Chapter 132
The dark-faced officer's face darkened further, because of the girl on the water, wielding a long sword and locked in a fierce battle with a giant, monstrous snake.
"Such powerful internal energy! It's enough to make you levitate!"
"How could the people who are the apple of everyone's eye not be strong?" If they weren't strong, they wouldn't be valued.
"Don't we have such talented people in our army? They're all on the front lines."
"Miss Fu does want to go to the front line, but the higher-ups don't agree. If she is forced to leave, she will be sent back."
"Tsk... Even a strong one needs protection. Hey, two more aliens are coming from behind. Quick, prepare to fire."
"Notify Miss Fu to evacuate."
With the opportunity to practice, Fu Le's internal energy flowed more freely, and his cultivation progressed faster. With the help of the beast blood and the expansion of his meridians, the aperture between his eyebrows increased to the size of a peanut in just half a year.
With 100 days to go, Fu Le received a generous gift from the authorities: 100,000 artillery shells. After thanking the officer who delivered the shells, Fu Le made a new decision and requested to see his superior.
The officer agreed without any objection.
The reply came quickly, and we arranged to meet the next day.
"Fu Le, I heard you wanted to see me?" The leader's gentle smile was kind and approachable, like that of a friendly neighbor.
"Yes, sir. There are some things my father asked me to bring to you."
"Oh? What is it?" the commander asked in surprise.
"Medical canon. A medical canon that can be made into medicine."
Fu Le sent out a copy of all the medicine prescriptions he had obtained from the Ice and Snow Apocalypse.
Since the country trusted her, she naturally reciprocated in kind.
Two booklets, each about five or six centimeters thick, printed on A4 paper.
The leader took it and flipped through it. The more he looked, the more serious his expression became. His hand holding the booklet was trembling. He couldn't believe that these prescriptions actually existed and could cure diseases that current technology couldn't overcome.
"Are these... are they real?"
"Sir, these have all been verified. You can have your doctors try them and you'll see."
"Okay, okay, okay..."
After leaving the command post where the leader was located, Fu Le felt much more at ease.
Regardless of the dimension, it is all China.
She will always love this land.
In the remaining three months, Fu Le fought even more frantically, spending his nights cultivating instead of resting, and doubling his consumption of beast blood in his space.
Two months later, Fu Le received another 100,000 mortar shells.
Fu Le couldn't help but grin.
"What happened? Why are you so happy?" Lu Ze boarded the ship and saw Fu Le's happy expression, so he smiled along.
"Yes, I received some good stuff. Come on, I'm happy today, so please have some fruit."
Fu Le pulled out two large plastic buckets of sweet strawberries.
"Wow, Captain Fu, where did you get so many strawberries? They're so fresh, mmm, delicious..."
"Captain Fu, thank you so much. We haven't had any fruit in ages. We only get one apple a month, and it's dry and not very juicy."
"Mmm, so sweet, Captain Fu, you're amazing, it's delicious..."
Lu Ze grabbed more than ten pieces and ate them without having time to talk.
More than twenty people shared the food, one handful at a time, and it was quickly divided up. Everyone ate to their heart's content.
During this time, she earned everyone's love and respect through her abilities, got along well with everyone, and truly understood the enduring camaraderie of military life.
In this world, the most sincere friendship is probably the camaraderie forged through life and death together; everyone is that sincere.
After distributing the strawberries, Fu Le brought out several large bags of dried seafood and handed them out to everyone. She didn't have much of anything, except dried seafood.
In the evening, everyone enjoyed a delicious seafood porridge and was extremely satisfied.
After the waters were polluted, the creatures in the sea became monstrous and poisonous, and could no longer be eaten. Seafood was now a distant dream for them, and eating seafood again was like a dream, making people sigh involuntarily.
So fresh...
'Host, time's up.'
While asleep, Fu Le felt an unusual vibration and immediately opened his eyes. The shuttle had returned.
He focused his mind and entered the shuttle. What Fu Le saw was a two-square-meter repair space with clearly visible thin silver walls.
"Shuttle, why aren't you repairing the control panel?"
'There are far too many isotopes needed. The isotopes required to repair just one square meter here would only amount to a tiny fraction of the control panel.'
Fu Le: ...
"I doubt that I could work for you my whole life and still not be able to fix your shuttle."
