Chapter 119 Rules and Positions

Dead silence.

Only the echo of the clock swung in the empty room.

Zhou Cheng was already sweating profusely from Minerva's overlooking view. He tried to open his lips several times, but could not speak. Even if he tried hard to mobilize his spiritual essence and cheer up his mind, he could only feel layers of fear that became clearer and bigger.

It's not just Minerva.

It was as if there was something even more violent and ferocious, casting a disdainful glance at it from behind this fleeting phantom.

The thing that Bai Lu resists most about Tianyuan is that Tianyuan is like a lock, and everyone in it has his or her own position and chains. The significance of the individual is infinitely diluted by the group, and it is impossible to exist beyond his or her position.

Chains and authority come from the same source; order and shackles coexist.

Even if you are not a follower of Tianyuan, if you are among them, you will be assimilated imperceptibly and turned into a group of mass products that have lost their faces and characteristics.

But now, when Wen Wen threw the chain aside and just pretended to break the damn chain, what he felt was the iron nature of the Way of Ruins.

The majesty and terror of the merciless creatures!
Even though they are both chosen ones, the gap between them cannot be measured in a millimeter, like the gap between heaven and earth.

What degree is this...rebirth, or...transcendence?
In his gradually confused thoughts, his consciousness fell into emptiness, his expression was stiff, and he couldn't extricate himself, as if even he was about to turn into a part of the iron stone.

Until a low voice sounded.

Footsteps.

So gentle.

It sounded from the low footsteps, but they were different, making people want to listen carefully. The moment they noticed the arrival, they instinctively stood up, stood on both sides of the road, and greeted respectfully.

"Mr. Lei."

"Good afternoon, Lei Sheng."

"Hello, Director Lei."

"Hello everyone. Hello everyone."

A figure walked slowly into the company, smiling warmly, with short hair slightly graying and a meticulously groomed beard, and waved his hand, "Keep working, don't worry about me."

So, he walked straight to the reception room.

Ignoring the suffocating pressure that filled the room, he pushed the door open and walked in, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Oh, look at what happened. How did it become like this?"

Lei Yaoxing sighed, looked at the angry woman, and smiled: "Manager Wen, please don't make things difficult for the people below you."

"is it?"

Wen Wen was indifferent and just glanced at Zhou Cheng who was sweating profusely: "Why do I feel like he is trying to embarrass me?"

"Have it?"

Lei Yaoxing turned around in confusion and glanced at Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng stood there trembling, and the moment the terrifying pressure disappeared, he instinctively knelt on the ground, trying to move forward using his hands and feet. However, after being looked at by Lei Yaoxing, he did not dare to get any closer. He just lay on the ground, kowtowed in fear, and spoke incoherently.

"Brother Xing, I am doing this for the club. Brother Xing, I, I have no selfish motives..."

Lei Yaoxing sighed and waved his hand. He didn't even dare to explain anymore.

"Forgive me, Director Wen. The society has its own rules. If I don't express my opinion, how can the people below me have the courage to act on their own? Otherwise, if I'm caught, I'll be considered a traitor and I'll have to stab you three times and six times."

"what--"

Wen Wen sneered, "You found a lousy pawn to take the blame, and said all the bad words. Now you come out to play the good cop. Isn't that a bit cliché?"

"There is no other way. Who wouldn't be afraid when Minerva comes to call for punishment? I can only hold on to Huang Ji, the life-saving talisman."

At this moment, under Wen Wen's indifferent gaze, Lei Yaoxing still smiled as before, not caring about the tyrannical aura at all, and although his tone seemed to be submissive, he paused subtly when he mentioned the name "Minerva", as if reminding him of something.

Wen Wen asked bluntly: "In the matter of the Bai Tiao Gang, are they your people?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Lei Yaoxing shook his head decisively: "Am I crazy? I have to hire a bunch of lunatics who don't know the rules to capture Chen Xingzhou?

