Free Web Novel"Four thirty?" Lu Yibei took out her phone, checked the time, and frowned, "Then we have to hurry."
It was already 2:47 PM. It would take about forty minutes to get from Peony Street to Huacheng Airport, plus the time to check in for the flight. Any more delay and she might miss the boarding.
After sending her off, it would be almost dark, which would be the perfect time to go to Happiness Community. Lu Yibei thought.
"Okay." Hua Sang nodded obediently and followed closely behind Lu Yibei as she walked outside.
Li Xuan watched Lu Yibei and Hua Sang's figures disappear in front of the gate of the Huacheng Folk Culture Research Administration, sighed silently, and turned to walk deeper into the office building.
He had to go find An Qing.
Although he had temporarily suppressed the damage from the Night Erosion Degree to his body, his stomach was still very uncomfortable.
An Qing had some common Alchemy potions that could help him alleviate the symptoms.
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Leaving the gate of the Huacheng Folk Culture Research Administration and walking through the old alleyways, there was silence the whole way.
This silence made Lu Yibei very uncomfortable, and she quickly couldn't help but start a conversation with Hua Sang, "Hey, you seem to be in good spirits today, huh? You actually walked here yourself."
"You can't tell at all that you lay in the alley all day yesterday!"
Hua Sang glanced at Lu Yibei sideways, her eyes slightly helpless, and sighed softly, "If you can't find a topic, you actually don't have to talk."
People who talk just to talk are the most annoying. Small talk like that is just a waste of life.
"Also, who told you I walked here myself?" Hua Sang added lightly, her gaze drifting towards the bicycle shed at the entrance of the alley as she spoke.
If she didn't walk here, did she fly? Instant teleportation? Lu Yibei muttered to herself, noticed Hua Sang's gaze, followed her line of sight, and was slightly taken aback.
In the corner of the bicycle shed, a brand new wheelchair was quietly parked.
"???"
Lu Yibei turned to look at Hua Sang, her mind full of questions, and then saw her nod.
Her firm gaze seemed to say, "It's exactly what you're thinking, that's my wheelchair."
That's right, Li Xuan pushed her here today.
Lu Yibei, "..."
Amazing! As expected of the hero I admire, I am impressed!
I suddenly feel that the words I used to praise you in the investigation report are insufficient to express my admiration for you.
Just as Lu Yibei was muttering to herself, Hua Sang had already walked into the bicycle shed on her own, sat on the wheelchair, and then her body went limp, slumping onto it.
That appearance was exactly like someone with high paraplegia.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei rubbed her slightly throbbing temples, walked forward, and then noticed that the wheelchair was electric. Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Hey, this is fun, how about... we squeeze together?"
Hua Sang, "???"
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In the end, Lu Yibei couldn't ride Hua Sang's wheelchair. The moment she suggested "squeezing together" with Hua Sang, Hua Sang quickly spread her body out like a large character, filling all the space on the wheelchair.
From Peony Street to the airport, it takes about forty minutes by subway, with one transfer, passing through a total of eleven stations.
Lu Yibei pushed Hua Sang, moving between the subway stations beneath the city, attracting a lot of attention.
There were even people suspected of being self-media practitioners who created a scenario in their minds about a "girlfriend paralyzed in a car accident, boyfriend never leaving her side" and tried to interview him and take photos.
However, after Lu Yibei's rambling talk, which ranged from Nebula M78 to underground people, they returned disappointed. His illogical, completely pointless, and even toxic nonsense made the self-media practitioners feel ashamed.
According to what he said, it was impossible to write anything; it would be better to make it up themselves.
Anyway, that's what self-media is best at, isn't it?
Witnessing the entire process of Lu Yibei driving away that annoying person, Hua Sang actually felt that his level of nonsense seemed to be somewhat useful, and couldn't help but praise him, "That's quite impressive."
Unexpectedly, this person is quite interesting. However, if he knew about my condition, he would probably be like those people in Da Chunyang Palace, right? Hua Sang thought, a momentary dimness flashing in her eyes.
"Of course!" Hearing Hua Sang's praise, Lu Yibei proudly lifted her chin, "That guy just now clearly wasn't a legitimate media."
"Tsk, I hate these unscrupulous self-media the most. There's always a portion that likes to gain attention by exploiting the misfortunes of others."
"They dare to post something online just by grabbing a seemingly authentic photo or short video and adding a slightly dramatic yet plausible story!" freewēbnoveℓ.com
Perhaps some members of the Monster Story Chat Group were born this way. Lu Yibei thought.
