Chapter 97 Bait

An abandoned factory on the outskirts of Jintian.

In the empty and dilapidated cement building, four cross-dressing bosses who once represented the leaders of the underground world of Jinping, Jintian, Tangcheng and Cangcheng lived on each side.

Their purpose of staying here is very clear, to vent their long-standing hatred and make the authorities pay for their huge losses today.

"I never thought that one day we would fail so badly for a business."

The tall man on the east side pressed down his black hat, sneered, lit a cigarette with a lighter, and put it in his mouth.

He was hidden in a wide black leather coat, and his black coat, hat and black boots were effectively connected to the surrounding darkness, forming a whole.

"Haha, Brother Ya is still so humorous~ People die for money and birds die for food. Aren't we doing the job of licking blood on the blade? If we don't die today, we will die tomorrow... Tomorrow and tomorrow, what's the difference?"

The speaker is the lady on the west side, opposite the man in black.

She was wearing a gray gauze and a long skirt that dragged on the ground. It was hard to see her appearance in the dark night, but it was hard not to be bewitched by her soft and sweet voice.

She was speaking the lines of a desperado, but the ups and downs of her words were like a lover whispering.

The man in black lifted his hat and bowed to the lady opposite him.

"Even death has its own way. This is the fate that allows us to be reunited."

The black-robed man sitting facing south finally spoke slowly:

"Everyone, today's disaster is ultimately caused by the official's overcorrection. Now we are defeated. If we give up and retreat to the Northern Territory Headquarters, we will be excluded and ridiculed by our colleagues in other places, and there will be no place for us in the Northern Territory."

"It is better to fight to the death! Even if we have to leave, we must create enough noise to make the official lose troops and destroy the two cities!"

The black-robed man's pupils condensed, like a wisp of ghost fire in the dark night:

"Kill Ji Ming! Massacre the two cities!"

"Hahahaha..." The black-veiled woman laughed tenderly.

At this time, the hunchbacked old man who lived on the north side and had not spoken all this time also laughed:

"The official ten clans' rule will eventually come to an end, and the gods of the super-species world will return to the world."

...

Accompanied by the hum of propellers and the clear vibration, the helicopter crossed the sky over Jinping.

Jiang Qian looked at the cloudless sky outside the window and fell into a long period of contemplation.

It has only been more than a month since he became a super-species player, and his life trajectory has changed dramatically.

From an "obedient and sunny" top student to entering the highest authority connecting the super-species world and the human world, and being classified as an elite, it has only been a few weeks.

During this period, he experienced various dramatic events, some of which were still expected, while others were accompanied by many excitement and surprises. Including two dangerous evolution copies, regardless of the pros and cons, the biggest feeling he felt was-"freedom".

In the super-species world scenes and interpersonal relationships, he can show more of his extraordinary self, without worrying that the surrounding scenes and relationships will be destroyed or damaged because of his own "excessive" behavior.

This kind of freedom is a kind of pleasure that can fully stretch vitality!

And this almost dangerous pleasure is also given a certain realistic meaning-while fully living out oneself, he can also gain the respect, gratitude, and even collective glory of the people.

For example, at present, he is going with the official elite team to carry out tasks related to the safety of the city.

Such things are undoubtedly noble in the mainstream cognition, and even have a bit of tragic color. To some extent, they satisfy people's pursuit of heroic images.

Even though he is very clear that "protecting Jinping" may not be noble in essence, or it may just coincide with protecting the interests of the official group in some aspects.

But this does not prevent him from being happy to participate in it to practice his own wishes.

The only challenge is: he cannot die because of this.

As the last man of the Jiang family...

Looking out of the helicopter window and overlooking the masses, Jiang Qian's expression suddenly stagnated.

He found that he didn't care about this city at all. His willingness to protect Jinping was about the same as protecting his family. The purpose of protecting his family was to ensure that the convenient environment on which he depended for survival was not destroyed. In addition, the concepts he had learned for a long time told him that this was what a man should do.

If he didn't do this, all his previous restraint and disguise would lose their meaning.

In that case, he would also usher in a kind of "freedom", but that kind of freedom was not in Jiang Qian's plan. He enjoyed the current choice more.

The preference of the old Buddha, the "delicious food" of his aunt, the temptation of his sister...

No one can destroy all this.

The helicopter gradually moved away from Jinping and headed towards the confluence of the two rivers.

In the cabin, Ji Ming was resting on the seat opposite Jiang Qian, his eyebrows stretched, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

His assistant Mo Sheng was driving the helicopter. The man in the co-pilot seat had gray hair and thick eyebrows flying into his temples. His face could scare a child to tears.

The young man sitting next to Jiang Qian had a relatively ordinary appearance and outfit: a red sweater and a red baseball cap, looking quite shy.

A gust of air brought a slight vibration to the fuselage.

The next second, Ji Ming opened his eyes.

Jiang Qian was sitting opposite Ji Ming. He immediately noticed the other party's "awakening". Ji Ming sat up, supported his knees with his hands, sighed, and said calmly:

"The plan has changed. Everyone get off the plane and walk to the target clearing point."

This sentence was like a thunderclap in the sky. Except for the pilot Mo Sheng, everyone on the helicopter turned their heads to look at Ji Ming.

But no explanation was given.

This was the second time Jiang Qian heard the words "the plan has changed" from Ji Ming: the last time was in Ji Ming's office. The intelligence department of the headquarters wanted to see him, and Ji Ming made a casual phone call to send the other party to the end of the mission.

This again?

Strangely, after a short silence, everyone silently carried out Ji Ming's new arrangement:

"Lao Yuan is the first person in charge, followed by Luo Hong... Mo Sheng, you go down too, there is no need to fly the plane, I will do it myself."

As he said, Ji Ming looked at Jiang Qian again: "You carry at least three times the amount of explosive materials required, just do it. Even if the pollution source is not cleaned up, don't fight to the end, the river cleaning point is not our last line of defense."

This explanation made Jiang Qian's mind flash through a series of conjectures, and even suspected that the other party was repeating the old trick.

Ji Ming changed the subject: "But if you can complete the cleaning here, you may avoid many casualties of your colleagues."

At this point, Mo Sheng finally turned her head: "Minister..."

The way she hesitated and tried to suppress her emotions brought a more intuitive impact to Jiang Qian.

The river cleaning point is not the final line of defense, but completing the task will avoid casualties of other colleagues. What does it mean? Is he giving everyone a reassurance, telling us to do our best and retreat if we can't win?

What does this have to do with getting off the plane and walking forward?

All of us got off the plane and walked forward, what about you?

Before Jiang Qian could figure out the details, the young man in the red sweater handed him props and prepared to parachute...

The whole process was extremely efficient.

Jiang Qian and others quickly landed from the air, facing the helicopter with their backs facing the wind.

The magical thing is that even without the pilot in the cockpit, the helicopter still operated normally and quickly flew along the original route.

Ji Ming still sat in his original position, without even looking at the bottom of the plane.

"Everyone, follow me."

The current first person in charge, the old ape with gray hair and thick eyebrows who was sitting in the co-pilot seat before, waved his long arm and pointed in the opposite direction of Ji Ming's special plane.

Although he had many questions in his mind, Jiang Qian still followed the pace of the crowd, performed the stealth snake, and rushed towards the target.

After ten minutes of walking in opposite directions.

The huge explosion in the distance made the few people who were running stop in vain.

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