I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

He stared intently at himself in the rearview mirror, his face full of resentment.

"I can't live without her!"

"I just saw you, you bastard, with those idiotic masked men at the flower shop! I even let the tires out of those cars to pick you up."

"Calm down!"

Du Fei kicked open the steel pipe protective net separating the front and rear seats, and hurriedly tried to grab the steering wheel. When he looked up, he saw a high white wall covered with geometric color blocks in front of him.

[He got out of the car unharmed during the accident.]

In a moment of urgency, Du Jue quickly gave the order, and then with a powerful force, he pulled the steering wheel, and the vehicle immediately turned sharply to the left, crashing solidly into the wall.

Two members of the Second Association rushed over immediately. Du Jue anxiously raised his hand, wanting to call for help. After all, although his clothes were only torn by the twisted steel pipe, the driver had hit his head and was bleeding.

"You have half a minute. Please leave the security area immediately! Retreat to the outside of the cordon!"

"When the time comes, we will not hesitate to drive out the invaders!"

"What the hell?! Didn't you see this was a car accident?!"

Du Jue hurriedly kicked open the car door, and fortunately the damage and deformation of the outer body of the car were not serious, which allowed him to safely pull the unconscious driver out.

"Back off immediately! Back off!"

Seeing the association members draw their two-handed greatswords without hesitation, Du Jue could only lead the driver to the perimeter three meters from the wall before they were allowed to put away their weapons.

What incredibly bad luck!

Don't try to pick up the driver and hail another taxi, but this time he should go somewhere far away so he doesn't get revenge.

"There's a large hospital two blocks to the right of the street, and a small clinic across the street."

The voice behind him made Du Jue turn around in surprise. It was a member of the association with long white hair, which looked quite cute, like octopus tentacles.

It seems I've met her before when I was on a mission with Olga; she's Julia, a sixth-tier finisher.

"Thanks."

"It's alright, but I hope you don't come near here. There's no place for you here."

She and her companion then pushed the car outside the cordon.

Du Jue quickly found a clinic and dropped off the driver. Then he looked thoughtfully at the huge art building across the street. It seemed that Wim had hired Walter from Section 6 to do the security work for the exhibition.

"Is this heaven? Holy crap, how did you get up here?!"

The excited driver immediately glared at Du Jue, who was sitting in the next bed, staring at him in disbelief.

To be honest, Du Jue felt really confused at this moment. How long had this driver known that Palala? Was it really worth it to die for that person?

"Alright, Smiling Face is a nightmare in the association, so don't even think about revenge."

"You know what level that is, right?"

These words immediately left the driver looking dejected, and he lay helplessly on the hospital bed with his pupils dilated.

"As expected, I'm nothing special. Even if I die, other drivers will take my place. There's no place for me in the city."

"Only Parala cares about what I think and is willing to reserve a place for me in her heart."

The driver started crying and sobbing, completely losing the fierceness he had shown in the car.

"Don't be so arrogant. So what if it's Urban Nightmare? You're still just as insignificant as me!"

Next came his nonsense about how only those in the nest are the masters of the city, a load of rubbish that put him and Du Jue in roughly the same position. Du Jue, speechless, slapped him across the face.

Snapped!

The gauze wrapped around the driver's head was knocked askew by Du Jue, and only then did he come to his senses.

"Do you know where you stand now?"

"Will you guys go back to the Depreciation Gang?"

"No, I won't. I won't turn back now."

"Since you've let me go, I want to go back to the Depreciation Gang and accept other people like Palara. I don't want to be a driver for over ten years anymore."

"Take care, and contact me if you need anything."

Du Jue felt that he was too idle to be sentimental when he saw the driver covering his face and crying, only to find out that the car could still be driven when he got outside.

So he immediately drove the dilapidated car home, which attracted a lot of disdainful looks, but Du Jue didn't care about other people's opinions at all and put a middle finger out of the car window.

The communicator rang; answer it without hesitation.

"Stop it! What the hell did you tell me? My sister is gone!"

"What? That's impossible! I swear on my life, Smiling Face never even went to your house!"

"I don't care about this or that, what did you promise me today?! I must be an idiot to go and hang out with gangsters, damn it!"

To avoid panic and slamming on the brakes, which caused the experienced drivers behind to yell and curse, I felt a long-lost sense of panic and fear.

"shut up!"

His sudden shout actually made Park Hoi, who was opposite him, freeze in place and shut up.

"Was your sister's body found at the scene? Who killed her?"

"Uh, no, I just couldn't find her when I got home. She's usually shy and doesn't like to go out, especially since it's almost dark now."

"Have the neighbors asked?!"

“I was too hasty just now, because I heard from the neighbors that Xiaomian easily broke through their defenses, and I haven’t even asked yet.”

"Do it now, I'll be right there!"

He tossed the communicator onto the passenger seat, determined not to start the car and drive against traffic immediately; he absolutely refused to break his promise.

65

Chapter 65 Exhibition Hall.

A couple kisses lightly in the dim light.

"Sasha, I never thought we'd both survive. It's all thanks to that Dujue."

"Yes, luckily we all stayed on the ruins of the parish and survived the wild beasts and starved back to safety."

Bang!

