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Chapter 248 - 216: Waiting for the Red Light to Turn Left Isn’t Hard

Chapter 248: Chapter 216: Waiting for the Red Light to Turn Left Isn’t Hard

"Screeeech~"

With a sharp brake, the traffic light forced the driver to stop once more, and a jam was starting to form ahead.

"Is the light up ahead for a left turn?"

"Yes, after this one, you’ll reach your destination after one more."

The woman: ...

After a silent pause, her breathing slowly began to grow heavier and heavier.

"Tch! Damn it... I swear!"

The woman wanted to curse, but the presence of another woman, a black sister, in the back made her cautious about going too far.

’Bang bang bang!’

Frustrated, she could only furiously pound on the passenger-side handrail.

"How much longer is this red light going to last?!"

Seeing the gasping woman, the driver chose to tell the plain truth.

"This one doesn’t have a timer, normally it’s around 30s—120s."

"Huff~ Huff~ Huff~"

The woman, panting heavily, pressed the driver again.

"No, really, how long until this red light is over?!"

"It doesn’t show a timer, so I have no idea."

The driver felt like he had terrible luck today for picking up such a nutcase.

"How long is this red light going to last?!!!"

The woman seemed to lose her wits, her aggressive shouting almost flipping the car roof.

Damn it!

The bearded guy couldn’t take it anymore, and he took action!

"You motherf Freaking what?!

Shit! Shut up for me!"

A gun was pressed against the back of the woman’s head from behind!

If this had been in the tales of Kaidan before, he might have tolerated it, but not today.

There’s a saying that having a weapon leads to the intent to use it.

What he held in his hand wasn’t just a "weapon," it was a genuine Gold Coin Desert Eagle!

The woman’s voice halted, and she saw what the bearded guy was holding to her head through the rearview mirror.

"Come on, tell me, is it hard to wait for a left turn signal?"

"Uh... actually, it’s not too hard..."

Seeing the woman calm down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the bearded guy put away the gun.

It seemed Jiang Xiao was right in what Xu Si had said, if you can sort things out with actions, then there’s no need for words.

The driver’s patient explanations for most of the day were useless against this thing?

But why did Jiang Xiao stay so calm this whole time, showing no dislike for this woman? This wasn’t like him.

Curly, out of curiosity, couldn’t help asking,

"Bro Jiang Xiao, don’t you want to curse her out a bit?"

Jiang Xiao, puzzled, scratched his head.

(๑•̌～•̑) "Curse her out? Why? I think she’s acting pretty normal."

Everyone: ???

"This is normal?"

"Yeah, I’ve seen hundreds, if not thousands, of people like this in Qingshan."

Everyone: ...

So in your eyes, normal is compared to people living in a mental institution.

"Huh? Doesn’t that mean this woman might be mentally unstable?"

"What are you saying! Remove the ’might’! Are you questioning whether she’s unstable? That’s disrespectful to a person with mental instability! What do you mean ’might’? Is that discrimination against the mentally unstable?"

Watching the duo playing their routine, the driver was sweating buckets!

"You guys, maybe speak a little less. She’s almost at her destination."

Huh?

The green light too short to cross?

Right when it got to the driver’s car, the traffic light turned red again.

"Cough."

The driver cleared his throat, not even daring to look at what expression the woman beside him had now.

Finally.

The woman couldn’t take it anymore and erupted, her grievances couldn’t be contained, not even by a gun!

"We were already moving slow on the road! Then you went and picked up others! If you hadn’t picked them up, we would’ve made it! Why aren’t we moving?! Come on, drive! Oh god!!!"

The angrier she spoke, the more she morphed into a hysterical shrew, screeching nonstop.

"Ah!!!! Ah!!!!"

Oh dear!

Her scream caught the viewers in the livestream off guard.

Right, this woman must have escaped from some mental institution!

[Damn, how disgusting, the driver’s really cursed today.]

[I now fully understand a term from a book, "noise pollution".]

[I want to throw a punch even through the screen!]

[Her mental instability is so crappy, it’s not as fun as Jiang Xiao’s.]

"Ah!! Ah..."

Suddenly, the woman’s screaming halted abruptly, interrupted by a retching sound.

"Ergh~"

Curly, with a dark expression, pulled his sock from the woman’s mouth.

"How does it taste? With outside air, this sock has been worn for six days now, it’s unbearable, isn’t it?"

The woman’s eyes rolled back, feeling like the stench of feet was traveling straight from her mouth into her lungs, and some even reached her stomach.

"Gag!"

I’m wondering why it tastes so foul!

Those in the know would think you stuffed a sock in my mouth.

But those who don’t would think you stuffed a piece of sandpaper that had been fermented in a septic tank for two months in there!

Pulling it out even scraped off a piece of skin from her tongue!

"Can you keep quiet now?"

Xi Tang asked coldly.

"I’m quiet your mom!"

The woman’s eyes reddened with fury. Who are you? A little brat dares to show me teeth?

"We’re here, we’re here, we’ve arrived!"

The driver quickly tried to smooth things over; he had finally brought this woman to her destination.

"Hmph! You just wait for my complaint!"

A wise man does not lose out before his eyes, so the woman planned to get off first and then make other plans.

Did you just curse the pink-haired girl and want to walk away?

