Four people came in at the security gate. The one who kept chattering was a casually dressed man in a colorful shirt who looked like a pure tourist.
In addition to him, there is a dark-skinned man with a strong build and obvious tattoos on his face and body; a short-haired beauty with a petite body and elegant temperament...
In addition, he is a very young boy who looks a few years younger than Yue Zheng.
The four people walked directly into this high-authority area. They were different from Yue Qi who was in a dilemma, and they were also different from the serious and cold bodyguards. They really seemed to be on a luxury cruise ship for fun...
At least, that's the case for some of them.
They even ignored the tense atmosphere in the corridor, as well as the unnatural people and behaviors, and walked straight over.
The man in the flowered shirt still kept talking, saying some strange things that were not true. The sturdiest dark-skinned man kept his head lowered, while the short-haired beauty had a calm expression and looked intently. Only the young man looked here with some curiosity.
He glanced twice.
For a moment, Yue Qi's eyes met that young man's.
The other party was obviously indifferent, but Yue Qi was different.
Because he knows this person.
At this moment, the memories that I once thought had been blurred and faded suddenly surged up:
Half a year ago, in Aurora Cloud City, at almost the same time as the news of Yue Zheng's aberration infection was revealed, wasn't it this young man who their family accidentally met in the elevator?
Ronan!
Being in Xia City, Yue Qi knew more or less information about this young man. He still remembered that at that time, Ronan was accompanied by a group of people. He was also the youngest among the group, but he was already among the crowd.
Well-deserved core.
Half a year later, thousands of miles apart, in a completely different situation, this young man is still in this seemingly incompatible environment, and he is still at home like a fish in water!
The man in the flower shirt who never stopped talking seemed to be preaching and teaching, but inside and outside his words, he was clearly referring to Ronan as a similar person, and he was flattering himself.
Yue Qi was in a trance again. Even he himself didn't know why he could observe so carefully, or was it just an illusion created by himself due to mental stress?
But one thing is certain:
The originally ruthless group of bodyguards in front suddenly shrank their formation after a low noise, and spread out against the wall in this long corridor with limited horizontal space, making as much room as possible for these four people.
Even the bodyguard who was holding Xiao Zeng adjusted his posture and turned his back to the wall to show respect. At the same time, he put one arm against Xiao Zeng's throat to prevent him from making any sound.
During all the actions, there was no hesitation and no gaps, as if everything was taken for granted.
Seeing this scene in front of him, a corner of Yue Qi's heart felt a little alive. Maybe he could ask for help...
Because the bodyguards gave in, the area that had been "obstructed" looked much wider, even exposing the wheelchair that had been tightly covered before.
Sitting there was a middle-aged white man who looked about the same age as Yue Qi. His face was not very good, his skin was an ominous iron-red color, his eyelids were half-drooped, his energy was low, and he looked seriously ill.
It seems that the temporarily elevated authority this time is for transferring patients?
But when the four people walked over as a matter of course, the one in the wheelchair managed to open his eyes, showed a smile, nodded to the other side, and said hello.
Such polite and restrained behavior finally attracted attention.
The man in the colorful shirt, who had always boasted about the need to "become more fashionable", turned his head slightly and laughed loudly: "Jeff, you old hyena, is there something wrong with the charging station again?
"I've told you a long time ago that the Black Lion guy can't be trusted, so you might as well make up your mind and let the old witch help you.
"If you keep struggling, you may become so rotten that even vultures won't even bother to touch you."
At first glance, the man in the flowered shirt and the man in the wheelchair seemed to be quite friendly, but they didn't stop and didn't seem to want to chat for a long time.
Jeff smiled and said nothing in the wheelchair.
After such an interruption, Yue Qilin choked back his words for help.
Seeing that the best opportunity to ask for help had passed, the next moment, four people passed by Xiao Zeng, who was still pressed against the wall. The young man, Ronan... patted the shoulder of the bodyguard who was still locked on Xiao Zeng.
He didn't stop, he just walked over.
The bodyguard subconsciously let go of his hand, and then he remembered to turn his head to look at Jeff's face. The latter just motioned to the bodyguards around him to push him forward.
The group of people resumed their original compact formation, and soon passed by Yue Qi, and exited through the security gate where he had just entered.
During this period, Yue Qi didn't dare to move.
Just like that, the suddenly crowded corridor suddenly became clear. Within a ten-meter area, only Yue Qi and Xiao Zeng, who was holding his shoulders and groaning, were left standing and lying down.
