Chapter 206 I’m Afraid the New Year’s Fireworks Will Be Too Loud…

Why confront them head-on?
Why play against your opponent on a board and with rules of their choice?
Since death is inevitable, then... why not be a little more radical and drag a few more people with you to see if you can pave a way out?
Before you determine who is the enemy, determine your opponent first.

If there is no road, then go to the Huaxie Cult to ask for the way.

Everyone was used to being a regular army, used to life and death, so when the situation turned around and they were in the same place as their former opponents, they didn't think about this set of fighting methods that had caused them so much suffering, nor did they expect the wildness of Ji Jue, a habitual offender of the Embers...

So, should we let the evil cult feel the pain that the Security Bureau once felt? !

There are endless moles to kill, endless wanted criminals to catch, and endless evil gangs to destroy...

"Is there anything going on, Brother Shan?"

Ji Jue looked up and asked.

Tong Shan hesitated for a moment and nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"With such a big battle, the Huaxie Cult may have a celestial being in charge now." Xu Guan poured cold water on him: "If things go wrong, we will be in trouble."

"But with such a big battle, how many people can the gods take care of?"

Ji Jue laughed: "Even if it is Lord Tao, with his eyes hanging high above him and overlooking the whole world, isn't there something he cannot do?"

Otherwise, how could the traitor pass the information under Mr. Tao's nose?
"The business is so big and there are so many people. Even if the Evil Cult and the Dragon Festival are as close as honey and oil, they can't just gather in one place and leave it alone, right?"

Ji Jue looked at Tong Shan.

In response, Tong Shan nodded decisively.

This is not speculation or conjecture, but a simple management issue - setting up such a large business means that manpower must be distributed throughout the city of Quanzhou.

In order to facilitate dispatch, avoid friction, or keep some tricks or secrets, the Dragon Festival Society cannot just lie under the nose of the evil cult. Splitting management is the simplest way.

Even the Security Bureau represented by Tian Yuan has to be divided into three parts in Yacheng, with so many jurisdictions separated... Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyone could get together, see each other every day, spend time together, and cultivate tacit understanding and bond? Don't you want to?

If you want to expect your subordinates to be autonomous and motivated, you cannot expect them to be puppets who ask for instructions on everything, hold meetings every day to discuss and follow orders.

Being able to handle things, being able to do things, being able to take on responsibilities and being able to cause trouble are four circles that are almost completely nested together.

Occasionally, there is someone like Tong Shan who is worry-free, stable and can balance the Security Bureau and the local forces in Yacheng. It is really a blessing. But there are more people like Yu Hanguang who likes to make money, Lu Shenzhou who likes to mix around, Zhao Chengping who likes power, and even... Wen Wen who likes to roll up his sleeves and overturn the table.

Reality is not a mobile game. If you mix so many R cards, N cards and SSRs in a warehouse, you can beat the dog's brain out in less than three days, and you can also get Wen Wen an MVP settlement screen for attacking friendly forces.

This is still Tianyuan!
Among all the supreme virtues, Tianyuan emphasizes order, integration and rules the most!
Could it be that the flies that crawled out of the gutter like the Huaxie Cult could be united and share the same hatred for the enemy? What a dream! Just by looking at Yan Chong's decisiveness in selling out his teammates, you can tell what kind of people these guys are on a daily basis.

It can be imagined that internal power struggles and life-and-death struggles are completely normal. Even if the Dragon Festival Association and the Huaxie Cult are deeply cooperating, the two sides may have to fight first in order to compete for the right to speak. And there will be many other strong people like Yan Chong who have their own troops.

Why does my baby have one more box than others when we both go to fill the line? Why does the baby next door have one more box than me when we have the same supplies?
Thinking of this, Ji Jue began to sympathize with their management.

To be able to bring such a bunch of losers together, you must have taken a lot of stomach medicine and blood pressure medicine, right?

"After suffering a loss once, the Huaxie Cult will definitely learn their lesson. They will send more people this time, not less. Moreover, they will monitor all routes."

Ji Jue said: "As long as we seize the opportunity while the other parts are empty, we may be able to capture one or two middle and high-level people and escape along the route of the evil cult."