Listening to Lu Yibei talk endlessly, Hua Sang suddenly realized that his nonsense, in addition to being able to drive away annoying people, seemed to have another effect—it was quite hypnotic.
"The train is about to arrive at Huacheng Airport station. Passengers going to Huacheng Airport, please prepare to alight from the right side doors in order. Please mind the gap between the train and the platform when alighting."
Just as Hua Sang was feeling drowsy, the announcement inside the subway car sounded.
The subway arrived at the station. Lu Yibei gently patted Hua Sang's shoulder and then pushed her towards the door.
Hua City's accessibility facilities were quite complete. After getting off the train, it didn't take much effort for the two of them to leave the subway station.
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At 3:15 PM, Lu Yibei and Hua Sang arrived at Huacheng Airport.
The appearance of the terminal building was a very natural streamline shape, with large-span steel structures dotted with glass curtain walls, like an elongated shell. Unfortunately, the faintly visible yellow paper covered with talismans in the gaps of the steel structure ruined the modern aesthetic of the terminal building.
Even many of the vendors who used to wander in front of the airport gates, collecting and selling magazines and lighters, had switched to selling amulets.
Dressed in Taoist robes, with Buddhist beads on their hands and a cross on their chests, they would pull out a Cthulhu Bodhisattva figurine whenever they met someone and ask, "Friend, would you like an amulet?"
Lu Yibei didn't know if those amulets were real, but she suspected that if something really happened, the deities those amulets pointed to might hold a "Martial Arts Gathering" first to decide the ownership of the power of faith.
In short, it was quite outrageous.
In the terminal hall, passengers were bustling, flowing like water, and returning like waves, filling every corner. Since the night began to grow longer, such scenes were often seen at the airport, giving people the illusion of being in Golden Week.
Most people cherished their lives and worried about encountering terrible things when flying after dark, so they would try to travel during the day. Flights between 3 PM and 4 PM were almost the last flights of the day, and there were quite a few people rushing to travel at this time.
Entering the terminal hall, Lu Yibei pushed Hua Sang to the side of the priority seating and stopped, asking, "Are you checking in for your boarding pass yourself, or...?"
As she spoke, seeing Hua Sang's lazy appearance, Lu Yibei understood and covered her forehead, saying, "Okay, I get it. I'll go get your boarding pass for you, but I can't go into the waiting area. You need to hurry up a bit later and don't miss the boarding."
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"Okay, got it." Hua Sang nodded.
After settling Hua Sang, Lu Yibei took her ID card and walked towards the boarding pass check-in counter not far away, lining up at the back of the queue.
This Miss is really quite troublesome.
Just now on Peony Street, I should have gone back to the old house to find a suitcase, stuffed her in, and sent her directly to Da Chunyang Palace by express delivery.
Anyway, she probably wouldn't move around much once she lay inside. With a little simple Spell, she should be able to avoid security checks.
As Lu Yibei muttered to herself, she slowly moved forward with the queue. Just then, a woman's piercing scream reached her ears.
Following the sound, the passage entrance a hundred meters away was crowded with people, a group of them scrambling and running wildly, constantly shouting loudly, as if they had gone mad.
What's going on? A celebrity? Are fans nowadays too crazy? If this continues, be careful, your beloved idol might turn into a urban legend!
Lu Yibei frowned and muttered. Just as she was about to look away, a woman suddenly screamed and ran past her.
"Murder, murder!"
The next moment, a gunshot echoed throughout the terminal building.
"Bang—bang—bang—!"
Three gunshots came from beyond her line of sight. The originally noisy hall suddenly fell into a dead silence. Everyone, like in a TV drama, covered their heads, hunched their bodies, and looked around with fearful and bewildered eyes.
The gunshots reached her ears unexpectedly, and Lu Yibei's body trembled slightly in surprise. Her brain short-circuited for two seconds. Then, before she could recover, the gunshots rang out again.
"Bang—bang—bang—!"
Three [N O V E L I G H T] more shots, this time very close. Lu Yibei even saw the hand holding a pistol, raised above the head, in the surging crowd.
The gunshots rang out again, like a signal, a signal of death.
The people in the entire terminal hall were suddenly startled awake from their state of confusion and helplessness. They started running around, screaming and surging towards the depths of the terminal building or outside the main entrance, constantly pulling and pushing each other, like a group of out-of-control beasts.
