Cyber Daming

Guangzhou Prefecture, Xin'an County.

Compared to the prosperous and huge Jinling City, Wang Qi prefers this seemingly cramped and poor new map.

Because there are no outrageously difficult plot tasks here, and there are not so many terrifying characters who can crush him like an ant.

In Xin'an County, as long as you show your identity as the "Old Mountain Gate", no matter who the other party is, they will immediately show a flattering smile, be respectful, and do their best to meet any request you make.

And the so-called "Old Mountain Gate" is just a cover identity for the "Tianque" force to which you really belong.

Wang Qi, who had many nightmares in Jinling City, relied on a big tree in Xin'an County and finally lived a comfortable life.

Come to think of it, this is the normal starting difficulty of a Huangliang dream of the city and rivers.

Like what I experienced in Jinling City, it should be just a cutscene used to narrate the background of the grand story of the whole dream.

At present, Xin'an County is where I really started.

Starting from a remote and backward place, he rose step by step as an unknown member of an organization, experienced hardships and obstacles, and finally dominated the entire Ming Empire, stood at the top of the sequence, and achieved a great cause that would go down in history.

This simple and crude story structure is common in this type of Huangliang dream, and Wang Qi can see through it at a glance.

However, seeing through it is seeing through it, the construction of this dream is still quite to Wang Qi's taste.

Especially the sequence path chosen by his current character, a declining Wuxu that is bullied, endures humiliation, and waits for one day to recast the glory of the past, is completely in line with his identity as the "protagonist" who leads the entire sequence to fight back against the trend with his own strength.

So in the past few months, after being roughly familiar with the basic situation of the entire Huangliang dream, Wang Qi has been eager to start experiencing the "protagonist" life destined by fate.

But another problem followed.

As the 'guide', Ao Hu disappeared inexplicably after bringing himself to this 'beginner map'!

Wang Qi tried every means to find the other party, but naturally there was no way to continue to promote the development of the plot.

He had a boiling blood and a high fighting spirit, but he couldn't find a place to display it.

This made Wang Qi very worried.

Fortunately, today, Wang Qi, who had been waiting for a long time, finally ushered in the first plot point of his dream life.

Changxing Society.

What kind of organization is Changxing Society? A typical Ming gang in Xin'an County.

In the entire Guangzhou Prefecture, there are so many organizations like this, and they can be seen in every corner.

And the one who controls these gangs behind the scenes is Tianque.

These gangs are not only the way to make money for Tianque, but also the source of new blood for Tianque.

Wang Qi even feels that these gangs are the prototype of Tianque, or they are born according to the organizational structure of Tianque.

Wang Qi's current identity is one of the contacts between Tianque and these gangs.

In the previous exchanges, Changxinghui has always behaved very obediently and has never been short of payment, let alone delay.

Therefore, it was once commended by Tianque, and Wang Qi personally awarded an eighth-grade martial arts injector to the other party's leader, Hua Danhuo, who has exhausted his genetic potential.

But this time, Changxinghui was contrary to its usual obedience and shorted the payment for this period without any prior instructions!

If this happened at other times, Wang Qi might still think that the other party had other hidden secrets.

But now he is trapped in the current plot and is at a loss, and he is very keen to discover the suspicion.

The abnormality of Changxinghui this time should be the beginning of his own plot.

"Punish the traitors within the organization. This routine is a bit old-fashioned, but it can be barely accepted. I just don't know if Hua Danhuo can give me a little surprise."

The black umbrella in his hand opened with a 'bang'.

Wang Qi smiled and walked into the pouring rain with an umbrella.

It was late at night, and the heavy rain did not extinguish the excitement of Tongluo Street in Xin'an County.

The crowds of people seeking pleasure came in and out of the various charming lights, and the jubilant laughter rushed to the sky with the aroma of wine, tobacco and meat.

In the most prosperous location of the entire Tongluo Street, there is an old-fashioned building with only two floors.

The red-bottomed and gold-lettered sign reads "Changxing Restaurant".

The wooden window frames, high-hanging lanterns, and waving wine banners, the antique architectural style give people the illusion of returning to the Ming Dynasty.

Several burly men in tight clothes stood in front of the door, puffing out smoke and talking in a low voice.

