Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1391 634: Guardianship (Part 2)

The store owner shouted: "Who is it! We're closed!"

From outside came a child's voice: "Uncle, my dad and I went out to eat, my mom went to the restroom, and a stranger said he would take me to buy toys. When I refused to go with him, he hit me and dragged me away.

I barely managed to escape, but I can't find my mom now, he's coming back, I don't know what to do..."

The more anxious the child became, the less clear his speech was.

"Oh my, this must be a human trafficker! Child, don't be afraid, come to your uncle!" Without waiting for his wife to ask more questions, the store owner had already opened the roller shutter door.

As the roller shutter door rose several centimeters, and before the inner glass door was opened, the couple noticed that it wasn't a child standing outside, and just looking at the size of those leather shoes, they realized it couldn't be a child wearing them.

The man squatted down and smiled at the couple, revealing himself to be a man in his twenties.

The store owner was startled, wanting to lower the roller shutter door, but the man rolled forward, crashed into the glass door, and entered the store.

The man chuckled: "Uncle, you are really a good person, I'm hungry, can you fix me something to eat?"

The store owner turned around and grabbed the fire poker, pointing it at the man and shouted: "Get out of here!"

The man maintained his smile: "What's wrong, Uncle, don't you want to be a good person?"

"I told you to get out!" The store owner swung the fire poker, making a threatening gesture.

Anyone knowledgeable would recognize this gesture as a bluff; he didn't dare to actually strike.

However, the man across couldn't be intimidated. He grabbed the fire poker, hooking it on the store owner's shoulder.

This caused excruciating pain, and the store owner staggered, falling to the ground.

The man placed a foot on the store owner's face, then turned to look at the store owner's wife.

The store owner's wife, holding a phone, was about to call the police when the man swung the fire poker, piercing the store owner's wife's hand, causing the phone to drop to the ground.

With his foot on the store owner's head, the man twisted his toes slightly, leaned over, and said: "Uncle, I'm still hungry, can you make me some skewers?"

The store owner's cheekbones were crushed underfoot. He wanted to struggle to get up, but his head felt nailed to the ground, unable to move.

"You said you do barbecue, so if you're not grilling skewers, then what are you keeping these skewers for!" The man grabbed a handful of metal skewers, driving each one into the store owner's body, embedding them deeply into the ground.

The man laughed: "It seems you're still not feeling pain, otherwise you would've screamed."

Bloodshot, the store owner's eyes trembled all over yet he couldn't let out a single sound, as if his throat was choked with a mouthful of sand, unable to swallow or spit it out.

The store owner's wife screamed, terrified, she let out a shout.

The man turned his gaze towards the store owner, smirking: "Uncle, I haven't married yet. Could you let me borrow Auntie?"

The store owner tried his best to fight back, but he was nailed to the ground, unable to move.

The store owner's wife attempted to flee, but the man flung a skewer, pinning her to the wall.

The store owner's wife wailed in anguish.

"Why run? Why suffer this way?" The man pinched the store owner's wife's face, "You need to put more effort into screaming, maybe attract more people to watch our show! Then your business will definitely thrive in the future!"

The store owner's wife screamed with all her might.

The store owner shook all over.

"The show should begin." The man chuckled, turned on the barbecue shop's lightbox. When the lightbox lit up, the word "Barbecue" wasn't visible.

Boss Lu, looking at the opposite street, shook his head: "They say Puluo State is merciless, but Outlying Provinces also lack beasts."

Inside the barbecue shop, the man prepared to violate the store owner's wife.

"How did you write this sign? Without the word 'Barbecue,' how do you do business?" The man touched the store owner's wife's face, suddenly feeling a warmth in his pant leg.

Pissed himself?

Scared himself?

It's normal for them to wet themselves out of fear. The man couldn't understand why it happened to him.

This sensation was also wrong, urine doesn't feel this sticky.

Urine shouldn't, be red either...

The man stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground, a lump fell out from his pant leg.

It fell!

That thing, fell off!

In his terror and pain, the man screamed loudly, his pants stained bright red.

Boss Lu, worried he might lose too much blood, let the word "Burn" hover over his wound for a moment.

The smell of charred flesh wafted up, and the man howled endlessly.

He didn't know who cut him or who burned him. He picked up the fallen object, trying to flee, but his knees buckled and he collapsed once more.

Smoke rose from his calf, his tendons cooked through.

The man reached out his hand to crawl towards the door, his arms suddenly giving out, collapsing to the ground.

His hand tendons were cooked through as well.

A "Burn" character circled around him, and the object he was severed from fell to the ground once again.

Boss Lu, seeing his pitiful state, didn't let the "Burn" character approach, instead sending "Roast" to cook the object.

Boss Lu, with good intentions, this thing is well-cooked, ready to be eaten with a pinch of salt and pepper.

But the man had no intention of eating; he squirmed, crawling towards the door. The skewers on the store owner's body fell away, without knowing who pulled them out.

The store owner slowly rose from the ground, raising the fire poker behind the man.

"You, you don't..." The man glanced back, his body continually inching backward.

The skewers on the store owner's wife's body also fell off, and she dialed the police.

...

"There were many calls to the police tonight, I have a feeling there's a connection behind this." Light Bulb made a bold hypothesis in front of Preserved Fruit and Chuuni.

Preserved Fruit rolled her eyes at Light Bulb: "You don't need to say it, anyone can see it!"

Chuuni said: "I think these people are part of the same organization, and tonight's situation was a planned, premeditated operation."