Summer passed, and then Jiaming was discharged from the hospital. Time entered the autumn of 1998, and everything returned to its original trajectory.
Returning to the rented house with Lingjing and Shasha, it was still the day of school and school. For the three of them, this autumn passed very peacefully.
With the mediation of the National Security Agency, the underground forces of Jianghai City did not cause too much trouble. The Yuechi family and Takamagahara spent a lot of effort to contain Pei Luojia in Japan. In addition to the deterrence of the name Tulip, there were no killers who came to Jianghai City to cause trouble. The situation of the entire underworld, from the chaos at the beginning of the firefight, after half a year, and the strong intervention of the Japanese government, was finally suppressed to a relatively clear situation. Although they did not give in to each other, it was difficult to determine the winner.
On the other hand, Dongfang Wan's toy factory began to start. The first batch of electronic pets was released, and then it began to recover its costs.
With the golden signboard of the Dongfang family in front of it, and with a wide distribution channel, the early profits were basically certain. The question was how big the company would develop in the future, and how much potential could be excavated under Dongfang Wan's hands. This was the test that Dongfang Wan was facing. How much status she could occupy in Dongfang Wan in the future was also determined by this.
For this factory, Dongfang Wan had put all her energy into it without affecting her basic studies.
Because she was in school, after the first batch of results, she was able to transfer a few managers from the Dongfang family's group company to help take care of it.
Hsu Yi-ting was her only confidant. While studying, she handled some simple things for Dongfang Wan.
She let Dongfang Wan set up a laboratory, but she didn't go to the factory many times. However, in general, the atmosphere between Dongfang Wan and Jiaming had eased — especially when the electronic pet design handed over by Jiaming was well received in the world. Without Dongfang Wan's occasional boring nagging, the life of sleeping on the table every day was peaceful and relaxed.
Shasha was originally the main force of the volleyball team. Now that Tan Suyan, who liked to compete with her, was in university, she felt bored without an opponent. She had always been used to being free, so she simply quit the team and was only willing to play occasionally. Compared to Jiaming, who wasn't liked by others, she was lively in class. She excelled in all kinds of sports, and her interpersonal relationships were much better. Occasionally, when you saw her in school, she was surrounded by a lot of chattering girls. Her life was rich and colorful.
As for Lingjing, since Dongfang Lu had already laid his cards on the table with Jiaming, he didn't ask Lingjing for help with the Student Union. She had some friends in class, but not many. Occasionally, she would go shopping and buy a few books. Every week, she would take two days off and take turns to prepare dinner with Jiaming. After forming a routine, everyone gradually got used to it. Her grades were still among the best in the grade. Occasionally, she would receive a few love letters, which she would throw into the trash can.
Lingjing's hobby after class was to play the piano. Ya Han taught her the basics, but she had a high comprehension and a good sense of music. Ya Han couldn't teach her from the beginning. Sometimes, she would buy books and explore by herself. She also joined a training class, but later felt that there was nothing to learn, so she quit.
She no longer went to Nordic Fantasy, but she still had some contact with Zhang Jingfeng's friend, the pianist Chen Kean. Occasionally, she would ask for some advice and borrow a few books.
At this time, Zhang Jingfeng was said to be no longer managing Nordic Fantasy. Instead, he had returned to his family's hotel chain business. They didn't have much contact, so she didn't have to reject him as clearly as she did with Dongfang Lu.
At school, Ya Han resumed smiling at Jiaming and Lingjing, but after all, they were only friends. Things like running to Ya Han's office to surf the net or taking an afternoon nap didn't happen anymore.
Ya Han maintained a meticulous work attitude and appeared to be very energetic in front of everyone. It wasn't clear whether it was because she thought things through and was in a good mood, or because her heart had given up on her.
In short, time passed like this. September, October, and after the beginning of winter in November, the weather turned cold.
On the day of November, Jiaming suddenly saw a message.
On the 13th of November, [Gods Without Thoughts] arrived in Bangkok, Thailand.
"What is this lunatic doing in Thailand … for sex change surgery …"
One person's power couldn't control the world, but Jiaming wasn't a person who wanted to dominate. He wasn't interested in establishing a huge power group. Since he established a hidden cooperation with Jiaming Masayoshi, part of the information about Takama-ga-hara would be sent to Jiaming every day. This short message was mixed in with countless trivial matters. The reason why it attracted Jiaming's attention was naturally because of the crazy name of [Gods Without Thoughts].
It should have nothing to do with me …
After a little consideration, Jiaming filtered out this information and began to read the next one.
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Thailand, Bangkok, outskirts of Bawai County, Pei Luojia Asia Branch Center.