"It's alright, your descendants can inherit it; my lineage can continue."
Fu Le: !!!
"What did you say? A shuttle?! Why didn't you say so sooner?!"
"What's the point of saying anything? We're already bound together. If you don't want your children to continue this kind of life, then you'd better work hard and try to end it in your generation."
Fu Le: ...
Damn it, capitalists!
'Don't curse me. We're both willing participants. Would you be willing to lose all your current assets and go back to 2025?'
Fu Le: I've been caught and am dead.
"go back!!"
'Heh, getting angry out of embarrassment.'
Fu Le: Although it's reality, but!!! I'm so angry!!!
The next morning, when the guards couldn't get the door open after knocking for a long time, they broke it down and found a stack of boxing and kicking techniques on the table, as well as a mental cultivation manual and two tons of beast blood.
This time, Fu Le was awakened by a phone call.
"Boss, Xu Mu has gotten into some trouble. The other side has sent a lot of people." Yuan Lin's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"reason?"
“There were a few international students from our country who were taken to a bar by their classmates. Then they were forced to smoke DM by some thugs. Xu Mu couldn’t help but fight with them, and we joined in. We thought that once they were beaten away, it would be over. We took those crying students back to school and were just about to come back when the other side came with more than 30 motorcycles and wrecked the rented car.”
Yuan Lin looked with a troubled expression at the group of motorcycles chasing after him like madmen in the rearview mirror.
I was thinking of calling the police, but then I realized that it wasn't appropriate to confront the authorities, so it turned into a situation where we were the ones running away while they chased after us.
Xu Mu's face burned as he listened to the phone call coming from the back seat.
He brought this trouble upon himself, but he cannot stand by and watch the children be persecuted.
Xu Mu only said after Yuan Lin hung up the phone, "I'm sorry, today's trouble was caused by me personally, it has nothing to do with you. Just explain it to the boss and don't let it affect you."
"What are you thinking? This isn't just your business today; we all went through this together. I was involved too," Yuan Lin rebuked angrily.
“I was involved too. The three of us are all responsible. Besides, they are all children of our country, coming here to study. It’s not what they want to encounter something like this. If we, as fellow countrymen, don’t help them, they will be ruined.” Wang Li glanced at the rearview mirror and said.
The atmosphere inside the car became somewhat somber for a moment.
The motorcycles outside roared in, and luckily their vehicle was in good condition; even with all their might, they couldn't immediately catch up.
"Hey Jerry, do we really have to bring these weasels back today? Their cars are pretty good, we'll have a hard time catching up." Amidst the roar of engines, the blond man shouted to the black-haired man beside him.
"I'm going to kill them all! I'm going to capture them all and send them to Hillary Church so they can make outstanding contributions to our medical cause!!"
"Hahahaha... Jerry, you're so ruthless, I like it, hahaha..."
"If those three were sent to Hillier Cathedral, they'd fetch millions of dollars... I can't wait! I'm going to use that money to party! I'm going to make Alice go crazy for me, hahahaha..."
"Hey guys, you've got a great plan, but look, that's the territory of those weasels up ahead. If we don't catch them soon, that million M dollars will be gone!"
"Thanks for the reminder, buddy. I took the detour via Anton Avenue. Willie, you go from..."
Along the way, Yuan Lin kept reporting the travel address on his phone. Meanwhile, Fu Le had already left the hotel, found a corner, parked a truck, and drove out of the alley.
She's not familiar with the roads here, so she needs a guide.
After finishing his night shift, Yang Fu'an habitually chose the shortcut back to his rented room. Although some people said this route was unsafe, it could save him half the time. He had been taking this route for two years without any problems, so it couldn't be as serious as they said.
Just as he was about to turn the corner, the sound of a car suddenly came from the depths of the alley. Yang Fu'an stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw a van with its lights off speeding towards him in the moonlight.
Yang Fu'an: !!!
The road inside is a dead end, so how could a car come out from there?
As the car hurtled towards him, Yang Fu'an went through all the things he hadn't done and all his dreams in life. Of course, there was also his guilt towards his family. His family had used all their resources to support him to study abroad, but he died just before graduation. He was filled with resentment!
'Squeak... hiss...'
Shrinking his neck, covering his head with his hands, Yang Fu'an closed his eyes in terror, awaiting death.
