When Yang Feng learned that it was Huang Quan who had saved him, he couldn't help but sigh. If he had known earlier, he would have bought a car under his own name.
He traveled everywhere in a year and took more than ten flights every month. Furthermore, his daily trips were arranged by the company's chauffeur. As a result, there was no need for him to drive.
"Is the person in front your friend? Why is he running so fast?"
Lin Qing was far ahead and driving at full speed. In a few seconds, he had already left Huang Quan, who had a top speed of 50 km/h, behind.
It couldn't be helped. After all, a vehicle's condition determined its fate. One that weighed a few hundred tons was never designed for speedy travel.
Glancing at the disappearing taillights, Huang Quan's face darkened. "I just met him today. This kid isn't a good person."
The fierce army of rats was rushing over from behind him while chattering. Huang Quan didn't have time to scold Lin Qing. He slammed on his accelerator and used all his strength.
His slow speed was a drawback, but there was no other way.
In such a situation, he could only run for his life. With so many rats, they would eat him up in minutes if they caught up to him.
After a while, Huang Quan chased Lin Qing to the gas station. If he ran with this guy, he could still live. But if he left, he would die sooner or later.
Fifty meters behind him, the rats were still chasing them relentlessly. Their eyes were all glowing red as they waited for their feast.
Sitting in the truck, Yang Feng felt his tears and snot flowing from the wind. Furthermore, the rats almost climbed into the truck a few times, making him tremble in fear.
Boom! Boom!
At the gas station, Lin Qing hammered the ground with his steel fists. A pit a few meters deep formed in the ground, and gasoline spurted out like a fountain, filling the air with the smell of oil.
"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!" When they saw Lin Qing, Huang Quan didn't even have the chance to be happy before Yang Feng started swearing! "Slow down. Don't run anymore. Don't produce any sparks from the soles of your feet. This is gasoline, so be careful of any explosions."
"What are you waiting for? Run!" Lin Qing turned around and ran away. He stood dozens of meters away and picked up the machete that was full of holes on his back. Then he squeezed it into a ball and prepared to throw it.
This blade was made of ordinary steel. After slashing so many steel beasts, it was almost useless.
Seeing his actions, Huang Quan broke out in cold sweat. "F*ck! Wait! We haven't run that far."
"Too late." Lin Qing threw the steel ball as he watched the army of rats chase them to the gas station.
Huang Quan didn't care if sparks would fly from the soles of his feet. He floored the accelerator and ran for his life.
A few seconds later, the steel ball hit the ground at the gas station and caused sparks to fly. This ignited the gasoline in the air that had yet to dissipate and even lit up the pool of oil below.
Boom!
An explosion thundered throughout the entire city. A mushroom cloud appeared above the gas station, and a hot blast wave quickly spread into the surroundings.
The army of rats was very close to the explosion. They were first overturned by the blast wave and then melted by the high temperature.
The glass within a few hundred meters of the gas station shattered as all the debris on the street disappeared.
Lin Qing had changed into his mecha form and jumped behind a small building, so he didn't suffer any injuries. But Huang Quan was in hell. He protected Yang Feng and drove into a shop by the street, but most of his buttocks were roasted by the heat wave outside.
After a few minutes, Lin Qing ran out and asked with concern, "Old Huang, are you alright?"
"Screw you and your eight generations of ancestors." Huang Quan's entire back was black, and he was on the brink of tears. "How's Yang Feng?"
"Ah, what did you say?"
"I said, are you alright?"
Yang Feng's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything clearly. Fortunately, he had covered his ears and opened his mouth when the explosion happened. Otherwise, even if the explosion didn't kill him, the blast wave would have turned him into an idiot.
"It should be fine. Let's go first. I won't be able to handle an even bigger monster if one comes later," Lin Qing urged.
The three of them fled from the city and ran to the suburbs before Yang Feng regained his sense of hearing. Then the tense Yang Feng started to vent his grievances. "You said that you didn't want to become the chairman in Qingzhou and called me over for some bloody investing. I almost lost my life because of that."
"I'm the one who saved you this time. You don't even have a driver's license. You might have died in Qingzhou."
"Bullshit. I don't know how to drive, but other people in my family can. My brother has a helicopter. What could happen?"
"Cough, cough. Who can say for sure what their fate will be? Speaking of which, I've been looking for you for a whole day. I even lost a few brothers when I went to the hotel to look for you this morning."
Yang Feng was silent. "I went for a run before dawn and was chased by a steel dog for no reason. I hid in a convenience store and didn't come out until night time, which was when I met you guys."
"No wonder we couldn't find you." Huang Quan sighed.
Lin Qing leaned over and observed the handsome young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. "Brother, what's your name?"
"His name is Yang Feng. He was my roommate in university and is from Qingzhou. His family is rich, and the governor is his uncle."
"F*ck, why are you saying all this?" Lin Qing retorted angrily. "I never look at whether someone has money when I make friends. No matter how poor he is, can he be as poor as me?"
"Brother Yang, right? Why sit in a crappy truck like Huang Quan? Come to my driver's seat. There's plenty of space and air-conditioning here."
Huang Quan sneered. "Haha, do you think he's that kind of…"
"Thank you, brother." Yang Feng wiped his snot and crossed his arms. "Actually, I've been wanting to get into your truck for a long time. Huang Quan is slower, and it's so cold in his truck."
Lin Qing opened the truck door and let Yang Feng get in. "There's bread and water in here. If you're hungry, you can eat it."
This was the unfinished food that he had bought yesterday.
"Thank you. I'm sorry to trouble you."
"You're being too polite. We're all on the same side."
The governor of Qingzhou was a big shot who was in charge of the Qingzhou military camp. In his previous life, Huang Quan had followed this big shot.
From the looks of it, Yang Feng should have been the one who pulled the strings.
Lin Qing met two big shots on the first day of the Cataclysm, causing him to admire his luck a little. Moreover, he heard from Yang Feng that his brother had a helicopter. That was impressive.
Lin Qing turned on the air conditioner and the water cooler. Then he slowed down and drove alongside Huang Quan. "Old Huang, you're not a local, right? Why are you going to Qingzhou?"
"My family is from Qingzhou. I was just here to supervise a construction site."
"What family? You bought a mining dump truck to play with, while everyone else registered theirs under their companies."
"I'm just from a small family with eighty billion yuan," Huang Quan said calmly. "Other people register their trucks under their companies to reduce their taxes, but I don't lack money. So I naturally registered it under my name."
"And you took a picture and posted it on your social media to show off," Yang Feng interjected. "Tell me, why are you so lucky? You casually bought a truck and didn't even drive it often. It was usually driven by construction workers. In the end, you're the most popular one here. I haven't seen anyone else bigger than you along the way.
"If I had known that this day would come, I would have bought a luxury yacht even if it cost me everything. It's a few hundred meters long and can accommodate tens of thousands of people."
Huang Quan frowned. "Stop bragging. Even if you can afford one, how can you sail a boat in Qingzhou? The largest private yacht in the country is only 120 meters, and it's in Island City."
There were many rich people in the country, but the geographical conditions were limited. So not many people owned yachts, and those who did had theirs affiliated with a company. There were only a few dozen people who had yachts registered under their names, and there were only a few large yachts.
He had gone to Island City to discuss business last year and was served on a boat that was 120 meters long. It could hold a helicopter and had everything needed available, including a bar, a hotel, a restaurant, and a swimming pool.
"You're talking about Long Sihai's 'Emperor', right?" Lin Qing knew who it was the moment Huang Quan mentioned this.
"Do you know him?" Huang Quan was slightly surprised.
"I know a little. He's an old turtle who's afraid of death."