In the RV with an unknown destination, Lin Shuang, who had been tied up hand and foot, slumped on the sofa, his face the very picture of despair.
He was still immersed in the frustration of having engaged in a battle of wits and courage with a bubble gun for quite some time.
He began to replay the events in his head.
First was the System Lady who had given him The Matrix Body Technique, leading him to believe preemptively that he was about to engage in an intense gunfight.
Secondly, the revolver looked extremely realistic, and the young lady and her maids appeared both mysterious and high-end, so it seemed only logical for them to possess a real gun.
Lastly, Lin Shuang could never have imagined that the Combat Maid, who seemed so capable of fighting, would actually pull out a bubble gun from beneath her skirt!
What on earth was this twisted sense of humor!
In the RV, the cheerful music of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf was still playing.
The battery of that bubble gun was really substantial.
Lin Shuang sighed, "Can you stop it already? I admit defeat, Miss."
The young lady's face still bore the joy of a bountiful harvest. She hooked his chin with the barrel of the gun and said, "Handsome guy, don't be so downhearted. I personally modified this gun from a real one, you know? It's normal to be fooled."
"Even this Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf music was sung by me personally. Do you like it? Hmm?"
Lin Shuang didn't want to speak.
The young lady squatted in front of him, her eyes smiling as she looked up at him, "I really haven't laughed this happily in a long time."
She leaned in even closer, her hoarse voice softly murmuring, "And it's been a while since I felt this good~"
Lin Shuang thought to himself, then you can forget about feeling good ever again.
Next time, he would definitely make this Miss suffer, trapped in an unbearable predicament.
The Maid Guard, who had been driving quietly all this time, suddenly spoke up in a deep voice.
"Miss, the old master's men have come again."
As soon as she finished speaking, she slammed on the brakes, swinging the RV across the road.
On a sparsely populated side road, a group of men in black surrounded them, apparently having waited for some time.
The young lady seemed a bit troubled, "Ah, really annoying."
The Maid Guard had already stepped out of the vehicle and was now tangled up in a brawl with the men in black.
Indeed, she was an excellent Combat Maid. Although she was no match for Yong Chun Master Lin Shuang, the men in black outside clearly weren't her equal.
As her maid skirt fluttered, she initially gained the upper hand.
Until the men in black pulled out handguns and pointed them at her.
Lin Shuang obviously had some PTSD, "These couldn't be bubble guns as well, could they? Are you some long-lost mysterious bubble-shooting family?"
The "bubble family" sounded like some kind of local gathering with self-arranged rainbow families equipped with cement!
"It's a tranquilizer gun," said the young lady as she tinkered with her bubble gun, swapping out a few parts. "Father's men have come to catch me for an arranged marriage meeting, they wouldn't use real guns."
Arranged marriage? Wonder how much dowry this Miss would command?
Outside the vehicle, the Maid Guard continued to make a defiant stand.
Perhaps because they all knew each other, both sides were clearly holding back, not wanting to harm one another.
The scene was still somewhat thrilling, but it looked more like a WWE wrestling exhibition.
The young lady started to untie Lin Shuang's ropes, but because they were tied so artistically, she couldn't unravel them and had to use her pink girlish dagger to cut through.
She seemed a bit sorry for the hemp rope, "It's been used several times, such a shame to lose it."
What a character, the Miss and her authentic-flavored hemp ropes.
Lin Shuang thought to himself, at this point, isn't this plot way too off the rails!
His original intention was simply to cultivate his little maid at home!
Enough with all that, his first act upon regaining his freedom was to severely punish this Miss.
With a crisp sound, outside the vehicle, the performance finally ended, and the tranquilizer guns in the hands of the men in black fired, hitting the Maid Guard.
She immediately collapsed to the ground, going limp, losing her ability to move.
Inside the car, the young lady had also slumped down on the sofa, soft as a pillow.
Her dewy eyes looked up at Lin Shuang, handing him the reworked anesthesia revolver.
"Could you do me this favor, pretty please?"
The men in black were closing in, determined to capture the young lady and take her back to fulfill their orders.
Lin Shuang twirled the revolver on his finger, then pointed it at her and said, "They want to drag you back for a blind date, what's that got to do with me!"
She wriggled on the sofa with allure and coquetry, "I might consider being your little puppy~"
Deal!
Wait, no, Lin Shuang was actually counting on this young lady to get a lead on the Perfect Maid Cultivation mission.
It wasn't out of curiosity about any little puppy.
Lin Shuang untied the black silk from his neck, straightened out his collar, opened the car door, and flipped out of the vehicle.
Yong Chun!
A-da! A-da-da-da!
With his fists thrusting upward, he unleashed heavy and forceful blows, and the men in black flew out like bags of potato chips—light and airy.
Lin Shuang crouched on one leg on the ground and drew a line, "Teach me if you dare!"
The goons got up from the ground, looking at one another perplexed.
What's going on? Why isn't the newcomer playing by the rules of a staged fight? Where on earth did the young lady find such a guy?
They abandoned all pretense of chivalry and pulled out their anesthesia guns.
"The local gangs are so impolite!"
The Matrix Body Technique, activate!
Lin Shuang performed a tactical backward lean; in his sight, the timeline seemed to fragment into individual frames.
The trails of the anesthesia darts flying towards him were clear and distinct.
He dodged them as if strolling leisurely.
Before the goons could even grasp what had happened, Lin Shuang had already returned fire with the anesthesia gun.
It seemed they too were tired of playing and simply collapsed effortlessly to the ground.
How much do they get paid for such a slack approach to work? Total slackers.
One even had such poor acting skills that he fell before Lin Shuang even shot in his direction.
An extra, right?
Whatever, the job's done.
Having neatly taken down all the men in black, Lin Shuang turned around to find that the young lady had already dragged her Maid Guard back into the vehicle, and now she was sitting in the driver's seat.
Was she planning to make a run for it?
Lin Shuang curled his lips, his four fingers gestured a beckoning motion toward her and made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound.
"Little puppy? What's the deal?"
The young lady gave him a seductive smile but floored the gas pedal.
He hadn't expected such a large RV to have a launch mode akin to that of a GTR.
In a flash, the RV sped towards Lin Shuang.
He swiftly darted to the roadside, his clothes billowing as the roaring wind swept past him.
When he came to his senses, the RV was long gone, with only its taillights visible in the distance.
Only a card had fallen to the ground.
Lin Shuang picked it up, it even carried a faint scent of milk, though it was unclear where it came from.
The card had a contact number on it, along with a drawing of a small dog, barking "woof woof woof."
Above the little dog's head was a name.
Xia Yubing.