Volume 4: Beginning of Spring Chapter 73 Gobang
"He is with Zhuang Zekun now. It's difficult to get close to him." Hong Kang asked.
“Hong Kang, Tangjiang City is Zhuang Zekun’s home base. If you want to seize the opportunity, it is impossible without any sacrifice.”
White lightning broke through the darkness and illuminated half of Sun Xiu's face.
Thunder roared.
His tone was calm, "Shu Xing, she has to be responsible for the consequences of her rash actions." Sun Xiu looked into Hong Kang's eyes and said, "Responsible."
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Lightning strikes.
The mountain was illuminated for a moment, then darkened again.
After Guan Nuo and Zhuang Zekun arrived at Baihe Temple, Taoist Qingyang received them and sent them to a small building in the back mountain to settle down.
Guan Nuo was sitting there. He heard the door being pushed open. He looked up and saw Zhuang Zekun walking in.
Zhuang Zekun walked over to Guan Nuo and sat down. "It's very safe here, and the spiritual energy is abundant. Taking this opportunity, I will teach you some practical skills starting tomorrow."
Guan Nuo nodded.
The sound of rain was getting louder.
Zhuang Zekun looked out the window and said, "This rain will last for a long time."
"Uncle Zhuang, I can't figure it out." Guan Nuo said.
"What's the matter?"
"Will they really come to Laojin Mountain to fall into our trap as we thought? If they don't come, or come a week or a month later, are we just going to wait here forever?"
"Huang Juan can't wait that long..." Zhuang Zekun paused, "When I left the detention center the evening before yesterday, I met Shu Xing, who is a core member of the Jinghu Society."
"What did she do?"
"Maybe they want to compete for credit. There has always been internal fighting in Jinghu Society, and it has been divided into two factions, one led by Huang Hu and the other led by Sun Xiu," Zhuang Zekun introduced the internal structure of Jinghu Society to Guan Nuo, "Huang Hu's faction is called the direct line, they are responsible for providing blood food, removing obstacles, and doing those shady things. Sun Xiu is more like a businessman. After he joined Jinghu Society, Jinghu Society slowly changed from a shady organization to a more and more complex one, looking more and more normal, and turned into a secretive but huge business alliance."
Guan Nuo listened carefully.
Zhuang Zekun said: "Behind the Jinghu Society, there is another more important person."
"Who is it?"
"The man who initially promoted Hu Yuefeng is now in a high position..." Zhuang Zekun paused and said, "You don't need to know who he is yet. When I first arrived in Yanjing, I didn't think too much. I just wanted to kill Mr. Hu. I prepared for a long time, and finally I got the chance."
"How about it?"
"We lost, and lost miserably. If it weren't for the fact that Director Zhong happened to pass by and saved me..." Zhuang Zekun recalled, "Director Zhong took me to the mountain, and I nursed my wounds for half a year. After I came down the mountain again, my old leader came to find me, and then I understood why Jinghu Society had developed to this point."
"What happened next?" Guan Nuo asked.
"Later, I went to Yanjing again as Song Lin, met Huang Hu, and gradually mixed into the outer circle of Jinghu Society. Because of Huang Hu and Huang Juan, I learned many secrets of Jinghu Society and collected some evidence, but it is far from enough to completely overthrow it..." Zhuang Zekun stopped the topic, "After controlling Shu Xing yesterday, someone tried to kill her."
"Who is it?"
" I suspect it's someone from Sun Xiu's side. I don't know who came from his side this time," Zhuang Zekun pondered for a moment. "After Huang Hu's death, I guess the conflict between the two factions will become more and more serious. Hu Yuefeng sent Huang Juan here, which shows that he has a reason to kill himself. So, you and I are here. Killing us is equivalent to abolishing the Special Operations Department again. They will definitely come to seek credit in front of Master Hu."
Guan Nuo thought about what Zhuang Zekun said several times in his mind, and then he said, "I understand. I, I went to Brother Jiang's place yesterday."
"Jiang You? What did he say to you?"
"He told me that the most important thing for me now is to focus on revenge."
"It's not just your hatred, it's the hatred of the entire Special Operations Group."
"I know."
"Guan Nuo." Zhuang Zekun called out his name carefully.
"Uncle Zhuang, what's wrong?"
"Xiaotong has always not wanted you to get involved in these things. She is very pessimistic. She thinks that the world will continue to function with or without the Special Operations Department, but there are some things that someone has to do."
"I know, I want to join the Special Operations Department."
Zhuang Zekun said with relief: "That's good. I hope you can take up the responsibility of the Special Operations Group in the future and continue what your father and we have failed to accomplish."
Guan Nuo also agreed carefully, "I will."
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Jiang You closed the shop door. "We only did one business in the first day of opening. We sold one postcard, which is not enough for a day's food. If this continues, we will have to starve to death." He said as he climbed up the stairs. "Then I will take you to beg for food. I will write a poster for you with a piece of white paper and make up a story that is a bit miserable. I will also put a bowl for you and you kneel there. You may earn more than we do by selling postcards."
"I'll be right next to it, in a coffee shop, tea house or milk tea shop. Just find a place to sit and watch you."
He sat down in the computer chair behind his workbench, listened to the rain for a while, placed a few chess pieces on the chessboard, then took out a book and flipped through a few pages.
I reached out for a bottle of Coke, opened it, and suddenly thought of the cause of weight loss.
He swept his legs under the workbench and pulled out an electronic scale. He took off his coat and put aside his cell phone, keys and other miscellaneous items. He took a deep breath and measured his waist circumference with his palm. He felt that he had not gained much weight. Then he stepped on the scale. The number flashed for a while and stopped at eighty-six.
Last time it seemed to be only 80 kilograms.
He thought about the weight of his home clothes and hair. "Eighty-three kilograms, I only gained three pounds. I only need to lose ten kilograms, twenty pounds. Twenty pounds of pork belly, minced into shredded meat, and eaten sparingly. I can eat three or four ounces a day, and it will be gone in two months. That's what I'll look like in June..."
The door of the side bedroom was pushed open and Jiang Mo stood beside it.
He walked over to the workbench and jumped onto a chair.
"I've decided to get up early and eat breakfast every day. I'm prone to gaining weight if I don't eat breakfast. You should get up early and eat together with me. Let's start from next week. After breakfast, we'll continue to stroll in the park every day and walk 10,000 steps..."
Jiang Mo stared at the chessboard.
"Do you want to play chess?" Jiang You put the chess pieces on the board into the chess pot, and then saw Jiang Mo pick up a black piece and place it at the Tianyuan position on the chessboard.
"It's impressive." Jiang You commented.
They played Gobang.
When Jiang Mo lost the ninth game, he jumped off the chair and lay on his side.
"Can't afford to lose?"
Jiang Mo turned his head.
A little red in the eyes, so seductive.
"I'll play games with you!" Jiang You had a strong desire to survive. "Let's play all night, until you're satisfied!"
