"Hoo..."
"Hoo... cough cough..."
"Damn it... how is the weather this cold??"
On the road covered in frost and snow, a figure draped in a thick fur coat was currently gritting his teeth running. Steaming white mist drifted out from the corners of his mouth, in a moment then condensing into tiny ice crystals...
Yan Shang didn't know how far he had already run. In short he turned his head looking back, already unable to see the chaotic scene on the Century Avenue, and no one pursued and killed over either. This made him unable to help but heave a sigh of relief.
Since establishing the Stars Chamber of Commerce single-handedly, he had never intensely exercised like this again. Just a short few minutes of running, was just like emptying his body.
"That group of trashes with no eyesight... don't they know to drive the vehicle a bit forward?"
Yan Shang originally could have calmly and composedly sat on the vehicle after making a huge profit, directly driving towards the station of the Realm Train. The Century Avenue and there weren't far, could rush there in a few minutes, but exactly now this distance of a few minutes, in his eyes was yet incomparably long.
Right when Yan Shang secretly cursed Six of Hearts and that gang of useless subordinates, a vehicle slowly drove over from the corner.
Seeing Yan Shang run over, the vehicle also tactfully stopped. Along with Yan Shang pulling open the car door sitting inside, his body finally warmed up a bit.
"President, just now the people on the Century Avenue were a bit many, I came late." The driver apologetically spoke.
"Not late! You came exactly right!"
Yan Shang's whole person collapsed on the back row seat, panting heavily. "Quickly... quickly drive!"
"Okay President."
Along with the vehicle slowly starting, Yan Shang saw the constantly retreating street outside the window, his mind greatly joyous. He finally didn't need to run to the station himself. The temperature outside was low to that extent, even if he ran over, estimating he'd also only have half a life left.
"Strange... is going to the station this direction?" Yan Shang saw the vehicle slowly turning a corner, driving into a remote road. A touch of doubt emerged in his eyes.
"President, the main road over there has people everywhere, on the ground are also corpses frozen to death, already cannot drive past."
Yan Shang slightly nodded. Just about to relaxingly close his eyes, he suddenly thought of something,
"Not right ah... you were staying together with me the whole time just now, how did you then know that road couldn't be walked?"
The driver held the steering wheel with one hand, turning his head looking towards the back row seat, lightly laughing once,
"You guess?"
A human skin mask floated down from the driver's face. At the same time, a gun muzzle had already aimed at the panic-stricken Yan Shang in the back row, pulling the trigger!
Bang——!
The power of [Judgment] burst out from the gun muzzle, like a silent bullet that could decompose everything, in the blink of an eye shooting towards the center of Yan Shang's brows. Yan Shang's complexion instantly greatly changed!
Right at this time, Yan Shang's close-fitting pocket suddenly transmitted a burst of exploding and shattering sound. A green light bloomed out of thin air, with a boom clashing together with the Deconstruction bullet, in the blink of an eye forcefully erasing it in the air.
[Six of Hearts]??!!
Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Yan Shang fearfully opened the car door, also not caring that the vehicle was still driving at this moment, jumping down with all his strength!
His whole person was just like a rubber ball rolling several circles on the ground. Mud dirt and snow accumulation instantly covered the surface of the expensive fur coat. Yan Shang felt himself was just like falling apart... but now he already couldn't care about this much anymore, miserably climbing up from the ground, stumbling fleeing towards the distance!
Chen Ling sat inside the car, unhurriedly braking the car to a stop. Looking through the rearview mirror at that figure fleeing in panic not choosing his path, the corners of his mouth slightly rose up.
"Ritual Artifacts are many right... I however want to see, how many times can you save yourself?"
On the desolate road, the cold wind piercingly whistled,
Because there weren't any households nearby, no buildings to block, the temperature here was even lower than the city center. Yan Shang's eyelashes and lips were almost frozen up. He forcefully endured the piercing pain on his face, stepping forward risking his life.
Beaten to death he also didn't expect, that [Six of Hearts] unexpectedly chased over, and moreover even used this kind of form to torture him...
Speaking the truth, if [Six of Hearts] really faced off with him head-on, Yan Shang on the contrary wasn't afraid. As long as he threw out three or four Ritual Artifacts in one breath, even if he couldn't kill Six of Hearts he could also drag him for a few minutes. But exactly the other party just wouldn't play cards according to common sense. This kind of unexpected assassination, made him fundamentally not know where the crisis would come from, naturally then unable to make a response.
Yan Shang wildly ran on the road for less than two minutes, his whole person already frozen into being unable to walk the road. He felt his own breathing also begin to weaken, footsteps increasingly heavy, as if it wouldn't be long before thoroughly falling down... he knew he must think of a way to keep warm.
Right at this time, he saw at the corner of the road, there was a family currently surrounding a basin of burning Coal. The fiery red Coal exuded the final light and heat in the harsh winter, like a miniaturized sun.
Yan Shang's eyes instantly straightened. He stumbled walking towards that direction, both legs softening directly kneeling down beside the stove.
Seeing someone suddenly appear, the whole family was startled into a jump, looking at him in shock and doubt, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Let me warm for a bit... let me warm for a bit! Just a bit!" Yan Shang tremblingly took down a piece of jadeite from his hand, placing it beside the stove. "This thing you guys take away, gifting it to you guys."
The headed man blanked out for a bit, shaking his head, returning the jadeite to Yan Shang again.
"No need, anyway it's just one more spot... this Coal was exchanged using our whole family's savings. If one more person can be saved, this money spent is also more worthwhile."
"Yes ah, we just saved an uncle, also didn't want his money." The Child at the side said.
Yan Shang blanked out for a bit. "Just now on the road, there were still other people who came?"
"Right ah, he's just sitting opposite you."
Yan Shang looked along the direction the Child pointed, only seeing opposite the stove, a figure wearing a brown overcoat was currently sitting there, smilingly looking at him...
"We meet again, President Yan."
The next moment, a gun muzzle slowly raised up.
Bang——!
Yan Shang screamed once. This time his body no longer had green brilliance blooming. His shoulder was instantly opened a large hole, falling face up on the ground.
It's him!! It's him again!!
At the same time, Yan Shang's other hand rapidly reached into his pocket, who knows what thing was crushed. Closely following, the surrounding space abruptly stagnated, Chen Ling and the others were all frozen.
Intense pain transmitted from Yan Shang's shoulder, making his complexion incomparably pale. He wailed on one side while climbing up from the ground, stumbling walking towards the distance... He at this moment, fundamentally didn't have the slightest thought of resisting, only thinking of risking his life to distance from this Six of Hearts. Fear had already thoroughly occupied his mind.
Perhaps because the weather was too cold, Yan Shang's shoulder very quickly then lost sensation. He walked past that corner, anew returning to the urban area. The surrounding burning stoves and warming residents instantly became many.
Yan Shang already didn't dare to stop his footsteps to keep warm again, but gritted his teeth walking towards the direction of the station... He knew, he and the station were already very close.