At the same time, Lu Yibei also came back to her senses. She took a few quick steps forward, vaulted over the boarding pass check-in counter, grabbed the head of the ground staff Miss who was about to peek out, and hid herself.
What the hell? Can you encounter terrorists just by sending someone off at the airport? What are the chances of this? I really must be someone cursed by heaven, right?
While complaining, Lu Yibei slightly straightened her body and looked in the direction of the gunshots.
About thirty meters away from her, two masked strong men rushed into the crowd, swinging their thick arms. Accompanied by a few screams, several passersby were sent flying, arcing through the air and slamming heavily onto the marble floor.
The entire process was like being hit by a speeding truck, completing at least three and a half rotations in mid-air.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment. She subtly spread out her Spiritual Energy perception. After detecting the Spiritual Energy fluctuations of about 0.5 to 0.7 Old Rabbit emanating from the two strong men, her eyes gradually became serious.
As I suspected, throwing people weighing dozens or hundreds of pounds into the air with just arm strength is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
They are Psychic!
Damn it, are Psychic causing trouble so openly now?
As Lu Yibei thought, just as she was about to leap up, take out the bao sang cang xiao badge from her jacket pocket, and identify herself, the gunshots rang out again. She immediately ducked back under the counter.
"Bang—!"
Along with a gunshot, dazzling flames spat out from the dark gun barrel. The hot bullet emitted a faint silver light, trailing a shallow arc in mid-air, and struck the steel frame above the terminal building, producing a piercing "Ding!" sound.
The next moment, a crimson flame exploded, instantly melting the hit steel frame. Molten steel rained down, and screams rose and fell.
Damn it, although I don't know why you're causing trouble at the airport, your actions probably mean you don't take my great Night Watch seriously, do you?
If it weren't for the guns in your hands, I would definitely show off today! Lu Yibei thought fiercely.
Following that, while taking out her phone to send a message to the Special Operations Team, she bent her waist and used the cover of the boarding pass check-in counter to perform a movement technique, quietly circling behind the two strong men. freёwebnovel.com
The moment before the bullets shot by the two strong men exploded, Lu Yibei's Spiritual Energy perception felt the Spiritual Energy fluctuations bursting from the bullets.
Judging from the intensity of the Spiritual Energy fluctuations, it was at least equivalent to a 15x Red Flame Flash.
Clearly, they were Alchemy bullets!
Realizing that the strong men were using Alchemy firearms and bullets, she immediately dismissed the idea of physically taking the bullets and subduing the criminals, choosing instead to subdue them through a roundabout approach.
Although showing off in front of others sounds cool, if she acted rashly and was shot down by two bullets, it wouldn't be showing off, but being a fool.
Alchemy bullets vary greatly in power depending on the materials used. According to the Elder brothers in the Special Operations Team, the finest Alchemy bullets can even cause considerable damage to A-Level urban legend.
Being in a non-urban legend state, Lu Yibei felt that rushing out directly was too risky.
Even if she was in her urban legend state, weren't there still bullets that could damage A-Level urban legend?
Although that level of Alchemy bullets was quite expensive, what if?
When there was an opportunity for a sneak attack, why confront them head-on?
Moreover, if she couldn't subdue the enemy in one move and they went berserk, it would be difficult not to affect innocent people, and the subsequent cleanup work for the Special Operations Team would become extremely troublesome.
As Lu Yibei thought, and as she got closer and closer to the back of the strong men, she concealed her Spiritual Energy fluctuations and quickly chanted a spell silently in her heart. With a soft "Puff!", a ball of crimson fire immediately shot out from her fingertips.
Just then, a loud shout suddenly reached her ears.
"Stop, what are you doing!?"
"Damn it, didn't you hear me tell you to stop? If you move forward another meter, I'll shoot!"
Crap, was she discovered? Lu Yibei's body froze slightly. She was silent for two seconds, then gritted her teeth and slowly stood up from behind the counter where she was hiding.
As soon as she stood up, gunshots rang out.
"Bang—bang—bang—!"
Along with the gunshots, a series of piercing metallic collision sounds followed.
It was as if the bullets had hit a steel plate.
Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment. Following the sound, she saw an astonishing scene.
She saw Hua Sang driving her wheelchair with a cold expression, approaching the two strong men at the fastest speed. Gunshots rang out one after another, the bullets hitting her body and creating a string of sparks.
It didn't hurt or itch; she didn't even frown.
At this moment, she was like a war god...
Yes, the Wheelchair War God.
