Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 294 Two Empty
Big upset!

Guo Chou's strength is by no means weak among local boxers, at least he is at the middle level.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have no power to fight back. In less than a minute, he was defeated by the strange young man who suddenly appeared - the latter didn't even have a prosthetic body!

Just a power arm cannot make up for the difference in physical function between the two sides, but the young man still won, which means that his fighting skills and awareness far exceed Guo Chou's.

If I replace it with a qualified prosthetic body, I'm afraid.
Thinking of this, the VIP in the upper box did not look at Guo Chou lying on the ground, but immediately ordered his men to go and talk to the young man. However, just as they were taking action, Chen Shouzi was quick-witted and asked the Red Blood Society to block the opponent while squeezing through the crowd and rushing to the young man who had just stepped off the ring.

“Brother Song——!”

Chen Shouzi was all smiles, speaking quickly: "Great! You fought beautifully!" "This is not the place to talk! Let's get out first!"

Seeing the other party frown, he had no choice but to say, "Remember what I said yesterday? Here's your chance—the president wants to see you in person!"

Under the command of Shouzi Chen, when the other VIPs' men finally broke through the people from the Red Blood Society, they found that they had come to nothing. The young man had already got into Shouzi Chen's car and left the club.

"Guo Chou is not a weakling, but you solved it in one go!"

As if the implicit conflict during the contract signing not long ago had never happened, Chen Shouzi put on a very warm attitude: "Ha! I said how could my vision be wrong?"

"I want a formal household registration," said the young man.

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean." Chen Shouzi said with a smile: "But as I said before, don't set your sights too low. You will understand after you meet the president."

".President?"

Chen Shouzi grinned and said proudly: "We usually call him Boss. Anyway, remember, Boss is a great man!"

About an hour later, Chen Shouzi's car stopped in front of an upscale residential area. He could see armed security guards at the door, armed with live ammunition and watching closely. Only after a series of verifications and announcements was he allowed to pass.

The location of this community is slightly remote, which gives it a somewhat quiet atmosphere. Once you enter and step on the bluestone paved road, you can see the lush and green pavilions and terraces that complement each other, and looking at the texture, you can see that they are all natural vegetation that has been cultivated originally.

Each palace lantern is equipped with an anti-gravity module, floating stably in the community and emitting a gentle bright light.

"Tsk tsk." Chen Shouzi's eyes showed envy. "If you want to live in a place like this, you need at least a million silver coupons as a base. And it's not enough to just be rich, you have to be at least a seventh-class person."

After passing through the carefully designed garden, under the guidance of Chen Shouzi, we arrived at a three-story villa.

Two huge and mighty stone lions squatted at the door, but before anyone could see clearly, the door opened automatically, revealing the face of an old man. He nodded slightly to the two people in front of the door as a greeting, and then walked inside.

"This is Uncle Zhang, the president's elder, and now the chief steward."

The architectural style of this villa also imitates ancient styles, and there is even a small pond in the yard with a few koi fish raised.

"Where is the toilet?" the young man suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Skinny Chen was stunned for a moment.

"It's not good to meet people in this state." The other person raised his hand, which was still stained with blood.

"Oh yeah! I was negligent!"

Chen Shouzi nodded repeatedly and was about to show the way, but then he changed his mind and decided to accompany the other party to the bathroom in person. He stood guard at the door for a while, not leaving the room. Only after confirming that the other party did not do anything unnecessary did he feel at ease.

Soon, in the living room, the young man saw the middle-aged man called "President". The latter was wearing a long gown and was originally sitting at the top of the banquet, but when he saw the young man, he immediately stood up and greeted him.

"This must be Song Zhi, Brother Song, right?"

The president's voice is strong and full of energy, and you can't tell at all that he is almost fifty years old.

"Come, sit down and eat first." The president took out a set of small cups: "How about wine? They are all good stuff, try it?"

"No, it will paralyze the nerves."

"Ha, that's right. If I didn't have such self-discipline, I wouldn't have been able to defeat Guo Chou so easily."

