This time the old man no longer sat quietly, but placed a Go board in front of him, sometimes making moves on it, and sometimes falling into deep thought.
"There are nineteen roads across the world, and there is no repeating pattern throughout the ages," the old man said. "History seems to be the same. It seems to be spiraling, but there are always differences."
Shadow found a futon behind him and sat down calmly: "You want to express your feelings that Qingchen is different from you and me."
"Why didn't you bring him back?" the old man asked.
This old man named Qing Xun has been sitting here for who knows how long.
Decades ago, he defeated seven shadows and sat in his current position. From that year on, there was only one thing left for him to do, play chess...
On a chessboard called the Federation with all the chess players in the world, they are constantly fighting and fighting.
This chessboard seems complicated, but unexpected things rarely happen, but one thing happened this year.
At this time, Shadow smiled and gloated: "Since you have someone on the Northern Fleet Group, you should know that it's not that I don't want to take Qingchen away, but that he has thought of a way to escape everyone's sight."
The old man sighed: "Steam train."
Shadow said: "You should be able to calculate that the steam train will stop there, and you should also be able to calculate that this forbidden object can help Qingchen get out of trouble, but you definitely didn't expect that he could take away so many people with just one gold coin."
There was a strange variable in the old man's calculations, which was a forbidden 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 away so many people. You want Qingchen to personally witness the death of those Qing's intelligence personnel, and then write down this report on the Gods
Hatred," Shadow said: "Since there is hatred, and the object of hatred is still an existence like the God Generation Consortium, then if he wants to take revenge, he will naturally have to rely on the power of the Qing family. He is a smart man, so he will definitely come back here."
The old man said nothing.
Shadow continued: "But now that he has survived with everyone, he has no intention of returning here, but is hiding silently. I think he should have guessed something, for example, he guessed that he was captured a02 You have
Because he guessed the identity of Zheng Xiang, that Zard. So he is not only hiding from the Gods, but also hiding from you, and then 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 even you will be afraid of that power. This time, he is definitely not targeting a certain consortium, but standing on the opposite side of the Federation, including you.
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At this time, the old man laughed softly: "Xiao Zhun, you are wrong."
"Huh?" Shadow's eyes changed slightly.
The old man said calmly: "Let's not talk about whether he can hibernate and develop his own power. Even if he can, why should I be afraid? You and I are just the dust of history, and he is the future of the Qing family. Time passes through the ages.
We must learn to accept the changes that have not yet occurred, and do not resist this era."
Shadow was silent for a long time: "Do you know where he is now?"
"The Federation is so big, it's impossible for me to pay attention to every corner, but in this world, it's hard to find a mediocre person, but it's not difficult to find a smart person," the old man said calmly: "When he becomes popular, he will naturally
Appeared. Pay attention to the changes in the Federation. Wherever there are new things, he will be there."
Shadow curled his lips and stood up: "You just don't want me to help him kill Kamdai Yunhe. What are you trying to do? I don't believe you don't know that he broke one of Kamdai Yunhe's arms."
The old man said calmly: "Xiao Zhun, this person wants to be killed by himself."
"I know, I have no intention of helping him," Shadow waved his hand: "By the way... do you think he can have the power to reverse the Federation from scratch?"
The old man's hand paused: "I don't know."
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City No. 22, District 9.
There are 8 red scarf teams, each team has 18 people, consisting of a C-level team and 17 D-level team members.
They broke into pieces and walked into the night.
In the command center, the recorder worn on the chest of each C-level master is projected on the screen, allowing the command center to have an overview of the overall situation.
Luo Wanya and Zhang Qinghuan stayed in the headquarters. Zhang Qinghuan glanced at the book spread out on the table, which was a "Modern History of the Federation."
Zhang Qinghuan asked: "Are you studying?"
"Well," Luo Wanya nodded: "The things my parents do are getting bigger and bigger. If I don't study, I won't be able to keep up with him."
"Then why should we study history instead of management?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.
Luo Wanya glanced at him: "Management studies teach how to manage a business, and what parents have to do is not just learning to manage a business, they have to 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 subject: "By the way, I heard that you were assassinated today? Someone rescued you?"
"Yes," Zhang Qinghuan said, "That was premeditated. I suspect it was Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Mubei who planned it."
"Huh?" Luo Wanya was stunned for a moment: "Why did you say that? Xiaoqi has been interrogated and the two killers are the lowest level killers of the Dragon Mark Society."
Zhang Qinghuan smiled: "Have you forgotten, Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Xiaobei are both gene warriors. They joined the art club as gene warriors and willingly started from the bottom. Do you think normal gene warriors would be like this?"
Zhang Qinghuan: "After they joined me, they were eager to make contributions in their first action with me. They clearly wanted to quickly break into our internal core layer and be reused. So I said at the time that they were too reckless and denied their credit. Don't worry, I
I will help you keep an eye on people with ulterior motives like this."
Zhang Qinghuan: "This time they pretended to save my life again and captured the killer of the Dragon Mark Society. They also wanted me to thank them, but I didn't. When I was interviewed, I felt that they had ulterior motives, and that Gao Yang, I
I told him that he must be from another club, but you still want to keep him with you."
