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Why confront them head-on?

Why play against your opponent on a board and rules chosen by them?

Since death is certain, then...why not be more aggressive and bring in a few more backers to see if a way out can be paved?

If you are not sure about friend or foe, first determine your opponent.

If there is no way, then go to the Huaxie Cult to find a way.

Everyone is used to being a regular army, used to fighting to the death, so that when the situation is reversed and they change places with their former opponents, they don't think about how many crimes this style of play has caused them, and they can't estimate it.

The wildness of Ji Jue, a habitual offender like Ember...

So, is it time for the evil cult group to experience the pain of the former Security Bureau?!

There are endless gophers to fight, endless wanted persons to catch, and endless evil parties to suppress...

"Have you done anything, Brother Shan?"

Ji Jue raised his head and asked.

Tongshan pondered for a moment and nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"With such a big battle, the Huaxie Cult might have a heavenly being in charge now." Xu Guan poured cold water on it: "If things go wrong, we will deliver food to your door."

"But how many of these huge battles can the heavenly beings take care of?"

Ji Jue laughed: "Even if it's Tao Gong, with his heavenly eyes hanging high and overlooking the whole territory, doesn't he still have some shortcomings?"

Otherwise, how could the insider pass on information from under Tao Gong's nose?

"The stall is so big and there are so many people. Even if the evil cult group and the Dragon Festival Association are like glue, they can't just get together in one place and leave them alone, right?"

Ji Jue looked towards Tongshan.

To this, Tongshan nodded decisively.

This is not a guess or conjecture, but a simple management issue - opening such a large stall will inevitably mean distributing manpower throughout Quancheng.

In order to facilitate deployment, avoid friction, or want to keep some little thoughts or secrets, the Dragon Festival Club cannot lie directly under the nose of the Huaxie Cult. Splitting the management is the simplest method.

Even the Security Bureau represented by Tian Yuan is divided into one, two or three departments in Yacheng, dividing so many jurisdictions... Wouldn't it be beautiful if everyone could get together, meet every day, get along day and night, and cultivate a tacit understanding and bond? Wouldn't it be nice?

Don’t you want to?

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

The things that will happen, the things that will happen, the things that will happen, and the things that will happen are four rings that are almost completely nested together.

Occasionally, there are people like Tongshan who are worry-free and stable and can balance the security bureau and the local forces in Yacheng. It is really a blessing. More of them are people like Yu Hanguang who love fishing and people like Lu Shenzhou who love to mess around.

The ones like Zhao Chengping who love power, and even... the ones like Wen Wen who love to roll up their sleeves and lift the table.

Reality is not a mobile game. If you put a bunch of R cards, N cards and SSRs in a warehouse, you can beat the brains out of the dog in less than three days, and even give Wen Wen a clearing screen for the MVP of beating an ally.

This is still Tianyuan!

Among all the best things, Tianyuan emphasizes order, unity and rules the most!

How can flies crawling out of the gutter like the Huaxie Cult be able to unite as one and share the same hatred against the enemy? What are you dreaming about? Just looking at Yan Chong's decisiveness when betraying his teammates, you can tell what a fool these guys are on weekdays.

It is conceivable that internal struggles for power and life-and-death are completely normal. Even if the Dragon Festival Society and the Huaxie Cult cooperate in depth, in order to compete for the right to speak, the two sides may have to fight first. And other strong people like Yan Chong

There will be no shortage of situations where soldiers support themselves with self-respect.

We are also filling in the lines, why does my family have one more baby than other families? Why does the next door have one more box of the same supplies than I do?

Thinking of this, Ji Jue began to sympathize with their management.

If you can knead such a bunch of local chickens and dogs together, you should take stomach medicine and anti-hypertensive medicine, right?

"After suffering a loss, the Huixie Cult Group will have a better memory. The number of people sent this time will only be more, not less, not to mention that they have to monitor all routes."

