You're pointing a gun at me, so I have to kill you.
Lu Ping'an's logic was simple and unsophisticated, and there was no denying it.
However, after the killing spree, a small problem arose.
"....What should I do now to find the clue of the 'Golden Apple'?"
Lu Ping'an looked around. Old Tie was a big shot in the steam factory, but he was by no means the only one. Perhaps he should go see others?
"Sorry, our boss isn't around."
"Uh, our boss said he wouldn't see you."
Apparently, Lu Ping'an's "killing to show off" approach had angered many people.
In the eyes of many black market dwellers, Lu Ping'an might be seen as a killer sent by the special agents, coming to make an example.
At least, before the bosses made their decision, they would not see Lu Ping'an...if they met him, should they submit? Or should they further escalate the conflict and become a thorn in the authorities' side?
Lu Ping'an's explosive tactics had undoubtedly gotten him into trouble.