The loud crash from the side interrupted their tender moment, and they immediately gripped the workshop weapons they carried with them.

Somewhat disheveled, Du Jue climbed out of the broken car window and quickly found Park Hui, who was squatting at his doorstep, regretting his actions and holding his head in his hands.

"put an end to?!"

"Shut up!"

"Say, what's going on?"

These two sentences made Park Hui think that he had lost Du Jue's sister, and then he spoke angrily.

“The neighborhood watchman said he saw someone handing out flyers under my door, and then my sister ran out on her own.”

Du Jue, leaning against the wall, kept shaking his leg. Unable to find any clues from the limited information, he turned his head warily to look at the man and woman who had followed him.

"Oh, you survived too. Thank you for the church's help."

"If you hadn't kept us in the church, our firm's representative would probably have been killed. We would have been unemployed. Let's exchange contact information."

Du Jue frowned and dismissed the two, not paying any attention to them at all, and turned to continue questioning Park Hui.

"What flyer don't you know?"

"Well, the person who came just left flyers at my door and didn't give them to anyone else, so I was at a loss."

"Is this really a flyer? How could they only hand out one?"

"Damn! I don't know either, this is the first time I've encountered something like this."

He anxiously bit his fingernails, avoiding immediate questioning.

"This is the only time your sister has run away on her own? Isn't your sister shy? Why did she go out on her own initiative?"

Upon hearing this, Park opened his mouth as if to speak but then stopped, his anger rising. Du Jue grabbed him by the collar and punched him so hard that his teeth drew blood from the corner of his mouth.

Tell me!

“Actually, my younger sister was sold by my parents when she was six years old, but she came back to live with us for a year when she was ten, and then left again. No matter how I asked her where she was sold to, she would say it was a secret, so I could only accept it.”

“At the time, I was just a mouse, I knew my place, I didn’t have the ability to interfere. Anyway, she seemed to be doing quite well, she was covered in luxury goods.”

"She came back when she turned eighteen, but this time she was mentally unstable. She was afraid that anyone she talked to was lying to her, and she had difficulty taking care of herself when going out."

"She is my only family member. I must live well no matter what, otherwise I really don't know how I can keep going."

What kind of human trafficker would allow a year-long family visit?

This thing is bizarre even in the city. The more you ask, the more confused you become, and you feel like you don't know where to start.

"Park Hoi, grab your weapons and stick close to me."

"What do you mean? You know where my sister went?"

"Shut up!"

The repeated, tyrannical orders made Park Hui involuntarily lower his head and obediently go inside to pack his equipment. Only then did he have time to look at the two people who had just spoken to him.

Sasha and Darcy waved to Du in a friendly manner, reminding him that his car had just exploded and caught fire.

"who are you?"

With their explanation, Du Jue finally understood that these were the same group of men he had met at the cathedral who had been with him in trying to capture the bishop.

"We're both from the Gloves Company. Let's talk again another day, I see you have something else to do."

Park, who rushed out of the house with all his weapons, didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Du Jue and could only stand next to him. This made Sasha and Darcy tactfully leave first.

Do not greet the two people who are finishing up and then walk into the back alleys and streets with your hands in your pockets.

[Park Hoi's sister has been found.]

At this point, only the ability to be a jack-of-all-trades comes into play; one should try to suppress one's temper and wander around aimlessly.

On the left is a shop with a sign that reads "Embrace Love". Next to it is a scrolling electronic screen that says people need eight hugs a day. The fluorescent board in front of the door says it provides an absolutely safe, reassuring, and sleep-inducing hug.

He and Park will walk around the customers who are glancing back at the shop in a daze.

There are even street challenges where two people can win a prize simply by touching eyes without blinking.

Many idiots even kowtow and pray to those virtual goddess statues, and the electronic indulgence vending machines can even be customized with different styles.

Where exactly are we going?

Park Hui couldn't help but ask, but after looking left and right, he could only tell that Du Jue was just wandering around, and there was no response from the front.

As the surrounding buildings became more familiar, Du Jue immediately felt increasingly uneasy, after all, none of the places he had been to were good places.

"grass!"

Du Jue, who also didn't know where to go, suddenly realized something after seeing the Well Moon Art Exhibition Hall. He said that it's normal for city dwellers to do bad things, but who would do such an abstract bad thing?

Could it be that Ring Finger Wim is behind this again?

He had a flash of inspiration and immediately pulled out the invitation from his pocket and showed it to Park.

"Ask the neighborhood watchmen if that's what the flyers look like."

Park immediately took a picture and typed a message, and soon looked up at Du Jue with a surprised expression.

"That's right!"

"Then you go back."

But what about my sister?!

Du Jue didn't say anything, but just pointed in the direction of the Second Association's duty station. That was where the association's clean-up personnel were still diligently patrolling at night. Walter even came to inspect the area himself.

This impressive lineup made Park Hui's face turn pale. Even if he rushed in headfirst, it would probably only take the other side a few minutes. He understood that Du Jue meant he wasn't qualified to cause trouble.

"Don't worry, judging from your previous situation, your sister won't be harmed too soon. I'll go check on things first, and I'll contact you tomorrow."

"Go contact the molar care agency and post a missing person notice. They're pretty reliable when it comes to handling cases. This isn't the time to save money."