Ji Jue said: "As long as we seize the opportunity when other departments are internally empty, we may not be able to catch one or two middle-level and high-level people and escape along the route of the cult group."

The route of action in Quan City is inherently secret, and it is impossible for anyone to have a copy of it.

The intricate Quan City sheltered the Huaxie cult group and also kept them within. It was all like this. In order to prevent someone from being stupid and leaking information, those with low authority may only know a few things about the internal activities.

route.

If you want to really find a way out of Quancheng, it's useless to catch minions. You must be someone who can take care of things and be able to speak up in decision-making meetings.

The key to this set of plans is the time difference.

Raid the branch of the Evil Cult before they can react, and then leave Quan City before the alarm spreads.

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

If this doesn't work, then you can only huddle up and wait for rescue, which is equivalent to slow death. Or, try your luck and find a gestating Shixu, just like what the cult group once did.

He hid in it and drifted outside Quancheng.

But the operability of this plan is too low, and the probability of success is also too low.

It's almost like a fool's dream.

But even if you choose to raid the cult group, there is still a crucial question before everyone.

Quancheng is so big, where the hell is the Evil Cult?

"Brother Shan, do you have any clues?"

Ji Jue looked at Tongshan who was deep in thought.

But the child plant just smiles.

They understand each other tacitly.

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

This one is already half stable.

After killing Ling Zhi and repelling Yan Chong, when Tongshan was hanging high in the sky, he didn't just focus on showing off.

Even if the internal and external troubles are as bad as ever, it is still enough to kill a few unlucky children. And the reason why the surviving gangsters are not prevented from escaping...

You're just making a nest here, right?!

No, you kid, maybe you have already planned this, right?!

"Are you really Tianyuan?" Ji Jue doubted.

"Guaranteed replacement if fake."

Tongshan said, "Just because I am Tianyuan, I have to clearly distinguish the difference between working after get off work and working overtime."

He smiled meaningfully, "When I was not a child plant, I was quite flexible."

Tianyuan is the unity of order, not the unity of fools. Civil servants must abide by the rules and civil servants love to take advantage of loopholes without contradicting each other, but they are not as wild as Ji Jue's ideas...

You have to be prepared for everything. You don’t want the best, but you definitely don’t want the worst.

After originally thinking that the team had lost its retreat, he instinctively left a few marks on the fleeing people. All he wanted was to follow the clues and see if there was any chance to hide in Quancheng and find clues about Commander Lou.

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

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

"Are you interested in joining the Security Bureau?"

He invited again, "You can also work part-time. The budget of the three departments is too much to spend every year. All consumption is paid for by the federal government. I am really optimistic about you."

"Do you hate the director of the third department so much?" Ji Jue asked back.

Suddenly, Tongshan choked and couldn't help laughing.

So, the plan was set.

Three hours later, at the edge of Quancheng.

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

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

Inconspicuous insects like black dots crawled quietly in the corners, spread, and vaguely enveloped the entire street and nearby areas.

Watching everything.

From time to time, insects crawled into the door frame and fell into the too noisy "darkness".

Under the flickering lights, the scattered poker cards on the table were left uncollected, and beer bottles were discarded everywhere.

There are piles of cigarette butts in the ashtrays and disposable paper cups and rice bowls, mixed with the leftovers, giving off a pungent smell, but the smell is mixed with the smell of sweat, grease and foot odor, like an unsupervised university dormitory

Generally, there is a haunting 'fragrance' floating around.

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

The fat man who was leaning on the chair was smoking a cigarette and yelling angrily: "I slapped these pieces of shit on the forehead, oh, I had an idea, and then I gave you such a big bag."

After poking the basket, forget it, everyone is almost dead, and the people from the security bureau have run away! Can you believe it? You can't beat him two against one, it's embarrassing!

Then, you actually had the nerve to tell your father: You guys, go and guard this place, and not even a fly can fly out... I'll kill you!