The bracelet vibrated again, which should be a notification of another permission change. Yue Qi didn't pay attention to the specific content. He only vaguely heard the man in the flower shirt praising:
"Hey, you have that style!"
Only then did Yue Qi wake up with a start. He quickly walked to Xiao Zeng's side and squatted down: "Don't move. Let's explore the injury first."
While he was talking, he still couldn't help but look forward, but the four people had already pushed open the door on the other side of the corridor, blocking his sight.
Unexpected occurrences will inevitably delay time.
Although Xiao Zeng's injury was not serious, it took some time to find the service staff on the cruise ship and take him to the infirmary. By the time things were arranged, Yue Qi was definitely going to be late.
When Yue Qi arrived at the exhibition hall in area C12, he was already five minutes late than the agreed time. He explained to Smith in the middle that the other party didn't care much, but during the formal meeting, Yue Qi apologized first.
He did not tell the specific things lightly. During the whole process, whether it was Ronan whom he had met before or the "Jeff" whom he heard in the middle, their identities were by no means simple, and he would not look for trouble.
The problem is, he didn't mention it, but Smith mentioned it first, and in a very excited tone: "Hey, York, you just missed a real big shot, old Els just left."
"Old Els?"
Yue Qi, who was still in a daze, subconsciously replied: "Impossible, how old is he!"
"This is the most incredible place, you can't even imagine what I saw!"
Smith has a thick square face, which looks serious at first, but is actually full of expressions. Now he is super excited and behaves more like an exaggerated sitcom actor:
"God, if Bai Xinyan hadn't greeted him and confirmed his identity..."
Due to being overly excited, what he said later was even unsustainable. Smith could only keep repeating: "I can't imagine, I can't imagine, this must be a big deal."
News, they are preparing to make a big news!"
"Bai Xinyan?"
Yue Qi heard a name that seemed familiar to him, but it didn't arouse too many thoughts. Instead, Smith's particularly gaffeful performance made Yue Qi feel obligated to wake up his friend:
"Hey, calm down, basically you can only see that person in the documentary. Are you sure that's old Els, Jeff El..."
The last light and weak sound of airflow was suddenly frozen. Next, facing Smith, who was wide-eyed and about to speak out in defense, Yue Qi unconsciously repeated it again...and again:
"Jeff? Which Jeff?"
"Who else could be Jeff!"
"Three battles with hyenas?"
"Hey!"
Smith was a little unhappy and seemed offended.
Only then did Yue Qi remember that Smith was a loyal follower of the old Els.
In the business world, there are many successful people in the standard sense, and many of them can be worshiped by those who come after them, hoping to imitate the successful path of their predecessors and obtain the supreme blessing of capital power.
But among these successful people, not everyone's name has a totemic effect - that is, hearing this name is like touching the wealth itself.
In human history, after the power of capital gained supreme dominance, there were only a handful of such figures in the past three or four centuries.
The "Old Els" jumping back and forth on the lips of Yue Qi and Smith must be one of them.
This is not only because he and his family have been at the top of various wealth rankings all year round, but also because of his legendary nature.
Old Els spent the first half of his life in obscurity, or lived in a gutter that normal people could not understand. Until he was nearly 80 years old, he suddenly jumped onto the most glorious and cruel stage.
Since before the Third World War, various disgraceful means have been used to seize the wealth of many turbulent countries, and the ill-gotten wealth can be magnified a hundred times through the leverage of war, as well as the post-war "reconstruction economics" with mixed reputation...
Of course, there are countless assassinations and counter-assassinations, subversion and counter-subversion, death and being killed.
In the past twenty or thirty years, as he has faded away from various high-profile affairs, this person has really become a pure totem symbol. Correspondingly, people all over the world are paying most attention to only
one thing:
Is he still alive?
When will he die?
To what extent can human life be extended regardless of the cost?
This is Jeff Ayers, a superhuman being who is said to have been wandering the earth for more than 130 years.
Some people even swear that he is the only remaining person in the world who has experienced World War II...or a wizard.
Of course, more people say that the real Jeff Ells has long since turned into ashes, and the legend left now is just a gimmick for the Ells family to maintain its legend.
Yue Qi had no interest in this kind of thing - until today, until this moment.
He couldn't help but recall everything he had just encountered on the corridor, all the information he had received, especially the "unobtrusive" ridicule of the man in the flower shirt, and absurd and terrible associations were made in his mind...
Before he could sort out the conclusive logical chain, or in other words, before he had time to believe it, a thin layer of cold sweat was already covering his body.