"Ou Youning, can you shut up and eat? What does it matter to you where Mr. Ren went? Do you think everyone wastes time in brothels like you do, with no ambition?"
Something unexpected happened.
Chen Hanyu, who usually ignored Ou Youning’s blabber, unexpectedly said with a hint of annoyance.
This truly was an anomaly.
Ou Youning was indeed stunned and was at a loss for words.
But in his heart, he was thinking.
No wonder Ren, I knew it, you even managed to win over Manager Ju and Captain Ma, how could you let Chen Hanyu slip by?
It’s strange, though, I’ve never really seen Ren trying to woo her.
How did she fall for it?
Was it because of looks? Charisma? Intelligence? Strength?
Alright, maybe it’s all of them.
On the other side, Zheng Tian changed the subject and said, "Mr. Ren, I have a suggestion."
"After today’s hunt, I want to buy a formal wrist watch and also get a good gun. Everyone needs to upgrade a little. Although we need to guard against the professional teams, it’s not a solution to keep restraining ourselves. What do you think?"
Ren Zhong nodded, "After what happened yesterday, our situation should be relatively more relaxed. I have no objections."
Zheng Tian: "But you don’t support it either?"
Zheng Tian became excited, "Then it’s settled! Yay!"
Since Ren Zhong joined, the team’s economic situation has improved a lot, and yesterday they even had a rare feast.
Zheng Tian thought that since the Thunderbolt Car she fancied had also fallen through.
Such rare items usually don’t appear in the market twice in a short time, so hoarding money has little meaning now.
Now as Ren Zhong grows stronger, the others’ presence in the battles is getting weaker.
Although Ren Zhong never minded, experienced strategist Zheng Tian couldn’t ignore this issue.
Always dragging him down, it’s fine for a day or two, but over time, he’s bound to get resentful, hence Zheng Tian’s proposal.
Hearing Ren Zhong’s support, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, with expectant expressions appearing on their faces.
Only Chen Hanyu still looked troubled.
Zheng Tian nudged her waist and said, "Hanyu, let me use public funds to buy you a pair of Second Level gloves, since the Ruined Beasts you’ve been dismantling lately are getting higher level. It’d be a shame if you slipped up."
Chen Hanyu immediately tensed up, unsure of what to say.
She already had a pair of Second Level gloves worth four hundred points in her pocket, but their origin was questionable.
She looked at Ren Zhong for help.
Ren Zhong stepped in to say, "No need to buy. I gave her a pair last night for all her free teaching to me."
Zheng Tian: "Ren, you’re so generous!"
She then gave Chen Hanyu a teasing look, eyebrows twitching rapidly.
Chen Hanyu simply ignored it.
Luckily, she always maintained an aloof persona, so others didn’t mess with her directly.
After eating, Zheng Tian enthusiastically shouted, "Let’s go! A new day! Charge!"
Even Ren Zhong managed a rare smile.
His gaze involuntarily drifted to the pocket watch hanging from Wen Lei’s chest.
Yes, indeed a new day.
In the last resurrection, today was the anniversary of your deaths.
When I got the news, you were already buried in the wilderness.
This time I’ll stand beside you, and the same tragedy won’t happen again.
Ou Youning: "Bro, what’s with that fatherly gentle smile on your face?"
When the group arrived at the parking lot, it was already somewhat empty.
They were a bit late today; others weren’t as "slack" as they were.
Something unexpected happened.
The elite Lin Wang team, usually out early at this time, was still there.
Six jet skis were parked neatly beside Zheng Tian’s van.
The group of six, led by Lin Wang, each sat on their jet skis.
Bei Lihui was impatiently grooming his nails, seeming to be picking out dirt.
Lin Wang, clad in a sharp blue outfit, was holding an antique printed book, reading intently.
Lin Wang seemed about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with shoulder-length hair in a 3-7 parting, fair skin, and thin lips, giving off a scholarly vibe more than that of a professional.
If strangers saw him, they’d think he was refined and gentle.
Of course, those who’d seen his frenzied, bloodthirsty side, like Ren Zhong, knew it was all a facade.
Anyone with eyes and a functioning brain can tell that Lin Wang was waiting for them.
Even though they had met yesterday evening, and Lin Wang had personally come to deliver money, Ren Zhong could still sense the group’s steps behind him becoming much lighter.