"The dragon head has said that Xin'an will not be peaceful recently. You all should be more careful and don't bring trouble to yourself at this critical moment, understand?"

One of the subordinates laughed disapprovingly: "Boss, don't scare us. Everyone knows that there is a hand in the sky covering us in Xin'an. Unless someone is powerful enough to cut off that hand, who dares to come out and cause trouble?"

The leading man's eyes flashed coldly: "Do you think I'm joking with you? Or is the dragon head joking with you?"

"No, don't misunderstand, we will do as you tell us."

The smile on the face of the man who spoke just now froze, and he quickly explained: "I just can't believe that someone dares to come to Xin'an to cause trouble."

"No one has the ability to cover the sky with one hand for a lifetime. This time, I'm afraid someone will really come to chop off your hand."

The leading man who knew a little about the inside story blew out a puff of smoke, and suddenly turned his head to look at the long street. His vigilant eyes stared at a figure approaching in the rain through the curling smoke.

"Friend, the host is busy today, sorry, I can't receive you. If you have anything, please come back another day."

The man led the people into the rain and blocked Wang Qi.

However, he did not drive them away directly. He was polite and bowed, polite but a little cold.

"The rule of your Changxing Club is that the lights are open."

Wang Qi's face was hidden under the edge of the umbrella, and he raised his hand to point to the red lantern under the eaves of the restaurant.

"You guys turned on the lights today, but you didn't do business. What's the reason?"

"It's true that this rule is true, but there are always exceptions."

The man put his palm down, blocked the raindrops with the back of his hand, and took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth.

"I really can't do business today. Please forgive me, my friend."

"Everyone has their own problems. Of course, I can understand. But I'm not here to buy things today, but to collect money."

The man was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly became gloomy, his face was full of flesh, and a fierce breath suddenly emerged.

"Friend, haven't you asked where this place is?"

The man looked at the man holding an umbrella in front of him and frowned, saying, "We are all from the underworld. If you encounter any difficulties and want to borrow some money to get through, no problem. Just tell us the amount. As long as it's not too big, we will be happy to do something good for you."

"But if you want to come here and make trouble just because you have some strength, you'd better consider the consequences first."

As the man spoke, his left hand quietly touched his waist.

"If you want to pretend to be generous, don't do these embarrassing little moves."

The edge of the umbrella was raised, revealing Wang Qi's eyes full of contempt.

"And I'm here to collect money today, not to ask for money. Do you really not understand? Or are you pretending not to understand?"

"Friend, why don't I understand what you said?"

The man paused suddenly while touching his waist, and moved back to the front very naturally, with an unchanged expression on his face.

"Is there any misunderstanding between you and our Changxing Society? As the old saying goes, it is better to resolve an embarrassment than to create one. Otherwise, you can tell me the whole story today, and I will help you resolve it. How about..."

The last word "what" came out of his mouth, without any soft sound, and it was as loud as a thunder.

The man's eyes suddenly turned into a strong and fierce color. He stepped forward suddenly, his right hand popped out, holding the still burning cigarette butt with his thumb and index finger, and the remaining three fingers were put together like a knife, stabbing Wang Qi's eye socket!

This move was obviously a killing move from some kind of martial arts, which started suddenly and attacked swiftly.

Even if the man holding an umbrella in front of him was really good, it would be very difficult to avoid it.

This is what the man expected in his heart, and the younger brothers around him also thought so.

But the development of the situation made their expectations fall through one after another, and the hand knife poking at the eyes cut into the rain and fell into nothing.

"Fuck, you're a tough guy!"

The man's heart suddenly sank, and he cursed in a Cantonese slang.

Before he could figure out how the other party dodged his killer move, a sharp pain from his chest swallowed his consciousness.

The man couldn't figure it out, but the thugs who were helping him saw it clearly.

At the moment when his boss attacked, the man holding the umbrella moved his feet to the side as if he had predicted it.

While dodging the knife, the other party rushed out, the black umbrella was gathered up, held upside down in his right hand, and shot out from bottom to top, and the metal umbrella handle hit his boss's chest heavily!

Bang!

The man's sturdy body was thrown high up like a tattered sack, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop", his head lowered, and scarlet blood spread under him.

Bang!

The umbrella was opened again, and two fingers stretched out from under the umbrella, accurately catching the cigarette butt thrown by the man.

