Chapter 182: Eating melons is risky, watching the show requires caution

Zhang Moyu and Zhang Molan looked at each other and saw a hint of unnaturalness in each other's eyes.

As soon as the two of them quieted down, the room fell silent for a moment, and only the calm breathing of several people could be heard.

The more silent it was, the more awkward it became, and the more awkward it became, the more silent it became. The atmosphere in the room fell into a vicious circle.

At this moment, the few people who had been standing in the corner of the wall, watching the show, realized belatedly that something was wrong and felt a little uneasy.

Zhang Moyu and Zhang Molan turned their gazes towards them at the same time. There was an ambiguous meaning in their deep eyes, which made those who were being stared at shudder.

"Um... Why haven't the Shrimp Boys and the others returned from bandaging the wound yet? I'll go check on them."

The clever Zhang Hailou thought quickly and found an excuse to run away. The other people woke up as if from a dream and also found their own excuses.

"The boss is also bandaging his wound. I'll go over and help."

"I think you guys are a little thirsty from all this chatting. I'll go make you some tea."

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable. Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom first."

"There's no toilet paper. I'm going to give that brother some paper..."

A group of little Qiongqis showed off their magical powers, and the excuses they found were all different. It was obvious that they often eavesdropped on others.

“These kids are so lively.”

Zhang Moyu said this with a sigh, and Zhang Molan nodded, pretending that he was not thinking about anything bad.

Then the three of them got down to business.

"Lan, how is your condition? How long do you need to rest?"

Zhang Molan leaned back on the sofa and glanced at him lazily.

"It's no big deal, we can do it anytime. But we need to solve the problem with the corridor gate there first. Can Zhang Benling hack into their operating system?"

"It should be no problem. He has a high talent for divination and should be able to learn computer technology quickly. Even if we can't completely crack the system, we can at least temporarily disrupt their program. Then we can find the control center and destroy the main control brain."

Zhang Molan nodded, then spoke again with concern.

"The isolation doors fell down very quickly. Besides the fact that the person who met me was a high-ranking official who could have issued an order for immediate execution, there's also the possibility that the doors were controlled by a mechanism inside the room.

Although those walls are mixed with materials that can isolate mental power, I can feel that they are the inner protective walls, and the control mechanisms, including the lighting equipment and monitors there, are all on the outermost layer.

When we go in, you can use your mental power to destroy these devices first, which will make our operation much easier."

"Can."

With Zhang Moyu's mental power, although destroying these physical devices is a bit brain-consuming, it is not impossible.

He also thought of Hei Xia Zi, whom he had just trained not long ago, and he wanted that person to come and help.

There were still some capable fighters on their mission. Given Hei Xia Zi's fighting power, it didn't matter whether he joined the operation or not. What mattered was the ghost bride behind him.

Although fighting the top-level evil ghost in red is like playing in his hands, it is still very easy for him to blow up a light bulb or hack a camera on others.

Moreover, the evil spirits have a lot of negative energy and resentment.

As we all know, places with heavy yin energy usually have bad signals, and places with heavy resentment can make people dizzy.

Bringing the ghost bride on this trip is equivalent to bringing a mobile high-power signal jammer and a diffusion-type poison gas bomb.

Definitely the best assist of the game.

Zhang Moyu was thinking about calling Hei Xia Zi later and his eyes fell on Zhang Benan again.

“How are the training of these little guys here? If they don’t meet the standards, we can wait a little longer.

We've found the Wang family's main base this time. Even if they realize something's wrong, they won't easily move. Building a base isn't easy, and they won't be determined to move anytime soon. We still have plenty of time."

"I can screen out 24 people from the overseas Zhang family who meet the requirements. I recently contacted the Zhang family from Hong Kong and Taiwan, but I haven't visited them yet.

Five of the people who came this time met the requirements, but I wouldn't recommend Zhang Haiqing go. He's from the Qilin clan, and he's quick-witted. He's a promising talent for the Gua Sect, and it would be a shame if he got killed there."

At this time, someone brought tea over. It happened to be Zhang Haiqing that Zhang Benan mentioned.

When Zhang Haiqing accidentally heard the evaluation of himself by this young lady, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he nodded frantically in his heart at her evaluation.

Zhang Haiqing has to rely on his brain to support his entire family in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Such a precious brain, what if it gets bumped and hurt? If we rely on Zhang Hailou and those idiots to make money to support the family, they will all be left with nothing.

Although he is good at martial arts, fighting and killing are not for him. Compared with the bloodless killings of other people around him, he prefers to kill without bloodshed in the business world.

Before coming here, Zhang Moyu had also seen the latest information about these people sent by Zhang Ben'an. Recognizing Zhang Haiqing, he casually asked for his opinion.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Haiqing, who has a high emotional intelligence, had a slight flicker in his eyes and immediately put on a somewhat heavy expression.

“The Wang family has captured many of us before. Their methods were brutal, and many of our people must be suffering there.

Every lonely night before, I would be so upset thinking about these things that I couldn't sleep. Now that I finally have the chance to bring my people back, I want to go with you to rescue them."

These moving words brought a hint of kindness into the eyes of the other three elders present.

But before anyone else could speak, Zhang Haiqing changed the subject and said something.

"But I can't go!"

This turn came unexpectedly. This method of first suppressing and then praising made Zhang Molan feel particularly familiar. He glanced at Zhang Moyu next to him and saw that he was wearing the same smiling mask.

At this moment, he understood.

This guy named Zhang Haiqing seems to have exactly the same personality as Zhang Moyu. They are both like sesame-filled dumplings, with one face but another heart. They say one thing in public and another behind the scenes.

It seems like he has one more person to be wary of in the future.

"My expertise lies in the financial field. Hundreds of people in the Zhang family in Hong Kong and Taiwan are counting on me for their livelihood. Under such circumstances, I absolutely cannot afford to get into trouble!

My personal safety is not a big deal, but if something happens to me, who will support my people? "

He is the livelihood of those people.

Zhang Haiqing felt that even if those people were asked to vote and choose between him and the leader Zhang Hailou, they would definitely choose him.

After all, if the leader is gone, you can elect another one, but if the golden goose that lays eggs is gone, you won’t be able to afford food!

"Okay, get out now."

Zhang Moyu suppressed his emotion and waved his hand unhappily, telling him to get out and stop being an eyesore.