I think there must be some misunderstanding.”

"It's all a misunderstanding?"

Wen Wen was almost amused. "It seems that everyone says so, but up to now, more than a hundred people have died in misunderstandings. I don't know who to believe anymore."

"If I want to deal with Chen Xingzhou, I don't need to hire anyone."

Lei Yaoxing unbuttoned his coat, hung it up, and walked straight to the wine cabinet in the corner. He poured himself a half glass of whiskey, raised his head and drank it all, and said calmly: "Manager Wen is an honest man, I trust you. So, let me tell you an insider information - the fighting in the past few days is not only you who can't stand it, but several uncles from other places in Haizhou have come forward to make a move. Let's talk about it in Mingyue Tower tonight, and both sides will stop fighting. Why bother with fighting again?"

Wen Wen was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lei Yaoxing with an increasingly strange look.

The accountant who did the dirty accounting and the driver who helped him were fine, but after Chen Xingzhou killed his two illegitimate sons, four or five confidants and top men, Lei Yaoxing actually agreed to negotiate a settlement. Did both parties stop?
Can you bear this?

But at this critical juncture, Lei Yaoxing had to endure.

As the godson raised by Lei Wuye himself, he is the eldest.

In terms of status, he is Lei Wuye's most trusted right-hand man, and Chen Xingzhou is just an accountant and subordinate in public, a glove used to make money. In terms of strength, in the dark side of the entire Yacheng, he is now the strongest after integrating many of Lei Wuye's subordinates. Even if all his brothers and sisters unite, they can only barely fight him.

After this critical moment, when all opponents have been subdued, he will naturally be the one in charge, the natural crown prince, without Lei Wuye even having to die.

If I take a step back now, the world will be clear. At worst, I can kill his entire family after this period of time.

He could even show his generosity and let Chen Xingzhou continue to work for him, just like when he made money for Lei Wuye, and rely on him. Without the dirty guys of the Bai Tiao Gang, Chen Xingzhou's Quancheng Hometown Association would be like losing a hand. When the wings are clipped and hit a few times, how could it still make any waves?

"Please go ahead, Director Wen."

Lei Yaoxing placed a glass of whiskey in front of her and smiled calmly: "Please take good care of me in the future."

Unfortunately, there was no response.

Wen Wen didn't even glance at it, she just stood up slowly, straightened her cuffs, and patted the dust off her body: "Very good, since it has nothing to do with the internal affairs of Huangji, the Beishan Group can do its work."

Regardless of whether Lei Yaoxing did it or not, or whether he said it had nothing to do with Wen Wen, she didn't believe it at all. She just wanted this sentence, and then after killing those rubbish, no one could make any fuss about the position between the Security Bureau and Huangji. Lei Yaoxing's smile froze for a moment, not knowing whether it was because of Wen Wen's attitude or his decision, but he didn't say anything after all.

He just reminded: "Manager Wen, I forgot something."

"It's a photocopy. I'll give it to you to tear up for fun."

Wen Wen waved without looking back, pushed the door open, and walked away.

In the reception room which had returned to silence, Lei Yaoxing sat down, holding the wine glass and sipping the liquor slowly. With a flick of his hand, the crumpled envelope unfolded, revealing the white paper inside.

Not a single word.

"Hey……"

He couldn't help but sneer and sighed: "The Security Bureau is really full of hidden talents."

After finishing the liquor, Lei Yaoxing stood up and left.

From beginning to end, they never looked at the unfortunate guy who was kneeling in fear in the corner.

And he didn't dare stop.

The dull sounds continued, and gradually the sticky blood spread over the gray cement.

From the spreading scarlet, it seemed as if a ferocious deer was looking back.

Such is the witness.

This fight is dedicated to the greater good.

Three minutes later, Tong Hua, who had been waiting for a long time, received a call from Wen Wen.

