This time, the old man no longer sat in meditation, but placed a Go board in front of him, and sometimes he made a move on it, sometimes he fell into deep thought.
"There is no major situation in the past ten thousand times," said the old man: "History seems to be the same, it seems to be spiraling up, but there are always differences."
Shadow found a cushion behind him and sat down calmly: "You want to sigh that Qingchen is different from you and me."
"Why didn't you bring him back?" the old man asked.
This old man named Qingxun, I don’t know how long he has been sitting here.
Decades ago he defeated seven shadows and took his place where he is now, and since that year he has only one thing left, playing chess.
He fought and kept fighting with all the chess players in the world on a chessboard called the Federation.
This chessboard seems complicated, but few unexpected things happen, but this year one appears.
At this moment, Shadow smiled and gloated: "Since you are on the northern fleet, you should naturally know that it is not that I don't want to take Qingchen away, but that he himself thought of a way out of everyone's sight."
The old man sighed: "Steam train, in this way, the already written fate will be re-arranged."
In the old man's calculation, there is a strange variable, that is, a taboo object "power" from the other side of the Forbidden Sea.
This tail ring doesn't even have a number.
"So, in your plan, the A02 base is behind the Gods, and even the gods cannot take so many people away. You want Qingchen to personally witness the death of those Qing clan intelligence personnel, and then record the hatred for the Gods," said Shadow: "Since there is hatred and the object of hatred is still the existence of the Gods Consortium, then if he wants to take revenge, he naturally has to rely on the power of the Qing clan. He is a smart person, so he will definitely return here."
The old man didn't speak.
Shadow continued: "But now he survived with everyone. He did not plan to return here, but hid silently. I think he should have guessed something, for example, he guessed that he was caught and had your hand in A02, because there was only one person in the world who could backstabb me. So he was not only hiding from the gods, but also hiding in an inconspicuous place, silently developing his own power."
The old man still didn't speak.
Shadow said: "When he appears again, I'm afraid that even you will feel afraid of that force. This time, he will not target a certain consortium, but will stand on the opposite side of the Federation, including you."
At this time, the old man chuckled softly: "Xiao Zhun, you were wrong."
"Hmm?" Shadow's eyes changed slightly.
The old man said calmly: "You and I are just dust in history, he is the future of Qing family. I can accept the ending of both fates."
Shadow was silent for a long time: "I'm very curious. You took all your troubles to get the taboo ACE-002 Tiandi chessboard. What's the use of it? Since Li Shutong entered the game, many things have become confusing. I know you have activated a secret force, but I don't know what they are doing. Can you let me see the future you see too?"
Shadow has shadow troops.
You know, the head of the Qing family was once a shadow, and now the previous generation shadow unit that had been sleeping for a long time has awakened, but it has disappeared.
"What are you going to see?" the old man asked calmly.
"I just want to see... see if he will live in the future," Shadow said.
The old man shook his head: "Someone can see it, but you can't. Fate is a mysterious thing. If the future is already acceptable to you, then don't try to change it."
"Forget it, I won't look at it anymore," Shadow stood up and waved her hand casually: "By the way... do you think he can start from scratch and have the power to reverse the Federation."
The old man's move was stopped: "I don't know."
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City No. 22, District Ninth.
The 8 Red Turban teams, they broke into pieces and walked into the darkness.
In the command center, the screen projected a recorder worn by each C-level master on the chest, which facilitates the command center to see the overall situation.
Luo Wanya and Zhang Qinghuan stayed in the command center. Zhang Qinghuan glanced at the book spread out on the table, which was a book called "Modern History of the Federation".
Zhang Qinghuan asked, "Are you studying?"
"Well," Luo Wanya nodded: "What parents do is getting bigger and bigger. If I don't study, I will not be able to keep up with him."
"Then why do you need to study history and not management?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.
Luo Wanya glanced at him: "Management teaches how to manage enterprises, and what parents need to do is not enough to just learn to manage enterprises. We must learn from history."
Zhang Qinghuan sighed: "Lao Luo, you are almost fifty years old, and you are still working so hard? I admire you."
Luo Wanya changed the topic: "By the way, I heard that you were assassinated today? Someone saved you?"
"Yes," Zhang Qinghuan said: "That was planned. I suspect it was planned by Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Mubei."
"Hmm?" Luo Wanya was stunned for a moment: "Why do you say this? Xiaoqi has already interrogated it. Both killers are the bottom-level killers of the Dragon Pattern Society."
