Chapter 183 Boundaries
The car drove out of the Quanzhou District in the south of the city and entered the Xigang District three-quarters of an hour later. This area, with its many abandoned factories, had become a stronghold for many gangs and a trading ground for contraband.
The vehicle drove along the bumpy road. Chen Chuan looked at the abandoned factories outside. He remembered that he had come here once with Wei Changan in order to capture Tong Qianjiang. However, due to various reasons, he failed to catch the person. It was not until later that he dealt with this group of people at the sentry post outside Caijiazhai.
At this time, the car bumped again, apparently because there was a pothole on the road just now, but there was a slight rustling sound from the box at hand.
Chen Chuanze reached out and patted it, and the noise soon disappeared.
After driving for a while, the driver slowly slowed down and said from his seat, "Mr. Chen, that's the old Li'an factory up ahead, but the road seems to be blocked by a roadblock."
Chen Chuan looked ahead and saw two concrete barriers. The factory building was visible behind him. He said, "It's only a few steps away. I'll get off here."
He opened the car door and walked out holding the Xuejun Knife. The driver also got out of the car and helped him take the box out from the other side.
He looked at his watch. It was three forty-five, fifteen minutes until the agreed time.
The driver came over and put the box in front of him. Chen Chuan said thank you, picked up the box, and walked in that direction with the Xuejun Knife.
As we walked along the road, we could see some sparse trees on both sides, as well as simple, old roadside benches. The road beneath our feet was also bumpy and covered with branches, leaves, and gravel.
Three years ago, perhaps Shen Zheng also walked along this road?
And today, he also came here.
But they are not the same.
He looked ahead and took steady and powerful steps forward. Each step he took was on the dead leaves, making a clear crushing sound, and he gradually approached the dark factory building.
At about the same time, on the National Avenue in the east of the city, a black extended sedan was driving towards Yangzhi City. From the direction of the vehicle, it was obvious that it was coming from the central city.
A man in his thirties, with a welt on half his cheek, sat in the back seat. Soothing music played on the car's tape recorder. He took out a bottle, poured half a glass of orange-yellow drink into it, and finally sipped it slowly.
As a fighter, he strictly disciplined himself and did not drink or smoke, but the technology in Central City had long been able to make drinks taste like high-end liquor, so he could taste it.
Only at this moment, the speed of the car slowly slowed down.
He sensed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
The driver replied: "Mr. Chi, in front..."
When Mr. Chi looked over, he saw a majestic figure standing in the middle of the wide road, with hair like a lion's mane flying in the wind.
He looked around for a few seconds and said to himself, "Looks like we won't be able to get there before four o'clock." He put down the glass, opened the door, got out of the car, stretched his joints, and walked towards the figure in front.
Meanwhile, Chen Chuan had already arrived in front of the factory. He could see a number of high-end cars parked outside, many with their lights on. There were also some private security personnel standing outside. A man who looked like a butler approached him, smiling, and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Chen?"
Chen Chuan said: "It's me."
"Please follow me."
The housekeeper went over and gestured, and a wide rolling shutter door in front of the factory was slowly pulled up by two security guards, immediately revealing the bright light from multiple industrial and mining lamps inside. There were also two spotlights on the left and right, and long beams of light were deliberately shot out from the inside and outside, as if deliberately showing something.
Chen Chuan stood in front of the tall and wide door with a knife in his hand. Behind him was the dark night, and in front of him was a dazzling light, as if this door had divided two different worlds.
The butler extended his hand as an invitation, "Mr. Chen, please."
Chen Chuan tightened the Xuejun Knife in his hand and walked in. After about seven or eight steps, the rolling shutter door behind him slowly lowered again and finally fell to the ground with a click.
He ignored these and looked around. The interior space of this factory building was very large. There were steel structure platforms made of metal plates and brackets about three or four meters high on all sides. There were metal stairs underneath and passages in between.
At this moment, someone was walking back and forth above, making a noise. There were also spotlights placed at the corners of the passage and on the square pillars. At this moment, they were turned on with a bang, and more than a dozen light sources from all around shot down at him.
Chen Chuan thought for a moment, then put the box in his hand on the ground, and then walked forward with the Xuejun Knife in his hand until he reached a platform, where he could see members of the mutual aid association standing.
They could be recognized at a glance because they were all wearing clothes custom-made by the Mutual Aid Society, which were painted with gold thread and had the Mutual Aid Society logo of two hands clasped together. They were somewhat similar to the formal attire of the college, but more luxurious.