Luo Wanya opened his mouth, but didn't say anything for a while, until finally a few words came out: "A great wisdom is like a fool."
Zhang Qinghuan said with a confident smile: "Those people thought I was really stupid. Haha, in fact, I have seen through their thoughts a long time ago."
Although the process is a little different, Luo Wanya knows that the two spades are indeed trying to get in touch with the core of power in the art society...
However, the efforts of the big spades were stifled by Zhang Qinghuan.
To be honest, Luo Wanya couldn't tell for a moment whether Zhang Qinghuan was really smart or fake.
But the key point is, in this way, wouldn’t the boss be always excluded from the inner circle...?
Moreover, the boss's current purpose is to unite with Spades and let Spades experience firsthand how important what the parent-teacher association is doing now.
Then, let the many masters of spades become the support for the Parents' Association to occupy the lower three districts of all cities.
In the current parent-teacher association, only one C-level can lead a team to fight against other clubs.
If Spades can be integrated into the team, then maybe an A-level or B-level person will lead a team?
Doesn’t this push all societies to the ground and rub them?
Luo Wanya looked at Zhang Qinghuan, thinking about how to let this guy go free, and quickly let Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei blend in...
At this moment, Xiao Qi's voice sounded in the headquarters: "Arrived."
Immediately afterwards, other captains also said one after another: "Arrived."
"arrival."
"arrival."
Eight teams wearing button-type communication devices came to eight residential buildings, with two property owners standing beside them each leading the way.
They waited quietly.
After Luo Wanya confirmed that all the teams had arrived, he said softly: "We will wait until everyone returns in triumph and the mountains and rivers are unified to take action."
The next moment, Xiao Qi made a tactical gesture and ordered the seventeen team members behind him to rush into the residential building. Under the guidance of the owner, they quickly reached the ninth floor.
He himself held a dagger in his mouth and quickly climbed up along the window sill outside the building.
As soon as the team members went up the stairs, two club members who were standing guard on the stairs were alerted.
"you……"
As soon as the club members opened their mouths to ask, Xiao Qi appeared behind them like a ghost. When they saw him gently squeezing the main artery in the other's neck, the two club members fainted and fell to the ground.
Xiao Qi whispered: "Act quickly."
From the very beginning, Xiaoqi and the others, with the help of the owner, understood the internal structure of the entire building, and also knew where there were guards.
The most important thing in military warfare is the strategic map. Only if you know where the enemy troops are deployed can you carry out strikes accurately and effectively.
The reason why Qingchen asked the Parents' Association to launch a people's war was to alienate those societies, and then someone would naturally help them figure out the defense measures and firepower deployment of those societies.
Not only that.
These poor people in the lower third district are the cornerstone of the operation and maintenance of the entire city's infrastructure. They are deeply involved in all walks of life. If one day the Parents' Association wants to take action on the entire city, these poor people can also help them mark out the details of most buildings.
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This is more efficient than exploring them one by one by yourself.
At this time, Xiao Qi has arrived at the ninth floor, which is the base camp of the "Let's live a long life, eat well and drink spicy food together" club.
As soon as they entered the ninth floor, they heard the faint sobbing of a woman.
Two club members were patrolling in the corridor. When they saw Xiao Qi, they were about to raise their guns. But before they could turn on the gun safety, they saw Xiao Qi coming to them with a cold face and punching them with two fists.
abdomen.
"Put them all down," Xiao Qi said coldly.
He walked forward alone, while the team members behind him rushed into one room after another. For a while, there was a continuous wailing sound on the ninth floor, like purgatory on earth.
Xiaoqi walked to the end of the corridor, opened a door, and saw Liu Bing, the owner of the club, pressing a young woman under him and tearing her clothes off.
"Who the hell are you?" Liu Bing asked.
Xiao Qi came to him: "Your wild father."
Liu Bing stood up and punched out, but that seemingly powerful punch was held tightly in Xiao Qi's palm.
Xiao Qi said slowly: "Every time I see a scum like you, I can't help but admire the ambition of my parents. I really hope that he will have the power to change the world soon."
As he spoke, he held the opponent's fist, took out the dagger from his waist with his right hand, and stabbed it into the opponent's spleen.
Then, he watched Liu Bing's eyes slowly lose focus and slowly knelt in front of him.
In this operation, the primary targets of all clubs must be killed, while the remaining people must undergo labor reform of varying lengths in a building controlled by the Parents' Association, operating sewing machines, assembling electronic components, and folding paper boxes.
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One day in the future, they will hand over all these scum to the judicial institutions of the new world.
new world.
This is the real goal of parent-teacher conferences.
Every time he thought of these three words, Xiao Qi's blood boiled. He squatted down, took off his coat and put it on the girl: "It's okay."
With that said, Xiao Qi turned around and walked out of the room. He stood in the corridor to make sure that all the team members were safe and sound, and that all members of the club had been surrendered.
He said on the communication channel: "Everything is fine."