I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 284 - 208 Death Comes

Chapter 284: Chapter 208 Death Comes

The crowd, like a meandering river, converged into a surging ocean in every corner of the market.

Shoulder to shoulder, heads clustered together.

Each person became an indispensable drop of water in this bustling scene.

The sounds of conversation, laughter, sales pitches, and the occasional distant music intertwined together.

"Hey!"

"Handsome guy! Wait up!"

Wang Shanshan hurried after Chen Yun, who had turned to walk away.

Concerned that the clam vendor might make things difficult for this man, she instinctively followed.

She wasn’t worried about herself being affected.

With so many people around, nothing was likely to happen, and later she and Deng Yuezhao were going to take a taxi straight back to the city, so there was no worry of trouble.

She was just a bit concerned that the man might be given a hard time.

It was very possible that he wouldn’t even be allowed to leave the market with the pearls.

It wasn’t about killing or anything like that, just that a few people might surround you, force you to hand over your goods, and the vendor could use connections to ensure the matter wouldn’t spread. What could an ordinary person do against that?

Despite the man’s sudden transformation into a striking figure, this era was no longer one where personal valor determined everything.

Because no matter how brave, it couldn’t withstand knives and guns.

Even if the man was capable of fighting, he could only handle a few unarmed people at best.

Facing the seller, who likely had quite a network of connections, this man would definitely be at a disadvantage.

"What’s wrong?"

"I really don’t feel like teaching you how to tell which clams have pearls."

Chen Yun stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the two women who had chased after him and spoke calmly.

His sudden appearance at the site where clams were being opened, carrying an aquarium with a giant bone snake fish, was intentional.

Firstly, Chen Yun had always disliked merchants who treated people as if they were sheep to be fleeced.

Relying on Transparent World Perception, he could tell at a glance the cunning plan being played by that group of clam sellers.

The clams with pearls were bait thrown out to lure people into buying the pearl-less clams at a high price.

And in the end, the pearls would not be lost.

Under controlled circumstances, this was entirely a deliberately designed scam, treating all the surrounding people as fools for amusement.

So Chen Yun took action to give them a bit of education.

Secondly,

It was partly because Wang Shanshan was an acquaintance that Chen Yun decided to intervene.

Although Wang Shanshan didn’t know him well, he had listened to the Sichuan Traffic Broadcasting every day and was quite familiar with Wang Shanshan.

Of course, this was not the main reason.

"They dare to play this game because they definitely have insiders among the market organizers, and even higher-ups outside."

"I think it would be better not to confront them directly. If necessary, call a taxi in this crowded place and don’t rashly go to less crowded areas."

Wang Shanshan seriously advised.

After speaking, she looked around cautiously.

Even just offering such a warning required caution.

"It’s fine; he won’t bother me anymore."

Chen Yun waved his hand, his expression very calm.

Dead people, they don’t cause troubles.

It wasn’t that Chen Yun had a heavy intention to kill.

But under his Transparent World Perception, others might not be able to hear the content of the call that stall owner was making in the corner, but he had heard the entire phone conversation clearly.

Get the pearls back, intimidate a little, if disobedient, give a beating, make sure not to injure too severely, although it’s also okay to break a few teeth...

These keywords were all too clear to him.

The giant dragon doesn’t care for the boasting of ants.

But when an ant so openly releases malice towards the giant dragon, that is purely a death wish.

So.

The decision to let that stall owner die was made without hesitation.

His fate was nearly sealed.

"He’s not someone who won’t look for trouble just because you say he won’t."

Wang Shanshan sighed helplessly as she looked at the calm-faced Chen Yun.

Seeing that Chen Yun still had no reaction,

She promptly turned and left without looking back.

Respecting the fate of others, letting go of the compulsion to help.

Thinking this, Wang Shanshan, somewhat angrily, pulled Deng Yuezhao by the arm and walked away.

As they passed the clam opening stall,

Looking at the excited crowd gathered around the stall as the owner’s underling opened the clams, while the owner himself was hidden in a corner on his phone, possibly making some kind of deal.

Wang Shanshan couldn’t help but seethe with anger.

She gave a resentful glare at that infuriating stall owner and decided to turn away.

However.

A gust of wind, not very strong, suddenly swept past not far in front of her, making Wang Shanshan instinctively rub her left eye that the wind had irritated.

The next moment, the unexpected sea breeze picked up the plastic sheet covering the stall.

The plastic sheet fluttered.

Along with it, the clamshells scattered across the table.

"You go tidy it up; I’ve got this."

Upon seeing this, the owner hung up the phone, stepped forward, and took over the work from his underling.

Just as the stall owner raised the hammer, ready to strike the knife handle inserted into the gap of the clamshell,

An inexplicable dizziness suddenly hit him, causing his right hand to tremble slightly.

With that tremble, the hammer veered off its precise trajectory and struck a nearby empty beer bottle, spot-on.

The bottle shattered resoundingly, fragments scattering everywhere.

