Chapter 128: Everything is OK except for the one that cannot be done (Thanks to the leader of the crazy Yan Fei

Among the twelve virtues, everyone agrees that Ether is undoubtedly a sewer profession in terms of combat power, even weaker than Embers. Generally speaking, this kind of people should be disliked by everyone and will be kicked out of the team of heroes because they can't keep up with everyone's pace and run away to a remote place to live their own slow life.

People who think this way are basically doomed.

How about being able to fight? In this world, there are so many old silver coins, so how many people who can fight have died? Last night, dozens or even hundreds of people died in Yacheng.

The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, nor is it just about the ways of the world - compared to Ember, who can only have basic human rights if he makes a name for himself, Ether is much more popular!
After all, you don't have to buy alchemical items, but you still have to know where you accidentally left your house keys...

Never underestimate the Ether's intelligence network.

Just look at the Beishan area.

If something happens, Wen Wen can choose not to work, Lao Zhang can make tea for health, Xiao An can go out and play with Ji Jue, but if Tong Hua slacks off, then the entire branch will be half ruined.

If it weren’t for Tong Hua yesterday, Wen Wen would have already fallen into the pit. How could she have gotten out in time?

Ether has no fighting power.

Ether doesn't need something like combat power.

As long as the Chosen One lives, he cannot get rid of the need for Ether - what happened? Am I going to be in trouble? Is my grandson trying to harm me? Where is my enemy hiding? And does she love me?

In theory, everything that happens must have a cause and an effect, and everything that passes through will leave a trace, and the Eye of Ether is the reader of all of this.

Even after reaching a high level, manipulating fate and modifying reality are no longer empty talk.

Look at the Tong family. They have been sitting firmly in Yacheng and prospering day by day for so many years. They have chosen the right winners and made important decisions in every crisis. They have made so much money that half of Yacheng belongs to them. They don’t even have many enemies... Even if they did, they were eliminated much earlier and could never make a difference.

Just this ability to make a fortune in silence is much better than those guys who fight on the edge of a knife to earn a little funeral expenses.

If you can just bend down and pick up money from the ground, who would still fight and kill?
If Ji Jue wants to have this ability, he must be a long-time veteran behind the scenes.

Under the pursuit of the Way of Ether, running away and hiding are completely useless.

Just a strand of hair, a personal item, or even just a photo, and Chen Yubo would be caught even if he fled to the ends of the earth.

More than 4 billion in funds and shares whose price is hard to estimate...

Such a huge fortune was enough for all the Ether Chosen Ones in Haizhou who heard about it to take out their own basins, tarot cards, dice, pendulums, planetariums and other things to see if the Tang Monk's flesh was at their doorstep.

Up to now, only eleven people have found him, which is due to the effective blocking of the jammers hired by Uncle Lin!

"Please rest assured. When the boss built this manor, he invited the Chosen One of the Mirror System to arrange the Mist Mystery Ceremony."

Uncle Lin comforted him, "Except for the vague position of the jade and silk, the ether can't read anything else. Unless the other party can ask the heavens to help, it will be foolproof."

In fact, the last sentence is also nonsense.

If there really is a celestial being interested in this worldly property, then Chen Yubo had better immediately take the initiative to deliver himself to the door and kowtow to ask the boss to accept it. Any hesitation for even a second would be a disrespect for his own life.

Moreover, even if the Ether Chosen One knew Chen Yubo's location, he might not necessarily take action. He might sell the information to others, or he might lose interest after just one look.

The opponent hasn't shown up yet, there's no need to scare yourself.

After Chen Yubo finished the test, Xiao An took the crystal ball to play with.

The sky above immediately became empty and clear.

In this day and age, the Ether Chosen also knew their own fate. Who would have nothing better to do than spy on the White Deer Hunters of the An Family? Even just possessing the blood of the An Family was enough to interfere with the spying of most Ether skills.

But then... when the crystal ball came into Ji Jue's hands, three dazzling red dots clearly appeared!

There was not even any disguise or processing at all, just like a Trojan horse on a computer desktop, which made Ji Jue stunned.

Three?

If Ji Jue thinks a little, one of them should be Tong Hua. Even if Wen Wen has made sufficient preparations for him, she will definitely not ignore him completely. And the other one, if Ji Jue is not mistaken, should be his teacher.

He was an apprentice in the workshop, and the forms signed by him were all in the hands of his teacher. Judging from Professor Ye’s collection and accumulation, his condition was as simple as playing.

These two made Ji Jue feel relieved, but... who was the last one? !

Ji Jue scratched his head and head, unable to figure it out.