"Alright, that bastard Lei Yaoxing really doesn't dare to admit that he has any connection with that gang, so let's get started. If I catch him, I'll beat him to death!"

A cold voice rang out on the phone: "If you are caught at the station, you will be crushed to death on the rails. If you are caught at the dock, you will be drowned in the sea. I don't want any of them to leave Yacheng alive. Do you understand?!"

"Eh?" Tong Hua was stunned for a moment. She was not surprised by Wen Wen's determination, but something else: "Sister, aren't you going to show up?"

"I do think so."

Wen Wen sighed helplessly, "But guess who is sitting opposite me now?"

"what--"

Tong Hua reacted immediately, and became furious, shouting to the other end of the phone: "Tong Shan, what are you doing?!"

"Once you receive instructions, follow your supervisor's orders and do what he/she says. Don't act on your own and create unnecessary complications."

Another calm and even somewhat rigid voice sounded: "I call you by your title when I'm working, Operator Tong. As the head of the first department and the acting director, I just have some matters regarding the Security Bureau's position that I want to discuss with Director Wen."

"Working time is called job title"

Tong Hua angrily repeated the words from her own brother in a tone of voice like an idiot. Just when she was about to say something, the call was hung up, which made her even more furious.

In a state of extreme anger, he got angry several more times.

It can be seen that the battery life is extremely long.

He rolled his eyes helplessly and cursed: "In the future, you will definitely find someone as rigid as you. You will have to write a report before you get married or have sex!"

She knew from a young age that this brother was different from herself.

Not only is he different from me, he is also different from everyone in the family. When everyone is having fun and gossiping, he never raises his head to look at them. In the huge Tong family, he is not close to anyone. He decides his own school, his own major, his own job, his own life, awakens on his own, and plays single-player games on his own.

Ever since he started working on the film, his face has been getting worse day by day.

At first glance, it's a thimble, playing Tianyuan.

Such a good person was ruined by Tianyuan!
"Forget it, let's get to work."

After she hung up the phone, she waved to Old Zhang, who was sitting cross-legged in the shade nearby, rubbed her hands, and walked towards the scene.

"Come, let me see - who is this daring fellow who dares to cause trouble in Beishan District?"

After tracing back through the etheric records, everything that had happened appeared before our eyes, but unfortunately...

It's all blurry.

It's like watching 120P surveillance records online with a small 120K/S water pipe. It's intermittent, flickering, blurry, sometimes upside down, and sometimes unclear.

By the time they chased him all the way to the intricate shantytown not far from the scene, it was already difficult to find the other party's whereabouts.

Tong Hua's sweat dripped from her forehead and she began to get nervous.

It’s broken, I met a professional!
After following Tong's portrait and circling the shantytown for several circles like a headless fly, Lao Zhang remained calm as usual. Xiao An, who cherished his prosthetic leg and didn't want to step in the mud all the time, couldn't help but sigh:

"Sister Tong Hua, you are so weak."

"Where are we weak?! Where are we weak! Our Ether Dao has always maintained this strength for all these years, right?" Tong Hua's defense was immediately broken, and he was anxiously jumping up and down, saying things like 'the other party has professional jammers', 'the frame rate is too low', 'there are too many people in the shantytown and the signal is being interfered with', etc., which created a cheerful atmosphere in the group.

After Tong Hua tried her best to catch the ball and lost it again, she was so anxious that she was about to drop her little pearl.

Then, Old Zhang, who was strolling around waving a large palm-leaf fan, slowly pointed to the intricate cables above his head, the dense wiring, and even the miscellaneous... cameras.

"Why don't you shake someone and ask?"

Lao Zhang said curiously.

"do not want!"

Tong Hua suddenly became nervous and said angrily: "Even if I, Tong Hua, want to die today and jump off from here, I will..."

Half an hour later, before Ji Jue's calf had even stopped, he heard a deafening greeting.

"——Good afternoon, Brother Ji Jue!"

(End of this chapter)