Zhou Li has good intentions towards most people.
Of course, the vast majority of people do not belong to Zhou Li's "majority", because most of Zhou Li's standards have double standards, can be defined at will, and have no shame. And obviously, Yin Jue is not among the majority of people.
So as a "very small minority", Zhou Li would definitely not have any good thoughts about Yin Jue. It could be said that any activity that had anything to do with obeying the law would not be within the scope of Zhou Li's thoughts. For Yin Jue, Zhou Li, a strange species that resembles the oily structure of the abyss, is an unpredictable existence, because he still doesn't know what Zhou Li is going to do.
Yes, until now, Yinjue didn't know what Zhou Li was going to do. He experienced being severely insulted by Zhou Li who rushed to his house, his subordinates were beaten until they fainted by Zhou Li, Mr. Yin's blood pressure was raised due to Zhou Li's anger, and Zhou Li overtly and covertly ostracized and ridiculed him. But even after going through so much, he still had no idea what Zhou Li had done.
What is the point of this comparison?
It is said that if you want to defeat someone, you must find his purpose, and then arrange countermeasures according to the opponent's purpose to resist the opponent's attack.
But the problem is that Yinjue can't guess Zhou Li's purpose at all.
"I still don't understand."
In the dark room, Yin Jue stared at the empty table and muttered to himself, "What on earth is he going to do?"
"Isn't he a brave man? Shouldn't he be fighting, ascending, gaining the favor of the gods, and saving everything? What on earth is he doing?"
"To be honest, he has done more than anyone imagined, including me."
There was no light in the room, only the residual light from the distant setting sun fell through the curtains into the room. Looking at the remaining ray of light, Yinjue's expression seemed to have changed, and he said softly:
"In just a few years, he gained countless wealth. He obtained the Dusk Forest, became the Black Emperor, and established his own country. He deceived the goddess of life, killed the god of death, and destroyed the remnants of the ancient gods. Now he The army under his command has surpassed our imagination, and the wealth has accumulated to a terrifying level. Zhou Li has clearly done better than all the previous brave men, but he is still not satisfied."
"What on earth is he going to do?!"
Yin Jue suddenly hammered the table with a ferocious expression, and a stern look appeared on his handsome face, "Why does he want to wade into this muddy water?! Why does he have to come into contact with the remnants of that family? What exactly is Tariq's west? What is so attractive to him? Why doesn’t he go to Magnum to consolidate his strength, develop, evolve, and collect cards from the gods?! Why does he do all this useless work? Why doesn’t he save the world?!”
"If it's just an underground black market, I'll give it to him as much as he wants. Doesn't he understand that Twelve Hours exists for the brave to save everything? But is that black market mine? It's Twelve Hours Really? Does he really think it’s a black market?!!!”
"He wants money, power, and people. I can give him whatever he wants. Even if he wants my life, I can just put the knife on my neck and hand it to him. But why did he choose to provoke them? No. To uncover those scars? Does that mean anything about his duty to save the world?"
His fists were clenched and his eyes were bloodshot. If anyone who knew Yin Jue were to see him now, he would definitely feel fear. Because at this time, Yin Jue had completely lost his original grace and elegance, and was only left with a hysterical fierceness. He was trembling and roaring like an evil beast that chose people to devour.
"I can see it."
That gentle, peaceful voice that belonged to Yin Jue's surface sounded. He looked out of the corner of his eye. The muscles on his face were obviously distorted, but his voice had a calming power. "He is pursuing the truth."
"What's the point of the truth?!"
Yin Jue punched his own leg, pressed the corner of his mouth, and stared hard, "The nails should be driven into the board, the screws should be in the bolts, and the machine should operate without distinction between black and white. The truth, the truth What is the use?"
"No, we can't let him come into contact with the remnants of that freak family again."
Holding his trembling hands on his chest, Yin Jue lowered his head and kept murmuring, "Kill her, you can't keep her, you absolutely can't keep her. God is loving and supreme, and he will not kill me for this, no. Yes, I still have value.”
"Kill her."
