Chapter 461 Return
In the central city of Jibei Road, outside the port of Jiyang District, an ocean-going ship is anchored on the sea.
Inside the cabin, a meeting was currently underway. To avoid detection by the central city's biofield, the biofields used here were all independent.
"According to the intelligence we've received, both targets will arrive in Central City between late January and early February, and our focus is on this individual."
Half-length photos of Chen Chuan and Director Lei appeared on the light screen one after another, and as the person presiding over the meeting stretched out his hand and pointed, Chen Chuan's photo was enlarged separately.
This was obviously a recently acquired photo, because in it, Chen Chuan was wearing the uniform of the executive captain of the processing bureau, and one could sense a heroic aura just by looking at him.
"National Avenue is the best place to deal with the target."
The chairperson gathered himself, looking away from Chen Chuan's half-length photo, and continued, "The Bureau takes this target very seriously. If we send a message in advance, they might send someone to contact us. We'll have to consider ways to stop them. The target has extremely strong combat abilities, so we only have one chance."
Jian Chengsheng was standing aside holding a knife. He was staring at Chen Chuan's photo and the various text annotations that appeared next to it, which included the detailed information found by Sister Huan and others.
This allowed him to understand his opponent in more detail, thereby establishing a certain advantage in advance.
He knew that this was a raid, not a competition, so he didn't have to worry about fairness. In fact, in most cases, the competition between fighters was not fair.
There are only victory and defeat in a battle. Only the winner is qualified to talk about the future. The loser has nothing, so he can use all available conditions to achieve his goal.
"Mr. Jian Cheng," the chairperson said to him, "This time, we've hired two third-level fighters to work with you. They won't interfere with your fight with your target, but will simply clean up and provide cover to prevent anyone from interfering with you."
This move was not out of respect for the fight between the two people, but out of practical considerations.
Judging from the previous battles, ordinary third-level fighters have almost no threat to Chen Chuan. If they rashly join the battle, they may be exploited by him, thus affecting the performance of Jian Chengsheng, so these two people simply exist as auxiliary.
In order to prevent the information from being discovered by the processing bureau, these two people were transferred from the central city which was far away.
Makoto Masaaki didn't seem to hear him. He sat there motionless, his eyes fixed on the information. After a long moment, he said, "I need a quiet room."
The meeting host immediately instructed a manager, "Take Mr. Jian Cheng over there."
Masakatsu Ma stood up, bowed to the meeting host, followed the manager out, and came to a training room on the ship specially prepared for people like him.
After everyone left, he took off his shoes, went to sit in the middle of the training room, and silently recalled the information he had just seen.
He noticed one thing: in every verifiable battle, Chen Chuan did not seem to have suffered any serious injuries, whether it was horizontal training or skills, which would cause trouble for his attacks.
He closed his eyes, and an image was constantly brewing in his spiritual world. When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a shadow in front of him.
The man was illusory, like a transparent mist, standing not far in front of him. In his eyes, that was Chen Chuan.
He slightly turned sideways, raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the knife, stared for a moment, then suddenly drew the knife out of its sheath, leaned forward, and slashed horizontally!
However, when the blade reached the side of the phantom, it suddenly stopped, as if there was an invisible barrier that prevented him from using the full force of the blade.
He let out a breath, stepped back, and slowly sheathed his sword. After a moment, he swung his sword again, but this time it still stopped in front of the shadow.
He stepped back again, sheathed his knife, stared at the shadow in front of him, and said in a firm tone: "My knife is not sharp enough."
He thought for a while, walked out of the room, and said to the manager waiting outside: "I need something, something that cannot be cut open."
The manager politely asked, "Mr. Jiancheng, may I ask what this is?"
Makoto Ma said frankly, "I don't know."
"have no idea?"
The manager was stunned. He thought for a moment and then asked carefully, "Mr. Makoto, can I know what this thing is used for?"
Makoto Masaaki said seriously and earnestly, "It has something to do with clearing the target."
The manager thought about it and said, "Okay, we'll do our best."
“Please!”
Masashi Makoto bowed slightly.
The manager quickly returned the greeting and then immediately reported Jian Chengsheng's request to the person in charge here.
"Something that can't be cut open? What is that?" The person in charge frowned. "He himself doesn't know? How are we supposed to find it?"
