"Brother Cheng, do you want me to stay and monitor him?" Shalang whispered after leaving the room. If other forces also find Mofusang, offer higher prices, and make more serious threats, he can no longer withstand it.
Using threats and inducements, collecting money from both sides, and "losing" Tu Qingcang, their efforts would have been wasted.
"Mofusang understands 'business'. Since he has chosen to collect money, things will be done properly. Remember one sentence, treacherous people are the most realistic. He can't figure out my routine and dare not act rashly." Di Cheng believed that Mo Fusang
Fusang will make a wise choice. Except for some forces such as China's top leaders and organizations who know that he is the true master of Tianmen, the rest of the world does not know his existence, and Mofusang is no exception. In their eyes, he
He suddenly disappeared without a trace three years ago, and now he appears again, followed by powerful people around him, which is enough to arouse a lot of speculation. The more mysterious it is, the more dangerous it is, and the more it deserves to be treated with caution.
After leaving the underground arena, the five of them returned to the small courtyard in the village, enjoying the grassland scenery while waiting patiently. Not only were they waiting for the arrival of Tu Qingcang, they were also waiting for the arrival of the three Augusts.
Compared to their quietness, the medical room area of the underground arena exuded a strong smell of gunpowder. Representatives of those forces who intended to recruit Tu Qingcang gathered here one after another. Because many of them knew each other and had had gaps, frictions and conflicts.
Conflicts inevitably occurred, and the tense and depressing atmosphere even led to several armed fights.
No one has ever given up, and no one wants to let it go. For their own interests and their own mission, they would rather pay some price and take Tu Qingcang away. If the mission cannot be completed...
Things that you can't get must not fall into the hands of the enemy, so another purpose you have is to get rid of them!
In other words, Tu Qingcang's situation inside is very dangerous. No matter who he chooses, he will offend everyone else, and all of them are large international forces. If he is not careful... he will be beyond redemption.
After all, you are the hero and the protagonist in the arena, and everyone around you is the audience and foil. But when you leave the arena and enter the real world...the roles will be completely reversed, and everything will revolve around profit!
Time passed by, and the sky gradually turned dark. The people waiting anxiously became more and more irritable. They could hardly control their emotions and wanted to open the door of the operating room to see what happened. Fortunately, everyone in the corridor was confronting each other, and no one could
I didn't dare to do anything casually, so I had to endure my anxiety and wait patiently.
Hulunbuir was completely shrouded in darkness, and the door to the operating room was still closed. Only a few nurses occasionally went in and out of those things. People could only look around hard at that time to make sure that the operation was still going on and that Tu Qingcang was still being rescued.
Ten hours passed, fifteen hours passed, twenty hours, twenty-five hours... The time became longer and longer, and people gradually became numb, no longer noisy, no longer anxious, and sat down to eat and drink.
I ordered a small drink and quietly figured out what kind of conditions and prices would be able to beat other competitors during the "competition" later, recruit Tu Qingcang over, and how to leave safely.
This wait lasted until the evening of the next day. News suddenly came from the stadium that someone suspected of being Tu Qingcang was seen boarding a private plane and leaving Hulunbuir. Only then did the people who were quietly "contemplating" suddenly woke up and opened the operating room.
There was indeed a busy operation going on inside, but the person on the operating table was not Tu Qingcang at all!!
Representatives of all forces were so angry that they almost demolished the operating room. They rushed out of the underground stadium and headed to the "witnessing location", trying to find a route to intercept the plane. People were anxious and angry, and they only wanted to catch up with Tu Qingcang, but they didn't
No one scrutinizes the reliability of sources, and no one scrutinizes the corners of the operating room.
Shortly after they left, a wall of the operating room slowly opened, and Tu Qingcang, who was in a coma, was lifted out and then sent out carefully.
His operation was actually completed last night. The reason why it took so long to release false news was to wait for him to get out of danger and give him appropriate rest time to avoid leaving any hidden diseases.
After it was confirmed that all the forces had really left, Tu Qingcang was safely and secretly transported to the edge of the town along the secret underground passage connecting the casino to the outside world, and then came to Di Cheng's small courtyard.
"Congratulations, Hulunbuir's pride." At night, in the small courtyard, Di Cheng lay leisurely on the rocking chair, admiring the stars in the vast night sky above his head, waiting for Tu Qingcang to wake up.
"Where is this?" Tu Qingcang subconsciously tried to push himself up, but unintentionally pulled at the wound. He suddenly froze there and was covered in cold sweat.
"After your surgery, you'd better lie down quietly. This is my home, not the arena."
After Tu Qingcang took a few breaths, he slowly lay back on the simple hospital bed, looked at his surroundings, and at the same time slowly recalled the scene before he fell into coma. "Did you get me out?"
"You can put it that way." Di Cheng rocked the rocking chair and admired the star screen, enjoying himself.
"What's the purpose?" Tu Qingcang quickly regained his clarity and calmness, but his expression was cold and hard, and he didn't look very friendly.
"I want to find a place for you, but I don't know if you are interested."
"Homecoming? Are you here to recruit me for someone else?" Tu Qingcang looked at Di Cheng, and suddenly smiled with disdain: "I didn't expect that as a Hulunbuir Shinhwa, you would become someone else's subordinate and act based on people's looks.
