Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

Jiang Shiyuan touched the knife, wanting Molly to kill Baili Pangpang.

Baili Pangpang stared at the knife, wishing he would be hacked to death.

One wanted to kill, the other wanted to be killed; their expressions made Shen Qingzhu, who was standing next to them, almost think that a murder was about to occur on the ground beneath their feet the next second.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and ended the fight with a single sentence.

"This is an airport; prohibited knives are not allowed."

Jiang Shiyuan: "..."

She glanced around and saw several pedestrians standing at a distance, looking in her direction. She quickly stopped her performance and put the knife away.

Baili Pangpang, who was standing to the side, quickly composed himself and his face returned to normal.

The two kept their conversation a secret, acting as if nothing had happened, but Baili Pangpang knew that Jiang Shiyuan had already discovered something.

Indeed, his avoidance of Molly was extremely abnormal. If Jiang Shiyuan hadn't lost her memory and been too preoccupied with her own affairs to attend to his relationship with Molly, she probably would have brought this up with him much earlier.

With the wound on his stomach, he felt he was about to be exposed.

……

The conversation between Baili Pangpang and Jiang Shiyuan was just a minor incident that quickly passed.

After leading the new recruits out of the airport and handing them over to Yuan Gang who had arrived, the five of them stood empty-handed on the street, feeling a strange sense of bewilderment.

They didn't know how Cao Yuan was doing, or when he would recover.

Lin Qiye was their backbone. With him and Cao Yuan gone, the five of them felt like something was missing.

Moreover, the training mission had already ended, and the border battle had only recently concluded. Two of the seven members of the [Nightfall] squad had left the team, and there would be no new missions assigned to them for the time being. They couldn't even do anything they wanted to do; they could only find a place to wait.

Nightfall has always been busy, and suddenly stepping out of that busyness has caught them off guard.

"Where do we go now? Are we just going to wait here...?"

In the silence, Jiang Er's voice broke through the silence from the MP3 player on An Qingyu's waist.

Unexpectedly, before Jiang Er could finish speaking, a figure dressed in bright red stood in front of the five people, interrupting her.

"We meet again. You and the others, come with me." The newcomer gestured with his chin at Jiang Shiyuan in a rather impolite manner.

"Hmm?" This sounded like an arrest warrant being issued. An Qingyu frowned. "And who is this...?"

All the puzzled looks in everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Shiyuan and Nezha.

“Uh, this is Nezha.” Jiang Shiyuan sighed, “The legendary one.”

Sure enough, she said she would soon be going to the Heavenly Court to meet up with Lin Qiye for a day trip, so there was no need to worry about being separated.

"He's Nezha?" Baili Pangpang's eyes widened, looking quite surprised.

“That’s right, I am Nezha.” Nezha nodded calmly.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, some doubtful, some shocked.

"Nezha, you just said you wanted us to go with you, where are you taking us?" Jiang Shiyuan glanced at Baili Pangpang, who was acting again, shook her head helplessly, and started to follow the plot like a dutiful NPC.

"In Heaven, someone wants to see you."

"I've been here for a while now, just waiting for you to finish your business. Come on, follow me." Nezha casually hailed a taxi, waved to the group, and got in first.

Baili Pangpang walked to the front of the car, glanced back at An Qingyu and the others, and hesitated as he held onto the car door.

"What are you standing there for? Get in the car!" Nezha looked at Baili Pangpang, who was blocking the car door and refusing to get in, with a puzzled expression. As if he had thought of something, his expression gradually became strange. "You guys have never even ridden in a taxi before? Are you from such a poor family?"

“There are six of us here. Do you think we can fit in one taxi?” Shen Qingzhu couldn’t help but roll her eyes. How could the word “poor family background” be associated with Baili Pangpang?

The kind of poverty where all you had in your pocket was a dozen Rolexes when you were at your poorest.

If Jiang Shiyuan hadn't testified that the boy in front of him, wearing a bright red hoodie and scrolling through his phone with a cocky look on his face, was the legendary Nezha, he would never have believed it.