A cold wind swept over his body, cold sweat seeped from his pores, and his back was icy cold. As if he had died once, Yang Fu'an suddenly felt light in front of him. He looked up in a daze and saw a pair of gray women's leather boots.
In the dim light, Yang Fu'an looked up and saw the person looking down. He heard her say, "A Chinese?"
Yang Fu'an's mind went blank, and he nodded subconsciously.
Are you familiar with the routes around here?
Yang Fu'an nodded again. In the past three years, in order to find part-time jobs, he had explored every road within a 50-kilometer radius of the university.
"I'll give you 100 million dollars, will you give me directions?" the woman asked again, her voice sounding very happy.
Yang Fu'an didn't know how he answered, but by the time he came to his senses, he had already stuffed the 100M dollar into his coat pocket, and he himself was sitting in the passenger seat of the other car.
"Alright, you guys continue reporting your locations. I've found a guide."
"Yes..." A man on the other end of the phone gave out an address.
Yang Fu'an began, "Go west for 800 meters, then turn right, towards..."
On another street, a deadly car chase unfolded. As the prey being chased, Wang Li almost lost his grip on the steering wheel. The left and right doors, as well as the rear, were smashed with a loud crash, and the glass was shattered into a spiderweb pattern by the hard baseball bat. Apart from the front window, there wasn't a single intact piece of glass. If it weren't for the car's truly excellent performance and his superb driving skills, he probably would have surrendered long ago.
"Damn it, how can these bastards be so brazen?! Aren't they afraid we'll call the police?"
“If you knew fear, you wouldn’t have done it,” Wang Li said.
On the other end of the phone, Fu Le's voice came calmly, "Go buy silencers tomorrow, so that we don't get caught and then be afraid to save ourselves."
“Okay, boss,” Yuan Lin replied in a low voice.
On the other end of the phone, Yang Fu'an, regaining his senses, trembled. Had he been tricked? Would he even make it back alive?
"Don't worry, we're respectable people, we won't do anything to you. You just need to point out the way." Fu Le noticed Yang Fu'an's unease and reassured him.
Yang Fu'an: !!! He was even more scared. What should he do? Who's the kind person who recommends buying a muffler? And they're not even trying to hide it from him in the car.
In the middle of the night, Fulin Street in California, M Country, wasn't the most chaotic street, nor was it the worst in terms of public security. However, it was Chinese territory, and its location was very close to the city center. No matter what kind of business it was, there was always a guaranteed flow of customers. This meant that this area was a coveted prize, and everyone, from the lower to the upper echelons, valued this area highly. As a result, some organizations or forces would often engage in fierce battles to seize this location. Even if someone called the police, the incidents were always downplayed and never resolved.
The chase scene on Fulin Street attracted a lot of attention, and the arrogance of the motorcycle gang reached its peak.
Inside an antique-style building, a voice said, "Seventh Master, Alvin's gang of motorcyclists is chasing a van. They've come to our territory and are sticking to it. There seem to be some Chinese people inside. Should we do something about it?"
Ye Bin, sitting below the hall, reported the situation with a stern face.
He didn't want to come looking for Seventh Master in the middle of the night, but it was his shift's turn to be on duty tonight. If he died on their turf, it would be hard to explain back home, and Seventh Master wouldn't be able to explain it to Fifth Master either.
Seventh Master was a lean, short, middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and shrewd, narrow eyes.
After listening to his subordinate's words, Seventh Master did not make a decision immediately, but remained silent for several minutes.
"Take some men and go check it out. No one is allowed to die within our jurisdiction." What does it have to do with him if he leaves the area?
"Yes." Ye Bin looked up at Seventh Master and immediately understood what he meant.
Whether you manage it or not, it's still managing it. If Fifth Master asks, he won't be wrong.
Under the dim streetlights, a number of black motorcycles finally crashed into the speeding van, which rolled several times on the road before coming to a stop, leaning against a lamppost.
The black cars following behind saw this and their hearts tightened. They quickly stepped on the gas and chased after them.
This is within their jurisdiction; if someone dies here, it will be a serious matter.
"Hahahaha... It flipped over, oh ho!!!" The rider on the red motorcycle did a drift, bringing the bike close to the flipped wheel, laughing so hard he almost fell over.
Hiss...
Boom boom...
squeak……
Hiss...
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