Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together! - Chapter 492 - Absurd Talk, The Old Gatekeeper (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 492 - Absurd Talk, The Old Gatekeeper (Seeking Monthly Votes)

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Chapter 492: Chapter 126: Absurd Talk, The Old Gatekeeper (Seeking Monthly Votes)The fat man said urgently, "Sir, hold on, I, I still want to live."

Xu Shu frowned, "Well, the job’s not around anymore, what’s the point of living? You might as well die, obey me."

"Sir, Sir! I, I can endure, save me... I don’t want to die..." The fat man was both scared and in pain, barely holding on, but his will to live was firm.

"Sigh, I get it."

Xu Shu was reluctant and searched for a while before he found a plaster bandage that Gu Yue Ming had previously used on him, which was quite effective at regenerating flesh and mending bone, especially for the wounds of ordinary people.

He then got a clothes-drying fork and, from a distance, tidied up the fat man’s exposed intestines, then patched it with the bandage, using the blood on it to stick it in place.

A few breaths later, it had miraculously stopped bleeding.

Feeling the warm heat emanating from his lower body, the fat man knew his life was preserved, but thinking about his lost manhood, he shed two lines of hot tears.

"Sir, thank you very much for saving my life..."

"Two hundred thousand," Xu Shu said coldly.

"What?"

"The external-use bandage, this stuff is only made by doctors, do you think any old thing could save your life?"

"Okay, okay..." With the doctor’s bandage, the bleeding had stopped and the fat man’s complexion looked better. Suddenly, as if possessed by a ghost, he added, "But it’s just a small piece, the whole strip is only one hundred and fifty thousand..."

After all, he was a merchant, familiar with the prices.

At a glance, he realized Xu Shu was asking for far too much.

Xu Shu glanced at him, "Labor fees, you think I should extend my services for free?"

"Okay, okay," the fat man did not dare to say more, simply nodding and murmuring assent, silently feeling the healing power of the bandage and harboring some slim hope that this magical item could restore his severed part.

Xu Shu walked around the room, inspecting it high and low, and found that apart from men’s clothing, there was also a small safe.

The lock was no obstacle for a Second Rank Transcendent; he just flicked it with his thumb, and the lock sprang open, revealing a pile of cash of various denominations, old and new. At a rough count, there were at least several hundred thousand in there.

"Tsk, tsk, so wealthy, truly fitting for someone daring to trade in the Wasteland," Xu Shu remarked.

This fat man was just an ordinary person, after all, to do this line of work showed he had guts and ability. Too bad he met with misfortune today; it just goes to show that lust can lead to disaster.

Besides that, there was a car key, a handgun, and a few documents that seemed unclear what they were for.

"Where are your companions?" Xu Shu discerned that this guy couldn’t possibly be trading alone.

Those sorts of lone traders, struggling to get by, couldn’t likely have this much cash on them, let alone keep hold of it even if they did make it.

The fat man answered honestly, "They’re staying upstairs."

"You keep the good room for yourself and the lousy ones for your brothers? You, huh, you’re quite the character," Xu Shu didn’t say much more.

He was unceremonious, personally selecting from the safe the larger-denomination bills, exactly one thousand each, picked out two hundred of them to make up two hundred thousand, and tucked them into his chest.

Then, he didn’t take more. He tossed the safe back, securing the now twisted lock.

He never liked owing money to others, nor did he like others owing him.

Seeing this, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief; he had feared the other party would take more due to greed. Thankfully, that didn’t happen.

Xu Shu stuffed the money into his pockets, bulging them out, and then asked, "What’s your name? I have some questions for you."

"Ah?" The fat man was momentarily startled before replying, "Ji Bochang."

Xu Shu was at a loss for words for a moment, glancing involuntarily at Ji’s now-absent member and thought that with a name like that you were destined for this misfortune.

After watching the doctor’s bandage take effect for a while, Ji Bochang’s strength should have recovered significantly. Xu Shu casually asked, "The creature that attacked you earlier, did you see what it was?"

"Ah, that was... a very young woman, very beautiful, flawless and white, and she had a slim figure, but, but, she had a dog’s neck on her back, different from a regular dog’s. She had white fur... right, not a dog, a wolf, like a white-furred snow wolf..." Ji Bochang recalled with some fear.

Xu Shu’s mouth twitched.

Beautiful was one thing, but after all, he hadn’t seen the face himself, so he withheld judgment.

But slim?

That barrel waist, those elephant legs, and you’re telling me slim?

Brother, that creature’s legs were hardly thinner than yours...

Muttering to himself for a while, Xu Shu refrained from interrupting, quietly listening to Ji Bochang’s description.

From the other’s somewhat scattered words, he pieced together the basics and made a preliminary judgment. The woman who attacked tonight might be a "werewolf."

Ji Bochang said she looked lovely, but below her neck was all snow-white mane, sharp teeth, and she had a dog’s head - oh no, a wolf’s head. Plus, this creature seemed inclined to bear children for humans, a predilection for "wolf-like" qualities... However, female werewolves are supposed to be rare, quite uncommon...

"I see... well, it seems there’s not much to be done then, just let it be," seeing there was no more useful information, Xu Shu clapped his hands and stood up.

The suspected werewolf had run off, and he wasn’t a "Rascal" with a bloodthirsty skill to track her down, so naturally, he could only let it go and not aimlessly search for her den.

However, making a tidy sum of two hundred thousand for half a strip of doctor’s bandage tonight wasn’t too shoddy.

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