The president smiled and poured himself a glass: "It's okay if you don't drink, eat something to fill your stomach."

The table was filled with porcelain plates of all sizes. Red crucian carp sizzled in hot oil, pork elbows in brown sauce were stewed until soft and could be torn into pieces with a slight scrape, chicken offal stir-fried with scallions and ginger was steaming hot, and the aroma rushed straight to the nose. The handmade soup was dense and smooth, and melted in the mouth.
"You can't eat these in the wilderness, right? Even in Fengzhou, you can't just eat these."

Looking at the young man who was eating heartily without any courtesy, the president smiled and said, "I heard from the older generation that decades ago, these were just home-cooked dishes. But now, only the lower-class people can have them during festivals."

"Brother Song, let me ask you one more question. What are your plans for the future?" "Be a law-abiding citizen."

The air was silent for a few seconds, and then the president burst into laughter.

"Good idea, good idea." The president laughed and clapped his hands vigorously: "I really like your temper! Ha! 'Law-abiding citizen'? Then it is most suitable for you to come to the territory of the East Land Republic!"

"What do you think of my red blood?" The president said, "Let me be frank. You are so young and good at fighting. If you come to work for me, it goes without saying that you will meet the requirements for prosthetic implants. Four years. In four years, I am sure that you will become a 'seventh-class person'!"

The young man was silent for a moment.

"I know what you're thinking."

The president leaned back on the wooden chair and said, "Do you look down on our Red Blood Society? Do you think there is no future in gangs?"

"Heh." The president snorted, "You don't think there's no one left behind us in the Red Blood Society, do you?"

"Hmm?" The young man's expression changed slightly.

But the president did not reveal much, but changed the subject and said rather proudly: "I still have some face in front of that person. If you are really powerful, the Red Blood Society will not tolerate a potential dragon like you. Then how about I introduce you to that person?"

After a while, the young man pondered and slowly said, "I need to think about it."

"That's fine." The president waved his hand and said, "You can stay in our territory for a few days and think about it slowly."

".President."

An hour and a half later, after seeing the young man off, Skinny Chen returned and said respectfully, "We are still investigating his identity. We should be able to get a result in the next two days."

The president didn't look at Chen Shouzi, but just said "hmm".

"It's impossible for such a skilled player to not have any clues. Check it out carefully."

"But, President." Chen Shouzi said cautiously, "Is it really necessary to go to that extent? The key to the status of 'Seventh Class' is what you said, to be introduced to the big shots above us."

"Why are you so confused all of a sudden?"

The president laughed.

"In Fengzhou, no, in the entire Republic, whoever wants to do something needs permission from the people above them? The idea of ​​having a big shot behind them is just to scare newcomers like him. If you really count it this way, who doesn't have someone behind them?"

"It's just that dogs have to rely on humans, but humans can change dogs at any time!"

"And he wants to change his status... Humph, I've been doing dirty work for the people above me for almost my entire life, and with a bit of luck, I was able to become a 'sixth-class'. If he wants to be a seventh-class, he'd better wait a little longer."

Chen Shouzi was stunned for a while, then said: "Then I..."

"He comes from the wasteland, so we must take another look." The president's tone calmed down a little: "We need to understand this person's temperament."

"You can arrange the time secretly to test his temper. Of course, it's good to have ability, but I'm afraid he won't understand the truth and will have thoughts that he shouldn't have. If that's the case, the more capable he is, the faster he will die. No one can stop him. If he contradicts the people above, it may even implicate us."

"Anyway."

The president took a deep breath and said, "As long as he doesn't stand up for the lowly people below him or do anything that confuses the hierarchy, and works honestly for me and makes some contributions, then what if I give him a fortune?"

"Use both kindness and severity." The president stroked the armrest of the chair and said slowly, "That's the way to employ people."

——The next morning.

The president, who had just woken up from bed, learned something from the emergency report from his subordinates.

The young man disappeared.

Half an hour later, he learned the second thing.

The two million silver notes that he had saved diligently over the years were hidden in the basement of his villa and placed in a smart-controlled safe.

No more.

(End of this chapter)