"It seems that I was right. Changxing will really rebel."

Wang Qi's tone was excited, and he flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt with green smoke fell into an eye socket that was full of fear.

"Today from midnight to Chou time, a storm will move from Lingdingyang to the mouth of the Pearl River, covering areas including Dayu, Shatou, Xin'an and other places. The Guangzhou government office once again warns all citizens to stay at home, lock the doors and windows, and do not walk around at will."

The figure projected in the corner of the wall kept twisting and shaking, and the sound coming out was intermittent, and then it became an unsettling harsh noise, and no words could be seen clearly, and finally it disappeared completely with a "hiss".

Tonight in Xin'an County, it seemed that even the "Yellow Millet" connected to the outside world was cut off by the raging wind and rain.

The open window was swayed by the fierce raindrops, and the damp cold wind poured into the room, blowing away the heat rising from the copper pot.

A pair of chopsticks reached into the boiling soup, picked up a piece of soft dog meat, and gently wrapped it in the sauce dish.

The burly man with a shaved scalp and colorful and scary tattoos swallowed the hot food into his stomach, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Master Huo, the people from the 'Old Mountain Gate' are here."

A middle-aged man walked in quietly, bent over and said respectfully to the man who was feasting.

The man picked up the chopsticks quickly and turned a deaf ear to the middle-aged man's words.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "Master Huo, the other party is the 'Old Mountain Gate' after all. Otherwise, I will find an excuse to put them off first."

A pair of long chopsticks poked into the bottom of the pot, scratched it back and forth roughly, stirring the soup everywhere, but couldn't get out a piece of good meat for a long time.

The man who was still unsatisfied smacked his fat lips, simply threw away the chopsticks, picked up the pot directly, and drank the soup in one gulp regardless of the scalding high temperature.

"What the hell is the 'Old Mountain Gate'? It's clearly Tianque. A group of old things who are in trouble, want to lie on us and suck blood, but are afraid of being discovered. They hide their heads and show their tails, and they are cowardly bandits!"

The empty copper pot was thrown on the ground casually, and Hua Dan Huo wiped his lips full of red oil. The pair of eyes that were still unsatisfied fell on the middle-aged man, and the naked greed in them made him shudder.

What's wrong with Master Huo?

"Lao Min, go and tell him to get out of here, and tell him that it's not just this issue, from now on, Changxing will not give them a penny!"

"Mr. Huo, this is not good."

Hua Dan Huo's eyes were stern, and a scarlet tongue licked his white teeth: "What's wrong with that? I told you to go, so go."

"Huo Longtou, you are so powerful!"

Just then, the door of the room on the second floor of Changxing Restaurant suddenly opened, and a figure walked in slowly.

The tip of the folded umbrella touched the ground, but it did not draw a wet water line, but a narrow blood path.

Wang Qi drove straight in, ignoring Lao Min who was facing a great enemy, and sat directly at the square table, facing Hua Dan Huo who showed a weird smile.

The umbrella that had pierced a lot of bodies was placed horizontally on the table, and the blood that had not yet dried soon spread.

Hua Dan Huo shrugged his fat nose, and his turbid eyes stared straight at Wang Qi.

"Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to come here in person. What's the big deal?"

"Huo Longtou, I've almost killed all your little brothers, and you're still playing dumb here. Isn't that a bit boring?"

Wang Qi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the other party, and frowned and said: "Let me ask you, why didn't you pay the money for the fifteen ninth-grade martial arts injectors when it was due?"

"So it's because of this little thing."

Hua Dan Huo touched his bald head with tattoos and grinned: "If the goods are not sold, of course the money can't be paid. It's such a simple truth, don't you understand it, Your Majesty?"

Wang Qi narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Hua Dan Huo, are you bold or daring? You even paid the money for the 'Old Mountain Gate'. Dare to cheat, are you going to die?"

"You can't say that, even if it's the 'Old Mountain Gate', you have to be reasonable. If the things haven't been sold, how can I pay?"

"If you can't pay, then take out the goods. If your Changxing Club can't sell them, then you don't have to sell them in the future. There are many people in Xin'an County who can do this business."

"That makes sense."

