Chapter 177: Lingerie Counter?

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Lingerie Counter?

Those twenty-plus thugs wielding knives who were severely wounded or had injured legs were still stuck upstairs. Not to mention someone like Brother Long, whose legs had been sliced down to the bone.

The ones who managed to escape only had injuries to their bodies or arms. Despite the pain and bleeding, they could still push through to drive.

They ran down slightly slower than Zhang Yun. However, they were running for their lives, and hearing continuous gunshots made them even more terrified.

Some of those who reached the parking lot had already driven away. Those who were slower were still lingering in the parking lot.

When they saw Zhang Yun walking over, the ones who hadn’t gotten into their cars dropped to the ground, not daring to move an inch. Those already in their vehicles buried their heads, pretending the cars were empty. They all shivered in fear, terrified that Zhang Yun was coming to finish them off.

Zhang Yun swept his gaze over them and asked, "Do you know me?"

A dead silence followed.

The injured thugs were all scared stiff, but the quick-witted ones hurriedly spoke up.

"N-no! We don’t know you! We’ve never seen you before! We don’t know what you look like!"

"Yeah, yeah, I’m severely nearsighted!"

"I have glaucoma! I’m colorblind!"

The others quickly chimed in. If they admitted to remembering the face of such a terrifying demon, wouldn’t they just be forcing him to silence them permanently?

They were just low-level thugs. Whether they were silenced or not wouldn’t make waves. Now that their big boss had fallen, they would only desperately hide and figure out how to pay their own medical bills.

Being chopped up like this was punishment enough. Zhang Yun couldn’t be bothered to slaughter them one by one. He had briefly considered feeding them all to the Blood Demon Blade but ultimately decided against it. The enemy leader had already been dealt with, after all.

As for cleaning up the scene and suppressing the news, Ouyang Kunpeng could definitely handle it.

Zhang Yun didn’t have any experience driving in a big city, so he had to turn on the GPS. The moment he started typing in the address, he suddenly felt an urge to go home.

The hotel was already paid for. Yang Xiaoyun would stay for the night and then go back with her best friend. If he returned to the hotel now, he would just get teased by them later.

Now that he had his car back, he could just drive straight back to his hometown.

However, after a moment of hesitation, Zhang Yun decided to return to the hotel.

The battle hadn’t lasted very long overall, but starting from wielding Brother Long as a weapon, it had consumed a significant amount of his stamina. More importantly, such a massacre had a huge psychological impact on him.

In the heat of the moment, he hadn’t had time to overthink. But now that he had calmed down, all sorts of emotions flooded in.

Driving back would take many hours. Zhang Yun wasn’t in any rush, so it would be better to rest and relax first.

Zhang Yun was unfamiliar with the roads and lacked driving experience. Driving back from the suburban industrial area, his speed was even slower than when he had first come.

Not long after he hit the road, Ouyang Mingruo sent a video call request. She must have heard from Ouyang Kunpeng and immediately wanted to check on him.

Although he knew she was just worried, driving safety came first. He hung up on her repeatedly. The big city had heavy traffic and complicated roads; even at red lights, Zhang Yun didn’t distract himself by looking at his phone.

By the time Zhang Yun returned to the vicinity of the hotel, it was already two in the afternoon. Since his clothes were inappropriate, he didn’t go straight back. Instead, he found a nearby parking lot. Only after parking did he finally have the time to check WeChat.

Aside from the declined calls, Ouyang Mingruo had also sent many voice messages.

Seeing them annoyed Zhang Yun a little, but he tapped and listened to them one by one.

Her tone in the earlier messages was a bit anxious, demanding to know why he wasn’t answering her video or phone calls when he was clearly online. She also asked why he had gone looking for Liu Yandao and whether he was injured.

"I’ve apologized to you over and over again, what more do you want? Even if you want something, you should say it to my face. You need to tell me! Otherwise, how would I know?"

Feeling bombarded by the messages, Zhang Yun didn’t want to reply. But hearing the slight humility in her tone, he figured staying silent would make him seem petty and dramatic.

"I found my car. I was driving just now, so it wasn’t convenient to answer."

After replying, he checked his other messages and saw that Yang Xiaoyun had texted him too.

Yang Xiaoyun wasn’t as frantic or direct as Mingruo. She merely left a message asking if he was coming back to have lunch together. This had been sent while he was still at the factory district. Because he hadn’t replied, she hadn’t sent any follow-ups to pester him.

"I went somewhere a bit far. Just got back."

Heading straight to the mall, Zhang Yun picked a random menswear brand and let the sales assistant put together an outfit for him. He changed into a new set on the spot and bought a few extra sets.

It was inconvenient to carry the gun around openly, but storing it in the Peach Blossom Spring Space effectively allowed him to keep it on his person. After the events at noon, he decided to store a few sets of clothes inside as well, so he would always have a change of clothes ready for next time.

Men usually shopped with a purpose; once they bought what they needed, they left. Naturally, Zhang Yun had no interest in window shopping.

But others did!

After getting stood up for coffee by Zhang Yun, Feng Ru had accompanied Yang Xiaoyun to eat at this nearby mall. It would be abnormal for two women not to browse the clothing stores after having lunch at a mall.

They had been strolling around this floor the whole time, just not in the menswear section. Since Zhang Yun had made a beeline for the menswear stores, they hadn’t bumped into each other earlier.

Now that he walked out, they immediately ran into each other.

"Hah! You ditched us, and it turns out you were just buying clothes?" Feng Ru immediately stepped forward to accuse him.

Yang Xiaoyun also found it a little strange that he had changed his clothes.

Zhang Yun chuckled. "I’m just a country bumpkin. It’s rare for me to visit your big city, so I thought I’d buy some clothes to take back. Are you done shopping?"

"Tsk! We agreed to get coffee, and you completely stood us up. No lunch either. Were you afraid we’d make you foot the bill?" Feng Ru refused to let him change the subject.

Yang Xiaoyun smiled. "We were just looking around."

"It really is my fault. I was supposed to treat you to coffee and lunch. How about this? You each pick out an outfit, and I’ll pay for it. What do you think? Two outfits each are fine too."

Zhang Yun had just discovered that shopping was quite a stress reliever. He was done shopping for himself, so buying a couple of outfits for them was no big deal.

"There’s no need. Feng Ru was just joking!" Yang Xiaoyun hurriedly declined.

Feng Ru, however, rolled her eyes playfully and beamed. "You said it! We won’t hold back then!"

"Ru!" Yang Xiaoyun quickly tugged at her arm.

"It’s really fine, Sister Xiaoyun. It’s just a small token of my appreciation," Zhang Yun quickly added.

Feng Ru laughed. "Don’t worry, Sister Xiaoyun. I won’t fleece your sweet ’little brother.’ I won’t buy anything expensive, just something cheap. You get two sets, and I’ll mooch one. I won’t make Zhang Yun spend too much."

Hearing her say this, Yang Xiaoyun relaxed a little. She figured Feng Ru was just pulling Zhang Yun’s leg and wouldn’t actually scam him.

"Sister Xiaoyun and Sister Ru, you both get two sets. It’s happily decided then," Zhang Yun said with a smile, finalizing the matter.

Their spending power definitely wasn’t on Ouyang Mingruo’s level. With Yang Xiaoyun around, she wouldn’t let Feng Ru pick out items worth thousands or tens of thousands anyway. He might as well be generous.

"Awesome! Come with me!" Feng Ru immediately grabbed Zhang Yun and Yang Xiaoyun, dragging them forward.

When the three of them stopped in front of a store, Zhang Yun was dumbfounded—a lingerie boutique?