175: Chapter 174 Sun Wukong Born from a Stone! The Ruthless Thirteenth Aunt

Qing City is not far from the Capital. It takes about two hours or so. But now, Wang Gu had been driving for three hours.

"Wait, Wang Gu, did you take the wrong turn?" Chen Lin asked.

"No, Xiao Bei just messaged me. He heard we were heading to Qing City for business and said he wanted to join."

"Besides, he just arrived in Shi City by car."

"He was quite enthusiastic, so I thought I'd pick him up."

"Fine then." Chen Lin didn't think too much about it and nodded.

Putting down his phone, they had just accepted a case in Qing City from the school's official website.

It was reported that the Qing City mine had ties to organized crime.

Going forward, they would have a legitimate reason to be there.

Now they were just waiting to pick up Xiao Bei and head to Qing City together.

Before long, Chen Lin and the others saw Xiao Bei from a distance, waiting by the side of the road with a suitcase taller than himself.

Still masked, still wearing his little yellow shirt.

But Chen Lin and the others recognized him at a glance.

There was no helping it; that faint, robotic aura Xiao Bei exuded was something no one else could imitate.

Especially since he would do a somersault every now and then...

Who else could it be?!

They got in the car. This time, Xiao Bei didn't sit in the back with Old Fei; instead, he was held by Gong Ling.

Come to think of it, Gong Ling—whether it was an overflow of maternal instinct or something else—really liked Xiao Bei.

It made Xiao Bei feel incredibly awkward, but he didn't know how to refuse.

That was just how he was, getting toyed with by Gong Ling.

Wang Gu drove, heading straight to Qing City this time.

With nothing to do on the road, Chen Lin, who was in the passenger seat, asked about Xiao Bei's parents.

As the last person to join their group, it was necessary to learn a bit about him.

However, when it came to his biological parents, Xiao Bei was very helpless: "I don't know them either; I've never seen them since I was little."

Wang Gu looked full of surprise: "Then how did you grow up?"

Xiao Bei shook his head: "I'm not really sure either. I just felt like I was living meal to meal, and I slowly grew up to where I am now."

Speaking of this, Xiao Bei was still quite proud. He had raised himself.

Although he was malnourished and a bit short, surviving in a high-martial world without relying on anyone was already quite an achievement.

"Then you're just like Sun Wukong?" "Born from a stone, raised by heaven?" Wang Gu asked in surprise.

Xiao Bei thought about it and nodded: "I think in a sense, it's similar. After all, I have absolutely no impression of my parents. Sigh, maybe it's just as you said, born from a stone and raised by heaven."

Xiao Bei's mood soured a bit.

Beside him, Gong Ling rolled his eyes at Wang Gu: "Why are you so tactless? Xiao Bei doesn't want to talk about it, yet you keep asking?"

Wang Gu chuckled: "I didn't do it on purpose."

After saying that, Wang Gu looked at the car's center console and casually picked up a stone he had picked up at the beach before. It had a trace of scarlet blood embedded in it, which looked quite nice.

Wang Gu prepared to give it to Xiao Bei as an apology. But just as he was about to give it, a flash of inspiration struck him.

Wang Gu grabbed a pen, drew a smiley face on the stone, and then said to Xiao Bei: "Look, your mom is smiling."

Xiao Bei: ... Chen Lin: ...

"Are you sick in the head?!" Chen Lin couldn't hold it in anymore.

His experience was just similar to Sun Wukong's; it didn't mean he was actually born from a stone like Sun Wukong. Wang Gu's nerves seemed a bit thick.

"I really admire you, you old troll."

Arriving outside the Qing City mine, it was already dusk. Wang Gu parked the car, and everyone got out one after another.

Due to its geographical environment, Qing City had extremely rich mineral resources. Although it was just a small city, its economy firmly ranked first in the province because of the minerals. It vaguely had the potential to become the provincial capital.