Hua Danhuo licked the saliva left at the corner of his mouth and smiled: "But my Changxing Club has done so many things for your Tianque over the years. Even if there is no merit, there is hard work. If you don't do it once, it's not a crime to die, right? On the contrary, you, the prince, killed so many of my people without knowing right or wrong. Isn't this a bit against the rules?"

It's not 'Old Mountain Gate', but 'Tianque'!

Wang Qi heard these two words very clearly, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It seems that Hua Danhuo knew the existence of Tianque from other places.

Is he going to use this secret to threaten Tianque when he rebelled this time? He really doesn't know how to live or die.

Wang Qi smiled and said, "I have killed them. Do you want me to pay them with my life?"

"It's not that I have to pay with my life. Even if the martial order of the sect has declined, a martial order eight will not be reduced to paying with a bunch of trash. Otherwise, wouldn't I be degrading myself?"

Hua Danhuo leaned back and tapped the armrest lightly, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, and said calmly: "I can ignore the dead, and I can even give you the entire Changxing Society, as long as you promise me a small thing."

Wang Qi said "Oh" and sneered, "What small thing can be so valuable?"

"That is, let me."

Hua Danhuo showed a mouthful of sharp fangs, and his voice was indescribably weird: "Let me taste your taste."

As soon as the voice fell, a black shadow suddenly jumped up and pounced on Wang Qi.

Puff!

Wang Qi, who had never relaxed his vigilance, grabbed the umbrella on the table and directly inserted it into the mouth of the middle-aged man named "Lao Min", piercing through the back of his head and nailing him to the wooden floor.

"Lonely. Really alone, this must taste delicious! Delicious!"

Like a howl of a wild beast exploding above his head, Wang Qi did not hesitate to straighten his spine and leap up, with his left foot padding, and his right knee lifted violently, hitting the opponent's abdomen.

This low knee hard hit was fierce and powerful. If it fell on an ordinary person, it would be enough to smash the stomach and lungs into a ball of rotten meat.

But the opponent at the moment was Hua Dan Huo, who was also in the eighth order, so Wang Qi's move was not intended to kill the enemy, but just to force the opponent to retreat.

Bang!

The knee hit unexpectedly landed on the ground, making an extremely dull sound.

Hua Dan Huo was like a wild beast that had lost its mind. He had no agility at all. He took Wang Qi's blow head-on and retreated repeatedly. His footsteps were so heavy that the entire Changxing Restaurant was shaking.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Wang Qi's heart sank, and he was suddenly confused. But his footwork did not stop for a moment, and he rushed forward while he was victorious.

No matter what tricks you are playing, you will be honest if you kill him.

Wang Qi pressed in front of Hua Danhuo, and punched out with his fists, hitting the opponent's vital points in the middle.

Hua Danhuo seemed to have forgotten not only how to attack, but also the defensive moves. He stared with a pair of hungry eyes, letting the fist shadows in front of him wreak havoc, and waving his arms in vain to catch Wang Qi's wandering figure.

The more Wang Qi fought, the more panicked he became.

Not only because Hua Danhuo, who was hit hard, did not show any signs of falling, but also because of the opponent's terrifying eyes and saliva swaying in his mouth.

An inexplicable chill surged into Wang Qi's heart.

"Fuck you!"

Wang Qi's face was filled with anger. He jumped up on the spot, tightened the muscles of his right leg, twisted his waist and swung his legs, and chopped Hua Danhuo's neck like a long knife!

Crack!

Amid the sound of bones breaking, Hua Danhuo's figure smashed the wall and flew into the heavy rain.

In front of the ruins, Wang Qi, who had landed on the ground, pulled out two Wei Wuzu from under his fluttering robe, pointed the muzzle at the downstairs, and pulled the trigger to the bottom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunshots lasted for a long time, but Wang Qi's face did not ease at all, but became more and more gloomy.

Hua Danhuo, who fell downstairs, stood up again with a broken neck bone, his head drooped crookedly on his shoulders, and his swollen and bloodshot eyes stared straight upstairs.

The clothes torn by bullets revealed the festering flesh and blood holes underneath, some as small as fingers and some as big as fists, with strangely shaped organs constantly beating in them.

A strong stench that could not be covered by the dense raindrops rose up and rushed into Wang Qi's nose.

"What the hell is this thing?!"