Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

Chapter 23: The White Coat Appears Again

The four of them passed through the gate and were greeted by a place that resembled an urban village. It was surrounded by green trees and had rows of three- or four-story residential buildings. Clothes and cured meats were hanging on the balconies, and electric bikes and bicycles were parked under the buildings.

Everything was so peaceful and harmonious.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that the place next door was a den of iniquity?

The blond-haired man pointed to a small house with lights on and suggested, "Let's ask an NPC for help!"

inappropriate.

Chen Feng shook his head: "What if these residents are monsters too?"

Just to be on the safe side, the group tiptoed out of the village, only breathing a sigh of relief when they saw the asphalt streets.

"Yay! Speedrun successful in one life!"

Suddenly, Huang Mao yelled and started running wildly down the street like a runaway horse.

"Are you crazy? You scared the hell out of me!"

Although the fat man was cursing loudly, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Strictly speaking, it's actually two lives.

Chen Feng hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

It was the early hours of the morning, and most of the shops along the roadside had already closed, except for one 24-hour convenience store that still had its lights on.

Apart from the owner, who was lounging in a rocking chair watching TV, there was no one else in the shop.

Chen Feng asked, "Hello, we've accidentally gotten lost. Could we use our phones to make a call to the police?"

The boss glanced at the camouflage uniforms worn by the four men, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before saying, "No problem, but my phone is charging. Why don't you wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."

"OK."

Chen Feng nodded as he approached the boss and threw a punch when the boss was off guard.

With a bang, the boss was lulled to sleep.

I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

Amid his companions' puzzled looks, Chen Feng explained, "The last leg of a journey is the hardest. We barely escaped, so we mustn't capsize at the last step."

As he spoke, Chen Feng touched the boss's pocket, took out a cell phone, and looked at the screen. It still had 97% battery left.

There was definitely a problem!

Chen Feng placed the phone on the cashier's counter. "We're lucky, this phone isn't locked. Does anyone want to make a call?"

"Me, me!"

The blond-haired man took the phone and quickly pressed a string of numbers.

After a ring, the phone vibrated slightly, and the call was connected.

The blond-haired boy exclaimed excitedly, "Feed? Mom!"

A puzzled middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the receiver: "Mom?"

"Mom, it's me, Wenbo."

"Who is Wenbo? There is no one named Wenbo in our family."

"Mom! Mom! It's me!"

"Sorry, you dialed the wrong number."

The busy signal rang out.

The trio looked dejected, their joy at escaping death vanishing instantly.

They have been forgotten by the world.

Only Chen Feng remained calm. He wasn't even from this world, so forgetting it was fine.

After a brief silence, Li Guolong stepped forward to comfort him, "Wenbo, don't be sad. Once we wipe out those monsters, the professors and instructors, Auntie will definitely remember you."

"Yes, yes!" the blond-haired man nodded vigorously. "Let's call the police right away."

Make a phone call.

The operator's voice came through: "Hello, is there any emergency?"

The blond-haired man said, "We've encountered a monster..."

Before he could finish saying "monster," Li Guolong interrupted, "Uh, we've been kidnapped."

Good point!

Chen Feng felt that Li Guolong really did have some of his father's wit and decisiveness.

If, as Huang Mao said, they encountered a monster, the operator would probably treat it as a prank or that the person was mentally unstable, and call it a kidnapping. This would not only be realistic, but also serve as a reason to take the police officers to the academy.

Once you see those monsters with pig heads, sheep heads, and rabbit heads, everything will be explained.

At this moment, Li Guolong was already reporting the information: "Yes, four of us escaped, but about fifty people are still tied up. We're in Cihang City, on Xuetian Road, near a convenience store close to the Fourth Mental Hospital. Can you send someone to rescue us?"

The operator told Li Guolong not to be nervous: "Okay, we've already sent someone out, they'll be there soon."

"Remember to bring your gun. There are many kidnappers, and they are carrying firearms and heavy weapons."

"Uh-huh."

After hanging up the phone, the four of them waited at the convenience store.

By this time, Huang Mao had emerged from his grief. He grabbed a bottle of Coke from the shelf and took a big gulp: "Awesome! I remember the last time I drank Coke was the last time..."

As the fat man tore open the potato chip packaging, he complained, "My god, even a fart smells, but your words have no smell at all."

Buzz!

The distant rumble of a car engine interrupted their conversation.

A bread truck appeared in front of the convenience store.

Where did this bread truck come from so late at night?

Chen Feng squinted. If nothing unexpected had happened, something unexpected was about to happen: "This person doesn't seem friendly."

Huang Mao corrected, "Brother Feng, we are the ones who came here."

The car door opened, and three expressionless white figures jumped out.

"They are!"

The blond-haired man's face turned deathly pale, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.

"Holy crap, it's white coats!" The fat man was completely baffled. "Aren't they only arresting people in internet cafes?"

"Run! Run!" Li Guolong shouted frantically, "The police are on their way! Let's scatter and run, avoid them for now, and make sure they don't catch us!"

"Should I avoid his sharp edge for now?"

"Why don't they avoid me?"

Chen Feng felt furious whenever he thought about being caught by the doctors in white coats and taken to the internet addiction academy.

If it weren't for these beasts, he wouldn't have suffered so much.

"Come!"

Chen Feng shouted and delivered a flying kick, like kicking a soccer ball, sending the white-coated man at the front flying four or five meters away, crashing onto the street with his limbs outstretched, and then falling silent.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been scared away long ago upon seeing this scene.

But the white coats, being fake human beings, had no idea what fear was and charged forward headlong.

Chen Feng didn't tolerate them and directly punched each of the two men in white coats with both hands.

According to the system, a C-level hero can smash a standard red brick (240*115*53mm) into powder with a single punch.

Then let alone a body made of flesh and blood.

So this solid punch shattered the bones in the man in the white coat, leaving him a bloody mess and instantly killing him.

The fat man was completely convinced: "My god, if you had said you had this much fighting ability, why would you have run away?"

The blond guy was also full of regret: "I should have leveled up!"

Hearing the exclamations of the crowd, Chen Feng was extremely pleased with himself.

Back in the day, at Happiness Internet Cafe, even six adults couldn't subdue a fake internet cafe manager. If they hadn't torn off the skin, the guy would have almost gotten away.

Now, facing a fake mannequin in a white coat with no skin weaknesses, he was able to fight three opponents and kill them all. This huge difference was like feeling refreshed and invigorated on New Year's Day morning while wearing new underwear.

Just then, another person in a white coat got off the bread cart.

He was a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

Upon seeing it, Chen Feng felt a chill run down his spine; every cell in his body seemed to be sending him a danger signal.

"Danger!"

Actually, even without Chen Feng's reminder, Li Guolong and the other two had already noticed that the normal white coats were all like the model students, with unblinking eyes, blank stares, and frozen expressions.

The one who came down now, with a smile on his face, was clearly no ordinary person.

The doctor in the white coat adjusted his glasses: "Running away is for bad kids."

That familiar voice, that familiar smile!

The group of people were startled and exclaimed in unison, "Professor?"

The man in the white coat smiled and said, "That's right, it's me."