On the surface, it was just a large private factory, but in reality, it had more perfect defense and training facilities than a military base. This was the largest base of Pei Luojia Asia Branch, which had more than four hundred assassins of different levels. Underneath this factory, there was a luxurious and practical large-scale underground complex. At this time, there were nearly a hundred assassins who weren't on missions living and training below.
It was already late at night. This was a somewhat empty underground shooting range. For various reasons, there was only one person training in the shooting range.
Under the bright light, a burly man with a bare upper body appeared in front of us. He had dark skin, slightly curly shoulder-length black hair, a fierce face, tangled muscles, and hideous scars. The way he held two guns and fired in front of him made him look like a modern version of Lu Zhishen.
However, when his long hair swayed occasionally, we could see that his left ear was obviously injured. At this time, half of it was missing.
Targets were constantly moving in front of him, and the two guns in the man's hands were also constantly firing. Once the bullets ran out, he would immediately reload with a new magazine as fast as he could. Bullet casings piled up under his feet, and new bullet casings continued to fall, reflecting a bright yellow light as they bounced.
He didn't know how long this kind of mechanical shooting practice had been going on.
The monotonous gunshots continued.
At a certain moment, when he finished firing the bullets in his right pistol and was about to change the magazine, he suddenly felt a presence behind him.
With the gun in his left hand, he turned around at lightning speed and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
It was a smiling face.
There wasn't much movement. The moment the gun was aimed at his forehead, the smiling face tilted slightly, and the bullet grazed his forehead. The next moment, he lowered his head, and the second bullet grazed the top of his head.
There were only two bullets left in the gun in his left hand. Without any hesitation, the burly man's right fist came whistling over. He waved his hand to deflect this extremely fierce punch. Then, the attack came like a storm.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
"Please … Tank, I don't want to fight an unnecessary and meaningless battle …"
"Go die for me!"
"… Then go!"
In the blink of an eye, he had already blocked countless punches and deflected countless knee strikes. The smiling man, who was not known for his brute strength, was also a little depressed. The next moment, with another exchange of blows, the two of them flew out in opposite directions at the same time. The burly man fell over the small platform used for target practice, rolled on the ground, and stood up. The smiling man's back slammed into the wall more than a meter behind him. After that, he stood on the ground and patted the dust off his body. Behind him, the tiles on the wall had already cracked into a circular spider web shape, and fragments were falling down with a crackling sound.
"Did your sense of shame make you better?
Tank … But this is also a good thing … "The man raised his eyebrows, and then tightened the coat he was wearing." Aren't you cold?
The weather in Japan isn't too good now. When I came to Thailand, they said it was a tropical place and I didn't need to wear too many clothes. I was fooled. Look at me, I'm only wearing a thin coat … It's so cold. When will this world stop being so cold … "
In all honesty, although it was already winter and the air conditioner was not turned on, the temperature was not too cold. However, Tank understood that the man had a habit of fearing the cold since he was young. He did not say anything, but only frowned. "Gods … What are you doing in Asia?"
Although they were still the same organization in name, Pei Luojia's divisions had been fighting with each other for the past few years. Although Japan was the headquarters, they still didn't have a good impression of each other. However, Tank was an assassin sent to the Asian branch after being trained in Japan. He was acquainted with Gods Without Thought. Gods Without Thought smiled and said, "Of course I'm looking for you to do something big."
"If you want to do something big, do it yourself."
"Of course, I want to do it myself, but … a person with great ability sometimes has to play the role of a leader. Only then can the scale be expanded. Otherwise, do I have to serve tea myself?"
"So …" Tank sneered. "I'm your lackey?"
"Of course you are, why not?"
Gods said matter-of-factly. Seeing Tank about to leave with a sneer, he continued to smile. "At least in this operation in Jianghai City, don't tell me you want to lead me?"
Suddenly, Tank stopped and slowly turned his head. "I've never heard of any operation in Jianghai City. I only know that last month, you proposed to go to Jianghai City to kill Chen Guxia, but you were rejected at the headquarters meeting."
"What's rejected?
Have you ever seen something as boring as my proposal? "
He shrugged. "I've decided to do something. When can Cang Yu and the others restrain me? That's an ultimatum!
That's why I'm here now. I'm ready to lead you to wash away the shame of the past. How about it?
Are you touched? "
Tank hesitated for a moment. Just now he asked. "If you want to kill Chen Guxia, you can go alone. Why did you come here?"
"You've really hit the nail on the head!"
Gods waved his finger excitedly. "I have a very hot, exciting, and interesting plan. How about it?
About this … Let's talk? "