Let's Squander A Billion First!

The night watchman begins to doze off, cradling the gun, sleepy and drowsy.

“Click—”

A slight noise does not catch the watchman’s attention; he shifts position and continues to sleep.

In the darkness, a cold light flashes by.

The night watchman falls to the ground.

–

The RV is a mess, and the Boss with a scarred face gasps for breath, kneeling on the ground with his knee drenched in blood.

People lay haphazardly around him, their condition unknown.

In the more interior part sits a young man.

He is immaculately clean, even his shoes are snow white.

The blood and the exquisitely angelic young man form an eerie tableau.

The young man’s fair fingertips wipe off the blood stains on the hem of his shirt, and a hint of a smile lingers on his lips, “The dress got dirty, she will be angry.”

“You’re still not dead!” the Boss gnashes his teeth ferociously.

This person has made a strong impression on him.

Because of his face.

So handsome as to be unforgettable.

The young man pulls out a tissue and wipes the blood from his fingers.

His movements are slow, graceful, his clearly defined fingers wiped one by one, even cleaning under the fingernails.

The tissue falls from the air, lands in the pool of blood, and instantly turns red as it soaks up the blood.

“How can I die.” The young man, resting his chin in his hand, parted his rosy lips slightly, “I have not yet taken my revenge.”

The Boss glares at the mischievously smiling young man, “If you’re so powerful, why did you not act at that time?”

“I wasn’t this powerful at that time,” the young man said honestly. His fingertips drew a beautiful arc in the air, the knife on the ground flew up by itself, its tip pointing at the Boss’s temple.

The young man slowly got up, took out a hat and put it on, “Having been out so long, she must think I’ve run away. I won’t play with you anymore.”

The young man walked out of the RV under the venomous gaze of the Boss, like a snake’s.

Behind him erupted the Boss’s cursing.

The young man tilted his head slightly, looking up at the pitch-black, starless night sky.

He flicked his finger in the air.

Pth—

Blood splatters onto the RV.

As the young man steps out of the RV, the entire camp is silent.

From a car nearby, someone watches him silently, unnoticed. The young man glances subtly in that direction, lifting the corners of his mouth, and steps over the blood to leave.

Once the young man is gone, the survivors cautiously get out of the car.

What they see resembles a Shura Field.

“What do we do?”

“Let’s run.”

The survivors hurriedly take supplies and flee.

Ning You lies in the car, left behind with no one to take her along. Her body is covered in wounds, and she has no strength to run.

Whish—

Someone lifts the car curtain and drags her out.

“Why take her?”

“Women are in such short supply nowadays, she can be sold for quite a sum. If all else fails, we can trade her for food.”

“Okay, let’s go quickly. If that guy comes back, we’ll have trouble…”

–

Lu Ran returns to where he and Miss Chuzheng had separated, only to find no one there.

Did she leave?

Or has she gone to look for me?

Lu Ran wasn’t actually planning to run this time.

He had fortunately bumped into the gang that had captured him before, and so he slipped away.

Who would have known that upon his return, Miss Chuzheng would be gone?

Lu Ran walks back to the former spot, and finds a car that hasn’t been driven away.

Two hours later, Lu Ran catches up with Yi Xiao and the others.

“Lu Ran,” Yi Xiao, driving alongside him, greets him, “Where did you go? Miss Chuzheng said she would break your leg.”

Lu Ran: “…”

Always talking about breaking his leg!

“She?”

“Ahead.”

Lu Ran stepped on the gas and caught up with Chuzheng’s car.

Seeing Lu Ran, Chuzheng coldly pulled over.

This weakling actually dares to come back!

“Why didn’t you wait for me?” Lu Ran got in the car and went on the offensive first.

Chuzheng choked for a moment and said calmly, “Didn’t you run away?”

Lu Ran: “When did I say I was going to run?”

“…” So it’s my fault now?! How could I be wrong!

Lately, Lu Ran had been avoiding her all the time, he must have wanted to run away! It’s his fault!

Chuzheng’s gaze drifted to his clothes and she smoothly changed the subject: “Where’s the blood from?”

Lu Ran looked down, then shook his head: “Don’t know, probably got it from somewhere.”

Chuzheng asked him to take it off and handed him new clothes.

Lu Ran changed clothes, then leaned in: “A kiss?” He’d sweet-talk her first so he wouldn’t get his legs broken.

“Weren’t you the one who didn’t want a kiss?” Last time, it’s like you treasured your life so much, if you don’t want to kiss, then don’t, who cares!

Chuzheng, with cold eyes and brows, threw the blood-stained clothes out of the car.

“Not kissing is…”

–

Lu Ran sat in the passenger seat with a blush still on his face, he played with a handheld game console that didn’t require internet, but the characters in the game kept dying.

The sky gradually turned red with the morning glow.

The orange-red clouds floated in the sky, bright and splendid.

It had been a long time since he had seen a scene like this.

Lu Ran looked up and stared into the distance, then turned to look at the girl beside him after a while.

“Hungry?”

As Chuzheng asked, she was already handing over water and food.

Lu Ran took them, ripped open the packaging, and stuffed a biscuit into his mouth. He looked at Chuzheng and took another piece, holding it out to her.

Chuzheng gave him a glance.

The morning glow cast a whiter hue on the boy’s face, his mouth corners slightly upturned, revealing a habitual curve.

His long eyelashes cast small shadows below his eyelids, his pale fingers pinching the biscuit seemed almost translucent as if the glow could penetrate them, each fingertip sparkled clear and round.

Chuzheng took the biscuit into her mouth.

After Chuzheng swallowed the biscuit, the boy suddenly spoke like a naughty child: “My hand has touched someone else’s blood.”

Chuzheng asked calmly, “Did you kill someone? Are you injured?”

Lu Ran quickly reined in his mischievousness, looking at her seriously: “Is that what you’re concerned about?”

“What else?” Killing someone isn’t important? What on earth is going through Good Person Card’s mind?

Lu Ran’s lips parted slightly: “Nothing, I’m fine.”

“Mmm.”

Lu Ran hugged the water and took a few sips, his heart pounding fiercely, as his face seemed to start heating up.

She clearly didn’t say anything, so why did he feel like he was on fire?

Lu Ran calmed down for a moment, then offered Chuzheng another biscuit, clarifying before she ate: “I washed my hands, they’re very clean.”

“Mmm.”

The base was getting closer and closer.

Lu Ran looked at the sign hanging outside the base as his expression drifted slightly.

They had just cleaned up this city, and Brother Bao and the others were discussing what to call the base.

Chuzheng hadn’t said a word from the start to the finish.

Not until they came up with a few names for her to choose from.

She blurted out a name just like that.

Brother Bao exploded at that moment: “Miss Chuzheng, you already had it figured out, why didn’t you say anything?”

They were discussing heatedly there, and it turns out she had never even considered using their suggestions.

How idiotic were their actions?!

Chuzheng’s indifference was as usual: “You didn’t ask.”

Brother Bao: “…”

And then those two characters were hung outside the base.

Everyone who entered the base could see them.

However, everyone felt that those two characters signified the base’s safety.

Lu Ran, though, felt she had chosen them based on her own name.