"I'm so jealous of you, Male Gobi. Everyone has earned the money, so why should this little brat get it alone?"

Xu Jun grabbed Chen Yubo's head and roared: "Old Lin, Chen Xingzhou is almost dead, why are you holding on? Can you hold on? After everyone has taken the money, we can all go our separate ways, isn't it good?!"

"not good."

Old Lin pulled the tablecloth and wiped the blood on his hands with an expressionless face: "It's my money, you have to take it, and you have to take it with peace of mind. If it's not yours, you can't touch it. If you touch it, you will be burned, and you will die without a burial."

land."

"Damn it! I'll send this little bastard to meet his brother right now!"

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, Xu Jun looked ferocious and pulled the trigger decisively, "You are going to eat shit!"

It's a pity that there was no loud noise and blood spurting out.

There is only the clicking sound of jamming.

One sound, another sound.

He pulled the trigger frantically, but it was in vain under Ji Jue's gaze.

In the end, the ferocious and frightened expression changed, leaving only a dull look. He looked at Lao Lin who walked in front of him in a daze, and finally understood.

He dropped the gun and smiled contemptuously. Just as he was about to say something, a hand grabbed his throat.

Then, thick smoke and sparks spurted out from the mouth and nose!

In an instant, a frightened and struggling man was burned to ashes in his hands. A bit of flames were like a trickle, sinking into Lao Lin's mouth and nose. His eyes were dark, like a cave leading to the Cave of Earth Fire.

, the scarlet flames flashed away.

Soon, it returned to normal.

Finally he looked at Ji Jue.

"He who can do it has to work hard. If you don't have enough fun, there is someone lying on the mountain behind, holding a camera to take pictures here." Ji Jue pointed in the direction and said with emotion: "The clarity is pretty good."

Lao Lin nodded, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Inside, there was dead silence.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Ji Jue, who was silent, and no one of them dared to speak. Only Chen Yubo, who was in a desperate situation, was spread out on the chair, panting wildly.

Embarrassingly, he wiped away the black ash that fell on his body.

A few minutes later, Lao Lin came back, holding a camera with an unknown huge lens in his hand, and a phone with a partially melted shell in his other hand.

Put it on the table in front of everyone.

The sound of collision is clear and crisp.

"Don't worry, everyone, those who have evil intentions will not die well, but what can be left behind is a family of brothers, sharing life and death, wealth and wealth. When the boss comes back, he will never treat his own people badly!"

For the first time since the beginning, Lao Lin smiled so warmly.

But as the saying goes, distant cakes cannot quench the near thirst, not even if they are fermented and made into kvass. After using a big stick to show the cruel consequences of being a traitor, the next step is the turnip and sweet dates.

Uncle Lin clapped his hands, and an assistant pushed a small cart up. It was filled with black boxes one after another.

Everyone who chose to stay got one, even Ji Jue got one, which was heavy in his hand.

This density made Ji Jue speechless.

Are they all gold bars?

This gesture is indeed exaggerated.

With the encouragement of real money and distant cakes, it seems that life is suddenly brighter. What's more, there is Lao Lin's promise that when the boss comes out of the hospital, even if we are not doing business in Yacheng, we can go to Qiandao to make a comeback.

Morale, which had been sluggish, also cheered up.

After the meeting came to an end, the first person to jump up was the ignorant golden retriever. Unlike other mean-spirited guys, he stood out as a stupid and uncultured guy with clear eyes. Until now, he spoke of loyalty, loyalty, and simplicity.

Overdone.

"Hey, you're awesome, buddy."

He was the first to come over, smiled warmly, and was full of curiosity: "How did you tell? Is it a hacker?"

"It's just a trick to fool people. To put it bluntly, it's worthless." Ji Jue waved his hand and smiled: "If we really do it, we still have to rely on everyone."

"Oh, it's easy to talk about. If anyone dares to touch the boss's brother, he will be the first to ask me!"

The golden retriever grinned, patted his chest and laughed heartlessly.