Jiang Xiao patted the driver’s shoulder, signaling him to wait a moment, then got pulled out of the car by the pink-haired girl.

...

Five minutes later.

The group returned to the car, looking refreshed and invigorated.

If they encountered a jerk, they must beat them up until they felt utterly satisfied!

The driver’s face was pale as he swallowed his saliva.

Just now, he had heard the woman’s piercing screams from inside the car.

Now that these people had returned and the woman had stopped screaming, didn’t that mean...

"Excuse me, are you all Awakeners?"

"Why do you say that?"

Hearing the bearded man say that, the driver actually heaved a sigh of relief.

No wonder they were so generous and not afraid of the woman; the reason was right here.

"Ha, if they weren’t Awakeners, who would dare mess with these women? If she had signed a contract, you’d dare to push her into a corner, and she’d dare to perish together with you."

The group exchanged glances and shrugged helplessly.

They hadn’t...

It’s not that the woman hadn’t signed a contract; on the contrary, she had, but she didn’t dare to transform into a demon.

Although they had beaten her quite ruthlessly, they still hadn’t delivered a killing blow.

The truth is, although there are many women in this world who have signed contracts, very few have the courage to actually use them.

After all, no one really wants to become a lifeless, thoughtless, walking corpse devoid of memory.

Except for a few rare individuals.

The woman on the high-speed train, who even after being riddled with machine gun fire, did not actively transform into a demon but instead did so "passively" after death.

This shows that in their hearts, they actually do reject the idea of becoming a demon.

The main purpose of signing a contract is to serve as a "deterrent" to men; under normal circumstances, they would never use it if they could avoid it.

Looking at it this way, the balance of this world seems to make a lot more sense.

Because males naturally have higher physical prowess than females.

Now, with this contract, it can effectively prevent the oppression of women by men...

"Tsk!"

The curly-haired guy shook his head.

What’s going on?

Did he just think the contract had some kind of rational basis?

’Snap!’

Snapping out of it, the curly-haired guy suddenly slapped himself on the forehead.

The Black girl was shocked, "Shoot, what are you doing?"

"I actually felt that this contract made sense for a moment; I deserve to die!"

"You felt the contract made sense?" The Black girl was puzzled but then continued, "Isn’t the contract quite reasonable?"

Everyone: ???

"What’s the problem? Isn’t it just a technique for mutual destruction? We wouldn’t use it to cause deliberate harm."

Hisss...

The way the Black girl put it didn’t seem wrong, but it felt like something was off, didn’t it?

"Uncle driver, what do you think of the contract? Is its existence normal?"

"Normal, yeah, what about it...?"

That’s normal too?

The driver’s view was identical to the Black girl’s.

The general idea was that women also didn’t want to become demons, so under normal circumstances, everyone was at peace.

"Then don’t we men start off at a disadvantage?"

"But without the contract, from a physical strength perspective, women were already at a disadvantage to us men, weren’t they?"

Shoot!

The driver’s words left both the bearded guy and the curly-haired guy speechless, again.

Only the Black girl seemed to have found a kindred spirit, feeling like the uncle had spoken her mind.

"Brother Jiang Xiao, what do you think?"

"Keep it down, if you wake her up, you guys are going to be in for it."

Mu Xitang, who was lying in Jiang Xiao’s arms, had fallen asleep at some point, occasionally smacking her lips.

"You guys, are you heading to Romia Cathedral to sign a contract for her?"

Looking through the rearview mirror at such an adorable little girl, the driver unexpectedly felt a pang of reluctance.

Should such twisted contracts really exist, especially for such a little girl?

Of course, they should!

"Uncle, you don’t need to stop right in front of the cathedral, just stop about a kilometer away will do."

"Right on, brother!"

The driver revved the accelerator, already fantasizing about how to spend the five thousand Gold Coins!

"By the way, while we still have some time, eat more; you never know if there’s a fierce battle waiting for us later!"

The curly-haired guy started pulling food out of a sack.

There was vodka from Loki, pizza, and staples like beef honey bread and jam.

And there were cakes that had just been "gifted" to Mu Xitang by the cake shop owner.

...

"Captain Xiaoya, please, we really need to eat something... it’s necessary, seriously..."

"Hey, we’re about to head to Romia Cathedral, we do need to replenish our energy."

It had been two days and two nights.

Rather, it was two days and nights under nearly constant high-intensity exertion.

Not even a marathon could outlast these three!

That the trio could still stand and talk was something of a world wonder!

As for whether to eat on the high-speed train, sorry, it was ridiculously expensive, and the few extra silver coins could only buy some water.

"Sister, brother, you’re so hungry; why not come to our cake shop and eat a bit? It’s free today, it won’t cost you a thing."

The girl selling cakes thought she had a chance this time and argued with more zeal!

Xiaoya licked her dry lips, continually weighing whether or not to eat something.

"Captain, if we don’t eat, we won’t have the strength to battle the Boss even if we reach the endpoint."

"Ah, shoot... I’m out of strength... if we don’t eat something, I reckon I’ll faint from hunger, seriously..."

Seeing the two nearing death’s door, Xiaoya finally decided to check out this cake shop.

Besides, her talent was no joke.

If something went wrong, she could always hypnotize the little girl and finish her off!