Chapter 46: The two bottom lines of Master Yi, madness under repression (Part 1)

To be a man, one must be able to bend and stretch!

Master Yi said so.

However, the man in black robe did not respond to Yi Chen's words, but continued to stare at him with cold eyes.

"Then I'll leave?"

"You may not believe me, but I was involved accidentally and I know nothing about it."

"I'm very tight-lipped."

Taking a small step back, Yi Chen continued to speak tentatively with a shameless face.

The previous domineering aura disappeared without a trace, and his smile became harmless.

If he had a choice, he really didn't want to fight against the new 'black robe' in front of him with such amazing momentum.

In war, the key is to use the strong to bully the weak and the big to oppress the small.

Fighting is about gain.

Only by bullying the weak and the small with force can one gain the greatest benefit at the lowest cost. Haven't you seen how proxy wars are fought?

If your profit before the battle is 100, the battle cost is -20, and the battle gain is +5, then this battle is a losing business.

Countries are often destroyed because of their weakness, but the Han Dynasty was destroyed because of its strength. This is the truth. In the end, it went bankrupt.

If you do too many losing business and want to compete with everyone, you are actually bleeding yourself.

Learning from history, Yi Chen really doesn't want to fight this battle.

The man in black robe in front of him was obviously not Yi Yu's kind. Yi Chen still couldn't figure it out. Even if he killed the man in black robe, would he be considered a human or an evil spirit? Would he get any crimson points? The risks were infinite and the returns were uncertain. This was not a good deal.

At this time, the man in black robe finally spoke. He looked Yi Chen up and down carefully with an indifferent gaze, as if he wanted to see through Yi Chen.

"Interesting. I didn't expect that among the practitioners of the Pure Yang Way, there would be a person like the Taoist Priest who has such a flexible bottom line."

"What do you think of those rumors about the founder of the Corpse God Sect, Master Wan Hua?"

Yi Chen was silent for a moment, then said after careful consideration: "The Corpse God Dao is sincere in his Dao, and his heart towards Dao is very strong. I admire him very much."

"Back then, Master Wanhua opened his mountain gates and recruited many disciples. Although he gathered everyone's wisdom and had a great momentum, it was inevitable that there were good and bad disciples."

"Some bad apples, in the name of the sect, try to take shortcuts without understanding the truth, and end up going further and further astray and becoming more and more evil."

"Yeah, that's it."

"The original intention of the True Lord was good. It's all the fault of the people below who read the sutra wrongly."

"Hahaha." The man in black robe suddenly laughed neurotically, clapping his hands.

"Well said!"

"A talent like the Taoist Priest should join my Corpse God Cult."

"I am willing to accept the Taoist priest as my disciple, to join my school, and to teach the First Holy Son to me. I will give you magical skills, wonderful methods, blessed places, natural treasures, fine wines and beautiful women. I will give you whatever you want."

"Master, are you willing?"

"This is absolutely impossible!" This time, the usually slippery Yi Chen answered decisively without any hesitation.

This answer even surprised the man in black robe.

It was beyond his expectations.

However, what he didn't know was.

Although Yi Chen's bottom line is shockingly low, he still has a bottom line after all.

In his previous life, he was obsessed with climbing up the social ladder and had experienced countless intrigues and betrayals. However, he never cut the poor when he was cutting leeks... He was also calculating against the same carnivores in the world of fame and fortune.

Now that he is at the poker table, he will leave his life and death to fate. He feels at ease reaping the benefits.

That's his bottom line.

He also came from a poor family in his previous life, and he took money from the poor, which was a sin.

If you make money from carnivorous animals, it means you are not as skilled as others, and he feels at ease.

This was also one of the reasons why he did not completely wipe out the Evil Tiger Gang.

A small town-level gangster, after the gang leader and the backbones were basically killed by his quick hands, how much money can the ordinary gang members and a few middle and low-level cadres have? Gangsters live from today to tomorrow, spend money lavishly, and basically have little money left.

They are all involved in gangs, either they like to eat, drink, gamble and have sex, or they are forced to support their families by life.

This is not a third-rate storytelling novel, where those who make money by illegal means go out with all their wealth every day, and martial arts masters carry the secret martial arts manuals they have practiced with them, for fear that their enemies will not be able to get them after they die.

Fairy tales are all lies. Only the rich value their lives. The lower class people are more likely to sacrifice their lives rather than their wealth. A cunning rabbit has three burrows.

After all, Zhou Shuren once said that you can cheat on my feelings, but you can't cheat on my money.

How much money can an average person earn in his entire life? If you are cheated on, you can still accept it, but if you lose your money, you would rather die than live.

Yi Chen saw it that night.

Under the 80/20 rule, the middle and senior management took away most of the profits, and most of the remaining ordinary members of the Evil Tiger Gang were, if not penniless, at least extremely poor.

Yi Chen really didn't have the time to torture them one by one, so he just killed them all.

The money they saved with their lives should be left to their families.

After all, Taoist priests don’t cut the poor.

Because he has many ways to make money.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Being grateful and repaying kindness is his second bottom line.

Thinking back to ten years ago, when he had just traveled through time, he was homeless, weak and had to compete with wild dogs for food. Damn it, he hadn't even managed to grab one, and finally fainted from hunger in a snow cave. If it weren't for his master Bai Yunzi, the grass on his grave would have been three feet high.

It was Bai Yunzi who rescued him. The tall old man gave him incomparable warmth and comfort.

Give him food, teach him martial arts, treat him as your own son, and never ask for anything in return, only give.

Although Bai Yunzi is both pedantic and saintly, he really has nothing to say about Yi Chen.

If you give me a peach, I will give you a jade in return.

Although Yi Chen's bottom line is flexible and wavering, it still has a bottom line.

"reject?"

"Do you know what you're losing?"

The smile on 'Black Robe's' face disappeared.

"A real man in this world has things he should do and things he shouldn't do."

"Although I am not a good person, I will never be ungrateful or betray my oath."

There was no frivolous look on Yi Chen's face anymore. He was extremely serious at this moment and spoke word by word.

There is great terror between life and death, but there is terror greater than that of death.

That is, the soul is wandering and helpless, drifting with the wind, going anywhere!

The mind has no anchor, no principles, and can change into any shape at any time. So, who is you, and who are you?

Even animals have the right to choose to live.

However, people should not live just for the sake of living; there must always be something persistent and something more noble than life.

The Taoist priest likes to count accounts and will not do business at a loss. However, there are always some things in the world that cannot be calculated by gains and losses.

"Hahaha, I thought the young Taoist priest was a talented person."

"I didn't expect him to be just another pedantic person."

"He is stubborn and doesn't know how to advance or retreat, nor does he know the weather."

The man in black robe had a cold expression on his face, clenched his fist with one hand, and punched Yi Chen hard in the stomach at a speed that Yi Chen could not react to at all.

The moment the fist hit Yi Chen, he felt as if he saw the dump truck that brought him to this world.

Boom! A huge force came, and the huge impact shook his internal organs and made him slide on the ground for more than ten meters.

"Are you convinced?"

The 'black robe' said coldly.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yi Chen's mouth, but he still held his head high. He slowly climbed up, his back still extremely straight, like a divine sword pointing straight to the sky.

"I still don't accept it!"

(End of this chapter)