It's really enviable.

After Lao Lin sent away his business subordinates, he sat next to him and asked, "How do you feel, Mr. Ji?"

Ji Jue just shook his head, "I still can't accept your style."

Pick off people's heads at every turn, or die without a complete body.

Scary.

Lao Lin sighed: "This is how the club is. Bailu is different from Tianyuan. If you make a mistake, you can't just be expelled. If you make a mistake, you have to bear the consequences."

"If you don't do something, you won't go wrong."

Ji Jue didn't take it seriously.

When the trees fall and the hozens scatter, Chen Xingzhou's boat is about to sink. How can we expect everyone to be loyal to the death? At this time, those who say they are not loyal must not be loyal, but those who show loyalty may not be loyal.

We are all old foxes who crawled out of the smelly ditch. Who can shed tears watching Liao Zhai?

For those who say they believe in their boss, eight or nine out of ten are just stalling for time, waiting for Chen Xingzhou to die before seamlessly moving on to the next job.

Maybe I've already found my next home.

More importantly...

"With so many people gone, is it enough?" Ji Jue raised his eyes and looked at the restaurant. Apart from him and Xiao An, the only remaining chosen ones were A Yi and Jin Mao.

At first glance, Ayi seems to be the kind of timid person who is useless. Golden Retriever is just the opposite, naive to the point of not knowing whether to live or die.

If Lei Yaoxing really wants to fall out, how many of them can protect his treasure?

Seriously?

Uncle Lin, even if your whole body is made of iron, how many people can you hit?

Besides, where is Chen Xingzhou, you just don’t care?

"Don't worry, the Yubo matter has nothing to do with Huang Ji. As long as you survive this period, you'll be fine. Besides, things like bodyguards are not expensive.

I have already invited foreign aid."

Lao Lin lowered his head and looked at his watch: "Calculate the time, it should be almost here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the road up the mountain was filled with smoke and dust, and an off-road vehicle covered in mud spots was already driving towards the manor in a crooked way.

Ji Jue just took one look at it and couldn't help but shake his head: If you drink less than half a catty, you won't be like this.

Finally, he came in through the iron door with great difficulty, and stopped in front of the villa with a flick of his tail.

An empty wine bottle was thrown out of the window.

Then, a tall and shaky figure stepped out of the car.

Although he is tanned, it can be seen that his original skin color is quite white, his eyes are green, with obvious imperial features, but his eyebrows are somewhat like those of the Federation. But his black curly hair, accessories and waist

The scimitar is full of Middle-earth characteristics.

He raised his head and grinned at the person upstairs.

Various totems of Thousand Island Style appear on the exposed teeth.

Ji Jue was dumbfounded. What kind of unique combination is this?

It was so wet that it made him a little scared.

"Long time no see."

Lao Lin, who was waiting at the door, took a deep breath and called helplessly: "Mr. Muhammad Wanyan Tombarofsky."

"Hey, we're already acquaintances. Just call me Lao Tang."

The staggering middle-aged man with stubble on his face patted Lao Lin on the shoulder, "Didn't you say you were guarding the ward? Why are you here again? This is different from what the contract says."

Lao Lin smiled: "We need experts like you to take charge here."

"Forget it, they're all guarding the yard, so even if they don't work, they still get paid! Meal subsidy... ahem, the fuel subsidy, the injury and illness subsidy for high-temperature work, all have to be taken into account!"

He said, patting his head: "Night shift hours are calculated separately!"

"Don't worry, it's easy to talk about, everything is easy to talk about."

Lao Lin smiled, sent him in, and introduced him to Chen Yubo.

And the moment Ji Jue and him looked at each other, they both couldn't help but froze at the same time, and their expressions suddenly stiffened.

The reason for Ji Jue's confusion was that in his perception, in just a few minutes, the spiritual essence in the opponent's body fluctuated like a stock K-line chart, sometimes high and sometimes low, with no pattern. When it was high, it was abundant.

