Hearing Heilong spill his beans like beans from a bamboo tube, Jiang Qinian couldn't help but feel curious about the two talismans Jiang Wanwan had just used.
"And you? What bad things have you done?"
Old K began to speak of himself without any expression: "I am the youngest son in my family, and I have been spoiled since childhood. I get whatever I want, and everything in the world is as easy as taking candy from a bag for me. Women are just like clothes, which are replaced when they are old; money and wealth are just external things, which you can't take with you when you die."
However, fate is unpredictable. After my father passed away, my eldest brother shouldered the heavy responsibility of the entire family. Seeing him busy and running around all day, I always thought I could share some of his burden.
Therefore, if anyone dares to disobey my elder brother, cause him any grievances, or secretly trip him up, I will mercilessly skin them alive! Among these people are cops, my elder brother's sworn enemies, and even more so, those utterly despicable officials and politicians!
Shortly afterward, I simply opened the KK Park, specifically for the entertainment of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. In this way, not only could they have their fill of fun, but I could also take advantage of their weaknesses to make it easier for my brother to do things.
As time went on, more and more people were lured to the park. Since it's survival of the fittest and the weak are eliminated, it's better to make full use of their surplus value. Either make money for me, or do hard labor for me.
Those things that can't be used for anything else can only be recycled.
So I opened the KK Kidney Transplant Center. Those wealthy and powerful people, desperate to prolong their lives, had no choice but to grovel before me, begging for a healthy kidney.
"Why does your park only scam Chinese people, and not Americans or other foreigners?" Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but ask.
"My brother's arms deals are conducted in the United States to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Americans and other foreigners don't have the habit of saving money, so it's difficult for us to ask them or their families for money.
In addition, many white people like to spend all their time in nightclubs, and their kidneys are not a healthy source of kidneys.
But Chinese people are different; they are diligent, thrifty, hardworking, and have a strong sense of family responsibility, which is why we perform well.
Jiang Qinian stood aside, listening quietly, but a raging fire was already burning in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if only in this way could he suppress the urge to punch Old K to the ground immediately.
At this moment, Jiang Wanwan had no regrets about using the puppet talisman on the two men; their actions were beyond description. After dismissing them, she began to scrutinize the soldier who had stood silently to the side the entire time.
"Please introduce yourself. I don't know your name yet?"
"Thank you for saving me, Master. My name is Jiang Qinian." Jiang Qinian's eyes lit up; he had clearly recognized the beautiful, radiant girl on the high-speed train.
"How did you end up in Crescent Village?"
Jiang Qinian coughed awkwardly, then explained, "I'm a student at the National Defense University. My graduation assessment task was to infiltrate the Crescent Moon Entertainment Club in Yuncheng, Y Province, to await orders from my superior. But by a twist of fate, I saved Heilong's life, and thus took the opportunity to infiltrate his side."
Unexpectedly, his undercover identity was discovered by his younger brother, Lao K, at a large-scale drug deal. Originally, Heilong planned to send me to the KK Industrial Park to do hard labor.
I don't know which hero raided the KK compound, so Old K, to vent his anger, tortured me severely, injecting me with a large dose of drugs, and finally throwing me into a field to be used as fertilizer. I thought I was going to die! I never expected to meet you, Master, who saved my life!
"Don't call me Master, Master. My name is Jiang Wanwan. You can just call me Xiao Wan."
"Master, you also have the surname Jiang, what a coincidence!" Jiang Qinian scratched his head with one hand, looking very happy.
Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but think to herself, "This is the assessment task given to him. Look at his simple-minded yet righteous appearance, how can he be an undercover agent?"
"Master... Wanwan, what just happened between those two?"
"This is a kind of magic. From now on, they will only be able to obey me. It just so happens that these two are in your hands. Whether you can wipe out the drug cartel depends on you."
"Will they listen to me?"
"Yes, they will. From now on, they will only follow your orders." Jiang Wanwan called Heilong and the other man over and gave them instructions for the handover.
At the same time, a copy of some key evidence found in the KK Park was made and given to Jiang Qinian.
After exchanging contact information with Jiang Qinian, Jiang Wanwan realized that she had promised her parents to call them every day before leaving home. Now that a week had passed, they must be extremely worried.
After saying goodbye to Jiang Qinian, Jiang Wanwan quickly disappeared into the woods to find a place with a good signal to call home.
Since the last fire, the entire village of Xinyue has been filled with fear and unease.
"Elder, still no contact with Boss Hei?"
"The ancestral hall!" the village chief couldn't help but ask. At that moment, he was extremely anxious. The seeds that had just been planted in the ground hadn't sprouted at all after a week. They were no longer the quick-growing plants they used to be.
"The factory over there has also stopped operating. I reckon something's happened!" The elder with the pigtail was also in a state of panic.
Upon hearing this, the people in the ancestral hall began to whisper among themselves.
"Do you think it could really be divine punishment?"
"I heard that what we're growing is a thing specifically designed to harm people!"
"Do you remember the crazy old woman's house at the end of the village? Her son died from inhaling that stuff made of flour!"
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"Quiet down. No one from Boss Hei's side has come to urge us to deliver the goods. Let's just pretend we don't know. Let's wait and see. We should still plant the flowers in the fields as they need to be planted." The elder with the pigtail stood up and spoke.
The village chief looked at everyone and thought to himself that if the gang leader fell from power, he would have to make plans as soon as possible.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wanwan breathed a long sigh of relief, wondering if she should tell her parents the truth. She had been cultivating for years and didn't want to worry them every time.
"Master, can my parents cultivate?"
"We need to test your spiritual roots. Your space hasn't recovered yet. Once it does, find a few more spiritual veins, and your space will be back to normal. You won't lack cultivation resources then. It will be no problem at all to help your parents cultivate!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanwan decided to have her parents tested when she returned home, and also to refine Jiang Beixing's Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Jiang Wanwan walked to the jade gambling market in Damian Town, selected some raw stones full of spiritual energy, and planned to make a few jade pendants for her family to use for self-defense.
On the plane, Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and chatted idly with Old Xia.
"I never imagined that airplanes could fly without spirit stones. The technology in your world is quite impressive!"
"Technology has brought many conveniences, but it can also bring certain harms, such as environmental pollution, ecological crisis, war, resource shortage, and human health problems."
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