood trickling from his nose and eyes.

The other party raised his hands high and then squatted down, seemingly begging for their forgiveness, but Shen Hu sneered when he saw it.

"Well, you really are dishonest, aren't you? Luckily, I had someone do a thorough search. What are you doing with a middle-aged man? Are you two planning something?"

Immediately, the people around burst into laughter, while the driver's face turned bright red.

“This is a distant cousin of mine. He’s just hitchhiking along the way, so please don’t make things difficult for him.”

"Ha, you're going to put your cousin in a box on the bus? Aren't you afraid he'll suffocate?"

The driver swallowed hard, not daring to speak further. Behind him were several henchmen from the top leader's crew, who immediately understood his meaning and began searching the security guard.

"Slap, slap."

A pack of cigarettes fell out of the other man's pocket. The sharp-eyed henchman immediately picked it up, and after seeing the cigarettes on the ground, he let out a gasp.

"Boss, look, this old guy actually has a pack of cigarettes from before the apocalypse."

"What?"

Shen Hu clearly hadn't expected that this security guard would be carrying cigarettes. He quickly walked up, took the cigarettes, and glanced at them. He was immediately delighted to see the word "Chunghwa" written on the packaging.

His men hurriedly lit the lighters, and Shen Hu lit a cigarette, took a few deep drags, and then handed the cigarette to his men. The others each took a puff and quickly finished the cigarette.

The security guard standing in the distance had a deep sense of fear on his face, his whole body was trembling and he was muttering something as if he was trying to explain something. But after Shen Hu finished his cigarette, he went up to him and hit him on the back with a stick.

With a loud thud, the iron bar struck his back, immediately knocking him to the ground. The security guard raised his hands and desperately begged for mercy, but the people around him didn't care at all. After a barrage of punches and kicks, the security guard was beaten until he was covered in blood.

Shen Hu lit another cigarette, took a few puffs, then squatted down in front of the security guard and reached out to lift his chin.

"Tell me, where did you get these cigarettes? This kind of cigarette has been discontinued for a long time. I didn't expect to see this kind of cigarette after so many years. It seems you have a good background."

"This...this was given to me by someone else, it's not mine, please let me go!"

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