It's scary, almost the sixth level is full, half-stepped into the rebirth level, he is simply a strong man. At the lowest level, he is not even as good as Ji Jue, a second-level rookie, and is almost useless.

The reason why the other party was stiff was because he saw Ji Jue...Xiao An next to him!

It was as if I felt something from that young man's body. In an instant, the hairs on his hair stood on end!

Damn it, this is crazy!

Lao Tang rubbed his eyes and was dumbfounded: How can you say that it is a good job to take care of the house and nurse the house? When you walk in, you see a kid from Anjia? What the hell?!

Why is there a white deer hunter's cub squatting in a good man's house?

First he was confused, then shocked, confused, and even... an extremely familiar annoyance to Ji Jue.

I almost beat my chest and feet, and felt heartbroken.

——If it’s broken, there will be less money!!!

The moment he reacted, he instinctively turned around and asked, "Can I still add more money?"

"Don't worry."

Lao Lin still smiled, "When the boss comes back, we can talk about anything."

I believe you as a ghost!

But the matter has come to this, the contract has been signed, and the account number used to receive the commission is still a large one. If I accidentally fall into a trap, I have nothing to say.

After all, too many contracts have been broken in the past, and the credit score is already in jeopardy. If this order is messed up again, it will be impossible to survive in the future, not to mention next month, or even tomorrow.

The helpless workers can only accept their fate.

And add money.

As if he wanted to turn his grief and anger into appetite, he hasn't stopped talking since he sat down, like a starving ghost reincarnated. He emptied two refrigerators by opening his mouth. If the inventory in the cold storage hadn't been enough, everyone would have taken it.

I can only live by ordering takeout.

However, he was quite generous, and he became familiar with everyone after a while.

While holding the bottle of wine for a while, when talking about past experiences, his eyes lit up with joy.

Fierce battles in China, going deep into the empire, federal prison raids... they all seem to have a decent look, and the details are quite detailed. Although the name sounds fake at first glance, at least he has rich experience.

He has done all the dirty and tiring work. In his words, this kind of security work is considered a vacation.

After all, there is no way out these days, and it’s hard to make money, especially with a large group of mercenaries, and it’s even harder to make money. Of course, you can earn funeral expenses if you don’t die, but sometimes it’s a technical job to get the money alive.

After all, the oil fields are so fertile that the regular army itself is going crazy internally. How can it get help from outside? It’s not even your turn to cool down at the foot of the wall.

Most of the time, large groups of mercenaries receive the most severe beatings, eat the most severely, and earn the least rice. After all, these days, an eleven or twelve-year-old kid in Middle-earth can do it with a picked-up submachine gun.

I came out to take orders. In the usual sense, there are no professional barriers or thresholds for murder and arson. If you don't do it, there are others who can do it.

No wonder Slan and the others were so fond of Young Master Lou back then - this kind of job with lots of money and little trouble is really hard to find. If you can get a reliable long-term customer with a fixed relationship, it will be enough for the entire knights.

For decades, even if Silan himself lost his head, he couldn't let Mr. Lou lose his head. Otherwise, if the boss died, wouldn't the other knights tear him apart?

However, unlike Silan, who is a regular Middle-earth army who comes out to make extra money, Lao Tang himself is a single gang.

Generally, such people call themselves 'knights errant'.

To put it simply, they are street gangsters in the large group, wandering criminals in the eyes of the Empire and the Federation, and they belong to the bottom of the discrimination chain of the large group.

When everyone comes out to hang out, it’s up to you whether you have any special skills. The main thing is that you can run fast with dirty hands, a thick face, and a dark heart.

Lao Tang claimed that his family had a large group of followers for generations, and his ancestors were once rich and had their own knights, but it was just that when he came, his family fell into decline, and the past was unbearable to look back on.

"When my ancestors served as soldiers for the Eternal Dynasty, my wife, Taizu, and Grandpa were worshiped as Grand Sima. They can be considered high-ranking officials, right?!"