With his fingers trembling, Yin Jue took out his communicator and dialed a number. The moment the number rang, Yinjue's expression suddenly calmed down, and his trembling hands stabilized, as if nothing had happened.
"How many bodies are left in the laboratory?"
"Three."
On the other end of the phone, a man with no emotion or any ups and downs rang.
"Put it all into Mosk, I want to use it."
"Are you crazy?"
The communicator was stunned after hearing Yin Jue's order, and then asked with puzzlement, "Don't you know that the black market and the roads on the ground are blocked now? If you send out the experimental subjects at this time, you will be directly exposed. , do you want to start the plan in advance?"
"The launch of the plan was not decided by me at all, it was the will of the gods. Remember, don't repeat today's problem again. Tariq is the destined fuse. All we have to do is wait for the orders of the gods and bring The factors that threaten this country will be eliminated, do you understand?"
"clear."
A respectful voice came from the other end of the communicator. Yin Jue was silent for a moment, and then continued: "The remnants of the Louis family have appeared."
"How can it be?"
This time, the voice on the other end of the phone was extremely shocked and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure? Are you sure you are from the Louis family?!"
"I am sure."
Yin Jue sat on a soft leather chair, his voice without any ripples, "Being able to walk freely in the building built by the mad king, there is no other possibility except for the remnants of the Louis family."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Hearing this, the tone on the other end of the phone suddenly became much louder, "I have confirmed that everyone is dead. The fire was a gift from the gods. Their repentance was confirmed by the gods. Their bloodline was cut off by their own hands." Do it. Are you questioning the gods, questioning the fact that the gods cannot even destroy a mortal family?!"
"Don't test me!"
Yin Jue gritted his teeth and said sternly: "God's will is not something that people like you and me can figure out. Our task is to ensure that Tarik will not have any unstable factors, solve her, and let the experimental subjects solve her. Don't No more wasting our time.”
"The most unstable factor now is the brave man beside you."
With a sneer, the other end of the communicator said to Yin Jue: "You have cut off the only way for the experimental subjects to appear in the city without being discovered. I told you before not to open a rescue station and not to rescue those homeless people. , now it’s fine, the experimental subjects don’t even have a chance to appear in the city.”
"After three days, let the experimental subjects wait under the pharmacy. I have a way."
After Yinjue said the last words, he turned off the communicator. With a slight exertion of his right hand, a piece of scrap metal was thrown into the trash can. Yin Jue raised his eyes slightly, and in the dim light, his expression was very dazed.
The fuse…
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"is this okay?"
Huang Yi squatted on a slightly raised brick on the wall of the alley, holding his hands in a posture that was beyond the reach of humans. He asked Zhou Li in front of him with a worried look: "Will Yin Jue find out?"
"Nonsense, Yinjue is nothing like that."
Zhou Li twitched his lips with a very wicked expression, "Let me tell you, there was something wrong with your performance when Yin Jue called you and asked you to beat me up."
When Huang Yi heard the words, he immediately listened attentively and asked humbly: "What's the matter? I think what I agreed to at the time was quite good, and there were no flaws."
"I agreed, that's the biggest flaw."
Zhou Li clapped his hands and explained to Huang Yi: "Brother, think about it carefully, how is your relationship with Yin Jue?"
"We can't say we are brothers, we can only say we are incompatible with each other."
Huang Yi did not hesitate and said calmly: "This imbecile bullied me back then because I didn't understand finance. He lent me money that I had to pay nine times a year and then slaughtered my brother like a pig. If I hadn't taken advantage of him while I was hiding, I would have killed him." It’s that slut who wears a mobile gold coin every day. It seems that the mentally retarded man named Yin was beaten with a sack and I have to pay back the fifty thousand gold coins I borrowed for the rest of my life.”
"Yes, look, you know that your relationship is not good. Do you think Yin Jue knows that your relationship is not good?"
Faced with Zhou Li's question, Huang Yi seemed to understand something, and said in a vague way: "He must also understand that my relationship with him is not good. After all, the second-hand thing I gave him before he returned home from nine out of nine. The intelligence officer named Hank was beaten with a sack and his medical expenses were not compensated."
"Yes, so you had some problems with your promise at that time."
