Chapter 539 Old Friends
Zhong Yi's expression remained unchanged: "So what if you saw me? Can't I come here to do business?"
"Your entertainment company? Let's not talk about why you are an executive of a Korean company. You don't understand entertainment, so you are not suitable for this kind of company. You must have other intentions for coming here."
"Why don't I understand entertainment? I haven't seen you for so many years. You know nothing about me. Why can't I learn this business?"
"Bah." Karl pouted and said contemptuously: "When I went to your company to discuss business and asked to see you, the employees all said that it was useless to see you and you were not responsible for this."
"..." Zhong Yi stroked his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I just come here to play with celebrities, okay? You've been around for so long, celebrities are fun, right? Let's get two tonight."
"Why do you have to deny it so clearly..." Carl said with a smile: "Even if you are here to kill people, would I sell you out for the sake of loyalty to this organization? After all, we have a life-and-death friendship."
Zhong Yi rolled his eyelids and said, "What's the point of selling it or not? If you have the guts, just tell your superior that you found a familiar Chinese supernatural person who came here to run an entertainment company and see how he reacts."
"But you are not an ordinary psychic..." Carl paused for a moment and sighed, "But you are right. When I tell others, most people don't take it seriously. There are psychics everywhere in this era. Who cares about them... But only I know how terrible you are."
Zhong Yi remained silent.
Just like most people would not take this fat guy seriously, but only he knows how scary he is.
People lack awareness of the length of their lives... They have mastered too many abilities over a long period of time. Just in terms of fighting ability, Zhong Yi dares to say that after so many years of training, the number of people in the world who can beat him in fighting can be counted on the handful of hands.
Of course, in the age of superpowers, fighting ability itself is not too important, this is just one example. In terms of the use of energy and the tempering of mental strength, he also feels that he is at the top of the world.
The same goes for the fat guy in front of me. Anyone who thinks he has no other ability besides sucking blood to prolong his life is wrong.
The two were silent for a moment and stopped talking temporarily.
Carl swirled the wine in his glass, watching the liquid swirl into a vortex and then slowly subside. After a while, he lowered his voice: "Our conflict with the Mafia has been quite serious recently, but if it was you who did it, the nature would probably be more serious - their conflict is at most for grabbing territory and interests, and you are brewing something very serious, right?"
Zhong Yi laughed: "What are you imagining? What have I done to offend anyone by running an entertainment company?"
You are crazy. This involves national affairs. Who would tell you? Even if you are close friends, it won't work. What's more, you haven't had any contact for 20 years. God knows if you can still be considered friends.
Carl suddenly laughed and said, "Why are you being so secretive? Why don't I just get it straight. You're here for Sandro, right?"
Zhong Yi thought to himself, as expected, this fat guy is from Sandro's organization.
Of course he could continue to play dumb and ask who Sandro was... But now that things have come to this, Zhong Yi also wants to get some information about Sandro from Carl, and continuing to play dumb would be a waste of this clue.
He sipped his wine and said casually, "You know, I have been studying my ability to live forever. I am very interested in things related to this stuff, which is why I met you back then."
Carl nodded: "Yes."
"Sandro's undead abilities are obviously related to immortality, or the change of life and death." Zhong Yi said: "Of course I am very interested in his abilities, but I don't know how to meet him... Can you help introduce him to me?"
To find the White Tiger, besides looking for it directly, there is a more direct way, which is to find Sandro.
To this day, Sandro has never shown his face. No one knows what he looks like, and no one knows where he is - it may not even be clear whether he is a man or a woman. His voice transmission may be completely changed, which is not difficult at all for a powerful psychic.
Zhong Yi knew why their people had "disappeared" recently. It was obvious that Chu Jiangliu was secretly arresting people, trying to find information about Sandro or Baihu. But since Captain Thomson, who was captured by Chu Ge and put into the book, could not get Sandro's whereabouts, the chances of others knowing were not high. So Chu Jiangliu misled them and caused a conflict between Sandro's organization and the new Mafia supernatural organization. The situation of power conflict made it easier for the leader to surface.
It is more likely that the so-called mafia are all puppets secretly supported by Chu Jiangliu... I don't know if Rabbit is so gangster to the outside world. In short, Zhong Yi thinks that the guy who can deliberately let the spiritual energy abroad run wild should be a gangster to a reassuring level.
Carl's coming to see him was most likely a sign that Sandro was surfacing. The person Sandro wanted to talk to should be Chu Jiangliu.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard Carl laughing: "You want to see Sandro?"
Zhong Yi felt that his smile was a bit strange, and he was confused for a moment: "Why, I can't meet him? Or are you not qualified to introduce him? You are doing so badly..."
"You can meet him...but anyone who sees Sandro will either die or join the gang. There is no third choice. You have to think it over carefully." Carl sipped his wine leisurely and added, "Also, don't even think about catching me and interrogating me about Sandro's whereabouts. No one in the world knows where he is."
Zhong Yiqi asked: "Then how do you contact each other?"
"He has a lot of skeletons, just send one and they'll make contact."
"…So you're taking me to see a skeleton?"
"Do you want to know the secret of Sandro's undead power, or do you want to know where Sandro is? If it's the former, does it matter whether the person you're talking to is a skeleton or a stone?"
Zhong Yi nodded and said with a smile: "It's been such a long time since we last met. You seem to be more philosophical than before."
Karl glared: "Nonsense, I have always been a philosopher!"
"Heh..." Zhong Yi said calmly, "Since we only have two choices after meeting, I must go back and think about it. If I want to die, I have to leave a suicide note to my friends. Let's do this for now. I'll contact you tomorrow. By the way, you pay the bill."
"If there's one thing about you that hasn't changed in the past twenty years, besides your face, it's your stinginess."
Zhong Yi drank the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, waved his hand, turned around and left.
I don't know how long he was gone, but the bartender slowly appeared beside Carl, pretending to clean up the table, and whispered, "Why don't you just arrest him?"
Carl finished his drink with a smile: "If Sandro doesn't show up, I can't catch him even if there are a hundred of you."
The waiter was surprised and asked, "He is so powerful?"
"certainly."
"If you know how powerful he is, why didn't Sandro ambush him?"
"If Sandro escapes, they will be the happiest ones, you idiot!" Carl glared at him unhappily. "He will fall into the trap tomorrow anyway, so why alert him?"
After saying this, he pinched his head and felt a headache: "The intelligence of this generation of people has begun to decline. It's terrible."
Zhong Yi returned to the rental house, blocked the surrounding eavesdropping, and called Chu Jiangliu directly: "I will see Sandro tomorrow. Although the other party said that he only saw a skeleton, I think if they want to keep me, then Sandro's true identity will definitely be revealed."
Chu Jiangliu took a deep breath: "They finally couldn't stand it anymore."
Zhong Yi said: "Finally?"
"Yes, because if they don't 'negotiate', I will secretly kill all their people one by one."
Zhong Yi: "Fuck. Is it that straightforward? It's a far cry from the national war level I imagined."
"It's not bad, it's better than a real business war."
“…”
"Besides, we haven't reached the level of a national war. On the contrary, I don't want to cause a national war. Then it won't be called a national war, but a third war."
"Okay. Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Chu Jiangliu groaned for a moment and said, "I'll make some other preparations... You notify Chu Ge. It would be best if he can come over. My role in this matter is not as important as his."
"His strength..."
Chu Jiangliu's tone was filled with a rare bit of pride: "If they make arrangements with the expectation of dealing with my SSS, they will find out when they meet Chu Ge... the so-called SSS classification is just a foolish mortal's reckless speculation."
(End of this chapter)
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