The brothers had been living well in Huangzhou, but in the end they were thrown into this hellish place, where they had to wait every day as if they were in jail. That guy Lu Changsheng has really been a priest for a long time, and his brain is screwed up. He doesn't care at all.

Know what you’re thinking about every day!”

"Hey, brother, things are different these days." The subordinate next to him persuaded: "They are all doing things for the religious order."

"Do something? Let me do it!!!"

The fat man opened his mouth, swallowed the bug that crawled into his hand, chewed and tasted it with a crunching sound, read the pheromones, and still cursed: "I see that the Hua Cult was defeated by him! By the Dragon Festival Society

He was riding on his neck to shit, and he also found a bunch of deep lunatics. What big thing is he doing now in the limelight of the Security Bureau? I think everyone just didn’t die fast enough! And what’s that one called... What’s the name of cum...

...What's the point of cumming? Lao Deng of cumming!

I’ll bring this up…”

As he cursed, his movements stopped abruptly, as if he had stopped in place.

He grabbed a handful of worms and threw them into his mouth, and the juice flew out.

incredible.

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

"Really or not?" The subordinates were surprised. Those who were lying down and those who were sitting straightened up immediately and looked at each other.

"Signal the ones behind you! Hurry!"

The fat insect-eating man grinned, and between the fat folds, compound eyes opened one after another from his face: "This time we have earned something! Everyone, prepare immediately..."

After being chased and observed by countless flying insects, a broken car with welding scars and patches everywhere quietly drove into the warning range, cautiously and silently.

It was obviously just a short road, but he twisted around and made sure there was no pursuer behind him.

But just when he was about to enter the encirclement, he seemed to notice something, braked without warning, and then galloped away in reverse.

"Stop! Stop it!"

The fat man lying on the roof of the building opened his eyes wide, and countless dragonfly-like thin wings instantly sprouted from his back, soaring into the air and chasing after him!

As if there was no end of the road, under the siege and obstruction of many believers, the cornered car was finally forced into a dead end under many attacks, with no way out.

The thick armor was covered with scratches, and thick smoke billowed and spread.

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

No more movement.

"What the hell?"

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

Then, I looked at the one standing at the front and pursed my lips.

The sluggish subordinate stiffened for a moment. Under the urging of his eyes, he swallowed, put away his weapon, and moved forward cautiously. He mustered up the courage and finally opened the car door with an angry curse.

But the car door seemed to have been overwhelmed for a long time. Just stretched out his hand and pulled it, and it crashed to the ground. Then, the corpse inside slowly fell out, and the sticky smell of blood was so pungent.

"Corpse?" The investigator probed blankly, looking into the carriage. Among the boxes piled up in disorder, there were piles of mutilated corpses.

The stench is overwhelming.

"It's all corpses!"

The fat man frowned, pushed aside the subordinates who were in the way, stepped forward, stretched out his hands to tear open the car, and exposed the incomplete or complete corpses inside. However, when he reached out to pull one up, he felt nothing at all.

to weight.

His face became more and more 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 the ether's disguise was exposed, the thick smell of blood turned into a strong and pungent chemical smell.

"I'll mess with you..." The fat man's expression suddenly changed, he threw away his burdens without thinking, turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

At that moment, in the final flash of the car lights, there was the last sigh of satisfaction and exhaustion from the engine.

Finally, I can make this trip...

It said, [It feels so damn good!]

--boom!!!!

The wild flames spread, thick smoke rose, and the firelight rose into the sky, making the dark clouds above the sky appear red.

The loud noise blew in the distance from the strong wind, and was combined with the sporadic loud noises from other areas of Quan City, stretching endlessly and rising everywhere.

"Huh~"

Ji Jue whistled and looked at the flash of fireworks: "The movement is really quite big."

Just wish you a good year in advance.

I don’t know if my friends from the Huixie Cult would like the surprises delivered to my door.
Chapter completed!