.”
Di Cheng turned his head and looked at him, chuckled softly, and continued to rock the rocking chair: "Correction, I am not here to recruit for others, I want to recruit you myself. Secondly, I, Di Cheng, am not so depressed that I surrender to others.
The point.”
Tu Qingcang's heavy brows raised slightly, and the disdain on his face disappeared slightly: "You have established your own power? Humph, they are like us in Hulunbuir."
"Answer my question and find you a place to live. Are you interested?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested! I, Tu Qingcang, don't like to be dependent on others, and I'm not down to the point of surrendering to others." Tu Qingcang paraphrased Di Cheng's words. Over the years, he has been targeting Di Cheng, so naturally he is the other party.
Whatever you can do, you will not fall behind.
"If you had said these words three years ago, I would not have kept you. Everyone has their own ambitions. If you have your ideals and goals, you should work hard to achieve them. But now... you have lost too much at the starting line.
If you insist on your own development, it will only end in tragedy."
"Don't underestimate others. If you can do it, I, Tu Qingcang, can do it too!" Tu Qingcang's expression was hard and cold, with an ugly and ferocious appearance, dark and resolute skin, and a fierce aura that seemed to emanate from his bones.
It gives people a strong sense of oppression and intimidation.
Di Cheng slowly stopped shaking and looked at the starry sky above his head and said calmly: "It's not that I underestimate you, it's that the world has changed. In fact, even I started late. Now I can only catch up faster and don't dare to slack off at all. Tu Qing
Cang, I admire you very much, and I sincerely hope you can come and help me. And... I am not asking you to be loyal or surrender. In Tianmen, we are all brothers, we all have the same dream, and we have been working for it for so many years.
And struggle and work hard, no matter how hard and tiring it is, the persistence in my heart never gives up."
"Tianmen?" Tu Qingcang silently recited this strange name several times. Over the years, he had been completely immersed in death fighting. All his thoughts were on how to break through the limits and improve his strength. He never paid any attention to the outside world, so he did not pay any attention to the outside world.
I don’t understand the influence of this title in today’s China, let alone the turbulence of the world and the towering black list of heaven and earth.
"Do you remember Yang Jing? Do you remember Xu Yun? They are all your old friends. They are all in Tianmen now."
"Oh? Xu Yun??" Tu Qingcang was finally moved this time. Yang Jing was Di Cheng's personal bodyguard. This was not a secret back then. Now that Di Cheng has established his power, it is natural for him to continue to follow him. But Xu Yun??
!!How did he...
Di Cheng's myth of five hundred consecutive victories was born based on the dignity of Xu Yun and Sang Ke.
Back then, he, Tu Qingcang, Yang Jing, and Xu Yun were the three fighting champions in Hulunbuir with 200 consecutive wins. They knew each other very well. Now times have changed, and two of them are actually attached to Di Cheng?
Di Cheng exhaled softly, with a slight smile on his face: "The story is quite tortuous. If you have a chance, you can ask Xu Yun."
"Where was your Tianmen established? What type?" Tu Qingcang became slightly more interested and asked seriously for the first time.
"Today in China, the main body is the underworld group, and the essence is the mercenary unit called the Eight Tribes."
"How many powerful people are there at the level of Xu Yun and Yang Jing?"
Di Cheng pointed to himself and to the beautiful face on the wall, hugging his knees and watching the stars quietly, and said: "Not counting the two of us, there are also Xi Yuhuang, Fang Zhongshou, Zhou Shaohua, Yang Jing, and Xu Yun."
Tu Qingcang frowned: "Five? Do you think I'm a fool? Have all the strong men in this world been snared by you?"
Di Cheng shook his head gently: "There is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. There are many more strong people in this world than you think, and there are many people who are stronger than you. Maybe you don't think so, but when you step out of the arena and truly integrate into this complicated world
world, you will understand whether what I said is true or false. Tu Qingcang, I will not put pressure on you, nor will I make any demands. I just hope that you will use the time you are recovering to go to Tianmen to sit down and find old friends.
Xu Yun, look at the world today with your eyes, look at the current situation. I still have things to do, and I will return to Tianmen in half a year... You can give me your answer again, whether to go or stay is entirely up to you."
Tu Qingcang fell into silence. What he just said had a big impact on him, especially the number of strong men. Are there really so many? But Di Cheng shouldn't brag randomly.
The situation in the world has changed? What’s happening with the current situation? See it with your own eyes?
"You want to leave for half a year?" After a long time, Tu Qingcang spoke again.
"Maybe longer, maybe shorter, it depends on the situation." Di Cheng looked at him with a smile: "Tu Qingcang, this world is very exciting, far more exciting than a small arena. When you join it and integrate into it,
You will definitely fall in love with it.”
"Well, since I can't do anything like this, I'll go and catch up with that guy Xu Yun first." Tu Qingcang took a deep breath and made up his mind, adding at the end: "By the way, we haven't seen each other in three years.
, your eloquence has improved."
Di Cheng laughed silently, returned to Hulunbuir, and received "praise" for the second time. Maybe it was the influence of the environment, maybe it was his nature, maybe... he had really changed...
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