Taoist Immortals Bless You

9 The bullet missed？

"You're a warrior?" He Yu asked curiously.

If so, then she understands why Chen San is so cold and ruthless.

"I used to be a warrior, but I've retired, and now I'm just an ordinary person!" Saying this, Chen San sighed for a while, feeling deeply helpless.

On the battlefield, he is an invincible cheetah that terrifies his enemies; Now in the city, he is just a kitten kept in a cage, restrained everywhere, and his majesty is lost; There are many skills, but they are difficult to show in the real world.

"Why is this happening?" He Yu was curious and wanted to know the reason.

She felt that the man in front of her was very mysterious, and there seemed to be a lot of stories.

"Why is it like this?" He Yu was curious and wanted to know the reason.

She felt that the man in front of her was very mysterious, as if he had many stories.

"This is my secret, I won't tell you!" Chen San's tone suddenly changed and he became playful.

The past is like smoke, drifting away with the wind; returning to life, he should do his filial duty well.

It was not easy for his parents to raise him. He has not taken care of his parents for ten years, and now it is time to repay them.

In fact, when Chen San returned home and saw his parents with pale hair and sick in bed, he couldn't help but hate himself. He had devoted ten years of his youth to the country, but left nothing to his parents, which was what he felt most ashamed and sorry about.

Although his parents didn't blame him, he still felt extremely guilty inside. Therefore, in order to earn money to treat his parents' illnesses, he left his hometown and worked in a big city regardless of his own safety.

However, life in a big city is much more complicated than he had imagined; people here are malicious, full of intrigues and flattery, which makes him, a person with a straightforward and straightforward heart, extremely disgusted and unable to adapt.

Without any academic qualifications, he has been consistently rejected and has not found a good job; the only positions that can be linked to his abilities are those of security guards, bodyguards, and warehouse mover. Now, he finally understands why those retired soldiers have been doing those unpromising jobs, as society does not need them.

A few days ago, he finally found a job that was both easy and well-paid; he thought he could earn a lot of money here to take care of his parents, but he encountered this woman who doesn't tell the truth. Now, thinking about it, he feels angry.

"So what! To speak or not to speak. I'm not willing to listen to it now." He Yu said with a pout.

"Alright! No more nonsense! Call the police to clean up the mess," Chen San suggested.

Now that someone has died, if we just leave without doing anything, the police will definitely arrest we for interrogation. It's better to solve the problem on the spot here, which will save a lot of trouble.

"You have hands and feet, not disabled. You have to rely on a fragile woman to handle these petty matters? You don't know how to cherish and protect a delicate flower," He Yu complained, feeling quite annoyed.

The little squeamishness that had been buried deep in her heart finally surfaced. She didn't know why she was acting like this, but she knew that in front of Chen San, she just wanted to be a quiet and demure woman.

"I don't have a phone!" Chen San answered with a hint of self-deprecation, not wanting to be misunderstood.

He came from a poor family in the countryside where even solving the problem of food and clothing was difficult, let alone buying a phone. Moreover, soldiers were prohibited from bringing phones into the military; so, apart from using one during secret operations, he had never touched a mobile phone before.

After returning home, all his money went towards his parents' medical treatment, and the money for his travel and living expenses in the big city was borrowed from friends and relatives. Hence, he couldn't afford a phone.

"Phones are so common nowadays, can't you even afford a dumbphone?" He Yu asked, not believing his excuse.

"To be honest with you, I'm surviving on a diet of steamed buns and pickled vegetables every day. Do you think I have extra money to buy a phone?" Chen San countered.

His situation was difficult, and the money he brought from home was almost depleted. Therefore, he had to be more frugal than usual to survive until his next paycheck.

"This... couldn't... be... true, could it?" He Yu found it hard to believe that there could be such a pitiful person in the world.

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, go to my rented house. There's a big jar of pickled vegetables there. You'll surely find them 'aromatic' just by smelling them," Chen San replied.

"Uh... well... I think I'll faint. I'm allergic to pickled vegetables," He Yu said, making up an excuse to avoid the situation.

She didn't want to smell the pungent odor of pickled vegetables; otherwise, she would vomit.

"Then, hurry up and call the police," Chen San urged.

He had other things to do and didn't want to stay here any longer.

"OK!" He Yu responded and walked towards her Maserati.

Watching He Yu get into her flashy car, Chen San couldn't help but envy her, "What a fuck lucky person!"

He couldn't even afford a meal, whereas her car alone was worth millions. It was truly the difference between heaven and hell.

Once inside the car, He Yu quickly pulled out a pink smartphone tailored specifically for her, a one-of-a-kind model in the world.

It has all the features such as waterproof, shatterproof, and dustproof that are unmatched by smartphones on the market today.

He Yu used her fingerprint to unlock the phone and then used voice commands to find the dialer app before calling. After that, she dialed the emergency services and called an ambulance to transport her four severely injured bodyguards and one unconscious secretary to the hospital for treatment.

After making the calls, He Yu put away her phone and walked towards Chen San. "The police will be here soon. Let's wait patiently," she said.

"Okay," Chen San replied.

At this moment, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Originally, the two didn't like each other, and there was nothing to talk about while they were stuck together.

Recalling the earlier scene, He Yu had a question that had been bothering her: why was Chen San unharmed even though she clearly saw him being shot?

Determined to find out, she asked, "Did the bullet from that black-clad man hit you?"

"If it had hit me, do you think I'd still be standing here talking to you?" Chen San countered, avoiding a direct answer.

He didn't want to tell a stranger about the black bead, which was his own lifesaving weapon.

"But when the gun went off, I clearly saw a hole in the back of your shirt. How do you explain that?" He Yu persisted, determined to get to the bottom of it.

"This hole was already there before today, You didn't see it clearly." Chen San also continued to flicker, not wanting to answer this question.

He Yu thought back to the scene again and couldn't determine for sure whether the hole in Chen San's vest was caused by a bullet.