My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 167 - 166: Catch the Shrimp Household!

Chapter 167 -166: Catch the Shrimp Household!

Early in the second day’s wee hours, Shao Zifeng was already busying himself in his room.

He dug out the travel bag that had seen him through life and death, stuffing it with various daily necessities.

Wood element energy potions packed, unfinished Wood Essence milk powder packed, Lingling’s little purse packed, even the concealed blade needed to be packed…

He packed everything in one fell swoop, and it didn’t take long to fill the travel bag to the brim.

After getting up to wash up in the bathroom, Shao Zifeng woke up the deer and Lingling, asking them to return to their pet space first.

Then, with a grubby ring in hand, he went to the living room and put the teary-eyed lynx into the ring.

The only reason he was taking it with him was that he couldn’t rest easy; so many extraordinary old men and ladies lived here, what if one day the lynx got too hungry and went out to drain someone…

He could imagine that his future life was bound to be very interesting.

Checking the time, it was now four thirty in the morning; he had half an hour until the appointed time when he locked the courtyard gate and left.

Carrying the heavy travel bag, Shao Zifeng ran to the entrance of the residential area, panting heavily—it was the first time he felt that the extensive grounds of the community were not such a good thing.

Outside the residential area, the streetlights were dim, the night wind blew, and plastic bags drifted along the road, rustling, making the place feel eerily desolate.

Standing by the road waiting for a car, Shao Zifeng continually stamped his feet on the spot to warm up against the chill of the night and the howling cold wind, especially since he had just worked up a sweat running.

It was then that the rumble of an engine came faintly from afar.

Shao Zifeng turned to look in that direction, and two bright headlights pierced the pitch-black night, the roar of the engine growing ever clearer.

Just as Shao Zifeng raised his hand, the car zoomed past him, wrapped in a blast of wind, with red warning lights trailing a straight line into the night.

In the whipping wind, a disheveled Shao Zifeng could vaguely see an LED sign atop the car, on which scrolled the words…

Welcome to Su City.

Shao Zifeng smoothed his hair with his hand and clicked his tongue in wonder.

It seemed to him that a familiar melody began to play in his ears…

The shrimp catcher’s song.

Death comes to the one who stays stagnant…

Goodness, do taxi drivers now drive like they’re in F1 races?

Screech~!!!

The taxi that had sped away suddenly executed a beautiful drift and turned back, coming to a steady halt in front of Shao Zifeng, with hot white smoke rising from its wheels and the smell of burnt rubber filling the air.

The window rolled down to reveal the face of a disheveled middle-aged man with unkempt facial hair and long, casually draped wavy hair.

There was a cigarette in his mouth and a metallic lighter flipping and weaving between his thick fingers.

Click.

Amid the crisp sound of clinking, the scruffy man exhaled a ring of smoke and casually snuffed out the flame.

Under the streetlight, the middle-aged man sported a rogue smile and his sharp gaze sized up Shao Zifeng: “Handsome, where to?”

Shao Zifeng felt a bit hesitant inside. The driver’s reckless driving, casual appearance, and his aura all screamed of gangsters popular from the last century.

Something seemed off.

Shao Zifeng took two steps back, warily watching the middle-aged man. His palm reached back to support the bottom of the travel bag, with a fiery shadow flickering in the depths of his pupils, ready to burn through the bag and draw out the concealed blade at a moment’s notice.

The situation brought to life the paranoia that had laid dormant in his heart for some time.

The taxi driver looked into Shao Zifeng’s eyes and hesitated for a moment, his mouth curling with a hint of amusement.

“Ugh~”

Just then, a retching sound came from inside the car.

Shao Zifeng tilted his head slightly and saw a slender, trembling hand reach out from the back seat, patting the middle-aged uncle’s shoulder, “Uncle, stop it, let Shao…ugh~”

The backseat window quickly rolled down, and Li Yiming, with his hand over his mouth, leaned on the window, emitting a violent retching sound.

Recognizing an acquaintance, Shao Zifeng slowly relaxed. The flames in the depths of his eyes subsided, but his right hand still rested on the bottom of the backpack.

The middle-aged uncle, seeing Li Yiming’s continuous dry heaves, quickly turned around and gently patted his back, muttering, “It’s all my fault, I forgot you’ve had a problem with car sickness since you were a kid.”

Shao Zifeng rolled his eyes at these words, with your driving, even someone without a problem would end up with one alright.

Li Yiming, who was leaning out of the window, waved his hand and slowly lifted his head to reveal pale cheeks. He squeezed out a smile for Shao Zifeng, “Big Brother Shao, get in the car.”

The middle-aged uncle also turned around, enthusiastically telling Shao Zifeng in an authentic local dialect, “That’s right, that’s right, Suai brother, get in quickly, Yiming asked me to pick you up.”

Shao Zifeng looked at the middle-aged uncle, who was all smiles, and pursed his lips.

At this moment, he bore none of the previous frivolousness; his face wore a simple and honest smile, and his entire demeanor had changed dramatically, as if he was a different person.

Such exquisite acting!

Too bad, I can too.

Shao Zifeng pulled his hand from under the backpack and grasped the middle-aged uncle’s rough hand, revealing a clear and gentle smile like that of the boy next door, “Then I’ll trouble you, uncle.”

Their eyes met, and their smiles deepened.

“Heh, little fox.”

“Heh, old fox.”

…

A slight sensation of weightlessness came, and the taxi came to a steady stop in front of Su City’s main gate. Through the window, one could vaguely see two figures squatting under the streetlight in the distance.

“Uncle, thank you for today; I wish you booming business.”

Shao Zifeng helped the pale-faced Li Yiming out of the car, nodding in thanks to the middle-aged uncle, whose face beamed with a simple smile.

“Alright, then I wish you lads a…victorious start!”

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Watching the receding taillights, Shao Zifeng pondered the middle-aged uncle’s words, wondering if it was his imagination, but feeling like the uncle’s last sentence seemed a bit through gritted teeth.

Did I offend him?

“Team dirty.”

Casar, with his strange accent, came up to them. Seeing Shao Zifeng supporting Li Yiming, he opened his mouth but said nothing, instead, he took the travel bag voluntarily.

Then…

He hung it adeptly on Snow Feather Owl, who rolled its eyes in a very human-like display of annoyance.

Shao Zifeng knew what Casar was about to ask, “Yiming gets a bit car sick.”

Casar nodded in response and said no more.

Shao Zifeng glanced over the two, remembering yesterday’s arrangements by Bald Qiang, and nonchalantly called the roll, “1, 2, 3, everyone’s here. Oh, Casar, the car Qiang brother called…”

Before he could finish, a resentful voice rose behind Shao Zifeng, sending shivers down his spine.

“Captain, you really forgot about me again, didn’t you?”

Shao Zifeng stiffly turned around, his face awkwardly breaking into forced laughter, “Haha…how could I…I’m just joking, I remember you’re called…um, ¥%@ student, right?”

Behind him stood a frail-looking young man with ordinary features, so unremarkable that one might forget his face as soon as they looked away.

The young man raised an eyebrow, “You just said ¥%@ student, right? So you actually don’t remember my name, and you’re trying to fudge your way through, aren’t you?”

Shao Zifeng’s mouth twitched…

Kid, it’s easy to end up with no friends like this. Why say out loud something we all know just to make everyone uncomfortable?