Zhang Qing laughed: "Have you forgotten? Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Xiaobei are both genetic warriors. As genetic warriors, they come to join the art club and are willing to start from the bottom. Do you think normal genetic warriors will do this?"
Zhang Qinghuan: "After they joined, they were eager to make contributions with me for the first time. They clearly wanted to quickly enter our internal core level and be reused. So I said at that time that they were too reckless and denied their contributions. Don't worry, I will help you stare at such people with ulterior motives."
Zhang Qinghuan: "This time they pretended to save my life and took the killer of the Dragon Pattern Club. They also wanted me to be grateful to them, but I didn't. When I was interviewing, I thought they had ulterior motives, and Gao Yang, I said that he must be from other clubs, and you still have to keep it with you."
Luo Wanya opened his mouth and said nothing for a while. It was not until the end that he broke out a few words: "Great wisdom is like foolishness."
Zhang Qinghuan smiled confidently and said, "Those people thought I was really stupid. Haha, in fact, I have seen through their ideas for a long time."
Although the process is a bit different, Luo Wanya knows that the two spade celebrities are indeed working hard to get in touch with the core of power of the art club...
However, the efforts of the spade celebrities were all strangled by Zhang Qinghuan.
To be honest, Luo Wanya couldn't tell whether Zhang Qinghuan was really smart or fake.
At this moment, Xiao Qi's voice sounded from the command center: "Arrival."
Immediately afterwards, other captains also said: "Arrival."
"arrival."
"arrival."
Eight teams wore button-type communication equipment and came to the eight residential buildings. There were two owners leading the way standing beside them.
They were waiting quietly.
After Luo Wanya confirmed that all the teams had arrived, he whispered: "Wait for you to triumph, unify the mountains and rivers, and act."
The next moment, Xiaoqi made a tactical gesture, causing the seventeen team members behind him to rush into the residential building. They quickly arrived at the ninth floor under the guidance of the owner.
He himself held a dagger in his mouth and climbed up quickly along the windowsill outside the building.
As soon as the team members climbed the stairs, two members of the club who were guarding the stairs were alarmed.
"you……"
As soon as the members of the club asked, Xiao Qi had appeared behind them like a ghost, but saw him gently pinching the other party's neck and carotid artery, the two members of the club fainted and fell to the ground.
Xiaoqi whispered: "Action should be fast."
From the beginning, Xiaoqi and his team learned about the internal structure of the entire building with the help of the owner, and knew where there were guards.
At this time, Xiaoqi had arrived on the ninth floor, which was the base camp of the "Life Together for a hundred years and Eat and Drink Spicy" club.
As soon as they entered the ninth floor, they heard the faint sob of women.
Two members of the club were patrolling the corridor. When they saw Xiaoqi, they were about to raise their guns. But before they could open the firearm security, they saw Xiaoqi coming to the two of them with a cold face and punching their abdomen.
"Back down all," Xiaoqi said coldly.
He walked forward alone, while the team members behind him rushed into the rooms. For a moment, the continuous wailing sounded on the ninth floor, like the purgatory on earth.
Xiaoqi walked to the end of the corridor, pushed open a door, and suddenly saw Liu Bing, the boss of the club, pressing a young woman under him and tearing the other person's clothes.
"Who are you?" Liu Bing asked.
Xiaoqi came to him: "Your wild father."
Liu Bing stood up and punched, but the seemingly powerful punch was tightly clamped by Xiao Qi in his palm.
Xiaoqi said slowly: "Every time I see a scum like you, I can't help but praise the ambitions of my parents."
As he said that, he held the other person's fist, pulled out a dagger from his waist with his right hand, and stabbed it into the other person's heart.
Xiaoqi looked at Liu Bing's eyes slowly losing focus, and slowly knelt in front of him.
In this operation, the primary goal of all clubs must be killed, and the remaining people must undergo labor reforms of different lengths in buildings controlled by parents' meetings, step on sewing machines, assemble electronic components, and stack paper boxes.
One day in the future, they will hand over all these scumbags to the judiciary in the New World.
New World.
This is the real goal of the parent meeting.
Every time Xiao Qi thought of these three words, he felt his blood boiling. He squatted down and took off his coat and put it on the girl: "It's okay."
As he said that, Xiaoqi turned around and walked out of the room. He stood in the corridor to make sure that all the team members were safe and that all the members of the club had been subdued.
He said in the communication channel: "The mountains and rivers are safe."