When he was bragging about his family background, Lao Tang made such ridiculous claims that he made the golden-haired brother scream and admire him endlessly. Only Ji Jue didn't have the heart to correct him - the Eternal Empire is a cabinet system, and there is no such thing as Great Sima from the beginning to the end.

Position……

After seeing them communicate and get familiar with each other, Lao Lin and his assistant came over again pushing the trolley.

"This is what you asked for. Do you think it's enough?"

The first thing placed in front of Lao Tang were several heavy suitcases. After opening them, there were actually swords one after another inside, with cold light shining, sharp edges showing, and spiritual essence flowing.

Although it is not exaggerated to the point of conferring blessings, the materials used are solid and the workmanship is meticulous. It is like a serious alchemy work, and the degree of completion is not low.

Except for Lao Tang, everyone else also has it.

What was given to Golden Retriever was a necklace with a ruby ​​as big as a pigeon egg inlaid on it. The spiritual energy fluctuated wildly and enthusiastically, as if it was used to increase his abilities. What was given to Ayi were two crystal prisms. When the light was refracted, thousands of stars sputtered out.

A little bit of beautiful light.

What was given to Xiao An was a whole box of alchemically processed daggers, which were obviously specially customized to facilitate projectile throwing. The material was much better than the iron pieces that he had bought casually.

Only after Jijue, there is nothing.

Lao Lin just took him to the underground garage, opened a door that had been sealed for a long time, and revealed the space behind the door.

"As far as I know, the Ember series usually needs some assistance. Do you think these are enough?"

"Ah this..."

Ji Jue was stunned.

Behind the door, there is already a variety of equipment, ranging from furnaces to liquefaction reactors, probes, marking tables, and the most common processing tools.

All of them are 99% new and well maintained and carefully maintained. After debugging, they are even better to use than new ones.

Except for the lack of exaggerated equipment beyond the specifications such as the workshop core and the spiritual furnace, it is almost equivalent to a simple workshop.

If Professor Ye or Brother Qiu were here, they might sneer twice and put out any rubbish to stain my eyes.

But here is Ji Jue.

For a native who has nothing, this is a perfect match for his level. It would be a waste to give him high-end tools anyway, and these are completely enough.

Not to mention that all materials are stored according to standard matching.

"After it's over, these won't be needed." Old Lin lowered his voice and said in his ear: "If it's convenient, you can just help with it."

"Ah this..."

Ji Jue didn't react yet and was sluggish again.

Then, what he put into his pocket was a business card: "Besides, during this period, if you have any other needs, just call this number and ask for it. As long as it is common on the market, it should be fine."

.”

"Ah, this...but..."

Ji Jue reluctantly put it into his pocket.

"Do you have any other instructions?" Lao Lin said with a smile, "I will try my best to help you with everything."

"Is it too generous?"

Ji Jue turned around and looked at him: "I'm not a professional, I'm just here to be the boss's mascot. If you can't beat me, I'll run away. Please don't count on me too much."

Lao Lin shook his head decisively: "They are employees of Boss Chen, and you are Yubo's friend, so it is naturally different."

Ji Jue sighed.

Pushing his hand, he closed the door. In the silence behind the door, after pondering for a moment, he finally couldn't help but ask: "But with such a thoughtful arrangement, shouldn't Boss Chen be given priority?"

Lao Lin answered without hesitation: "The boss has other arrangements. Besides, we don't know whether he is alive or dead at the moment, so it's hard to predict the future. According to his previous order, the safety of the jade and silk fabrics should be given priority."

Ji Jue shook his head: "What are you trying to do?"

"Yubao is the only family member the boss has, and his biological brother, what's there to gain?"

"What about you?"

Now that he has said it, Ji Jue will not be embarrassed. Especially everything he saw today is too strange. It seems to be natural, but there is always a hint of weirdness that goes against common sense.

Whether it was the meeting that seemed to appease the group but was actually disbanded, or the excessive preparations, he began to doubt Lao Lin's intentions.