It's not that Young Master Lou couldn't bear the loss and wanted to find out Ji Jue's movements day and night so as to find a chance to take revenge, right? No, even if the Lou family is rich and powerful, they can't afford to lose.

Who is that?

Since becoming the Chosen One, he has not offended any living people, and those he has offended are basically all dead. When did he attract the attention of the Ether Chosen One again?
And as if it had sensed Ji Jue's detection, one of the three red dots flashed as a signal and then disappeared.

Only the remaining two remained calm and even increased their intensity.

Okay, it’s confirmed that the remaining two are acquaintances.

Ji Jue wiped the sweat from his head and deeply realized another truth - some things are like cockroaches in the coffee machine, pop-up windows on the computer, pork trotter rice for ten yuan a bowl with two cold dishes and a fried egg... Just get by in life, don't be idle and make yourself unhappy.

Just pretend you don’t know!
He leaned back in his chair, looking at the sea, doing nothing and sighing.

But the restaurant gradually became lively.

"Eh? Hello, both of you."

A young man with dyed yellow hair and wearing trendy brands walked in and sat next to Ji Jue. He tapped his shoulder in a familiar manner, which made Xiao An glance over. When he saw Ji Jue wiggling his fingers, he looked away.

Completely unaware that his throat was only a hair's breadth away from the intimate contact of the iron sheet, the young man with gold chains all over his body chewed gum and said, "Just call me Golden Hair. I'm from the Nanshan Road area, and everyone calls me Golden Hair Brother. What about you, brother? I've never seen you before."

"Hello, Brother Jinmao." Ji Jue smiled and shook hands with him: "I'm from the Beishan District."

"Oh, you've had a rough time, man."

The golden-haired man was shocked. He took off his sunglasses and looked at her carefully. "That woman from the Security Bureau is very vicious. Last time, I heard from a friend that someone was caught while following her lead. He was beaten to the point of paralysis and has not been able to get up yet. What do you do?"

Ji Jue replied: "I repair home appliances and sell some spare parts to support my family."

"Ah, these are hard times too."

Golden Hair sighed and lit a cigarette. "Life is hard now. The big guys in the city are fighting to the death. Small minions like us may end up dead one day. Do you want to come to Nanshan Road? We are all Boss Chen's people. Let's help each other and make money together. I'll give you a share of the place!"

"No, there are too few people. We can't do it." Ji Jue was helpless and pointed at Xiao An who was sitting opposite him: "There are only two of us. How can we help others watch the scene?"

"Hey, you're welcome. How about we go find a place to sing after the party?"

The golden-haired man was talking excitedly, and wanted to say something else, but he heard a slightly older man with mottled white hair not far away urging him: "A Mao, why are you talking nonsense? Do you want everyone to sit down and wait for you to finish talking before we start the meeting?!"

A Mao was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the group of people sitting around the big table with gloomy expressions, then looked at Ji Jue who was watching the scenery calmly beside him. He was stunned for a moment, as if he finally realized that he had made a mistake, and stood up and sat over in embarrassment.

"Lao Lin, you have to tell the brothers something clear. What is the situation with the boss? The brothers are in a mess, someone has to step up and do something."

Before the gray-haired man finished speaking, the middle-aged man sitting next to Chen Yubo smoking sneered, "What? The boss isn't dead yet, and Uncle Fu wants to jump out and become the successor? I have no objection, I strongly support it! Since you are so anxious to come out and die, it depends on whether Lei Yaoxing treats you as a dish or not."

"Hey, Xu, stop talking nonsense!" Fu Yuanqing's face suddenly changed, "I am doing this for my brothers and for the club!"

"The boss was sent to the hospital, but you didn't seem to be worried." Xu Jun raised his eyebrows: "On the contrary, you are jumping up and down, and you are in close contact with your uncles.

This morning, one of my brothers saw someone having morning tea with people from Heng Fat and Lei Yao Xing. Was that person you? "

"Xu, stop slandering me!"

"I don't think it's slander." The person next to him glanced at him coldly: "Anyway, it's not the first time that you, Old Fu, are two-faced. You sell your brothers for a good price. It's also your style."

"Ha, you have the nerve to say that to me?"

Fu Yuanqing was furious: "Who doesn't know that you, Yang Jun, are two-timing? Your goddaughter just rolled off the bed of Golden Tooth Leopard and crawled under the crotch of Bucktooth Kun. Do you think everyone doesn't know?"

"I'm cold to your mother! Your father is loyal to the boss and has been guarding the hospital since last night. Where the hell have you been?"

"I think what Xu Jun said makes sense."

