San Feng 11

Chapter 645 Is it you who have been sending trash to my house?

As dusk fell,

Chen Shu left the [Blazing Volcano], having promised to clear out the beast lairs around the stronghold after the New Year with the Town Spirit Army.

To his surprise, Ye Qing actually bought four urea bags costing one hundred eighty thousand each,

claiming it was to support college student entrepreneurship.

This made Chen Shu feel that the other party was somewhat amiable.

"I'm a bit invincible now!"

Chen Shu held five bottles of gray potion in his left hand and a bottle of enhanced burning potion in his right.

His heart was instantly filled with confidence.

"Let's see who dares to block me now!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two arms blocked his way,

"Comrade Chen Shu, please pay the entrance fee!"

"???"

Chen Shu was slightly startled, his expression immediately froze,

"What entrance fee? I'm a volunteer, isn't it free admission?"

"It is indeed free admission, but the commander said that because your ticket price was doubled, you need to pay an additional fee!"

"..."

Chen Shu's mouth twitched. What kind of ridiculous reason was this?

He now understood why Ye Qing had supported him so readily; they were waiting for him here.

"My urea bags have been scammed!"

Chen Shu returned to the town, and the money he had just received was returned.

...

"This kid has some issues..."

Ye Qing was holding four urea bags, examining them back and forth.

As far as he knew, this was a truly good item, a sharp tool for ambushing others.

But now, as he looked at them, he realized they were just ordinary bags, with no unique features. The only difference was the heavy urea smell...

As he flipped them over, he actually found a line of text inside:

There are no inferior urea bags, only inferior bandits...

...

As night fell,

"I need to find the Flame Ruins!"

Chen Shu mused while driving.

He now had two keys; logically, he should be able to open it.

The thought of the rewards from the [Ice and Fire Forest] ruins made him eager to explore another one.

As Chen Shu indulged in his thoughts,

he unknowingly arrived at a street intersection in Nanjiang City.

"Hmm?"

Chen Shu instinctively slammed on the brakes, gazing at the dimly lit street ahead, which felt incredibly familiar.

"The old street of sin?"

His eyes held a trace of reminiscence as he recalled past experiences.

Based on his observations, whenever he set foot on this street, something was bound to happen...

"Let's see who dares to provoke me now!"

Chen Shu smiled and charged forward without hesitation.

Almost instantly, his body trembled violently, his pupils contracted, and he stared straight ahead.

He saw a rocket hurtling towards him from a distance.

"Oh my god! This is insane!"

Chen Shu exclaimed, completely unexpected to encounter such a bizarre event.

Boom!

The rocket exploded instantly, destroying Chen Shu's car and emitting a large amount of black smoke.

"Success?"

On a large tree in the distance, a man holding a rocket launcher looked excited.

"After all, he's just a student, his vigilance is too weak!"

A hint of mockery flickered in the man's eyes, but the next second, his expression froze.

As the black smoke dispersed, a large yellow sphere over a hundred meters in diameter was revealed.

"Guji!"

Little Yellow easily blocked it, sustaining no damage.

As a Silver-tier contracted spirit, technological weapons had lost their effectiveness.

"Let's just run!"

The man was quite decisive, abandoning his rocket launcher.

At the same time, he summoned a black bird and fled into the distance.

"Trying to escape?"

Chen Shu raised an eyebrow and summoned three contracted spirits, instructing the Space Rabbit to retrieve the rocket launcher into its storage space.

"Guji!"

Little Yellow, with a dazed expression, directly unleashed [Gale Flight], closely following the target.

"It seems they want to take action against me!"

Chen Shu hid in Little Yellow's mouth, his expression calm, without any panic in his eyes.

He knew they were luring him, but he decided to play along and catch them all.

If there were powerful individuals ambushing him, he would directly use a teleportation potion to escape.

"Boss, the target is here!"

The man's expression was flustered as he quickly reported the information.

Ten minutes later,

the two were in a chase, heading towards the desolate outskirts.

At this moment, the man in front suddenly stopped.

He turned around with a strange smile and said, "You're truly not afraid of death!"

Under the cover of night, about a dozen people summoned their contracted spirits, their killing intent radiating as they surrounded him.

"One Silver, twelve Iron?"

Chen Shu grinned and said, "Not quite enough!"

"Hmph!"

The sole Silver-tier snorted, holding a bound young man in his hand.

"Wuwuwu~~"

Tang Lie whimpered, a desire for survival in his eyes.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You want to save him, right?"

"Young Master Tang?"

Chen Shu looked at Tang Lie's tattered clothes and immediately understood, his eyes showing a flicker of anger.

Tang Lie's eyes lit up with joy, not expecting Chen Shu to care so much about him.

However, the next sentence made his heart turn ice cold...

"Are you the ones who sent trash to my house?"

"What trash?"

The middle-aged man's expression was startled.

In an instant, a terrifying pillar of fire erupted, its scorching heat chilling him to the bone.

"Could it be that the two are not related?"

He was slightly taken aback and directly threw Tang Lie out.

"What the heck?! Are you two working together?"

Tang Lie's body trembled, despair in his eyes, and he could only watch as the pillar of fire approached.

But at this moment, a Space Rabbit appeared behind him.

Bang!

The rabbit kicked him into the spatial passage, directly into Little Yellow's mouth.

Tang Lie breathed a huge sigh of relief, it was truly a narrow escape from death!

"Young Master Tang, stay calm!"

Chen Shu smiled, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man in front.

Boom boom boom!

The man's expression turned grave; he could even smell the scent of death.

This bandit in front of him was a bit abnormal!

Only by facing him directly could one feel this oppressive pressure.