Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 409 - 268: Who’s the Suckling Pig? (Part 3)
Zhong You thought of Cao Yong’s instructions and stepped forward with a frown.
The distance between the two of them was instantly within one meter.
A repressed, confined aura of terror rushed towards him like a fierce tiger. His body hair stood on end, and his muscles tensed without his brain’s control, ready to retreat.
"Who are you?"
Su Huan looked at the cold young man in front of him with slight curiosity.
Zhong You felt as if he had been pulled back from a strange world in an instant.
He noticed that everyone around was looking at him in surprise.
He looked down and found himself in a combat stance, his hand instinctively reaching for his lower back, where the spear was mounted on the exoskeleton.
The people around seemed oblivious to this terrifying pressure.
’Could it be that they can’t feel it?!’
A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down his temple as Zhong You’s eyes scanned Su Huan.
Suddenly, he noticed a white bracelet.
He was suddenly enlightened in his heart.
The other party, like himself, was wearing a biological field suppression device, only his perception was sharper than everyone else here, so he could sense the other party’s aura.
"What are you up to, Mr. Su?"
Behind him came Bao Qingqing’s fearless reprimand. Zhong You’s eyelids twitched, cursing ’idiot’ in his heart, and he withdrew from his combat stance.
But he still stood cautiously in place.
Afraid that Su Huan would go on a rampage and kill.
Although they were both second-tier, his intuition told him that if the other wanted to kill, he couldn’t stop it.
Fortunately, Su Huan didn’t do anything extreme, stopping his steps three meters away.
He looked past Zhong You to Bao Qingqing and asked Shu Wei with a hint of confusion, "Is this your mom? Doesn’t look like it..."
Because the volume was not concealed, everyone around heard this sentence.
Their eyes swept strangely across Bao Qingqing and Shu Wei.
Bao Qingqing was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to be angry or amused.
Not yet thirty years old, being made the mother of a twenty-nine-year-old woman, this was the first time she had encountered such a thing.
Shu Wei’s face turned livid, "No!"
"Oh, didn’t you say your dad was bringing people to negotiate?"
Su Huan glanced at the neatly dressed young people in front of him, then looked at Shu Wei and himself.
Compared to the outsiders, the four of them were naturally more tidily dressed, but in this luxurious and brightly lit hall, they seemed out of place, like a World War II army breaking into a modern dance party.
"Why are they dressed so flamboyantly?"
Shu Wei looked at the crowd, a hint of shadow flickering in his eyes, "Perhaps for them, it’s not a negotiation but a party."
"Negotiation and a meal, would’ve brought more people if I’d known. By the way, do they have layer cakes and roast suckling pigs like on TV?"
Su Huan said with regret.
People’s gazes grew increasingly strange. If it were before, she might have felt uncomfortable, but beside the conductor, there was no feeling at all.
Indifferently, "A roast suckling pig should have just arrived."
"You all are here."
Mr. Shu, arm in arm with Wang Yi, descended the spiral staircase.
Although he was over fifty, wealth nourished him.
He looked especially young, like a couple in their thirties. The plain suits and dresses they wore held an indescribable aura beyond the young people below.
Su Huan turned to Shu Wei, "Calling your parents roast suckling pigs, what a waste to raise you."
Shu Wei’s eye twitched, you’re the roast suckling pig!
But looking at the appearance of her parents, an inexplicable sadness arose in her heart.
How many years had it been since she saw them holding hands?
But soon, she gathered this emotion in the depths of her eyes.
Only when interests aligned would the two of them show this posture, so the question was.
Who was the prey at this party?
