Chapter 160: 160, Tiger and pig

The video ended abruptly at the third segment, as if further research held no meaning—or perhaps it could not proceed.

Yet, after watching those three segments, Luo Lan stood before the television, sensing an inexplicable mystery about the young man. He sighed, "So this is the legendary demon whisperer. It seems the hypnosis process awakened his extraordinary abilities."

Tang Zhou asked, "Should we take him away?"

"Take him?" Luo Lan shook his head. "I, Luo Lan, still have some self-awareness. I can't handle someone like him, and letting him go might stir up trouble. You don't know how many people in this mental hospital died because of him."

The demon whisperer—this was the term used among the conglomerates for a supernatural being possessing extreme hypnotic techniques.

As for the extent of their hypnotic mastery, no one truly understood. Yet, after watching the footage, Luo Lan felt astonished; the third segment's timing likely captured the moment the other party had just awakened.

Tang Zhou said, "We could take him back for research?"

"I and Qingzhen don't do such things," Luo Lan sneered. "Forget about him; we're only taking No. 2 white rat."

With that, Luo Lan continued upward. The tactical team had already cleared the entire building, leaving no survivors except No. 1 and No. 2 white rats.

The Qingshi conglomerate's operatives worked efficiently—otherwise, the Huozhong Company wouldn't have been in such chaos. Of course, it was also because Huozhong hadn't anticipated Luo Lan's sudden appearance, and the "midnight" tactical sequence under Huozhong hadn't even engaged in battle.

When Luo Lan passed the soundproof room where No. 1 white rat was isolated, he instinctively kept his distance, fearing a beast might leap out.

Luo Lan and Qingzhen's shared father had died years ago, taken by lung cancer.

At that time, the old man called Luo Lan and Qingzhen to his bedside, saying he wasn't worried about Luo Lan but rather concerned about Qingzhen.

Because Qingzhen's innate pride made him sharp-edged; if he didn't live steadily in the first half of his life, his later years might not end well.

Luo Lan was different—a bastard who could bend and stretch, never provoking those he couldn't afford to offend, even if someone threw mud at him.

A brother and a brother, one a tiger and one a pig.

Though the younger was stronger, the old man kept urging Luo Lan to protect his brother before his death. No one knew what the old man was thinking.

At this moment, the tactical team had already carried No. 2 white rat down from the operating table. Luo Lan glanced at him and curled his lip. "This age is too young, ten or eleven? Could be my daughter, how can this help in battle?"

"Boss, the Li's tactical sequence has departed; we need to leave quickly," Tang Zhou said. "The vehicles are ready."

Before he finished, Luo Lan and Tang Zhou heard rumbling outside. Through the operating room window, they saw their prepared vehicles exploding like midnight fireworks...

Luo Lan flew into a rage: "Who the hell keeps messing with my new car every day? I'll settle this with you!"

"Boss, stop talking and crawl into the sewer..." Tang Zhou dragged Luo Lan outside.

...

It was already midnight when Ren Xiaosu returned to the shop, but everyone was still awake, worried about his safety, unable to sleep.

Now, Ren Xiaosu was the backbone of the family; if he didn't return, no one could rest easy.

The worst off was Dong Funa. She genuinely wanted to sleep, but Chen Wudi insisted she pray for Ren Xiaosu's safe return.

Dong Funa was dazed. "You pray, and that's it? Why do I have to pray? Are you even human? You tied me up, beat me, and now you won't let me sleep!"

After Ren Xiaosu returned, he sat quietly in the shop, waiting. He guessed... Luo Lan might come again.

When Luo Lan's group left earlier, they had clashed with Li's conglomerate forces. Someone in Luo Lan's team must have been injured; if treatment was needed, Ren Xiaosu's place would be their first choice.

They had fought because Yang Xiaojin had blown up their car again—this girl was a master at sabotage, her mind probably full of such schemes.

Sure enough, not long after, Ren Xiaosu heard the sound of a manhole cover being lifted outside the rolling door...

To be honest, Ren Xiaosu was curious—how did this group pinpoint the manhole at his doorstep?

Ren Xiaosu opened the door and let them in. Luo Lan whispered, "Quick, treat these brothers; I'll pay!"

"Mmm, paying makes it easier," Ren Xiaosu said slowly, glancing at their wounds, then telling Xiaoyu to "First extract the bullets, then suture and apply medicine."

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu looked at the girl Tang Zhou was cradling: "What's this?"

The girl was still in a state of anesthetic coma. Tang Zhou explained, "This is our boss's cousin."

Ren Xiaosu almost laughed—this lie was too blatant.

Chen Wudi approached again, scrutinizing the girl carefully. Suddenly, he said to Ren Xiaosu, "Master, this seems to be..."

The room fell silent.

Luo Lan was so angry he laughed: "What, you think everyone looks like your white dragon horse?"

"No," Chen Wudi shook his head. "Not a white dragon horse, but a bamboo pole."

Luo Lan: "???"

Ren Xiaosu: "???"

This time, Luo Lan was truly enraged: "How could such a cute, pretty girl be a bamboo pole? Did the bamboo pole come to life?!"

The girl, still unconscious from the night's surgery, left Ren Xiaosu puzzled—how could the people in this barrier bring themselves to harm a child?

Even if she was a supernatural being, surely they wouldn't do such a thing?

At this moment, Luo Lan stared at Chen Wudi. "You go cultivate yourself; why keep staring at my people?"

Chen Wudi replied patiently, "You this bumpkin don't know shit."

Luo Lan sneered, "You say she's a bamboo pole, she is? Does she agree?"

Suddenly, the girl groaned softly and slowly awoke from her coma. Her gaze swept the strangers, then fixed on Ren Xiaosu and Chen Wudi.

Chen Wudi tested, "Bamboo pole?"

The girl paused, then said, "Big brother?!"

Luo Lan: "???"

Ren Xiaosu: "..."

What kind of big brother does a bamboo pole recognize?

At this moment, Luo Lan felt his IQ had been insulted again—these two lunatics could actually exchange secret codes! Who was the mad one?