Cries of alarm erupted from the crowd.

But the greater surprise was yet to come.

A sharp shard of glass reflected a piercing light under the sun.

It seemed to be caught up in the kinetic energy at the moment the glass bottle shattered, but in reality, it was as if controlled by an invisible hand, flying straight towards the stall owner’s direction.

Under the terrified and perplexed gazes of the onlookers.

The glass shard grazed the edge of the clamshell in Old Li’s hand at an incredible angle, then snapped open with its sharp corner, striking the stall owner’s forehead in the chaos.

Blood slid down the forehead of the stall owner.

The crowd instantly plunged into chaos, retreating en masse.

Stunned by the pain, the stall owner stumbled backward a few steps, and the clam knife he was clutching tightly was also pulled out from the clamshell in the process.

He tried to steady himself.

But during his stumble, he accidentally stepped on a clamshell that had earlier scattered on the floor and hadn’t been cleaned up yet.

His feet slipped immediately, and he lost control of his body, falling backward, his sharp clam knife slipping from his grasp during the fall.

The sudden loss of balance left him with no time to spare.

Behind the stall owner, a rope that was used to secure the sun umbrella had come loose due to the wind, conveniently drooping at the level of his neck.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Everyone’s breath halted.

The stall owner’s neck was caught precisely by the rope, which tightened rapidly as his body’s weight dragged down.

He was immediately hanged under the sun umbrella.

Bystanders panicked, some hurriedly stepped forward to attempt to untie the rope.

But when they noticed the clam knife in the stall owner’s hand, now inexplicably lodged into the back of his neck, everyone who tried to help was dumbstruck.

It all happened in an instant.

Just a second ago, the stall owner was opening clams.

The next second, he had a graze on his forehead, stabbed in the neck by the knife, and hanging by his neck from the sun umbrella in a most unfortunate state.

Blood.

Spread down his neck, slowly reddening his entire chest and back.

With such a volume of bleeding, his life was clearly not long for this world.

Moreover, suspended by the rope under the sun umbrella, the stall owner could not make a single sound of sobbing or struggling due to the tightness around his neck.

Only his eyes flickered with despair.

The crowd immediately descended into chaos again, with screams and calls for help merging into one.

The stall owner’s underlings were also flabbergasted, clueless about how to handle this inexplicable death, pausing in whatever they were prepared to do.

Although the market’s emergency responders arrived swiftly,

Sadly, due to the severity of the injuries, the stall owner ultimately could not escape this series of incredible coincidences.

Witnessing the entire incident unfold, Wang Shanshan felt chills at this moment.

Compared to the confusion of those around her.

Wang Shanshan felt as if coldness and terror were shooting up to the crown of her head.

Holy shit? What just happened?

Did Death come?

A series of coincidences had led to the stall owner’s death!

It all seemed too preposterous!

If others might think this was all just a coincidence, that the stall owner was just terribly unlucky,

Wang Shanshan didn’t think so.

Because just a moment ago, when she went to remind Chen Yun, the man’s response, "No worries, he won’t bother me anymore," was clearly etched in her mind.

The use of "anymore" at the end of his sentence was particularly thought-provoking.

It made her vaguely entertain an utterly unbelievable thought.

The placement of "anymore" at the end of the sentence evidently conveyed a definitive tone, emphasizing that a certain situation had occurred or was about to occur.

As a graduate with a degree in Chinese language and literature, she felt increasingly certain of this.

If that’s the case,

It could be said that the man had anticipated the stall owner’s death, indicating he would no longer be a nuisance.

Or it might suggest...

That the stall owner’s seemingly coincidental death was somehow tied to him!

The more she pondered,

The colder Wang Shanshan felt all over.

Although such a hypothesis seemed completely far-fetched, she couldn’t help but think this way for some reason.

She instinctively rose to her feet and surveyed her surroundings.

Everyone around was lamenting and exclaiming over the tragedy that had just unfolded.

As for that man, he was nowhere to be seen.

She had no idea where he had gone, or if he had any connection to this incident.

She swallowed hard.

Wang Shanshan promptly took Deng Yuezhao and quickly maneuvered through the dense crowd, like two nimble fish finding their path in the sea of people.

She decisively chose to make a swift escape.

The sight of the stall owner being stabbed and then hanged was truly frightening.

Regardless, she really dared not stay there anymore.

The hustle and bustle of the market provided natural cover for their departure, and the elaborate layout between the various stalls made pursuit difficult.

They quickly reached the edge of the market, where rows of taxis waited for passengers.

Wang Shanshan waved for attention.

A yellow taxi slowly approached and stopped before them.

Before getting in, she looked back one more time.

After confirming there was nothing unusual, she lightly urged Deng Yuezhao to get in first.

"Go ahead and drive, and don’t stop along the way," Wang Shanshan instructed the driver, her tone revealing irrefutable determination.

The car door closed, and with the roar of the engine, the taxi slowly merged into the flow of traffic, leaving behind the noise and complexity of the market.

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