There were about five or six people standing on the platform ahead, and whispers were heard from the distance on both sides. Elsewhere on the platforms and passageways in the factory, he could hear the sound of breathing—at least dozens, perhaps even more. He guessed it was the security guards and their attendants.
This is normal. If there were no certain security guarantees, these people would probably not dare to appear in front of him.
Just like now, these people are standing on a high place, seemingly to show their strength and status, but that is probably because they are afraid, so they deliberately keep a distance from him.
After a few clicks, Wei Jun walked to the front of the metal railing. He raised his hand and slapped it, then looked down and said, "Brother Chen Chuan, you are on time."
Chen Chuan said: "I never like being late, so I don't want to be that kind of person."
Wei Jun groaned, nodded, and commented, "That's a good habit. We don't need to waste our time. Since you're here, let's have a good chat first."
As Chen Chuan arrived here, he no longer felt as anxious as before. They had made a lot of arrangements for tonight, and they had manpower inside and outside.
In various parts of Yangzhi City, the forces of various companies and families have already been mobilized, keeping an eye on the forces in Yangzhi City that may be involved in this matter. It can be said that they will be the first to know about any movement.
But so far, there has been no movement. In this case, Chen Chuan came alone to the appointment and walked in here, so the matter is actually settled.
"Brother Chen, we don't necessarily need to get to this point. I know what you want, but do you really think this path is so easy?"
He put his hand on the steel pipe of the fence and walked to the side while talking, flicking his fingers on it.
"I know you received your evaluation from the Foreign Affairs Bureau. The next step is definitely to take the Infinite Defense Certificate exam. The goal is to get a place to go to Central City. But no matter how hard you try, you can't get this place. Do you know why?"
As if he felt that victory was already in his grasp, Wei Jun looked very relaxed, but there was also a hint of indescribable restlessness in his relaxation.
"By the way, you should have heard of Shen Zheng, right?" He suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Chuan, then nodded and said, "It seems that you have heard of him, or you should have heard of him."
"He collapsed on this road. Do you know where he went wrong?"
"That's crossing the line!"
When Wei Jun said this, he pointed his finger downwards, as if to emphasize something, "He didn't follow the rules he should have followed and crossed the line he shouldn't have crossed, so this is what happened to him!"
He turned abruptly and slammed his hands down on the metal fence. The surroundings shook, and dust fell. He stared at Chen Chuan standing below, "You're heading in this direction now. It's dangerous, really dangerous."
He slowed down his tone a little, "Actually, you don't have to do this. As long as you step back, abide by the rules, and do things according to the rules, we can live in peace. You know, if you continue to go on, then you will not be facing us, the Mutual Aid Association? Oh, no..."
At this point, he slowly raised his hands, "It's the high dam erected by the many upper-class forces in Yangzhi."
Chen Chuan stood below, looking upward. He understood what was meant. This world had a clear hierarchy. The central city was at the center, followed by outer cities like Yangzhi City, then villages and towns, and finally the wilderness...
Each place is an independent circle with its own different way of survival. It seems that they can completely not interfere with each other, but there is also a huge gap between them.
The passage to cross this step is very narrow, and only a few people can pass through. Those who are qualified to pass will try to suppress anyone who tries to compete with them for this passage.
As long as you don't dream of reaching a higher level, don't think about breaking through the boundaries, and stay honestly where you are, then nothing will happen.
But once you try to break the boundaries of those rules, you will face all kinds of suppression.
"We are willing to have a good talk with you, because we don't want to go to that point." Wei Jun's voice came from above again.
"Jiang Xuedi has invited you to join the mutual aid association twice," he spread out his hands and gestured to Jiang Wei standing aside, "Now I can invite you again.
Those cumbersome conditions are not counted, and we don't require you to do anything. The treaty agreement is for those mediocre people, you don't have to. We can provide you with financial support, as long as you don't cross that line. "
Chen Chuan just sneered at this. He knew clearly that the so-called conditions were just compromises he had to make because he saw his strength. All he wanted was to stabilize him temporarily.
Once he agrees and puts down his knife, they have plenty of ways to slowly disintegrate and divide the supporters behind him, and then calmly mobilize forces to target him.
If he is obedient, then he will become a thug of the mutual aid association to deal with those who try to cross the line in the future. If he is disobedient, then he will end up like Shen Zheng.
"Since this senior has asked this, I can now give you a clear answer."
Chen Chuan said slowly, "I will continue on this path, and will keep going. As for those so-called obstacles along the way..." He raised his head and looked at Wei Jun and the members of the mutual aid association above him, his eyes as sharp as a blade, "Just clear them all."
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(End of this chapter)
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