City 5, Ginkgo Garden.
In the dim little house on the hillside.
This time, the old man was not sitting quietly, but had a Go board in front of him, sometimes placing pieces on it, sometimes lost in thought.
"Nineteen lines horizontally and vertically, a thousand years without a repeated game," the old man said, "History seems to be the same, seemingly spiraling upwards, yet always different."
Shadow found a cushion behind him and sat down gracefully: "You mean to say that Qing Chen and you and I are all different."
"Why didn't you bring him back?" the old man asked.
This old man, named Qing Xun, didn't know how long he had been sitting here.
Decades ago, he defeated seven Shadows and took his current position. From that year on, there was only one thing he had to do: play Go.
With all the Go players in the world on a board called Federation, constantly fighting, constantly finishing the game.
This board seemed complicated, but rarely did anything unexpected happen. This year, however, something unexpected did happen.At this moment, Shadow chuckled gleefully: "Since you have someone on the Northern Fleet, you should naturally know that it wasn't that I didn't want to take Qing Chen away, but that he himself came up with a way to escape everyone's sight."
The old man sighed: "Steam Train."
Shadow said: "You should have been able to calculate that the Steam Train would stop there, and you should have been able to calculate that this Forbidden Artifact could help Qing Chen escape, but you certainly didn't expect him to be able to take so many people away with just a gold coin."
In the old man's calculations, there was a strange variable, a Forbidden Artifact called "Power" from the other side of the Forbidden Sea.
This ring didn't even have a serial number.
"So, in your plan, the A02 Base is behind Shendai, even a god couldn't take so many people away. You wanted Qing Chen to personally witness the death of those Qing Family intelligence personnel, and then remember this hatred for Shendai," Shadow said, "Since there is hatred, and the object of hatred is an existence like the Shendai Consortium, then if he wants revenge, he will naturally have to use the power of the Qing Family. He is a smart man, so he will definitely return here."
The old man said nothing.
Shadow continued: "But now he has survived with everyone, he doesn't plan to return here, but quietly hid himself. I think he should have guessed something, for example, he guessed that he was caught and taken to A02 by your hand, because he guessed Zheng Xiang, that is, Zard's identity. So he is not only hiding from Shendai, but also hiding from you, and then hiding in an inconspicuous place, quietly developing his own power."
The old man still didn't speak.
Shadow said: "When he appears again, I'm afraid that even you will feel intimidated by that power. This time, he is definitely not going to target a certain Conglomerate, but to stand on the opposite side of the Federation, including you."
At this time, the old man chuckled softly: "Xiao Zhun, you're wrong."
"Hmm?" Shadow's eyes changed slightly.
The old man said calmly: "Let alone whether he can lie dormant and develop his own power, even if he can, why should I be afraid? You and I are just dust of history, he is the future of the Qing Family. In this unprecedented era of change, we must learn to accept, not to resist this era."
Shadow was silent for a long time: "Do you know where he is now?"
"The Federation is so large, I can't possibly pay attention to every corner, but in this world, it's difficult to find an ordinary person, but it's not difficult to find a smart person," the old man said calmly, "When he becomes powerful, he will naturally appear. Pay attention to the changes within the Federation, wherever there is something new, he will be there."
Shadow curled his lips and stood up: "You just don't want me to help him kill Shendai Yunhe, why are you being so mysterious? I don't believe you don't know that he broke Shendai Yunhe's arm again."
The old man said calmly: "Xiao Zhun, this person has to kill him himself."
"I know, I didn't intend to help him," Shadow waved his hand: "By the way... do you think he can start from scratch and possess the power to reverse the Federation?"
The old man's hand, which was placing a piece, stopped: "I don't know."
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City 22, Ninth District.
Eight squads of 18 people each, led by one C-Class and 17 D-Class.
They dispersed and went into the night.
In the command center, screens projected the recorders worn on the chest of each C-Class expert, allowing the command center to oversee the entire operation.
Luo Wanya and Zhang Qinghuan stayed in the command center. Zhang Qinghuan glanced at the book spread out on the table, a copy of "Federation Modern History."
Zhang Qinghuan asked: "Are you studying?"
"Yes," Luo Wanya nodded, "The Leader's actions are getting bigger and bigger, if I don't study, I won't be able to keep up with him."
"Then why study history, not management?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.
Luo Wanya looked at him: "Management teaches how to manage enterprises, but what the Leader is doing, just studying enterprise management is not enough, you need to learn from history."
Zhang Qinghuan sighed: "Lao Luo, you're almost fifty, and you're still working so hard? I admire you."
Luo Wanya changed the subject: "By the way, I heard you were assassinated today? Someone saved you?"
"Yes," Zhang Qinghuan said, "It was premeditated, I suspect it was Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Mubei who planned it."
"Hmm?" Luo Wanya was stunned: "Why do you say that? Little Seven has already interrogated them, and the two assassins are the lowest-level killers of the Dragon Mark Gang."
Zhang Qinghuan smiled: "Have you forgotten? Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Mubei are both Gene Soldiers. As Gene Soldiers, they joined the Arts Society and were willing to start from the bottom. Do you think it's normal for Gene Soldiers to do this?"
