A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 8 Pay Attention

Chao Bufan saw through her thoughts at a glance, smiled slightly, glanced out the window again, then walked up to Tang Qianqian and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what time is it? Will crying help?"

"Mind your own business," Tang Qianqian glared at him, then hissed in a low voice, "Go away, don't bother me."

Feeling like his warm welcome had been met with a cold shoulder, Chao Bufan was immediately at a loss for words. He gave a dry laugh and then said, "Tang Qianqian, right? Don't blame me for not reminding you. You saw it just now. Your so-called uncle isn't the leader of this gang. If your father really comes, you're probably in big trouble."

Upon hearing this, Tang Qianqian's expression changed drastically. She quickly reached for her shoulder, but found nothing. She then realized that her phone and backpack had been taken when she came in. She became extremely anxious, and her sobs grew louder.

Just then, the door clicked open, and Zhu Liejiang stormed in with two men, immediately launching into a tirade against Chao Bufan: "Damn it, kid, why doesn't your phone have a SIM card?"

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan scratched his head sheepishly and smiled, saying, "B-Big brother, I'm a student, where would I get a SIM card! I only found this old phone recently!"

It turned out that Zhu Liejiang had thoroughly searched Chao Bufan's military backpack. Inside, besides a few worn-out clothes, there was only a slightly worn bank card; there wasn't even an ID card, and the old cell phone didn't even have a SIM card. He had intended to call Chao Bufan's family to ask for ransom, but the kid only had a broken phone and no SIM card. During the search, they had only found about two hundred yuan, and assuming there wasn't much money in the bank card, he had simply tossed it aside.

At this moment, Tang Qianqian had already stood up and wiped away her tears, but she was very nervous and didn't dare to utter a sound.

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your home phone number so I can call your family to ransom you. Otherwise, I'll kill you," Zhu Liejiang said impatiently.

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan sighed, then said innocently, "Big brother, I've already told you I'm an orphan, why don't you believe me!"

"Damn it, are you going to talk or not?" Zhu Liejiang glared at Chao Bufan and roared, almost ready to hit him.

Seeing this, Chao Bufan looked scared and timidly asked, "B-Big Brother, could I... could I have a cigarette?"

"kindness?"

Tang Qianqian, who was standing to the side, almost fainted. What kind of time was this? People were asking you questions, and you were asking them for cigarettes. Even Zhu Liejiang was clearly stunned for a moment, and then he was furious: "Kid, are you going to talk or not?"

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan raised an eyebrow and then angrily said, "Are you sick? Are you really unable to understand human language or are you pretending? I've already told you, I've been an orphan since I was a child. Do you understand what an orphan is? The kind without fathers or mothers. How can I tell you that?"

"You—" Zhu Liejiang was speechless with anger, then flew into a rage: "Damn it, you won't talk, huh? I'll kill him."

Zhu Liejiang gave an angry command, and without further ado, the two men behind him drew their military knives from their waists and slashed at Chao Bufan from the left and right.

I guess this is where those dried bloodstains left on the ground came from!

"what!"

Tang Qianqian screamed in fright and quickly covered her eyes with her hands in terror.

Seeing this, Chao Bufan narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them. He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, just because I haven't shown my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover!" He shook his head helplessly, grabbed Tang Qianqian's hand, and pulled her behind him. Suddenly, a violent aura emanated from him. He clenched his fist, crouched slightly, and leaped forward like a lion pouncing on its prey. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of a man. Without a word, he threw a punch. The next instant, a muffled "bang" resounded as his fist, the size of a sandbag, struck the man squarely in the chest. The previously ferocious man instantly lost his momentum. After a scream, his burly body flew backward, crashing against the wall by the door before landing with a thud, lifeless.

Having crippled one burly man with a single punch, Chao Bufan didn't pause for a moment. He then delivered a sharp, cunning kick, striking another burly man squarely in the groin. A loud "piapia" sound, like firecrackers, rang out. The man's face contorted instantly, and moments later, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

In just two seconds, two burly men fell to the ground one after the other. When Zhu Liejiang came to his senses, he was shocked. His eyes bulged, his mouth was wide open, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost. When he saw Chao Bufan walking towards him, all that remained in his eyes was deep fear.

Taking two steps closer, Chao Bufan raised an eyebrow at him, then his hand suddenly gripped Zhu Liejiang's neck. In a swift motion, his fingers curled into a claw, and a sharp, piercing crack of bone rang out. Before Zhu Liejiang could react, his eyes bulged, his face still contorted in terror, his mouth agape, as Chao Bufan decisively snapped his neck. Immediately, Chao Bufan released his grip, and Zhu Liejiang collapsed to the ground, dead.

Having swiftly dispatched Zhu Liejiang and the other two, Chao Bufan felt no guilt or fear, nor did he show any mercy. In his previous life, Falcon had utterly despised such corrupt and worldly people, killing as many as possible without hesitation. Similarly, in his past life, he had similarly loathed such opportunistic villains, wishing nothing more than to kill them. Now, having lived two lives, he felt even less compassion. Therefore, in the instant he killed Zhu Liejiang and the other two, he knew nothing of mercy; killing them was as easy as crushing an ant.

After dealing with the three men, Chao Bufan lightly clapped his hands, as if brushing away any lingering bad luck. He then picked up the two military knives from the ground and tucked them into the belts on his left and right hips before walking out. Reaching the door, he suddenly remembered something, stopped, and turned around. He saw Tang Qianqian staring at him as if he were a monster. A smirk appeared on his face. "Little brat, now you know how powerful I am!" he thought coldly. "If you want to die, I don't mind you staying. If you don't want to die, come with me."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked to the door, peeked out into the corridor, and seeing that it was empty and probably safe, he stepped out.