"Do you think it makes sense for me to fuck your mother?"

"At this critical moment, the club is already in this state and you are still arguing..."

"The boss isn't dead yet, so we have to elect a new boss?"

"Hey, everyone calm down."

Amid the arguments and shouting, Chen Yubo, who was sitting in the main seat, lowered his head, not daring to say a word. He became more and more timid, fearing that someone would notice him.

But behind him, a low cough suddenly came.

It’s Uncle Lin.

In an instant, everything was silent, leaving only the annoying tide outside the window.

"The boss once said that in this day and age, the only thing you can do in society is to stick together, except for a life-and-death struggle. It's okay for your brothers to have some flaws and shortcomings occasionally.

One must first be able to survive before he is qualified to talk about loyalty and righteousness.

Now the boss is dying, and some people want to change their jobs and get out of here in time, so there is no reason for me to force them to stay. "

Behind Chen Yubo, the man with his hands behind his back said slowly: "The accountant is downstairs.

If anyone wants to leave, they can leave at any time after settling business and accounts.

But you have to think it over carefully—" His voice gradually turned cold: "After leaving this door, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore. Whether you become Lei Yaoxing's filial son or grandson, or leave Yacheng, it has nothing to do with the boss anymore!"

In this critical moment when the wind and rain were raging, Uncle Lin, who spoke, had no intention of soothing or comforting anyone, nor was he shaken at all... However, such a tough tone, under the pressure brought by Lei Yaoxing, instead gave a feeling of being timid.

It cannot be said that it has no persuasive power. On the contrary, it has a kind of beauty that dissuades people from watching something, which makes Ji Jue, who was eating melons nearby, pause slightly.

During the long silence, everyone looked at each other. Several times, some people seemed to want to say something but hesitated as if they wanted to persuade Uncle Lin. However, they were speechless in the face of Uncle Lin's indifferent gaze.

His expression changes and his features shift.

It's really wonderful.

At this time, those who are angry and gloomy may not be blaming others, and those with a frank face may not be loyal. The positions of more people are revealed in hesitation and wavering.

"I'm sorry, Lao Lin."

The first person to stand up and break the silence was a middle-aged man with untidy beard, who was the Chosen One sitting at the edge. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "If the boss is still here, I will go through fire and water and die without hesitation, but..."

"No need to say more, I understand."

Uncle Lin waved his hand, but his expression turned warmer, and he patted him on the shoulder: "At this juncture, you can take the initiative to ask to leave, and you didn't stab me in the back, which is already the most righteous thing you can do.

Now that the boss is not around, as an assistant I have no right to ask everyone to work hard.

After all these years of hard work, let’s part ways amicably and see each other again when fate permits.”

The man was stunned for a moment, dazed for a long time, and finally nodded. He didn't even bother to look back, and walked away hurriedly with his head down.

With the first one taking the lead, then the second, the third...

Soon, six of the chosen ones left, leaving only three sitting there without moving. Other people who were managing businesses also stepped forward hesitantly, went downstairs to settle their business, and left.

In less than ten minutes, the originally noisy atmosphere in the restaurant became deserted.

Less than one-third of the original number of people remained.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Isn't everyone out there just to make money these days? Talking about loyalty to Bai Lu is a joke in the first place, not to mention that being able to take the initiative to cut ties without stabbing him in the back already makes them good brothers.

Among those who stay, their stance may not be firm, and they may just be waiting for a good price.

The meal was not even finished and we had to leave without any more food.

After waiting for a long time, no one stood up, so Uncle Lin spoke again: "No one wants to leave? Ayi, Shiqi, and Golden Hair?"

"Uncle Lin, what are you talking about!"

The golden-haired boy had no idea how long he had been holding it in. His face flushed red. "If you want to be a gangster, you have to be loyal. A real man is as honest as his words. The boss's brother is my brother... ahem, my family. I'm not afraid of Lei Yaoxing!"

The words are powerful.

What a pity! It would be better if the voice didn't tremble.

"Does everyone think so?" Lao Lin looked around.

The man called Seventeen smoked a cigarette and said calmly, "The boss pays me and I work hard. If the boss hadn't helped me deal with the loan sharks, I would have sold my kidney long ago."

“Uh… Me, me too…” The young man named Ayi stood up nervously and answered, then after speaking halfway, he didn’t know what to say and sat down awkwardly.

Others also responded, but unlike the thugs, those who used their brains spoke much more beautifully, with exaggerated words that made people feel at ease.

At this time, Ji Jue felt sad and wondered why he was no longer a heart hub.
Could it be that his desires are not strong enough or sufficient enough, that so many good people have come to visit, but Brother Xinshu doesn't even look at them?

