Chapter 784
Chapter 784
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 784
>Chapter Title: Motorcycle
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Looking at Yang Na, who was like a furious lioness in front of him, Qing Wanglai was stunned for a moment before calmly explaining to her, “Since we’re putting it on him, this outfit is definitely bulletproof. Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing—it won’t hurt your little boyfriend.”
He then raised the helmet in his hand toward Li Huowang, who had climbed up from the floor. “And this thing is bulletproof too. It’ll protect your head even better.”
“More importantly, unlike guns that can bring a ton of trouble, wearing body armor is completely legal. You can buy it on Taobao. These things will cause you way less hassle than a gun.”
“If anyone asks what they are, you can just say they’re a motorcycle helmet and riding gear to brush them off.”
“Really? Then let me try it!” Li Huowang pulled Yang Na behind him, took the helmet from Qing Wanglai, and put it right on his head.
“Why is this thing connected to the shoulders? I can’t even turn my head with it on—I can only look straight ahead.”
“Of course the helmet’s connected to the shoulders. Think about it—if a bullet hits your head and the helmet isn’t attached, the impact alone could snap your spine several times over.”
“Oh, so that’s how it works. Learn something new every day.” After putting the whole set on, Li Huowang jumped up and down a few times. He turned to Qing Wanglai in delight. “Awesome, Qingzi! This stuff is killer. Come on, fire a few more shots. Let me feel it.”
The gunshots rang out again. This time, with mental preparation, Li Huowang just swayed a bit and didn’t fall.
He pulled out his combat knife and started slashing at imaginary enemies in midair, trying to get a feel for attacking while wearing it.
Meanwhile, Wu Qi, who had pulled Yang Na to the side of the bed, watched Li Huowang amid the hail of bullets and frowned. “He could dismantle a truck with just a knife before. Now, Li Huowang might be able to take down a plane.”
“Not just that,” Qian Fu chimed in from the side. “This guy’s a nutcase too—killing people doesn’t even count as a crime for him. Perfect combo. He can do whatever the hell he wants.”
Hearing this, Yang Na’s face grew even darker.
Zhao Lei, who had been completely unnoticeable up to now, just let out a cold snort. He sat there fiddling with the black fingertip spinner in his hand.
“Here, take this.” Li Huowang reached out and caught two keys and a black leather booklet tossed from the air.
He opened the booklet and saw it was a motorcycle license, complete with a photo of himself from who-knows-when.
“What’s this?”
Just then, Qing Wanglai opened the RV door. A brand-new black heavy motorcycle appeared in front of Li Huowang.
“With riding gear and a helmet, how could there be no motorcycle? Walking around in riding clothes without one would look weird. But ride this, and you can go anywhere—even traffic cops won’t stop you.”
“No way! You got this? That must’ve cost a fortune, Qingzi.”
Li Huowang hopped down from the RV and circled the bike like a little boy with a new toy, constantly inspecting and touching it.
“Not expensive at all. Just some projections. As long as it helps us, it doesn’t matter.”
The whole bike had a sleek, streamlined shape. The side profile looked super sporty. Besides the obvious muscular lines, it had tons of exposed tubing, making the motorcycle look even tougher.
It oozed mechanical beauty, and on this mechanical beast, Li Huowang spotted a small HP4 logo.
He didn’t know much about this stuff and had no idea what it meant.
“Can a mentally ill person get a license?” Wu Qi walked up to Qing Wanglai and asked.
“Sure, as long as you can prove you’re better.”
“Hmph, better? Doubt it.”
Qing Wanglai chuckled dryly and walked over to Li Huowang. “Li Huowang, by the way, do you know how to ride a motorcycle? I can teach you.”
“Don’t underestimate me. I can ride an electric scooter.”
Under Qing Wanglai’s patient guidance, Li Huowang practiced for a long time and finally managed to ride it decently. He excitedly zipped the bike between the unfinished buildings, savoring the electrifying speed.
“You really let him ride it? What if he crashes into a wall?” Chen Hongyu said, watching Li Huowang on the motorcycle.
“No worries. I told him never to go over fifty kilometers per hour. Stay under that, and it’s no different from an electric scooter. Some scooters even go faster. Super safe. This bike’s just camouflage for the bulletproof gear anyway.”
After circling for a while, Li Huowang, now used to his new ride, slowly pulled up to the others. He laboriously took off his helmet and said to Yang Na, “Come on! Hop on, and I’ll take you for a spin!”
Yang Na glanced at the others, said nothing, and hopped on the back seat, wrapping her arms around Li Huowang’s waist.
“Send me the meeting time on WeChat! I’ll be there!” “Vroom—vroom—” The engine roared to life, and Li Huowang sped off with Yang Na.
Li Huowang rode slowly down the road with Yang Na. She pressed tightly against his back, listening to his heartbeat as her soft black hair fluttered gently.
“You felt it yourself! He didn’t hesitate at all when he shot at you! Qing Wanglai’s just putting on a show!”
Li Huowang put down one foot at the red light, propping himself up as he calmly replied, “Of course I know, but so what? Putting on a show is already pretty good. We’re not family, after all.”
“Since we’re teaming up against an outside enemy, we’ve gotta keep up appearances. If we drop the act entirely, it’d be awkward for everyone.”
“As long as we get through this crisis, we probably won’t see each other again. After all, I’m the one spending my life with you, not them.”
The light turned green. Li Huowang twisted the throttle and rode the shiny new motorcycle slowly toward home. “Nana, trust me. I’m really not crazy.”
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When they got back to the neighborhood, Li Huowang’s new getup immediately caught the old security guard’s eye. “Who are you? You an owner here?”
“It’s me.”
Seeing Li Huowang take off his helmet, the guard backed up a couple steps, then glanced at the motorcycle beneath him.
“Oh~ So that’s why you’ve been heading out early and coming back late lately. You’ve been at a driving school learning to ride a motorcycle, huh.”
Hearing this explanation, Li Huowang nodded vigorously. “Yeah! That’s right. I’ve been learning to ride motorcycles lately.”
After Li Huowang left, the guard nodded in satisfaction. “Good on him. Kid’s got ambition. Couldn’t get into college, but riding a motorcycle for deliveries beats sitting at home mooching off his parents. Looks like his illness really is cured. Not easy.”
(End of chapter)