Her man could only watch, crouching in the corner crying, and still had to prepare meals for the strong man with the surname Huang.
Some folded their hands, looking up at the sky, and simply said heaven must be seeing this.
Others, both grateful and nervous, secretly glanced at Ren Zhong, muttering that it takes a villain to deal with a villain.
After listening for less than two minutes, Ren Zhong felt his scalp tingle.
He felt that he had arrived too late.
This strong man named Huang was simply a persistent nightmare for the destitute people of this street, calling him a scourge was elevating his status.
"Sir... thank you."
At some point, the young girl from the strong man Huang’s house came out, stood in front of Ren Zhong, and thanked him with her head bowed.
The enemy was dead, but her face still bore a look of sorrow.
Ren Zhong nodded, "Did you find the medicine in his house?"
"No... no, really. If there was any, it should be yours, Sir, I... I just wanted to borrow from you."
Ren Zhong shook his head, "You’re really foolish. Alright, you wait here..."
Just then, a woman who looked about fifty or sixty, but was actually only in her thirties, ran over quickly with a look of panic and guard, grabbed the young girl, and suddenly pulled her away.
The older woman chanted like a prayer, "Go! Go quickly! No one knows anyone on this street, it’s not safe here."
The girl looked up in bewilderment, struggling, "Mom, where’s dad? What happened to him?"
"He’s already stopped breathing, the Hunters have already been here. Forget about it, let’s leave quickly!"
"Ah? Ah!" Upon hearing this, the girl immediately lost strength in her body and no longer struggled.
Her wailing cries pierced through the night sky.
Ren Zhong rubbed his nose, not knowing what to say.
If it were before, he would have been extremely uncomfortable about this.
But he had been in the town for a while and had seen a lot.
He wasn’t numb, just passively accustomed.
He also knew such things would continue to repeat every day until the world’s end.
To change the current situation, there was only one way, which was to realize his ideal.
The task is great and the road is long, nothing more than this.
From afar, a blinding white light suddenly shot over, and a whooshing wind sound approached from far away.
The bustling crowd on the street needed no warning; an instinct engraved in their souls made them quickly shut up, and they scattered to both sides of the street under the eaves, making a path.
A line of eight Floating Motorboats streamed over in single file.
The look of these motorboats was somewhat similar to those of Lin Wang’s squad, but they were bigger, more agile in movement and turning, and had a conspicuous silver-white paint job.
Lin Wang’s squad’s motorboats were covered in blue paint, which offered some camouflage in the mostly blue plant environment in the wild, but the Guard had no such need.
"Are you the murderer?"
The leading motorboat stopped in front of Ren Zhong, its bright lights turned his field of vision into a snow white, blinding him from seeing anything.
Ren Zhong didn’t mind, simply lifted his head, "I am."
"Oh, Ren Zhong, sir?"
A crisp female voice exclaimed from the other side, followed by the headlights shutting off.
Ren Zhong blinked his eyes, "Also me."
With his vision restored, he saw who had come.
It was a tall female Mecha Warrior clad in tight-fitting silver exoskeleton armor.
She took off her helmet, and a ponytail bounced up.
Her face wore a serene smile, her eyes were phoenix-like, and above them were thicker eyebrows than those of an ordinary woman, dignified and heroic.
This was the second time Ren Zhong had seen her, but he had heard her name more than once.
The Town Guard Captain, whose initial Brain-Machine Synchronization Rate was close to 16%, currently the strongest recognized Fourth Level Mecha Warrior in the town, Ma Dafu’s daughter, Ma Xiaoling.
"I heard about you from my dad."
The motorboat lowered its altitude, and Ma Xiaoling jumped off simultaneously, looking Ren Zhong in the eye as she spoke.
Ren Zhong also said, "I have also heard quite a bit about you. Nice to finally meet you."
Ma Xiaoling nodded slightly, casually glancing at the corpse of the strong man Huang nearby, "Although you’re an acquaintance, someone died after all. According to the report we got, you didn’t actually know this person?"
Ren Zhong did not deny, "I didn’t know him."
"Then I’m sorry, you’ll still have to come to the town office with me."
Ren Zhong: "No problem."
The other members of the Guard, standing behind Ma Xiaoling, came forward silently, pulling chains out from their hands.