Unfortunately, he didn't have any talent for being an ether, and he hadn't learned to read micro-expressions or anything like that. After watching the excitement of the whole process, I could only sigh and say that it seemed like that, but I couldn't really tell who was real and who was fake.

But Lao Lin turned around and looked at him.

With a respectful attitude: "Mr. Ji, could you please take a look?"

???

Ji Jue paused for a moment while eating the melon. "I only said I would protect Chen Yubo, but I didn't say I would help you."

"Thank you for your trouble."

Lao Lin pleaded, "We can't leave any hidden dangers."

If a traitor is left behind, no one will be able to sleep. We can't just leave a parasite under our noses.

Ji Jue sighed.

"Row."

Just as he finished speaking, two phones suddenly rang in the silence.

They are scattered and alternating, each one is different.

As everyone looked around in astonishment, Ji Jue raised his hand and pointed at the two people who had called.

"This, and this."

As soon as he finished speaking, blood spurted out.

Burning black smoke and sparks emerged from Uncle Lin's hands, disappearing in a flash. Then, the head of the man named Seventeen fell off his shoulders.

Sticky blood dripped from the crack, causing screams and exclamations.

And that confused face didn't understand what happened until he died.

"This, this, this..."

Chen Yubo trembled and frantically wiped the blood off his face, "What's going on?"

"Yeah, what's going on?"

Ji Jue held his chin with his eyes downcast, "Some people claim to be loyal, but they have already contacted others secretly to swallow up Chen Xingzhou's inheritance tonight. Even after getting the money, you, Young Master Chen's head, can be used as a token of loyalty to ask for rewards from the new boss."

He paused and looked at the other person: "Really?"

"Fuck you!"

Being stared at by him, Xu Jun flew into a rage and suddenly threw the cup in his hand to the ground: "Where did you come from, you little bastard? You just call me a traitor without any real reason. I think you are a traitor! Lao Lin, I have worked for the boss for so long, and you just watch this little bastard who doesn't know where he came from slander me?"

Lao Lin didn't say anything, just looked at him indifferently.

Ji Jue did not say anything, but the screen of the mobile phone in his hand flickered and flipped, reflecting many frightened and suspicious faces.

A helpless sigh.

He didn't want to be so explicit and straightforward.

I had originally planned to mention it to Lao Lin after the meeting and let him handle it on his own.

He didn't even want to get involved in the internal strife in Huangji, let alone play Werewolf with the guys left by Chen Xingzhou.

He was not a heart hub, so he could not read the mind like the legendary empress, nor was he an ether, so he could not judge whether a person's words were true or false...

But he has Deus Ex Machina!

Although the ex machina is not omnipotent, except for that part, it is still quite capable!
Being a traitor these days is too careless. He doesn't send letters by carrier pigeon or communicate in code. He just sends text messages. What can he do? He can't even pretend not to know.

This damn place is so far away from the city and rarely visited that there are hardly any fishermen wearing helmets, so much so that... even Unbounded Communications is unwilling to spend the effort on any basic investment. On the entire mountain, within a radius of more than ten miles, there is only one signal tower, and it is built next to the villa!

Ji Jue didn't even have to go out. He just took a look at the window in the stairwell and connected it.

Then I realized how convenient this thing is.

In today's modern society where everyone is always holding their phones and will feel uncomfortable if the signal is short for one bar, it's like the whole map is opened instantly.

Any mobile phone will be automatically connected the moment it approaches, and Ji Jue doesn’t even have to spend the effort to flip through them one by one!

Unless it is satellite communication or encrypted calls via VVVIP of Unlimited Communications, no data in circulation can escape his eyes.

Calls, text messages, chat software, virtual numbers, short video browsing records...

Just say a word and Tago will immediately deliver all the relevant information to him.

On the day he arrived, he touched the signal tower, then went to the basement to touch the network server, left the preset commands, and checked again this morning.

With Brother Ta and Brother Fu, I know not only the collusion between the traitors, but also who can't sleep in the middle of the night and secretly uses the villa's WIFI to download cat movies and search for which cheap cat food is the most cost-effective.

Don’t you think so, Chen Yubo?
Unfortunately, Chen Yubo couldn't laugh now.

Rather, I could hardly hold back my tears.

The moment Xu Jun noticed Lao Lin's cold look, a gun appeared in his hand, and he pointed it at Chen Yubo's forehead without hesitation.

There was none of the warmth and intimacy that existed when we first met and sat down.

The real purpose is revealed, and only cruelty is left.

　Ah, please give me a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)