章 144: Chapter 144: Gargamel, Let's Get to Work
The evil rooster was highly sensitive to evil auras. Even from a great distance, it could sense the revival of any evil being, because the moment of revival was when the evil energy was at its most potent.
An idea sparked in its tiny brain.
It would lead these two foolish humans to the newly revived evil being.
Then, it, the hero among evil beings, would gain ultimate fame. What evil being wouldn't know the mighty name of the Evil Rooster? Perhaps from then on, it could ascend to the pinnacle of evil.
It wouldn't dare say it could marry a rich, beautiful, and white woman.
But it could definitely recruit a flock of evil minions.
They would follow behind it, showering it with flattery. Just imagining that felt wonderful. Unfortunately, beautiful dreams were just dreams. Reality was harsh, a world of difference.
Firstly, the source of the aura seemed to be in the suburbs.
Secondly, an evil being capable of emitting such an aura couldn't be ordinary.
Even if it led these two foolish humans to the evil being and said, "I've brought you two humans, go ahead and finish them off. And remember, I'm the hero of evil beings, an undercover agent among humans,"
It might not receive worship. Instead, there was a high probability that both it and the humans would be swallowed by the evil being.
Because, it had to admit, it might be a bit arrogant.
Facing an unknown, powerful evil being and declaring itself the hero of evil beings...it would likely be devoured.
The Evil Rooster had never been so serious.
After pondering for a moment, it decided, Consider these two humans lucky. I, the great Evil Rooster, am in a good mood today and feeling benevolent. I won't take you to your deaths.
Lin Fan's fire-starting skills made Old Zhang very proud.
Only his best friend possessed such a unique skill.
No one else could do it.
It was a truly special ability.
They returned to the Special Department from the hospital. At the entrance, they found a crowd gathered, chatting.
To Lin Fan and Old Zhang, what they were talking about wasn't important at all. They had craved cola and Sprite at the hospital, and now they planned to have some drinks before patrolling the streets.
"Stop." Jin He Li appeared before them.
Lin Fan smiled. "Hello."
Old Zhang smiled. "Hello."
They extended their hands, wanting to shake hands and convey a friendly signal.
Jin He Li didn't shake their hands. She asked directly, "Are you mental patients?"
She was someone who relentlessly pursued the truth. Even if One-Eyed Man had covered things up perfectly, she could still find clues. Her methods were simple and mundane: with enough money, nothing was impossible.
"We are not mental patients."
Lin Fan and Old Zhang hated being called mental patients. Although they lived in a mental hospital, it didn't mean they were mentally ill.
Jin He Li smiled. Indeed, they are mental patients. Only mental patients would claim they aren't. This was her reasoning.
Clicking her high heels, she swayed her hips and turned to leave.
She couldn't understand why One-Eyed Man had brought two mental patients to the Special Department.
What was the meaning behind it?
Lin Fan watched her, his gaze inexplicably landing on her buttocks. Then he looked down at himself. "Old Zhang, why aren't our butts as round as hers?"
Old Zhang looked at Lin Fan. "Yours is pretty round."
"Really?" Lin Fan touched his own butt, seemingly convinced by Old Zhang's words.
Back in their room, they sat on the edge of their beds, drinking cola and Sprite.
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
"Hee hee!"
This was the most important moment. Nothing else mattered.
On the Special Department's private plane, One-Eyed Man boarded. He wanted to see who wanted him gone. He'd been summoned by headquarters, and he still didn't know who was behind it.
He took out his phone and sent a message to the four experts guarding Yanhai City.
Watch over Yanhai City while I'm away, in case of evil disturbances.
Ordinary evil beings, they could handle.
But if a truly terrifying evil being appeared, the consequences would be unimaginable. The thought sent chills down his spine.
A message quickly arrived:
[Steady!]
Seeing those two words, he felt anything but steady.
Those guys were old, but truly unreliable. Especially replying with just two words...it gave him a sense of unease. Don't tell me you're gambling and can't even be bothered to write a proper reply.
The sound of propellers whirred.
The helicopter took off.
A black evil crow perched on the edge of the building, waiting patiently. Only after the helicopter disappeared into the horizon did it spread its wings and fly away.
There wasn't just one type of evil crow. Even if one was eliminated, there were thousands more.
This was the cry of the evil beings.
You can never defeat us.