But because of the excessive resources, coupled with the intricate web of local powers, the mining rights for many small mines were privatized over rounds of drinks and social exchanges.

Among all the private mines, Hanmou Mine was the most famous and had the strongest strength.

"Brother Lin, this Hanmou Mine is currently managed by Section Chief, also known as Section Chief Li. He is at the fifth level of Star Bridge cultivation, and his charged punch is terrifying."

"He is ruthless and treats human life like blades of grass; he's definitely not a good person."

Chen Lin nodded. A mine, especially a private mine—once these two buffs were stacked, everyone knew what was going on.

Especially when accepting the mission, the detailed information on Hanmou Mine was simultaneously sent to Chen Lin.

It listed a whole bunch of charges and reported violations. To summarize in three words: Not a good person!

"Wang Gu, Wei San's son died here, right?" "Yes!"

"About how many people are inside?" Chen Lin asked again.

Wang Gu hesitated for a moment and said: "There are about 7 big bosses, and each boss manages 70 people."

Chen Lin lowered his head and did the math on his fingers. "Seven times seven is thirty-nine." "That's nothing, only 39 people."

Wang Gu: ... "Brother Lin still says whatever comes to his dream."

At the main entrance of Hanmou Mine, there were often a dozen or so aunties sitting there; they were all nearby villagers. It was hard to imagine that in a high-martial world, these people had no cultivation realm. Many were even just ordinary people.

They lived around the mine and relied on the mine's daily relief of oil and rice to survive.

At this moment, seeing strangers like Chen Lin and his group, these aunties immediately became vigilant, because after an accident at the mine some time ago, many people had come to cause trouble.

Originally, these aunties only helped by speaking up, but recently the mine leaders not only gave oil and rice but even gave money.

Furthermore, whenever they targeted those who came to cause trouble, a leader from the mine would come out and give them money. They didn't say anything, but as long as you blocked them and targeted those troublemakers, the leader would give you money. Wasn't it obvious?

Gradually, these aunties discovered this pattern: whoever came, they would confront them, and it was 200 yuan each time. The key was that they didn't have to do anything; they just had to sit at the door and block those people for the mine. It was way better than tiring themselves out farming!

Of course, those aunties knew the desperation of poor families after their sons were blown to death, and they came to demand an explanation. But in the eyes of the aunties, so what? It had nothing to do with them. As long as they blocked them, they could get money.

"Second Auntie, your combat power is too low. Last time you even reasoned with those troublemakers! What's the use of that!" "Watch closely this time, let me handle it."

A stout, broad-shouldered auntie stood out, hands on her hips, staring fiercely at Chen Lin and the others who had just gotten out of the car.

"Holy crap, Auntie Thirteen, you're going to handle this yourself?" The eyes of the few aunties nearby immediately lit up.

You have to know, in these ten miles and eight villages, who didn't know Auntie Thirteen's talent for cursing? It was truly ruthless. Last time, a mute person passed by, and she cursed him until he actually started speaking. That shows her skill!

At this moment, Auntie Thirteen patted her chest and shook the fat on her body.

"These young lads look young; they probably just started college, have thin skin, and won't be able to take it."

"In a while, I'll curse them until they're drenched in dog's blood, and you all just cooperate and block them."

"With Auntie Thirteen on the case, that 200 is in the bag today!" "Adding chicken legs for dinner! Hahaha!"

"By the way, these young people won't resort to violence, right?" asked an older one, her eyes full of worry.

"They dare?! Just try touching me once; believe it or not, I'll lie straight on the ground!" Auntie Thirteen sneered.

Meanwhile, the group of six led by Chen Lin walked over. From afar, they saw more than a dozen people blocking the entrance.

"Brother Lin, what are they laughing about over there??" Wang Gu asked curiously.

"Who knows."

Just as Chen Lin was speaking, he saw a woman with a crooked mouth walking over with a sneer. "...What the f*ck are you laughing at? You moron."