"Six people?" Nezha was taken aback.

"Hey, are you guys getting on the bus or not?!" The driver said impatiently as the group was talking.

"It does seem a bit crowded. Forget it, I won't take a taxi!" Nezha scratched his head, but had no choice but to get out of the car.

In fact, Jiang Er didn't need a parking space. If they really wanted to squeeze in, a taxi could fit them all. However, he saw that Baili Pangpang was quite chubby, and it would be very inconvenient for the four of them to sit in the back.

"They're dawdling and wasting my time." The taxi driver waited and waited, but then the group said they weren't going to take the ride anymore, and the driver suddenly became dissatisfied.

As soon as Nezha closed the car door, he cursed and stepped on the gas, leaving the others behind and driving onto the main road.

"Forehead……"

The group of six watched awkwardly as the taxi disappeared down the street.

An Qingyu looked at Nezha, hesitated, and said, "Actually, I wanted to ask this earlier. You said you would take us to the Heavenly Court. Can a taxi go directly there?"

"How could that be? It's just that the place is a bit far from the city center, and there are too many people around. You wouldn't understand even if I explained." Nezha sensed An Qingyu's skepticism, rolled his eyes, and took out his phone. "Forget it, I think we'll need a minivan to accommodate so many people. Let me see..."

Shen Qingzhu watched as Nezha skillfully swiped his fingers across the screen and found a ride-hailing app, feeling even more absurd.

"Nezha, no need to trouble yourself, I've already arranged a car, a private car will be here to pick us up in two minutes." Baili Pangpang, who was standing at the front, turned around and saw Nezha's actions, and quickly hung up the phone to say this.

"That works too." Since he didn't have to worry about it, Nezha naturally agreed without hesitation, nodding and quickly canceling the special offer car interface in his hand.

While Baili Pangpang was speaking, he had already clicked the ride-hailing function. Fortunately, it was still relatively rare to find a private car for hire in Beijing, so he was unable to hail a ride for a while.

……

Two minutes later.

"Dudu-"

With a crisp car horn sound, an extra-long Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the six people.

Nezha was scrolling through his phone out of boredom when he noticed the car had stopped in front of him. He looked up slightly, then lowered his head again, uninterested, and continued playing his little game.

Jiang Shiyuan opened the car door and let An Qingyu put the ice cream parlor into the aisle of the car before getting in.

Baili Pangpang was the last to board the bus. After he got on, only Nezha remained standing outside, engrossed in the game and showing no intention of getting on.

This time it was his turn to be puzzled, and he asked, "Nezha, why aren't you getting on the bus?"

"Huh? Is the car here?" Nezha was playing a single-player game, so the interruption didn't matter. Hearing Baili Pangpang's call, he subconsciously locked his phone screen and looked up.

The next second, he saw the group of people sitting in the extended Rolls-Royce, his eyes widening. "Wait, this is the car you called?!"

He thought the luxury car was just passing by!

"Yeah, is there a problem?" Baili Pangpang met Nezha's surprised gaze, then pointed blankly to the seat left for him inside the car. "Hurry up and get in!"

“The problem is there’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just this car…” Nezha got into the car with a twitching smile.

After being reincarnated, he was no stranger to modern society. To be honest, this was the first time he had ever ridden in a luxury car of this caliber.

"We have a lot of people in [Nightfall], so traveling around Beijing is quite inconvenient. This car is big enough to accommodate everyone, so we bought a few." The car started smoothly, and Baili Pangpang leaned back in the leather seat, explaining with a smile.

"How many did you buy?" Nezha was stunned by these words, which were full of Versailles-like sentiments, and unconsciously repeated them.

"Not many." Baili Pangpang misunderstood that Nezha was asking him how many Rolls-Royces he had bought, so he waved his hand and still smiled. "Just three or four. After all, we're often on missions and don't live in Shangjing often..."

Nezha: "..."

……