The route of action within Quancheng is confidential and it is impossible for everyone to have a copy.

The intricate Quancheng protected the Huaxie Cult and also trapped them inside. In order to prevent someone from making a mistake and leaking information, those with low authority probably only knew one or two routes for internal activities.

If you really want to find a way to leave Quancheng, it's useless to catch small fry. You must also find someone who can take charge and have a say in decision-making meetings.

The key to this plan is the time difference.

Raid the branch of the Huaxie Cult before they can react, and then leave Quancheng before the alarm spreads.

This is the most feasible escape route that Ji Jue can find.

If this method doesn't work, then they can only hide and wait for rescue, which is equivalent to a slow death. Or, try your luck and find a time ruin that is in the making, just like what the evil cult did before, hide in it, and drift outside the city of springs.

But the feasibility of this plan is too low and the chances of success are too low.

It's almost like a pipe dream.

But even if they choose to raid the cult, there is a crucial issue facing everyone.

Quancheng is so big, where the hell is the evil cult?

"Brother Shan, do you have any idea?"

Ji Jue looked at Tong Shan who was in deep thought.

And the child plant just smiled.

Each other, tacitly understood.

"Sure enough..." Ji Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

This one is already halfway stable.

After killing Ling Zhi and repelling Yan Chong, Tong Shan was not just focused on pretending to be cool when he was hanging high in the sky.

Even though the internal and external troubles were worse than ever, it was still enough to easily kill a few unlucky children. The reason why he didn't stop the surviving minions from escaping...

You are making a nest here, right? !

No, you might have planned this a long time ago, right?

"Are you really Tianyuan?" Ji Jue doubted.

"Replacement guaranteed."

Tong Shan said, "Because it is Tianyuan, we must distinguish the difference between going to work, leaving get off work, and working overtime."

He smiled meaningfully, "When I wasn't being a child plant, I was quite flexible."

Tianyuan is the unification of order, not the unification of fools. There is no contradiction between civil servants' need to abide by the rules and civil servants' love of taking advantage of loopholes, but it's just that Ji Jue's idea is not as wild as it is...

Be prepared for everything, don't seek the best, but definitely not the worst.

Originally thinking that the team had lost their retreat route, he instinctively left a few marks on the fugitives, hoping to follow the clues and see if there was a chance for them to hide in Quancheng and find clues about Commander Lou.

He admitted that Ji Jue's plan involved an element of gambling.

But he really likes it from the bottom of his heart.

"Are you interested in joining the Security Bureau?"

He invited again, "Part-time work is fine. The budget of the Three Departments is too much to be spent every year, and all expenses are paid by the federation. I really have high hopes for you." "Do you hate the Minister of the Three Departments so much?" Ji Jue asked back.

Suddenly, Tong Shan couldn't help laughing even though he was choking.

So, the plan was set.

Three hours later, at the edge of Quan City.

In the dancing white mist, a dilapidated house between fantasy and reality was quietly hidden in the darkness.

In the dead silence, there was only the sound of rustling, faintly echoing from the cracks, roofs, sewer pipes and even the corners of the street edge.

Inconspicuous insects like black dots crawled quietly in the corners, spreading out, vaguely covering the entire street and nearby areas.

Watching everything.

From time to time, a bug would crawl into the door frame and fall into the overly noisy "darkness".

Under the flickering lights, the poker cards on the table were scattered untied and beer bottles were thrown everywhere.

Cigarette butts piled up in ashtrays and disposable paper cups and bowls, mixed with leftovers, emitting a pungent smell, but that smell was mixed with sweat, grease and foot odor, just like an unattended university dormitory, exuding a haunting "fragrance".

"Fuck the fucking Yan Chong, fuck the fucking Ling Zhi, fuck the fucking Xu Ling, fuck the fucking Tianxin Society..."

The fat man leaning on the chair, smoking a cigarette, kept on cursing: "You bunch of bastards, just slap your head, hey, I have an idea, and then I make such a big mess for you.

Not only did they make trouble, but almost everyone was dead and they even ran away to the security bureau! Can you believe it? They couldn't even beat two against one, what a disgrace!
And then, you actually had the nerve to come and say to your dad: You guys, go guard this place, don't let even a fly fly out... I'm going to screw you!

