Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

At the headquarters of the Yudian Group, under the Yudian Tower, Erica and her gang members from the Longlun Gang stood behind the protesters.

The protesters at the front, most of whom were small traders, employees and bosses from small workshops and small factories, were huddled together at the moment, holding various large screens with various protest slogans scrolling on them.

They are engaged in production, do not like fighting, and usually live in peace with the world. However, after the reform of the patent law, many technologies that are already in use will be charged again.

And it is impossible for them to abandon the technologies they have adopted and no longer use them.

The first is an efficiency issue after technology iteration. The production efficiency and production cost of new technology will always be much higher than that of old technology.

The second is the cost. A new technology production line that has been transformed and can be put into production needs to be restructured because of the retrogression of patent laws. Isn't this a waste of money?

Finally, there is the price. Originally, they only relied on various low-profit products to earn some wages to support their families. They did not expect to become rich. However, after the reform of the patent law, major companies will be able to make a living on their already meager profits. Who can bear to take another cut of the profit?

Behind the protestors at the front was the Longlun gang carrying various weapons.

Erica couldn't help but smile when she saw the enthusiastic expressions of the gang members eager for a battle.

"Don't worry, the time is not up yet."

She raised her hand and looked at the time on her personal terminal.

According to the previously discussed plan, the Longlun Gang will be the spark that ignites the three major groups.

And she didn't know whether this spark would eventually be reborn or burned down.

Erica simply felt that she was not as good as her father, the old leader of the Longlun Gang, Shan.

When Shan was still alive, he led the Long Lun Gang to sweep almost the entire underground world. Even the three gangs supported by the three major groups were subdued by his power.

But when Zaishan was about to lead the Long Lun Gang to attack the status of the three major groups, he accidentally derailed his car on the suspended street and died.

Regardless of whether it was an accident or not, the Longlun Gang was hit hard, and only by shrinking their forces could they retain their strength until now.

But now, the power of the three major groups is getting stronger day by day, and even the three gangs have squeezed the original status of the Longlun Gang.

If it weren't for the internal struggles among the three gangs, and the external struggles that never stopped, I'm afraid the Longlun Gang would have just broken into pieces and escaped into the masses.

But even so, the Longlun Gang's life is getting more difficult day by day.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water. It doesn't seem to be a big problem, but in fact it's like an ant-eaten riverbank. It doesn't know when it will collapse and die.

She didn't want the Longlun Gang to die, nor did she want the Longlun Gang to survive.

So when Kimura Haru came to the door with a knife, he decisively chose to go back.

From the perspective of Old Beard and Baru, she knew nothing about Haru Kimura, but how could a person who had always inherited the Long Lun Gang and planned to carry it forward not know this information?

If she didn't know anything, how could she possibly have returned to the tavern when she happened to meet the four members of the Interstellar Black Hand Gang for the first time, and when she returned to the tavern for the second time, she happened to meet the Immortal Swordsman, Kimura Jiuyu, who came to drink?

Erica doesn't want to drown in silence, she just wants to explode in silence.

Explosions require energy accumulation, and only the most powerful people in City No. 7 will have enough power.

Listening to the slogans shouted over and over by the vendors in front, she smiled, comforted the surrounding gang members, and waited silently for the time to come.

Going back an hour, Xia Zhihui's cell phone rang in a hotel near the company.

Didi didi—

This is his alarm clock.

He reached out and swiped the phone next to the pillow to turn off the alarm clock.

He turned over twice, sandwiched the quilt between his legs, opened his eyes with difficulty, then relied on the strength of his waist and abdomen to slightly lift his upper body, and stood up the pillow.

Half-lying against the bedside, he finally woke up, stretched out, picked up his phone and checked the time.

Well, it's still early, there's no rush.

Simply wash up and go downstairs.

On the first floor of the hotel, Dan Heng was already sitting on the reception sofa of the hotel with a book in his hand, reading for an unknown amount of time.

Perhaps hearing his footsteps, Dan Heng folded the pages of the book.

"Are they up?"

Xia Zhihui shook his head.

"I don't know, he's probably still sleeping."

"It's okay, don't worry. I'll go to the other world company to make breakfast. You go and call them. What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Dan Heng nodded first. After hearing the following questions, he fell silent for a moment and answered.

"Is there going to be a fierce battle later?"

Xia Zhihui yawned and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

"We can't talk about a fierce fight. I'll explain it to you when we get to the company. What do you want to eat?"

"I want to drink porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, okay?"

"Okay."

Dan Heng usually eats whatever is available and is not picky about food.

Today, he rarely asked for something he wanted to eat, so Xia Zhihui naturally wanted to satisfy him.

As for the two guys who slept in, forget about it!

"I'm going to another world company, please remember to come here early."

"Ah."

After arriving at the Different World Company, Xia Zhihui entered behind the bar with ease.

Jizi and Karl were already at the small table, starting class.

Wash and soak rice.

Wash the meat, shred it and marinate it.

Peel the preserved eggs and cut into small pieces. Wash the ginger and cut into shreds. Wash the green onions and chop them into slices.

After preparing all the ingredients, he took out a casserole.

Pour the soaked rice into the casserole and add an appropriate amount of water. Looking at the full pot, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Gotta buy a big pot."

"But that's not necessarily the case. After all, after leaving Ket, we have lost two mouths."

Heat over high heat and simmer over low heat, stirring occasionally to avoid sticking.

Not long after, Dan Heng came over with two people.

Xing is quite energetic. It seems that he didn't stay up late playing games last night.

March 7th still looked sleepy, but everyone was used to it.

Dan Heng took the large spoon from Xia Zhihui's hand and stirred the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

"So, why did you say before that it was not a fierce battle?"

Xia Zhihui smiled.

"Why haven't you figured it out yet?"

"After all, Xing alone can challenge the chief instructor, and the chief instructor is one of the top twenty experts in City No. 7."

"Calculating this way, there are less than six masters in the Electric Control Tower who can resist the four of us. And we plan to break in from the air. The Longlun Gang is on the ground to help us attract attention. The masters we need to face are It’s even less, probably not three.”

"The greatest possibility is that there are only two people. If there are two people, the three of you can't just deal with it casually."

"and……"

Xia Zhihui glanced at Ji Zi who was teaching Karl a lesson.

"Just because we can't win doesn't mean we won't win."