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Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Just Like a Fan Meeting
Seeing the girl had Hu San under control, Han Jing and Lan Yu also hurried over.
However, the first reaction of these two was not to run towards Hu San, but to Lu Youming’s side.
Han Jing was highly anxious, rushing over to check Lu Youming up and down, bombarding him with questions: "Are you hurt? Do you have any cuts? Is there any place on you that’s bleeding?"
This scene puzzled Lu Sheng.
The red-haired boy’s concern seemed excessive, as if even a minor injury would warrant such worry.
The black-haired boy’s eyes held a chill, and with only a brief statement of reassurance, he went to tie up Hu San.
The area around The Deep was crowded and bustling, so Lu Sheng followed them and they all directly got into Hu San’s car.
Hu San and his underlings were bound hand and foot with rope, their mouths taped shut, huddled fearfully in the back seat of the car, trembling.
He had no idea about the identities of the people who had come to capture him today.
They were definitely not police officers; judging from their appearance and voices, they were all clearly quite young.
Yet they even had guns, and each one of them had quick and ferocious fighting skills as if they had received some special training. Could they be from some organization?
The one driving the car was Lu Youming.
In the back of the van, besides the tied-up Hu San and his sidekick, sat Lu Sheng, Han Jing, and Lan Yu.
At this moment, Han Jing was acting like a shy bride, stealing glances at Lu Sheng now and then, too embarrassed to strike up a conversation.
Lan Yu couldn’t help it and slapped him on the back of his head, chiding with a disappointed look, "Are you still a man? Why are you so hesitant? Can’t you just ask directly?"
Lu Sheng looked up, casting a glance at Han Jing.
The two people in front of her were both wearing masks.
The red-haired boy was tall and slender, his eyes clear. The girl with short hair had large eyes with double eyelids, her pure Beijing accent revealed a straightforward and bold personality.
Provoked by Lan Yu, Han Jing finally let out the question he had been holding in all the way, cautiously saying, "That... Zhenzhufen bigshot, are you that Panda from the Abis Boxing Competition two years ago?"
"The one who won seven nights in a row to become the KO king, the one who got the rare Bronze Artifact and then directly donated it to Old Mr. Ji’s grandson’s Panda?"
Lu Sheng didn’t expect someone to recognize her.
When choosing a human body to be reborn into, that body must be highly compatible with her soul, so she had searched far and wide in this world for her rebirths.
But because it required a high degree of compatibility, Bai Qiang and Lu Sheng’s physical attributes were very similar.
Height, weight, figure, and appearance were all quite alike.
When she participated in the Abis Boxing Competition, she wore a mask, so it was no surprise that the person in front of her could guess she was Panda from her height, physique, and fighting skills.
Lu Sheng nodded: "Yes."
There was nothing worth concealing about that.
On hearing this, Han Jing immediately gasped, "Fuck! I never imagined I’d get to meet my idol in my lifetime!"
"And I’m even sitting in the same car as my idol, I’m so thrilled I might pass out!"
Seeing Han Jing’s overwhelming excitement, Lan Yu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Look at you, so pathetic."
However, as soon as she finished scolding Han Jing, she solemnly took out a notebook from her pocket, handing it to Lu Sheng with both hands respectfully, "Pan God, please, could you give me an autograph?"
"I’m also your fan. Don’t worry, I will treasure your signature!"
"That’s an overstatement," Lu Sheng actually liked the short-haired girl, "I’m just an ordinary person, but if you want me to write my name, I can do that."
Saying that, Lu Sheng wrote "Panda" on the notebook handed over by Lan Yu, her handwriting as flamboyant as ever.
Lan Yu immediately treasured the notebook as if it were a precious find.
As expected of a big-shot, so modest.
Capable of kicking a 200-pound strong man flying and stopping a car with one hand, yet claiming to be an ordinary person. Compared to her and Han Jing, they might as well be handicapped.
Hu San, watching the casual conversation among the few people in front of him, was almost crying.
What on earth is going on?
Who exactly are these people, and why did they capture him?
To capture him is bad enough, but what’s with the atmosphere of a fan meeting?
But soon, his confusion was resolved.
Not long after the car left The Deep, Lu Youming stopped the car on an empty back road, and Hu San was dragged off the car by Han Jing, who got out first.
Hu San looked around and didn’t know what dark, desolate, empty place this was.
If someone were murdered and buried here, it might be a year or even longer before anyone would discover it.
Could these people be planning to kill him here?
The thought scared him to the point of going weak at the knees.
He struggled with all his might, making muffled, incoherent noises from his mouth, unclear what he was trying to say.
Han Jing’s demeanor towards Hu San was completely different from the one towards Lu Sheng, displaying an icy indifference.
He kicked out directly, forcing Hu San to his knees on the spot, and then tore off the tape from his mouth.
"...Don’t kill me, please! I beg you, don’t kill me!"
The second the tape was torn away, Hu San immediately started begging for mercy.
"I don’t know who you people are, but whatever you want, just say it! I will satisfy your demands! Please spare my life..."
"Spare your mother!" Han Jing kicked out fiercely again, cursing, "With all those heinous crimes you’ve committed, you deserve to be cut to pieces, and yet you have the nerve to plead here?"
Originally already bound up like a dumpling, Hu San rolled aside from the impact of Han Jing’s kick.
This time, it was Lu Youming who went over to pull him up.
He crouched in front of Hu San, slowly lifting his eyes as he spoke.
"...Listen, there are two things I need you to do."
The young man’s voice was calm, but the look in his eyes sent a shiver down Hu San’s spine.
Those eyes were devoid of any warmth, exuding a chilling indifference. Although the person before him didn’t strike him like the red-haired guy did, Hu San found him to be much more terrifying.
"What, what are the two things? You say..."
Hu San stammered.
"First, take us to where you keep the girls who have been kidnapped or forcibly taken."
"Second, write down all the contact details and basic information of your underlings for me."
"Tell me, will you cooperate properly?"
Lu Youming raised his eyes, "If you don’t want to cooperate, I can kill you right here."
