I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 412 Putting the facts aside, are you right?
A black car drove slowly on the street.

The street lights emit a dim and hazy glow, like candles swaying in the night wind.

The lights shine on the bluestone paved road, casting mottled light and shadows, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

On both sides of the street are Western-style buildings of various styles. The Gothic spires soar into the clouds, and the Baroque carvings are intricate and exquisite. They appear and disappear in the night, like a mysterious castle.

The lights shining through the windows are sometimes bright and sometimes dim. Some windows reflect the busy figures of people, while others are quiet and silent, as if hiding unknown secrets.

People come and go in front of various dance halls. Women in gorgeous cheongsams, with graceful figures, walk in and out with various men in their arms.

Their laughter and voices, mixed with the jazz music coming from the dance hall, echoed in the night sky.

The rickshaw pullers on the street were pulling their rickshaws and rushing along the street.

They were dressed simply and beads of sweat covered their foreheads.

Occasionally, the drivers would shout loudly, urging pedestrians to give way, and the crisp ringing of the bells seemed particularly abrupt in the noisy night.

The roadside snack stalls are steaming hot, and the stall owners are shouting out various snacks, including steaming hot pan-fried buns, fragrant wontons, and sweet and delicious osmanthus candied lotus root.

Diners sat around the stalls, savoring the food and chatting, enjoying this moment of warmth and comfort.

Mr. Lu and Mr. Wang sat in the back seat of the car, which was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Mr. Lu's face was gloomy, and he stared at the street outside through the car window, as if he wanted to see through the night.

Mr. Wang frowned and kept playing with a jade ring in his hand. The originally warm jade in his hand seemed to have become an object for him to vent his emotions.

"Brother, Shen Lang is too arrogant!" Mr. Lu finally couldn't help but speak, his voice full of viciousness. "Not only did he kill my men, he also openly coveted my sister-in-law. I really can't swallow this!"

Mr. Wang sighed slightly, put the jade ring back into his pocket, and said slowly, "I know he's going too far, but Shen Lang has been able to carve out a name for himself in Shanghai in such a short time. He must have some powerful backing. He shouldn't be underestimated."

His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a bit of fatigue and helplessness.

Mr. Lu said, "Could it be that he has connections with Mr. Dai? Otherwise, how could he be so popular? But we can't just let it go like this."

Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "Don't be reckless. Shanghai is now a very complex place with so many forces intertwined. If we are not careful, chaos will break out. We must think carefully and find out more about Shen Lang before making any plans."

As he spoke, he looked out the window and saw a group of beggars in tattered cotton coats gathered around a trash can on the street, fighting over the food inside. This scene made him feel even heavier in his heart.

Mr. Lu nodded slightly. Although he was still filled with anger, he knew that what Mr. Wang said made sense.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and said, "Brother is right. I was too impulsive. It's just that I can't swallow this anger. By the way, what are you going to do about Xiaoliu?"

A trace of pain flashed across Mr. Wang's eyes. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Xiao Liu, this girl, has long lost interest in me. I wanted to give her a stable life, but she... Well, just do as I say and send her away tonight."

His voice revealed his concern for Xiaoliu. After all, they were husband and wife, and he still had feelings for Xiaoliu.

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother. I have made all the arrangements."

Mr. Wang closed his eyes and dozed off, thinking to himself: Shanghai may appear prosperous on the surface, but secretly it is in turmoil.

Shen Lang's appearance was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, breaking the original balance.

Mr. Lu was thinking about how to take revenge on Shen Lang.

He kept sorting out his connections and power in his mind, wondering where to start so as to deal a fatal blow to Shen Lang.

The two men were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, and the car fell silent again. Only the dull sound of the car driving on the street echoed in the night.

After the car drove for a while, Mr. Lu glanced at Mr. Wang, who was resting with his eyes closed, and said, "Brother, we'll be home soon."

"Yeah." Mr. Wang responded softly without saying anything.

The car arrived at the door.

The driver got out of the car and opened the gate of the villa before driving in.

Mr. Lu added, "Brother, I think you should arrange more manpower here."

"No need. I'm not in charge of gang affairs now. What's the point of arranging so many people here?" Mr. Wang shook his head.

The car drove into the yard, and the two men got out and walked towards the gate.

Mr. Wang walked to the front door and looked into the house. The dim light poured out through the carved glass.

Although the house was brightly lit, he still subconsciously reached into his pocket and took out the familiar key.

He pinched the key with his fingers, inserted it steadily into the keyhole, and gently turned it twice. The lock core made a crisp "click" sound.

Mr. Lu followed closely behind. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "Brother, sister-in-law should be at home. I won't disturb you two..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Just at this moment, a clear and familiar male voice suddenly came from the room.

Then, a soft female voice responded with a hint of panting and coquettishness.

