The Arrogant Heroine Was Too Overbearing, So I Immediately Switched Sides to Become the Traitor-Chapter 42 - He Seems to Really Understand

“Huh?!”

“What’s wrong?”

Evan followed Sylvie’s gaze and saw, at the end of the dimly lit long street, the figure of a short, stout, white-haired old man wearing a plaid shirt.

“Isn’t that Old Man Cliber? What’s this guy doing in the Outer Street?!”

Sylvie’s reddish eyes instantly narrowed, as if she had discovered some incredible secret. The atmosphere of gossip instantly spread within the car. Then she floored the accelerator. The girl immediately drove the sports car after him, apparently intending to see where her old professor was going.

Unfortunately. Sylvie drove too slowly. Even while chasing someone, she still maintained a steady “snail’s pace.”

Therefore, when the sports car was still some distance away from the old professor, they could only see his back turning the corner of the street. And when Sylvie drove the car and also turned the street corner. What they could see was the old professor’s back again, turning into a small alley far away.

By the time Sylvie drove the car to the front of that small alley, she could no longer see her boss’s figure. They had lost him.

“Mmm...”

It was nearing dusk. Inside the entire small alley, messy neon signs had gradually lit up, filled with dazzling red and purple colors everywhere, mostly depicting the curves of well-figured women. The signs read “XX Massage Parlor” or “XX Bath Center.”

Without needing a second glance, Evan knew what kind of business was conducted in the alley. And Sylvie also sighed and said.

“Don’t tell me, the old man has to run all the way here to find an old woman?”

“Let’s go.”

Evan shook his head. After exchanging a glance with Sylvie, they both smiled without speaking.

The summer night fell quickly. When Sylvie turned the car around, preparing to drive away from here. The entire Outer Street also began to gradually regain some vitality.

The surrounding crooked houses, which looked like uninhabited desolate buildings, began to light up with orange lights inside.

The first to appear on the street. Were many women dressed extremely revealingly, mostly wearing high-heeled sandals and exaggerated fishnet stockings. Their skirts were very short, some even didn’t have skirts, just triangular underwear. Their upper bodies wore cool little tank tops and very loose shirts. There were even more exaggerated and strange outfits, which truly opened Evan’s eyes.

These women all stood by the side of the street, seemingly waiting for something. When they saw Sylvie’s supercar, they would basically cast a kind of scorching gaze, as if hoping it would stop. But they seemed to immediately notice the knightly order’s armored vehicles following far behind the girl’s sports car. They immediately turned and walked away resentfully.

Thus. As Sylvie drove forward like this, for some reason, Evan’s mind inexplicably started playing some catchy little tune. From time to time, a few gunshots could be heard in the distance. This made Evan see through the rearview mirror that the two knightly order armored vehicles, somewhat nervously, closed the distance between them and the girl’s sports car.

A sweet scent began to faintly drift in the air. And on the long street, men and women wandered aimlessly, looking haggard, like zombies with sallow and fragile faces.

Sylvie closed the car window with some disgust. And Evan quickly understood what that sweet scent represented.

The sports car continued forward. Until Sylvie waited at an intersection for the traffic light to flash—although, in reality, Evan saw that none of the other vehicles coming and going obeyed the traffic light rules. The girl drove just that carefully, prioritizing being slow but never making a mistake.

Right at this moment. Suddenly, even through the car window, Evan could hear a harsh “clang” sound from the side of the street, as well as a few gunshots.

Turning his head to look. Evan happened to see a short figure with red hair smashing through a glass display window of a shop that looked like a small supermarket on the side of the street, and then swaggering out from inside. Hmm, besides holding a gun in one hand, he was also hugging a large bag full of various things.

The short red-haired guy was complacent, walking with a swagger, his face full of the arrogance of being the greatest under heaven and earth.

But soon. Following the gunshots just now, Evan saw a knightly order armored vehicle, with the momentum of thunder that leaves no time to cover one’s ears, suddenly rush in front of Sylvie’s sports car. Then five fully armed knights immediately got out of the car, holding shotguns, protecting the girl’s sports car in the center, surrounding it tightly.

At the same time. The other knightly order armored vehicle quickly drove up to that short red-haired guy. Five knights also rushed out, aiming their guns at the other party while cooperating tacitly, quickly pinning him down.

“What happened?”

Sylvie was still somewhat clueless. But Evan, looking at the short red-haired guy pinned to the ground, who was scared silly, with four shotguns pointed at his head. Pursing his lips.

Besides finding it somewhat hard to bear, he said softly to the girl beside him.

“I’ll go take a look.”

“Hmm... I’ll go too.”

The two quickly got out of the car, and were then surrounded again by the knights protecting the sports car. These knights raised their guns and watched the surroundings, seemingly ready to react to attacks from any direction.

Evan felt they were overreacting a bit. But thinking about it again, it seemed normal. This was not only demonstrating due professionalism in front of Sylvie, but more importantly. If something really happened to the girl, something would really happen to them too.

“What’s your name!”

“Drop the gun!!”

“Put your hands up!!!”

Just after getting out of the car and walking forward, he could hear the leading middle-aged knight’s extremely practiced questioning voice.

And at this moment. The short red-haired guy pinned to the ground seemed even more professional. Almost the instant he saw the knightly order, he had already thrown the pistol in his hand far away. At the same time, he immediately put his hands on his head, squatted on the ground, and repeatedly said his name.

“My name is Danny, Danny, Danny Danny Danny Danny Danny Danny Danny...”

Besides that, he said nothing else.

“What were you doing?!”

Seeing that the other party was very professional, the leading middle-aged knight changed his tactics. Now, as long as the other party made the slightest move or showed the slightest lack of cooperation. He could arrest the other party according to the “Outer Street Special Security Management Regulations,” or use the “Knightly Order Self-Protection Regulations” to directly open fire and solve the trouble once and for all.

But on second thought, this seemed a bit too brutal, and would leave a bad impression on the major noble young lady behind him. So the middle-aged knight, as the team leader, patiently “talked nonsense” with the Outer Street delinquent before him.

However. The short red-haired guy named Danny was indeed very professional.

“I was doing zero-dollar shopping... ah no, robbing!”

“The value of the things I robbed is less than 1000 gold dragons, you have no right to arrest me!!”

Silence. Evan pursed his lips, thinking inwardly.

This guy. He seems to really understand.