Zhou Li stamped his feet and said sadly: "How could you agree so quickly? You just added 250,000 yuan in supplies, which is obviously less. You said, if you want Yin Jue to do something for you, he How much do I have to charge you?”
"He probably won't charge any money, but he will have to make me owe a bigger favor. Sooner or later, I will have to pay back my capital with interest for the rest of my life."
Huang Yi is not like Torea or Don Quixote. He is very good at fighting, but at the same time, his animal power can be said to be evenly matched with Zhou Li's, but his poor view of money limits his strength. After Zhou Li's prompting, he instantly understood what Zhou Li meant. He looked at Zhou Li and said hesitantly:
"You mean, I agreed too quickly?"
"right."
Zhou Li nodded and said calmly: "Yin Jue may have been suspicious. After all, you only asked for 250,000 yuan in supplies, which is a drop in the bucket for the Commercial Church. What we have to do now is to dispel Yin Jue's ideas. concern."
"How to cancel?"
Huang Yi frowned and asked worriedly: "Yin Jue is a very cautious person. Now if I suddenly come to your door and tell him to add money, he will definitely become suspicious. This..."
"So, we have to use the method we used before to make him subconsciously think that you were just hot-tempered at the time. Now you regret it but you still want to do this."
"any solution?"
Looking at Huang Yi who was a little confused in front of him, Zhou Li grinned and said a few words softly. When a simple and brainless but philosophical plan appeared in Huang Yi's ears, Huang Yi was immediately shocked, and then looked at Zhou Li in reverence, convinced.
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"Mr. Yin, I have a letter from you."
Mr. Yin, who was stopped just as he was about to enter the office, took the envelope, smiled at the female staff member, opened the office door and walked in, preparing for a day's work. But before going to work, Mr. Yin still opened the envelope. The letter that reached him from the front desk was not something ordinary people would send.
Opening the envelope, a familiar seal appeared on it. The combination of long sword and flame represents the most essential element of war. Looking at this rude and devoid of artistic beauty, Mr. Yin frowned and endured the discomfort as he read on.
The content of the letter is very simple. It starts with standard obscenities, followed by greetings with dirty words, and then comes the more nutritious and specific content.
[Old man climbs in and looks out the back window]
Sighing, Mr. Yin shook his head helplessly and amusedly. He didn't bother to pay attention to Huang Yi, who had a dull mind. If this person wasn't powerful and could sell everything for profit, he wouldn't bother to care about this person. Throwing the letter aside, Mr. Yin completely regarded the letter as a prank, and then began to look at this year's financial statements.
call out!
Suddenly, a voice came from the window. Mr. Yin subconsciously raised his head, and then his eyes were split. Because what was lifted up by a strange force outside the window and slowly fell was his beloved oriental porcelain. He quickly ran to the window, opened it, and stretched out his hand to catch his porcelain.
Then, a rope was put around Mr. Yin's neck with such precision, and with a bang, Mr. Yin turned into a perfect parabola and disappeared from the sixteenth floor like an angry bird.
I hurried, hurried, hurried! ! ! ! ! !
Mr. Yin had no idea that things would develop to this point. Last time, Huang Yi also asked him to look out the window and see Huang Yi personally carving the pattern of "Mr. Yin and the Dog" on the hilltop not far away. But he never expected that Huang Yi would do it in broad daylight and shoot himself out with a rope.
Just as Mr. Yin was falling in despair, a familiar voice sounded from his ears. With skillful movements, a standard woven sack appeared on Mr. Yin's upper body. At the same time, Huang Yi kicked Mr. Yin onto his back with a flying kick, landing perfectly in mid-air with ease.
Then, under the shocked gazes of the guards and employees of the Commercial Church, Huang Yi, who was wearing a black night jacket and a crooked mask on his face, grinned, then bent down and sprinted out in a standard athlete's posture. At this time, the guards realized that a pervert in tight clothes carrying a torn sack was not supposed to be here, and began to pursue him.
But everything was over. It was obvious that Huang Yi, in addition to excellent combat experience, had honed his ability to escape during so many years of fighting.
