Jay Chou transforms into a lone wolf, wearing a dirty black cloak, walking through the streets of an old industrial area.
The residents here are all fourth-class citizens of Wall One, collectively referred to as 'redundant population' according to the city council's official classification, which translates to worthless garbage population.
They wouldn't even be chosen for conscription.
Weak, sickly, and plagued by bad habits, 'perpetual poverty' is the symbol of their lives. The goods circulating here are all defective products or unwanted industrial waste rejected from primary and secondary markets.
He has been wanted ever since he killed the soldier in the trauma team. Su Jin and Li Qinglong jointly drafted the identity of the killer. Although they were not sure, the person on the wanted poster was indeed Zhou Jie.
In just a few days, he lost everything, his brothers died, and he ended up in this state. The main reason for this was not the trauma action team, but that man named Qin Che.
Through the past two days of investigation, Zhou Jie has also learned that he has information channels in the wealthy area. He does not know about Yuan Lin's secret execution, but he knows that Qin Che is safe and sound and was even given a grand reception by the city council. He also heard that the higher-ups will give him a position within the system.
Hmph, a villain has gained power.
After paying, Zhou Jie found a dilapidated room, lay down on the filthy bed, and pondered his next plan.
To deal with someone like Qin Che, we must devise a plan from the beginning, rather than rushing in to kill him like a brute; that would be impossible.
As a psionic master, Zhou Jie has the confidence to start over.
He built his empire from scratch over half his life, only to lose it all in one night. He vowed to avenge this humiliation!
With Qin Che's image constantly in his mind, Zhou Jie planned to first use the existing resources to establish a reliable intelligence system in the wealthy area, and then slowly plan until he could completely kill Qin Che.
Zhou Jie understood that he had to fight for this for the rest of his life.
To avenge our fallen brothers and sisters!
Bang! Bang!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Jay Chou jumped up in a flash, "Who?"
Bang! Bang!
There was no answer from outside the door, but then there were two more sounds.
Zhou Jie frowned, cautiously stepped forward, and opened the door to the room.
To his surprise, a young man was standing at the door. He was also covered by an inconspicuous cloak. It was only after he saw Zhou Jie that he slowly lifted the cloak, revealing a delicate face. His hair and face were clean, and his features were clear. He looked very wealthy, not like the poor people often seen on the streets.
"Zhou Jie, right?"
The next second, a blue light began to flash in Zhou Jie's eyes.
The young man laughed and said, "Don't be nervous. Here, no one can do anything to you. You should know that better than I do."
"Who are you?" Zhou Jie asked.
"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that someone downstairs wants to see you." The young man pointed down the street through the window.
Two towering, muscular soldiers, clad in black armor and wielding large spears, stood on either side. A black car sat quietly beneath them. The street was deserted; the residents of the homeless neighborhood had all hidden themselves, their eyes peering out from behind dark doors, their expressions revealing tension and fear.
Zhou Jie raised an eyebrow slightly. "You know where this place is, right?"
"So what? My husband can go wherever he wants, and no one can stop him."
After saying that, the young man turned and went downstairs. After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Jie was sure that the other party was not an enemy, so he followed him downstairs.
This is a street for homeless people. If it's an enemy, there's no need to waste time talking to them. You can just take action. Even if it affects the residents here, it's not illegal because nobody cares about what happens here.
It doesn't matter how many fourth-class citizens die.
The young man opened the car door for him, but Zhou Jie didn't get in because there was no one else in the car except the driver.
"What's the meaning?"
"This isn't the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else. I'll take you there." After saying that, the young man got into the passenger seat.
Zhou Jie hesitated for a moment, then followed.
The car drove for a while and came to the vicinity of a garbage mountain. Inside, there was an abandoned factory. In the center of the open space, there was a table and a chair. An old and frail man sat in a wheelchair, quietly watching him.
“You are…” Zhou Jie asked, frowning.
"Zhou Jie, you used to be an associate of the car gang. After Jia Ren died, to avoid the purge, you came to the old industrial area and lived among the residents. You started from scratch and founded a mercenary organization with your name at the top. Unfortunately, it all came to nothing..."
A glint flashed in Zhou Jie's eyes: "Since you know me, you should know that I will not cooperate with you."
He had realized that since the old man in front of him could say the name 'Jia Ren', he must be a high-ranking member of the city council.
The old man wasn't angry. He smiled faintly and said, "You're facing a crisis right now and need someone to help you. I'm willing to lend you a hand. How about we kill that Qin Che together?"
Zhou Jie narrowed his eyes: "Who exactly are you!"
The young man pushed the old man out from behind the long table. The old man sat calmly in his wheelchair and said with a smile, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I have a way to help you advance to the extraordinary level. I wonder... are you interested?"
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"Qin Che's entry into the game has completely disrupted the existing balance. No wonder someone would take action; the higher-ups can no longer sit idly by."
Deng Xian took a sip of his freshly brewed coffee and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance of the mansion. The greenery here was like jade, and it didn't look like living in the desert at all. Two maids stood behind him, and Jiang Cheng stood in front of the pool with his hands behind his back.
He said casually, "You little slut, I didn't know you were having an affair with the Scorpion Gang."
Deng Xian chuckled and said, "I didn't found the Scorpion Gang. In the eyes of the higher-ups, I'm just a conduit for communication with foreign forces. Do you think I provided those new weapons? We all work in the same unit. Everyone has a powerful backer. Do you want to know who Duan Wujiu's superior is? You'll definitely be interested."
Jiang Cheng shook his head: "I'm not interested in that. But, are you really planning to cooperate with them?"
Deng Xian took a sip of coffee and said, "Since that lord has personally shown up, do you and I still have the possibility of refusing? Judging from the time, the second batch of goods from Sandcastle is already on its way. I just sent a telegram, and the Scorpion Gang will make their move on the way. They will intercept a batch of their goods first and see Qin Che's reaction."
Jiang Cheng: "If you use the old city in the southwest as a testing ground for new weapons, you'll be in deep trouble if you get caught."
Deng Xian snorted coldly: "Brother, you're overthinking it. Even if they fall, what does it have to do with me? The Scorpion Gang is the Scorpion Gang, and the City Council is the City Council. You need to distinguish between them."
Jiang Cheng sighed: "Another bloodbath is about to begin... I wonder how many people will die..."
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