"Chen Xingzhou is lying in the hospital, unable to control his life or death. Chen Yubo is indecisive and has no ambition. All he can think about is how to raise cats in the future if he has no money. What about you, Lao Lin?"

Ji Jue asked bluntly: "As a follower of Bailu, don't you have any other ideas at this time?"

"..."

Lao Lin finally stopped smiling, or in other words, after the warm disguise dissipated, his true face was revealed, cold and calm, unwavering. His dark eyes looked at him, and for a long time, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Ji, I have watched Yubo grow up. I have never been married and have no children. He is just like my nephew and I will never harm him.

As for you, I know you don't want to have anything to do with Huangji, and I can guarantee that as long as this period of time has passed and the jade and silk are safe, you will not have any trouble.

Even if my old bones can no longer hold on, I will not leave irrelevant people in the pit of fire."

It sounded like something serious, maybe sincere, maybe hypocritical, but Ji Jue didn't care. Ever since he got involved in Chen Yubo's life and death, he was already prepared to face the consequences.

The worst I can do is throw away my hands and run away to hide in the workshop. No matter how awesome you are Lei Yaoxing, why are you coming to Beishan District to bite me?

This is the confidence that two golden thighs bring me, do you understand?

"What about you?"

Finally, he asked again, but it was not the same question.

"I..."

In the brief silence, Lao Lin laughed at himself: "I have been working hard for half my life. I am old and have no ambitions or ideals to speak of. All the bosses I have followed, if you add them up, there are not eleven, but eight or nine, and not one of them died a good death."

This is how the White Deer Way is, becoming famous overnight and leaving corpses on the streets overnight.

If you insist on talking about it, just try to have a beginning and an end."

Ji Jue said nothing more and watched Lao Lin leave.

After a long time, he suddenly slapped his head and finally realized: It's broken, it seems the case has been solved!

Was Chen Xingzhou trapped by you?

"How did I discover that people who get involved with you usually end badly."

In the afternoon, outside Yacheng, in another remote dock, Lao Lin, who had been waiting for a long time, leaned on the car and smoked. Finally, he waited until the car stopped not far away, and the dry old man stepped out of the car.

As soon as they met, he started complaining to Lao Lin.

He had white hair and was yawning as if he hadn't slept for a long time. His eyes were bloodshot. His unwashed hair was still stained with blood.

"It's really troublesome to make you a little money. At such an old age, I have been working for such a long time, and Chen Xingzhou still has a strong voice. I almost got sent away by him."

The old man staggered a little, as if he was dizzy. He took two steps and then held on to the wall: "I've done everything I can do. If anything happens, don't blame me. I'm not the King of Hell, and I don't care about life or death."

"Thank you for your hard work, doctor. This is the promised reward, double."

Lao Lin signaled to his subordinates behind him to hand over the reward, and pointed to the mediocre boat behind him: "It has been arranged, and we will arrive at Chaocheng tonight."

"Although a doctor shouldn't say this, I don't have any medical ethics, so please forgive me."

The old man counted the money in the box and said casually: "That panacea was wasted on him.

That's a good thing that can kill a high-level Chosen One with just one shot. Giving it to an ordinary person would be a waste of money.

With his little resilience, even with the technology in the 'hospital', it would be difficult for him to survive the sequelae. If he survives, he will still be in a vegetative state, and there's no telling when he will wake up.

I really don’t know what you are planning.”

"Just stay alive."

Lao Lin smiled, feeling relaxed: "As long as you live, you will have a future."

The old man was stunned for a moment and couldn't understand: "No, you have so much confidence in him?"

"It's not me versus him, it's him versus himself."

Old Lin lit the cigarette and blew out a wisp of smoke: "He told me before that a person's life should be in his own hands. No one can take it away.

Now is the chance to prove it..."

He paused and stared at the huge city above the blue sea in the distance, "Let's see if he can do it."
Chapter completed!