Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1054 - 31 I am a policeman

Chapter 1054: Chapter 31 I am a policeman

"Mr. Sekiya, and you, from now on, you two will follow him and be his bodyguards," Tang Zheng pointed at a short-haired gangster and warned, "Don’t leave his side."

"Rest assured, we will definitely complete the mission," Sekiya Ganta replied, and the gangster was very reluctant but didn’t dare to talk back.

Martin knew this was surveillance, but he had no intention of running away, so he accepted it all and smiled while greeting the two men, trying to build a good relationship.

Leaving Martin’s lawyer’s office and looking at the sun about to set in the west, Tang Zheng took a deep breath. The air was somewhat muggy at dusk, indicating it would probably rain tomorrow.

"Sorry for holding you up for half the day. Go get your Sin Points now," Tang Zheng waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

"Aren’t you going?" The gangster still wanted to hang around Tang Zheng for safety.

"Not going," Tang Zheng replied, "I want to rest." Whether bullying citizens or prostituting, it was all distasteful; even as a villain, Tang Zheng couldn’t be bothered to fight. He needed to gather some information and make a plan, otherwise he would waste time once he became a policeman.

"Then, I wish you good luck in battle, Mr. Tang!" Aoki Hiroshi bowed deeply before striding off. He didn’t care about committing crimes; he just wanted to complete his mission and return alive.

The gangster looked towards Teng Yuangxiang, wanting to join them.

"Scram," Teng Little Three cursed, chasing away the gangster, "I don’t care, I’ve decided I’m sticking with you."

"Sly fox!" Pang Meiqin was about to leave, but upon hearing this, she stopped, not willing to give this woman a chance to be alone with Tang Zheng.

With three people in tow, Tang Zheng first returned to the Dali Hua Hotel. Except for the middle-aged woman who had been robbed, no one else was there; even Song Tong and the two prostitutes had gone with Dantai to fight for territory. They had thrown the South District into chaos with nonstop slashing and killing. Nearly a hundred people had died, so everyone’s Sin Points had increased, bringing them some peace of mind.

"Go erase the memories of those people from the past seven days and then let them go," Tang Zheng remembered the hostages still upstairs and tossed the Memory Eraser to Pang Meiqin, asking her to take care of the trouble.

"Tang Zheng, have you had dinner? I’ll make something," the middle-aged housewife, alone in the hotel and very afraid, came out when she saw it was Tang Zheng and quickly made an offer.

"No need, I’ll be going out soon." After taking a few steps and then turning back to see the middle-aged housewife standing there with an anxious expression, Tang Zheng sighed and gave a piece of advice, "Regardless of how scared you are, you have to stick with Dantai. Otherwise, you’ll definitely end up dead."

The middle-aged housewife froze, then crouched on the ground, crying out her husband’s and son’s names, her voice full of endless panic.

Tang Zheng climbed the stairs, his footsteps so heavy he almost left marks on them. He knew that housewife would die, but he was powerless to help. In this situation, he didn’t even know how to accrue Sin Points for himself.

Teng Yuangxiang was completely stress-free; although she knew the housewife was doomed, what did it have to do with her? Pang Meiqin, on the other hand, stood beside her for a long time.

After a brief rest and writing a plan book, Tang Zheng went out again, perhaps following his advice, and the middle-aged housewife followed.

Along with the gangster and Anna, six people rode in the rented Hummer, wandering around South City. They inevitably ran into some reckless hippies and naturally, Pang Meiqin and others beat them severely.

Sitting in the driver’s seat and observing the middle-aged housewife who, after initial panic, gripped a baseball bat with her teeth clenched, striking the downed villain mercilessly without knowing her own strength, Tang Zheng suddenly realized he had made a mistake.

The middle-aged housewife was not unable to hit someone; she was just concerned for her own safety. Once she saw an opportunity, the malice she unleashed was even more terrifying than that of a gangster.

"That’s enough, he’ll die if you hit him anymore," Pang Meiqin pulled the middle-aged housewife away and brought her aside, then looking at the blood-covered, unconscious hippie, the Beautiful Leg Stewardess frowned and glared at the housewife.

The housewife shrank her neck, becoming timid again, but her eyes stealthily darted around, seeking out her next target.

The housewife wanted to survive, to see her son, to play in the amusement park with her grandchild, and to relish the joy of family.

Tang Zheng gripped the steering wheel, touching the accelerator lightly. The Hummer moved forward, like a submarine roaming the black night’s Main Street, ready to hunt its prey.

"Look, there’s a prostitue right under the street lights ahead." After two brawls, the middle-aged housewife had also become ruthless, sitting in the back seat with eyes like searchlights, missing no target.

Tang Zheng glanced at the rearview mirror; the housewife was holding the baseball bat tightly, ready to rush out as soon as the vehicle stopped. As for whether the prostitute was innocent or not, she did not care; boosting her Sin Points was all that mattered.

As the Hummer passed by, the prostitue under the street light perked up, swinging her hips to entice the men inside the vehicle. She hadn’t had any clients that day, and without customers, she would go hungry tomorrow, and her rent was nearly due; she didn’t want to end up sleeping on the street...

Tang Zheng drove the Hummer and stopped not too far away. With a bang, the housewife flung the door open, leaped down, and bolt rushed with the baseball bat in hand. She was cunning, worried that running too fast and acting as the pioneer would expose her, so she often looked back only to realize no one else had gotten out of the car, and she froze.

The prostitute was startled by the housewife who suddenly dashed out, instinctively hugging her purse closer and turning to leave.