Zhang Qinghuan: "After they joined, they were eager to make contributions in their first operation with me, clearly wanting to quickly infiltrate our inner core and gain favor. So I said at the time that they were too reckless, and denied their merits. Don't worry, I'll help you keep an eye on these people with ulterior motives."
Zhang Qinghuan: "This time they pretended to save my life, caught the killers of the Dragon Mark Gang, and also wanted me to be grateful to them, but I won't be. When I interviewed them, I felt they had ulterior motives, and that Gao Yang, I said he must be from another group, but you still brought him along."
Luo Wanya opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a while, until finally he blurted out a few words: "Wise as a fool."
Zhang Qinghuan said confidently: "Those people thought I was really stupid, haha, but I've long seen through their plans."
Although the process was somewhat different, Luo Wanya knew that the two Black Spade big shots were indeed trying hard to contact the power core of the Arts Society...
However, the efforts of the Black Spade big shots were all thwarted by Zhang Qinghuan.
To be honest, at this moment, Luo Wanya couldn't tell whether Zhang Qinghuan was really smart or pretending to be smart.
But the key is, in this way, wouldn't the Boss be continuously excluded from the core circle...
Moreover, the Boss's current goal is to unite with Black Spade, allowing Black Spade to experience firsthand how important what the Guardians' Union is doing now.
Then, let many Black Spade experts become the assistants of the Guardians' Union in occupying the lower three districts of all cities.
Currently, the Guardians' Union can only send one C-Class to lead a team to fight other gangs.
If Black Spade can integrate, wouldn't it be an A-Class or B-Class leading a team?
Wouldn't this be rubbing all gangs into the ground?
Luo Wanya looked at Zhang Qinghuan, thinking about how to let this guy loosen up and quickly let Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei join...
At this moment, Little Seven's voice sounded in the command center: "Arrived."
Immediately afterwards, other team leaders also said one after another: "Arrived."
"Arrived."
"Arrived."
Eight squads, wearing button-type communication devices, arrived in front of eight residential buildings, with two guides from the community standing beside them.
They waited quietly.
After Luo Wanya confirmed that all the squads had arrived, he said softly: "Wait for the return of all the soldiers, the unification of the country, action."
The next moment, Little Seven made a tactical gesture, signaling the seventeen members behind him to charge into the residential buildings. Under the guidance of the community members, they quickly reached the ninth floor.
He himself, holding a dagger in his mouth, quickly climbed up along the windowsill outside the building.
As soon as the members went up the stairs, two gang members guarding the stairs were alerted.
"You..."
As soon as the gang members began to ask, Little Seven had already appeared behind them like a ghost. He gently pinched the carotid arteries of the two gang members, and they fainted and fell to the ground.
Little Seven said in a low voice: "Act quickly."
From the beginning, Little Seven and his team had learned about the internal structure of the entire building with the help of the community members, and also knew where there were guards.
The most important thing in military warfare is the strategic map. Only by knowing where the enemy is deployed can you implement effective strikes.
The reason why Qing Chen wanted the Guardians' Union to launch a people's war was to make the gangs disintegrate, and then someone would naturally help them understand the defense measures and firepower deployment of those gangs.
Not only that.
These poor people in the lower three districts are the cornerstone of the operation and maintenance of the city's infrastructure. They are involved in all walks of life. If one day the Guardians' Union wants to take action against the entire city, these poor people can also help them pinpoint the details of most buildings.
This is more efficient than exploring them one by one.
At this time, Little Seven had already reached the ninth floor, which was the base camp of the "Eat, Drink, and Live Long" gang.
As soon as they entered the ninth floor, they heard the faint sobbing of a woman.
Two gang members were patrolling the corridor. When they saw Little Seven, they were about to raise their guns, but before they could open the safety, Little Seven had already come to them with a cold Face[-], and punched them twice in the abdomen.
"Take them all down," Little Seven said coldly.
He walked forward alone, while the members behind him rushed into the rooms one by one. For a time, the ninth floor resounded with continuous screams, like hell on earth.
Little Seven walked to the end of the corridor and opened a door, and saw Liu Bing, the boss of the gang, pressing a young woman beneath him, tearing at her clothes.
"Who the hell are you?" Liu Bing asked.
Little Seven came to him: "Your wild daddy."
Liu Bing stood up and swung a punch, but the seemingly powerful punch was firmly grasped in Little Seven's palm.
Little Seven said slowly: "Every time I see a scum like you, I can't help but admire the Leader's ambition. I really hope he will have the power to change the world soon."
As he spoke, he held the other's fist, and his right hand drew a dagger from his waist and stabbed it fiercely into the other's spleen.
Then, he watched Liu Bing's Glacial Eyes slowly lose focus, and slowly knelt before him.
In this operation, all the gang leaders were to be killed, and the rest were to be subjected to labor reform of varying lengths in buildings controlled by the Guardians' Union, such as sewing, assembling electronic components, and folding boxes.
One day in the future, they would hand over all these scums to the judicial institutions of the new world.
A new world.
This is the real goal of the Guardians' Union.
Every time he thought of these three words, Little Seven felt his blood boil. He knelt down and put his coat over the girl: "It's alright."
Saying that, Little Seven turned and walked out of the room. He stood in the corridor to make sure all the members were safe and sound, and that all the members of the gang had been subdued.
He said in the communication channel: "All is well."