However, one of the participants in the cabin suddenly thought of something and said, "I think I may know what he wants."
He faced the gazes of everyone in the conference room and said: Gaotian Jade, something produced by the Gaotian Sect, is said to be indestructible, but in this jade, there are also very few "jade cores", which are said to be the hardest thing in the world. It is rumored that this thing can also help fighters sublimate their own spirit.
"Is this what he needs?"
"That should be it. I heard that the Jade Core is a sacred object of the Gaotian Sect, usually kept secret. Jian Chengsheng brought it up at this time, most likely just to satisfy his own needs."
The person in charge didn't care about this, but said, "Now that he is our knife, shouldn't we find a whetstone for him before the battle to make him sharper? Whether it's for his own benefit or whether this jade core is really useful, we should do our best to satisfy him."
Someone said, "But that's a sacred object of the Gaotian Religion..."
"Everything must give way to the interests of the company."
The Gaotian Sect used to be very powerful and had a wide range of influence, with a large number of followers in the ocean. But that was in the old times. Because it provided great help to the emperor in the civil war when the Dashun government overthrew the emperor, the Dashun government had been suppressing it and trying every means to eliminate its influence.
Especially now that there is an army stationed on the site of the former holy land of Gaotian Sect, the sect has suffered a heavy blow. Now the most influential sect figures are gathered around Gong, and they are just huddling together for warmth, and their power has become very limited.
The Ferris Wheel Company now has gathered technology and capital from various overseas island countries, has its own armed forces, and its influence on the island countries is increasing day by day.
The person in charge said, "Send someone to Gaotianjiao and ask them to take the things out. I want them to be delivered to him in the shortest possible time!"
On January 26th, the day Chen Chuan had set for his return to the central city, Yu Wan and her family saw him off to the alley entrance. After waving goodbye to his family, he boarded the Gardner car as Yu Wan and her family watched him leave, and drove away from the police station's family quarters.
They did not go directly out of the city along the avenue, but turned and came to the square in front of Wuyi College. Wu Han and Wei Dong were already waiting here, carrying large and small bags and their own weapons.
Chen Chuan honked the horn twice, stopped in front of them, got out of the car and greeted them, then opened the trunk for them and helped them put their things in.
After they got into the car and sat down, he took out two boxes from the storage box and handed them to them.
"Last time you said you wanted to come to Central City, this is the border pass I prepared for you in advance."
Wu Han and Wei Dong took it with great curiosity. When they opened it, they saw that it looked like a thin bone network that could be connected to the head, neck, shoulders and other places. However, except for some main parts that were relatively obvious, the rest of the parts were almost invisible to ordinary people from a distance.
The one Chen passed on to them was a more moderate model with all the basic functions, much better than the one Lao Qi had given him before.
But he didn't give them something too good, not to save money, but because with the styles of these two people, it was hard to say how long this world would last.
Wei Dong poked it with his finger, and it trembled slightly. He said, "This thing looks alive."
Wu Han said, "Didn't you tell me, this thing is alive? If it's alive, of course it moves."
He looked up at Chen Chuan again and said, "Brother Chen, we have something for you too." As he spoke, he rummaged through the bag he was carrying and took out an exquisite black and white wooden box from the top and handed it over.
Chen Chuan took it and opened it. He saw a box of throwing stones, each one polished to a smooth and fine finish. He picked one up and examined it. "Is this made from the hard rock of Zhangshan?"
"That's right."
Wu Han chuckled, "Weidong, Luo Xuedi, and I asked people who knew about it, then went to Zhangshan to look for it. Finally, we found a few suitable ones and came back to hammer them.
This thing is really hard. Weidong was responsible for breaking it into even pieces, and my junior brother Luo and I found suitable ones to polish them. The beautiful box outside was made by my junior brother Feng himself.
Oh, these are polished according to the shape of the stones you used before. I don’t know if you like them or not.”
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "You are so thoughtful. I like it very much. Thank you."
Although the value of this thing itself is not high, the thought behind it is priceless and very commemorative. He decided not to use it outside, but to put it in his weapons collection room after returning.
He turned forward, started the car, put his hands on the steering wheel, stared at the open road, and said, "You two, sit tight, we're about to set off."
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(End of this chapter)
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