Mr. Wang's body suddenly stiffened, and he stood there in a daze, as if he had been cast under a spell.

It took him only a moment to fully react. Instantly, anger surged from the depths of his heart like a surging tide, rushing straight to his head. He felt his blood pressure soar, his vision went black, his legs gave way, and he nearly fell to the ground.

"Brother..." Mr. Lu was quick-witted and reached out to support the staggering Mr. Wang. However, looking at Mr. Wang's distorted and angry face, he was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to start persuading him.

Although he knew in his heart that Xiaoliu was a playboy and daring person, he never expected that she would be so unscrupulous as to bring a wild man home openly.

"Bastard!" Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words.

He struggled to stand firmly, calmed down, then shook off Mr. Lu's arm and strode towards the bedroom like an enraged beast.

When passing through the living room, what caught my eye was a mess. Shoes were scattered here and there, clothes were scattered on the ground, and bags were thrown away at random. It was a mess.

This chaotic scene undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, making Mr. Wang even more angry. He hurried towards the bedroom with faster steps.

Mr. Lu didn't dare to stop him, but he was worried that Mr. Wang would take the risk alone and get hurt.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly took out a pistol from his waist, held it tightly in his hand, and quickly followed.

"Oh!"

The bedroom door was kicked open by the angry Mr. Wang, and the poor door hit the wall heavily, making a dull sound.

The two were frightened by the sudden loud noise and turned their heads at the same time.

"Old Wang!" Xiaoliu exclaimed in horror, his voice full of panic and anxiety.

Shen Lang, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He looked at Mr. Wang and said in a relaxed tone, "Old Wang, please be patient for a moment. I'll be done soon!"

"The surname is Shen!"

Mr. Wang recognized Shen Lang at a glance. Seeing that he was not afraid at all after he broke in, and even said such outrageous words, he was instantly furious. His eyes widened as if they were about to spit fire.

"Brother?" Mr. Lu followed in. He quickly glanced at the erotic and chaotic scene in the room, then looked away, waiting for his brother's instructions.

"kill him!"

Mr. Wang squeezed out these three cold words from between his teeth, each word filled with strong murderous intent.

Mr. Lu understood what he meant and immediately raised his gun and pointed it at Shen Lang.

what's the situation?
Even though he slept with Xiaoliu, he still dared to shout for war and killing?

What a courage!
When Shen Lang saw Mr. Lu walking towards him with murderous intent, he raised his hand and shot out a stream of energy.

Mr. Lu only felt an internal force that seemed gentle but actually contained powerful strength, like an invisible sharp arrow, drilling straight into his arm.

This force quickly spread along his arm to his shoulder. In an instant, he felt as if his arm was pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time, and it was like being electrocuted. The pain was unbearable.

The sudden severe pain made his wrist go limp, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"what happened……"

Mr. Lu's face was filled with astonishment, his eyes wide open. He looked at his arm in disbelief, which seemed to have lost consciousness in an instant, and then shot his gaze at Shen Lang like a torch. Doubts surged in his heart, and the feeling of shock was like a surging tide, almost drowning him.

He really couldn't imagine how his arm could suddenly suffer such a serious injury.

In the next moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in Shen Lang's hand, and a shiny black pistol was already in his hand.

And pull the trigger.

"boom!"

A deafening gunshot suddenly exploded in this small space, and the bullet, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, whizzed through Mr. Lu's arm.

Then, with the remaining force, it smashed through the wooden door behind him.

A shocking bullet hole instantly appeared on the door panel, and wood chips flew everywhere.

"Well……"

Mr. Lu groaned, and even though his arm was in excruciating pain, blood gushed out, staining his sleeves red.

But the toughness in his bones was instantly aroused. After staggering for a moment, he endured the severe pain and stood steadily in front of Mr. Wang.

At this moment, he was worried that Shen Lang would take the opportunity to shoot Mr. Wang, completely disregarding his own safety.

Mr. Wang saw that the gun in Mr. Lu's hand had fallen. Although he was extremely anxious, he did not dare to act rashly for a while.

He knew very well that Shen Lang had a gun in his hand. If he acted rashly at this moment, it would undoubtedly be like hitting a rock with an egg. He could only suppress his anger, grit his teeth, and remain silent. The muscles on his face twitched slightly with anger.

"Old Wang, what on earth do you mean by this?" Shen Lang frowned, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and questioning. "We're all in Shanghai together, and we're all in the same boat. You're calling for war and killing as soon as you meet us. That's a bit too much!"

Seeing that Shen Lang showed no signs of shooting again, Mr. Wang's anger, which had been suppressed in his heart, began to burn again.

His eyes were red as he stared at Shen Lang fiercely, saying hatefully, "Mr. Shen, you still have the nerve to question me about what I'm saying?"

Shen Lang frowned again, "Putting aside the facts, aren't you right?"

(End of this chapter)