landbeastnovel Chapter 55 Rat oil!
Chapter 55 Rat oil!
Inside the small building.
The stove used for boiling medicine has been lit.
Fried chicken, roast duck, braised pork... a whole bunch of cooked food is served on plates and placed on the stove.
It was piping hot and had an enticing aroma.
Shen Mo picked up a fried chicken leg and placed it in Shen Lang's eagerly awaiting bowl.
"Thank you, Brother Xie!"
Shen Lang shouted excitedly and buried his head in his food, looking completely satisfied.
Shen Mo then got up and went to his backpack, took out a cell phone box, and handed it to his father, saying:
"Take this phone."
I've got the card, and my phone number is saved on it.
If you need anything in the future, you can contact me anytime.
As long as I don't go on missions...
Shen Youliang hesitated for a moment, took the phone box, and couldn't help but ask:
"What about the Bloodfang Gang...?"
"Resolved."
Shen Mo sat back down by the stove with a calm expression.
He didn't actually feel cold.
Having a constitution that has undergone a second sublimation, one can sleep soundly in the snow without any problems.
But subconsciously, he still wanted to stay by the stove...
"Are you really alright?" Shen Youliang pressed.
"Yes." Shen Mo nodded and said, "My captain has some connections in the shantytown."
Otherwise, the relocation permit issue cannot be resolved.
She has already made an appointment with Zhao Long today.
They will take me there tomorrow to explain the situation.
She used to be in a hunting party, and now she has her own demon-hunting team, so Zhao Long will still give her that much face...
After a long and detailed explanation, Shen Youliang was finally reassured.
Not long after, Shen's mother returned with the medicine.
A cloying fragrance emanated from him, causing Shen Mo to frown slightly and ask:
"Mom, what do you smell like?"
"Really?" Mrs. Shen grabbed her collar and sniffed, then exclaimed in realization, "It seems a little bit, it smells like rat oil. How come your nose is so sensitive?"
Rat oil?
Seeing Shen Mo's puzzled expression, Shen's mother explained:
"Ding Xia bought some rat oil, saying that applying it externally could treat sores and drain pus..."
Turning her head, Shen's mother asked Shen Youliang:
"Does rat oil really have this effect?"
"It seems so..." Shen Youliang said uncertainly.
"Her man was lucid for a while today, but it seemed like a final burst of energy before his death..."
Shen's mother then talked about Ding Xia's family situation.
The man from that family couldn't pay the offerings, so he was publicly beaten by the Blood Fang Gang and thrown into the sewage lake.
After being rescued, he has been bedridden for over half a month...
late at night.
Shen Mo sat up in bed, pulled his backpack out from under the bed, and took out the sealed bag that Shi Lan had given him.
Open the sealed bag, unwrap the oil paper wrapping, and you'll find a pistol and bullets inside.
This pistol was the one Shen Mo seized from the robbers.
Since it could not be brought into Mugu City, it was buried in the west of the city.
On his way back to the city in the afternoon, he asked Shi Lan to help him bring it into the city...
ka ka ka-
Amid a series of soft clicks, Shen Mo skillfully disassembled the pistol completely.
He then took out a cloth and began cleaning the pistol.
The gun was buried in the ground for four days, but there were no problems with it.
However, in order to ensure the success of the next operation, Shen Mo still wanted to thoroughly maintain the weapon, inside and out.
This pistol is pretty good; the rifling shows little wear, so it probably hasn't been used much.
After carefully maintaining the pistol, Shen Mo reassembled it and checked the bullets.
After confirming that the weapon was working properly.
Shen Mo then took out a bag from his backpack, which contained wigs, fake beards...
Shen Mo's ability to disguise himself is average, but in the dead of night, he doesn't need much disguise; he just needs to be able to mislead people.
It took some time to get the disguise done.
Shen Mo packed a change of clothes, then took a gun, a psychoactive drug, and a dagger, and quietly entered the rainy night in the shantytown.
With his superhuman senses and keen observation skills, Shen Mo moved like a ghost through the messy wooden shed.
The patter of raindrops was like his eyes and ears, always allowing him to avoid the insects in the alleyways in advance.
Soon, Shen Mo arrived at the Never-Sleeping District again.
Sleet and snow cannot stop drug addicts, gamblers, brothel patrons, and drunkards.
As the only nighttime entertainment area for the lower-class residents of Dusk Valley City, it remains bustling with activity.
Shen Mo entered a bar without making a sound.
A moment later, he came out wearing a sharp suit.
Slightly wavy hair, pale skin.
Even with a mask and glasses, Shen Mo looked like a white-collar worker in Shangping, exuding a completely different vibe from the shantytown.
"Returning to his original position means..."
Shen Mo chuckled to himself, rejected the offers of customers from various shops, and headed straight for SOS.
Upon seeing Shen Mo, dressed in a suit, approaching, the two gang members guarding the gate immediately greeted him with smiles.
Shen Mo smiled and went to greet them, taking out a hundred-yuan Alliance coin and waving it at the two of them.
Simultaneously, unleash magic—suggestion!
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wow——
The hostesses in the private room gasped in surprise, then quickly fell silent, looking uneasily at the three men sitting in the main seats.
boom!
He smashed his empty wine glass at the television, cracking the screen with countless fissures.
The middle-aged man looked indifferently at Shi Qiang, whose face he had splashed with wine, and said coldly:
"It seems you don't understand your own identity!"
Trying to bargain with us? Do you even have the right?!
Even Zhao Long is just a dog of the Guo family, so what are you?
My young master is doing you a favor by taking you in as his dog!
"We're already being generous with the bones we get to gnaw on; you expect to eat meat with the young master?"
Shi Qiang's fawning smile froze on his face.
But after the middle-aged man finished speaking, he continued with a fawning smile:
"Deacon Tan is right. I was incredibly audacious and offended you! I was incredibly audacious!"
"Qiangzi, you too."
It's your honor that the Sixth Young Master is willing to support you!
Be content with what you have!
Sitting on the other side of the middle-aged man, Han Tie poured wine for Steward Tan while making a show of disappointment at his lack of ambition, saying:
"Please forgive me, Steward Tan."
Qiangzi is a stubborn person who can't understand things.
I'll need you to train me more in the future...
After the two men apologized profusely, Deacon Tan's expression gradually softened.
But he still maintained his airs, reprimanding Shi Qiang and Han Tie before standing up and saying:
"Remember this: hand over 70%! Not a penny less!"
Don't even think about fooling the young master.
Otherwise... hmph!
"No, no!" Shi Qiang and Han Tie quickly stood up.
"There's still plenty of time, Deacon Tan, don't be in such a hurry to leave!"
Let's play a little longer!
Knowing your preferences, I specially prepared this gift!
As they were speaking, Shi Qiang shouted to someone at the door:
"Bring them here!"
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Steward Tan didn't move an inch, but said, "I still have to report back to the young master!"
"No rush, no rush!"
"Young Master must be resting now!"
"Yes, yes, it's so late, let's not disturb the young master."
"This is nothing to us."
"You've worked so hard these past few days, you should relax a bit, right?"
......
They urged Deacon Tan to sit down again, with Shi Qiang and Han Tie offering constant flattery.
But after waiting for a long time, the person still hadn't been brought back.
Seeing that Steward Tan's expression was becoming increasingly impatient, Shi Qiang's face turned somewhat ugly.
Just as he was about to send someone to check, the door to the private room opened...