Chapter 84: Take a Guess

My Years in National Security Don’t panic—I am capable of even more. 1461 words 2026-04-13 15:58:01

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"A bit arrogant," Zhang Liang murmured to Zhen Ye as they sat on the sofa, speaking in hushed tones. They hadn’t even bothered to lay down their weapons—simply walked right in without a care...

Don’t give me that line about shooting to make sure you never leave; whether you get out or not is something to be decided after you’re dead, so what’s the point in talking about it now...

"Maybe that’s just the rule of survival in this neighborhood," Zhen Ye replied, not saying much more. Truth be told, he didn’t really understand how local gangs operated...

They didn’t have to wait long before a portly man, accompanied by several bodyguards, strolled in. His imposing presence filled the room.

By now, he knew that Emperor Yang of Sui had just ascended the throne, and the era name would be changed to "Great Enterprise" next year. Fortunately, Yang Guang’s reign would last at least another decade. Li Feng felt this was a decent point in time—it gave him time to grow and gain strength, to bide his time quietly.

And for such a modest team of eight, having a Japanese truck at their disposal was more than enough.

After Li Feng recounted what had just happened, in truth, the moment Granny saw Li the Undefeated appear before her, she could already guess most of it.

To be precise, after Yang Dongli’s explanation, several members of the team wore irritable, uneasy expressions.

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Song Ningzhao gripped her phone, her face expressionless, drained of all color, her lips pale.

"Come on, play a game with your uncle. Leave those bothersome things aside for now," Yang Guang said, picking up my right hand and placing an arrow into my palm.

What’s the most common thing in a hospital? All sorts of patients, and those who are injured or disabled. Thus, the hospital was the perfect "instance" to build goodwill and loyalty.

That afternoon, perhaps because everyone had just eaten and the weather was stifling, the village grew quiet and still.

This is the difference in worldview between the ancients and the modern age; the ancients, with their limited perspective, believed the earth was flat.

"A misdiagnosis? Look at your last report from the Renmin Hospital—it’s exactly the same!" Cheng Yiben sneered as he tossed Pei Shiyin’s previous hospital records at her. She glanced at them and, sure enough, there was little difference between the two.

Fishing out the key, He Yining unlocked the door, dragging her weary body inside before closing it behind her.

A little calmer now, he began to realize that Li Xiuyuan still had scruples—he didn’t dare to really kill him.

"How can you tell?" Though Pang Tong had sensed the same, he needed a more precise explanation.

"Perfect timing, since you’re both here. Let’s have hot pot together and sort out the details of the contract. That way we won’t have to schedule another meeting," Lan Yan said with a smile.

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At Lake Poyang, the wind howled and the rain poured relentlessly. Strange phenomena occurred frequently, with violent waves and swirling whirlpools rising from the lake, making it utterly unsuitable for naval battles.

"Tianya, are you all right?" The moment Tianya stepped inside, Yuko rushed over, her face etched with worry.

"All of this was part of your plan, wasn’t it?" Chuchu regarded the Great Tengu with icy detachment. Hearing his words, any lingering trace of pity vanished without a trace.

"Cheng Yiben, you’re shameless!" Pei Shiyin’s heart raced. She didn’t dare to shout or make a scene—if she called security or the servants, wouldn’t that just make everyone stare at her and Cheng Yiben’s ambiguous relationship?

Of course, relying solely on those rustic sorcerers from the Three Eastern Provinces was never enough to swallow up this hellish colony. So, the Hellish Colonial Group would surely repeat this process again and again, expanding step by step from north to south.

"No need for all this mystery. Since it’s online, there must be an author. At worst, we’ll just visit this author, interrogate him, and the truth will come out. Although, I doubt he’s really involved," Yang Bin shared his thoughts.

Fortunately, Yu Rong was standing guard outside and could clearly sense that Xia Qi’s life force hadn’t faded. This kept Gu Yue and the others from losing their composure.

Yang Bin wanted to ask Yi Ling something, but after a moment’s hesitation, he let it go. Asking too many questions now would make him seem like an endlessly curious child. Better to look around with her first and observe, then, once he’d drawn his own conclusions, he could ask the questions that truly mattered.