We were all doing well in Huangzhou, but we were dragged to this hellhole. Every day we have to wait like we are in prison. Lu Changsheng has been a priest for too long, his brain is broken, and I don't know what he is thinking about every day!"

"Hey, big brother, things are different now." The subordinate beside him persuaded: "We are all working for the sect."

"Do something? I'll do something!!!"

The fat man opened his mouth and swallowed the bug that crawled into his hand. He chewed and tasted it with a crunching sound, reading the pheromones, and still cursing: "I think the evil cult will be defeated by him! The Dragon Festival Society rode on their necks and shit on them, and they also found a bunch of psychopaths. What are they doing now with the limelight of the Security Bureau? I think they just think everyone is not dying fast enough! And what's that...what's his name...Jianjian? Jianyuan Lao Deng!

Mention this and I’ll come…”

As he was cursing, his movements suddenly stopped, as if he was frozen in place.

He grabbed another handful of insects and threw them into his mouth, and juice splashed out.

incredible.

Looking outside the door, "Are you really coming this way?"

"Is it true?" The subordinates were surprised. Those who were lying or sitting suddenly stood up and looked at each other.

"Signal the ones behind! Quick!"

The insectivorous fat man grinned, and between the wrinkles of fat, one compound eye after another opened on his face: "We've made a profit this time! Everyone, get ready immediately..."

Under the pursuit and observation of countless flying insects, a broken car covered with welding scars and patches drove quietly into the warning area, carefully and silently.

It was clearly just a short road, but he took a winding route to make sure there was no one chasing him.

But just when it was about to enter the encirclement, it seemed to have sensed something, braked without warning, and then drove backwards and ran away.

"Stop him! Stop him!"

The fat man lying on the roof opened his eyes wide, and countless dragonfly-like thin wings suddenly grew on his back. He flew into the air and chased after him!
It was like a dead end. Under the pursuit and blockade of many believers, the desperate car was finally forced into a dead end after many attacks, with no way out.

The thick armor was covered with scratches, and thick smoke was billowing and spreading.

A car light fell off from the broken cable and hit the ground, flickering dimly.

No more movement.

"WTF?"

The fat man stood suspiciously in the distance, raised his hand and signaled all his subordinates to be on guard.

Then, he looked at the one standing in the front and pouted.

The dazed subordinate froze for a moment, then at the urging of his gaze, he swallowed, put away his weapon, moved forward cautiously, mustered up his courage, cursed angrily, and finally opened the car door.

But the car door seemed to have been unable to bear the weight, and it fell to the ground with a clang as soon as I pulled it. Then, the body inside slowly fell out, and the sticky smell of blood was so pungent.

"Corpse?" The investigator looked into the carriage blankly. Between the boxes piled up in a mess, there were mutilated corpses.

The stench is overwhelming.

“They’re all dead bodies!”

The fat man frowned, pushed away the subordinate who was in the way in front of him, walked forward, stretched out his hand to tear open the car body, and the bodies inside, some incomplete and some complete, were exposed. However, when he stretched out his hand to grab one, he could not feel any weight at all.

His expression became increasingly gloomy, and he suddenly tore off the skin of the "corpse", but what he tore off was a thin piece of white paper with only two words written on it.

【Corpse】!
And the moment Ether's disguise was exposed, the sticky smell of blood turned into a strong and pungent smell of chemicals.

"Fuck you..." The fat man's face suddenly changed. Without thinking, he threw away the burden and turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

At that moment, with the last flash of the car lights, the engine let out its last sigh of satisfaction and fatigue.

Finally I can make this trip...

It said, "This is fucking awesome!"

--boom! ! ! !
The violent flames spread, thick smoke rose, and flames rose into the sky, making the dark clouds above the sky appear scorching red.

A loud noise blew from the distance in the strong wind, and it continued to merge with the sporadic loud noises coming from other areas of Quancheng, extending endlessly and rising everywhere.

"Whoo~"

Ji Jue whistled and looked at the flashes of the fireworks: "It's quite a noise."

Just consider it as wishing you a happy new year in advance.

I wonder if the friends in the cult like the surprise that comes to their doorstep.

(End of this chapter)