Chapter 603 One-day Tour To The Gasoline Station


    Harry''s POV:


    "You are so smart, Harry," my wolf, Linka, praised me excitedly. In a very smug tone, he said, "My


    Harry can even perform a task asplex as cracking a password."


    A grin split my face as I checked Joanna''s phone.


    Her socialwork ount was nearly nk. The only post she had liked was about fighting skills.


    I opened her contact list and found that it had only three contacts, one of which was me.


    All of a sudden, I felt touched. I actually upied a third of Joanna''s world.


    However, she had stored my name weirdly. It was just a string of messy numbers. Obviously, she


    had casually typed it in.


    I changed it into ''handsome'' without thinking.


    Then I checked her photo album, the recycle bin, and the memos, but I didn''te across anything


    useful.


    Just as I was about to give up, it struck me that there might be some useful information hidden in


    her search history.


    Wanting to test my theory, I opened the app on her phone to sift through the search history, and I


    actually found a search record.


    ''What do I do when I discover that my mate is an


    idiot?''


    When I read the question Joanna had searched for, I was astonished. ''How could such a terrifying


    she-wolf have a mate? And her mate is an idiot?''


    Oh my God! Who could be so unlucky to end up as the mate of a hellcat like Joanna? I believed


    that man was very unfortunate.


    Even more important was the fact that the man was an idiot. It was hard to pick who was more ill-


    fated between Joanna and her mate.


    I checked the time she had made the search. It was not very long ago. While we were running for


    our lives, she actually had the time to look up this question. It seemed like her stupid mate was


    really bothering her.


    I couldn''t stop the chuckle that escaped my lips when this thought ran through my head. I felt so


    happy.


    This was her retribution for constantly bullying me.


    I heard amotioning from outside at this moment.


    Sylvia called out, "Harry? Are you done? We have to go."


    "I''ming." I stuffed the phone back into my pocket and rushed back to Sylvia.


    Joanna had already sessfully taken action. Her familiar pleasant chirps resounded in the cave.


    "Put your coat on. Don''t forget anything here," Sylvia reminded me.


    "Okay." I wore my coat and followed her to the


    entrance.


    "I''ll go out to divert them. You can slip away when you see the right opportunity." After saying that,


    Sylvia moved quickly. The more powerful vampires who had their attention fixed on Joanna earlier


    noticed Sylvia and chased after her.


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    Sylvia immediately sprinted to the left, and I grabbed the chance to run to the gasoline station on


    the right.


    When we had discussed our escape n, we had chosen the gasoline station as our meeting point.


    On my way there, I also knocked out a few of the weaker vampires. They were so fragile that they


    were crying after just a few punches from me. I guessed they were not pure-bred vampires.


    Otherwise, how could they not possess any special powers?


    In a few minutes, I left them behind without much trouble and arrived at the gasoline station. It was


    empty and covered in cobwebs. It looked like it had been abandoned a long time ago.


    Joanna and Sylvia hadn''te yet. I wandered around holding an iron rod and peered into the


    distance. My stomach churned with anxiety and I feared that something bad would befall them.


    After a while, Sylvia showed up.


    She rushed towards me, grabbed an unused can of gasoline, and darted away.


    "John is waiting for us in the front. The vampires are gaining on us, and there are a lot of them. Help


    me pour the gasoline on the ground."


    As soon as I heard this, I jumped into action. I got the gist of Sylvia''s intention. She was going to


    blow this ce up, blocking our pursuers.


    After pouring the gasoline, she asked me for a lighter and tossed it toward the ground.


    We made a dash for the intersection that led to the suburbs. With a loud bang, the gasoline station


    exploded behind us.


    The fireball rose up high into the sky, and soon the air was filled with the smell of burning gas.


    Our vampire pursuers had to stop now.