vncnus 089 Outsider
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"Oh dear, there's nothing here. I'd better go check on the Second Miss."
Old Tang rushed out of the library, intending to use this line to pretend to be a retainer who had helped with patrols before, but found that the atmosphere in the academy was completely wrong.
"How did you react so quickly?"
He quickly took out his phone and sent the picture. He soon received an email, which read: "Task completed, payment received."
Five million in hand!
"Bingo! Five million US dollars, job done!"
Old Tang darted out along the path next to the library and found a group of people searching the area. He walked around the church, looked up at Jesus on the cross, and silently prayed, "Thank God, don't let them find me."
Although the mission was slightly flawed and alerted the people here, everything else went smoothly. He felt like he was possessed by James Bond, with five million, luxury cars, beautiful women, and legendary stories, plus Lu Mingfei as his underling, his retirement life would be wonderful.
Old Tang walked quickly toward the entrance, staying close to the building's shadow.
"Waaaaah—waaaah—"
Suddenly, several searchlights turned on at the same time, illuminating the square in front of them as bright as day.
"Holy crap? We've been exposed?!" Old Tang immediately stopped and jumped into the flower bed next to him.
"Bang, bang, bang," came the sound of demolition. He looked up and saw the young men and women who had been patrolling earlier were frantically gathered in the square in front of him, tearing down whatever they could get their hands on.
Old Tang witnessed a beautiful girl in a white lace dress kick down a roadside sign and then throw the metal post into a truck with one hand!
Not only her, but all the students along the way were wreaking havoc! Lampposts were violently pulled out, metal trash cans were smashed, and those ornate metal statues were lifted by several people and thrown into a truck to be driven away.
Is collecting recyclables really that profitable?
Old Tang was dumbfounded, wondering what deep-seated hatred these people had for this place.
"What on earth is going on? Did that woman grow up eating spinach?"
Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best! This five million is too hot to handle; he can't possibly defeat these superhuman cyborgs.
Old Tang quickly walked in the opposite direction, not thinking about leaving, but first making sure he wasn't discovered and getting as far away from this group of people as possible.
"Bang bang bang bang bang—!"
Just as they passed through a few buildings, gunshots suddenly rang out in the distance. Old Tang instinctively ducked into a corner and covered his head with his hands.
After a while, he realized that the gunshots earlier weren't aimed at him. He cautiously tried to look towards the main campus square, but the buildings blocked his view, and he couldn't see what had happened.
"What the hell is going on? Is this an internal rebellion?" Old Tang swallowed hard.
Weren't we all having a great time at the dance just now? How did things suddenly escalate into a fight? Old Tang thought about the initial intrusion plan and the later changes to the dance plan. Could it be that the one who caused this huge commotion was one of his own people?
But the plan has been changed; there's no need to blow up the door or launch a large-scale attack. All he has to do is play the role of a retainer, accompany the hired actor, and then act alone.
My actions went smoothly and I didn't attract anyone's attention, so how did I end up in this crazy scene as soon as I came out?
"What the hell were you guys doing up there while I was working down there?!" Old Tang screamed inwardly.
Before Old Tang could figure out what these fanatics were doing, a terrifying heatwave exploded, and soon he watched as the campus was shrouded in white mist.
"What the f**k?!"
"This is too hardcore... Is this fog poisonous?" Old Tang was so scared that his legs were spinning. How did he, a comedic hunter who just wanted to make a living, end up in this kind of biohazard scenario?
Huh? Resident Evil!
Old Tang suddenly thought of the plot of "Resident Evil 1": Was the Hive base destroyed because that bastard Spencer deliberately broke the T-virus vial, and the Red Queen sealed off the base, turning everyone into zombies?
That brass can the employer made him destroy definitely contained something terrifying. Oh no! Did I inhale some kind of biochemical toxin? I don't want to become like these lunatics!
Old Tang desperately ran along the shadows of the buildings.
"elder brother……"
Old Tang shuddered and turned around abruptly, only to find nothing but a billowing cloud of hot white mist behind him.
"Hallucination... It must be a hallucination. Oh no, I still inhaled it, I'm poisoned." Old Tang patted his helmet hard, trying to shake off the inexplicable and overwhelming sadness from his mind.
"The amount inhaled shouldn't be too much, there might still be hope. I have five million, five million should be enough to cure him."
He quickly found a silver Harley-Davidson motorcycle, the dream bike he had always wanted, and most importantly, the key was still in the ignition.
"No way."
"Do people at this college never take their keys out of the parking lot?" He hopped on, turned the key, and said, "The security is bad enough, but they don't even lock their cars. They deserve to get stolen."
"Hallelujah! God always favors handsome men!" Old Tang shouted.
The engine roared like a beast, and a tremendous surge of acceleration instantly followed. Old Tang lowered his body, twisted the throttle sharply, and the black Harley-Davidson shot off like an arrow, crashing through the wooden landing gear at the edge of the parking lot and hurtling down the winding mountain road.
That went too smoothly; the mission is over now. I must have been overthinking things. What does the conflict between the two groups have to do with him? Maybe they just couldn't agree on salary and benefits?
He'll go back and get his five million dollars, then retire and spend the rest of his life wandering the world, traveling to those island nations in the Pacific with their white sand, blue sea, and lush, beautiful women!
"elder brother……"
Here we go again, it's so annoying!
"What the hell! Another auditory hallucination?" Old Tang patted his head in frustration, suddenly feeling his vision becoming blurry.
He cried, tears streaming down his face.
"What the hell is going on... Why am I crying? I made five million today! You bastard, aren't you happy that you made money?!" Old Tang cursed loudly at the wind, wiping away his tears fiercely.
He must have inhaled the hallucinogens in that white mist, which clouded his mind.
Yes, that must be it!
He had originally planned that after receiving the five million, he would invite Lu Mingfei to treat him to a life of luxury and let him experience the glamorous world.
Unfortunately, things got out of control. He may have gotten involved with some evil organization that conducts human experiments. The conspiracies in this world are too terrifying.
"Brother, it's not that I'm being disloyal..." Old Tang gritted his teeth in the wind, "Your brother Tang has gotten himself into big trouble this time. Those inhuman behind-the-scenes organizations might already be targeting me."
Old Tang made up his mind that once he escaped back to Brooklyn, he would immediately delete all his social media accounts. He absolutely could not involve Lu Mingfei; Lu Mingfei knew nothing, and he couldn't let him get hurt.
"I can't hang out with you anymore, brother. I can't introduce you to any hot girls in Brooklyn. You'll have to find a girlfriend yourself." Old Tang wiped away his tears and snot, his eyes hardening with determination. "As for me, with this five million, I'm going to hide at the ends of the earth!"