Outside the suburbs, the evil crow landed on a branch and cawed at the Evil Cockroach Demon. Humans couldn't understand, but the language between evil beings was profoundly mysterious.
The message was clear:
[He's gone.]
The Evil Cockroach Demon's呆萌 (daimeng - innocent and cute) expression conveyed a sense of harmlessness. If a human saw it, they would definitely be tempted to pet it.
Kawaii!
What a cute and adorable evil being.
But if they saw the Evil Cockroach Demon's muscular physique, they would immediately abandon that thought. It had nothing to do with "kawaii." It was clearly a terrifying existence brimming with explosive power.
The Evil Cockroach Demon stood on a rock, clenched its fists, leaned forward, and roared.
The sound transformed into waves, spreading like ripples towards the distance.
Gradually, the sound dissipated, but the waves persisted, inaudible to human ears, meant only for evil beings to hear.
In the city, in a luxurious mansion, not as extravagant as Qian Xiaobao's, but still something ordinary people could only dream of, a dilapidated van slowly stopped.
Compared to the luxury cars parked in front of the mansion, the cheap van stood out like a sore thumb.
The doors opened.
Two men in blue work uniforms stepped out, their faces filled with confidence and hope for the future.
Zhou Hu!
Wang Erdan!
They had washed their hands of their past lives and embarked on a bright path. No one could stop their determination to earn an honest living.
"Are you really professionals?"
A pot-bellied, middle-aged man with slicked-back hair kept his distance, eyeing them suspiciously. He was the owner of the mansion.
Zhou Hu looked at him strangely. He felt a sudden urge to kidnap the man, but he had already chosen the righteous path. How could he still have such thoughts?
He banished the criminal thought from his mind.
"Boss, rest assured, we are true professionals, dedicated to sewer cleanliness. You can doubt our abilities before seeing the results, but you absolutely cannot doubt our professionalism."
Zhou Hu wanted to project an air of authority, but thought better of it. If he offended the boss, the boss might fire them, and their first job would be ruined.
Now, they not only had to support themselves but also another person – the one waiting in the van.
Wang Erdan asked, "Boss, do you know Qian Xiaobao?"
"Qian Xiaobao? Sounds familiar... Oh, you mean Qian Xiaobao, the son of the richest man?" The middle-aged man reacted with surprise. He was astonished. Could they actually know him?
He had guessed correctly.
Not only did they know him, they had even kidnapped him once.
Were you surprised?
Seeing the surprised look on the boss's face, Wang Erdan knew that he understood Qian Xiaobao's status and influence. Having received a higher education, he confidently told his older brother, Just watch my performance. We've handled big projects before. In terms of experience and qualifications, we're definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
"That's him. We cleaned the sewers at his house, and he praised us profusely. Even the son of the richest man commended our excellent work. Boss, you can rest assured."
He was amazed by his own cleverness.
Who would have thought that their original plan to kidnap the son of the richest man would lead them, by chance, to the sewer cleaning industry, where they found an opportunity to make an honest living, earning money with a clear conscience.
"Alright, I believe you. How much do you charge?"
Wang Erdan said, "We take the high-end, boutique route. We don't usually accept business from ordinary clients. The son of the richest man paid us twenty thousand. Since you're our second client, we'll halve it. Just ten thousand will do."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, making them think he found it expensive. They considered lowering the price, perhaps to five thousand.
But what the boss said next almost made them kneel and shout, "Long live the boss!"
"I'll pay twenty thousand too."
The thoughts of the rich were often unfathomable to ordinary people. The middle-aged man's thinking was simple: Do I lack that ten thousand? What I lack is prestige.
Although I'm not the son of the richest man, I have the heart of one. I must be on par with him, even surpass him, starting with the small things.
"Thank you, boss!"
"Don't worry, boss. We'll do a perfect job."
The middle-aged man waved them away, telling them to come back for inspection after they finished.
After making sure no one was around, they opened the back of the van. "Gargamel, let's get to work."
Ever since they adopted Gargamel at the abandoned factory, they felt like their lives had reached their peak.
Initially, they planned to use the gorilla for breeding or acrobatics to earn some money.
Who would have thought that this gorilla was so multi-talented? It could cook, warm the bed, and possessed incredible strength.
After a brief exchange, they learned the gorilla's name from its calls.
Gargamel.
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