Film and Television: The Villain's Life Begins with Joy of Life

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Fan Xian looked utterly exasperated.

The box that Ye Qingmei left him was given to him by Wu Zhu when he came to the capital from Danzhou.

The box was made of a special material, neither gold nor wood, and he tried every conventional method to damage it without success. After months of research, he still had no clue.

Wu Zhu also had no idea what was inside, only vaguely remembering that the key to open the box was in Kyoto.

After arriving in Kyoto, he encountered a series of troubles, including assassination attempts, framing, and courtroom confrontations. He had no time to think about the key.

Gradually, he hid the box and almost forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, today, someone has seen through my disguise in a single sentence.

Given Wu Zhu's relationship with Ye Qingmei, he had no idea what was in the box.

Judging from Zhou Cheng's tone, he not only knew the box existed, but also knew what was inside.

This inevitably made Fan Xian feel uncomfortable and suspicious.

He stared at Zhou Cheng, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say:

"Great Sage, what exactly is your relationship with my mother? How come you seem to know everything about her? My father and Uncle Wuzhu don't know as much as you do!"

Fan Xian simply couldn't understand it.

His father, Fan Jian, was unaware that Ye Qingmei had left him a domineering true energy and a box, but the person in front of him knew.

Wu Zhu didn't know what was in the box, but this guy in front of him did.

He really didn't understand what this person's relationship with Ye Qingmei was to know so many secrets.

When Chen Pingping heard that Zhou Cheng wanted to take something from the box, his face darkened.

He naturally knew about Ye Qingmei's box.

When he met Ye Qingmei, she always carried that box with her and never let it leave her side.

Later, Ye Qingmei died, and the box disappeared. He only vaguely guessed that Wu Zhu had taken the box and left it to Fan Xian, but he did not investigate further.

He didn't know what was in that box, but since Ye Qingmei had carried it with her as if it were her life, it must be something extremely important.

He really wanted to persuade Fan Xian not to agree.

He opened his mouth.

In the end, I couldn't bring myself to say it.

He could tell that Fan Xian didn't have the key to the box and couldn't open it.

If the box can't be opened, it's no different from a piece of trash. Whether Fan Xian is willing to trade or not is his own business, and he shouldn't interfere with Fan Xian's decision.

He simply turned his head, looked at the dejected figure beside him, and sighed softly:

"Shadow, why don't you go outside and calm down?"

It wasn't that he didn't trust Shadow; it was just that it concerned Ye Qingmei's secret, and he didn't want more people to know.

The shadow did not speak.

He simply turned around slowly and walked out step by step, his steps unsteady as if he were stepping on cotton, his whole being like a walking corpse.

The sight of that figure from behind made Chen Pingping and Fan Xian feel a pang of heartache.

"Squeak—"

The door was closed.

Zhou Cheng then spoke:

"I've said before that I have nothing to do with Ye Qingmei. Just like our existence is already incredible, what does it matter if we know a few secrets?"

Fan Xian wanted to roll his eyes.

He admitted that time travel was indeed incredible, but the person in front of him was not only a fellow traveler from the same hometown, but also a grandmaster, and his identity was a mystery, knowing all sorts of secrets. It was equally incredible, but this person was just too incredible!

Zhou Cheng, unaware of Fan Xian's thoughts, paused for a moment.

"All I need is your answer: are you going to do this deal or not?"

Zhou Cheng casually put his hands in his pockets, looking completely indifferent.

He was putting psychological pressure on Fan Xian.

In fact, if things had gone according to plan, Wu Zhu would have remembered the location of the key to the box by tomorrow at the latest and told Fan Xian.

But Fan Xian didn't know that.

He was extremely conflicted at that moment, his brows furrowed into a knot.

He didn't want to lend the things Ye Qingmei left him to others, but he was also worried that if he missed this opportunity, he would never be able to open the box again and unlock its secrets.

After thinking it over, Fan Xian raised his head and tentatively asked:

"I need to know what's inside the box before I decide whether to lend it to you!"

Fan Xian silently gave himself a thumbs up for his cleverness.

By saying this, he not only managed to uncover the secret of the box but also turned a passive situation into an active one, which was undeniably clever!

Zhou Cheng thought about it and didn't refuse.

He was just taking advantage of the information gap to get something from Fan Xian for free, so telling Fan Xian in advance wouldn't have been a problem.

Besides, even if he had the key, he would still need Fan Xian to open the box.

The box had two layers.

The key can only open the outermost layer of the box; the inner layer has a touch screen and a secondary password.

The secondary password is the two characters "五竹" (Wuzhu), but it needs to be entered using the Wubi input method.

Unfortunately, Zhou Cheng knew nothing about the Wubi input method.

"There was a gun in Ye Qingmei's box."

"gun?!"

Fan Xian's eyes lit up.

There was a gun hidden in the box; he certainly wouldn't have believed it before.

But now...

He believed it!

He felt a sense of temporal disorientation and disbelief when he saw that Chen Pingping had hidden two guns in his wheelchair.

Now that he heard that Ye Qingmei had left him a gun in her box, it made perfect sense!

"Did the young lady also leave a gun for Fan Xian?"

Chen Pingping was stunned for a moment, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

Ye Qingmei left him a gun, and she also left Fan Xian a gun.

This made him feel that his position in Ye Qingmei's heart was no less than that of Fan Xian. This heavy "recognition" made him wish he could die for Ye Qingmei immediately.

He knew it wasn't possible yet; he had to be patient, patient enough to bring the murderer who killed Ye Qingmei down with him!

Fan Xian did not notice the change in Chen Pingping's expression.

He simply pressed for answers:

"What kind of gun did my mother leave me? Was it a shotgun? A pistol? A Desert Eagle? Or a rifle? An AK47?"

Zhou Cheng said calmly:

"It's a Barrett M82A1."

Fan Xian's mouth instantly opened into an "O" shape.

He was just casually mentioning things like the Desert Eagle and AK47; he never actually expected them to be modern firearms.

But to my surprise, the answer they gave was so astonishing!

Barrett M82A1!

He didn't really know much about firearms, but even if he didn't know much, he had always heard of the famous Barrett anti-material sniper rifle.

Barrett has been incredibly prominent in various shooting games and even gunfight movies!

He just couldn't understand how Barrett came about, given the world's backward industrial level.

Hand-crafted Barrett? That's outrageous!

After calming down, Chen Pingping was able to hear Zhou Cheng and Fan Xian's conversation clearly.

He noticed Fan Xian's surprise; it seemed that the gun called "Barrett" was quite special.

However, Chen Pingping didn't think too much about it. In his mind, they were both guns, so how big could the difference be? A shotgun and a Barrett were probably like the difference between a knife and a sword!

Zhou Cheng and Fan Xian were naturally unaware of Chen Pingping's thoughts.

Of course, even if they knew, they wouldn't deliberately explain.

The Barrett rifle in Ye Qingmei's box was a personal weapon she brought out from the temple—which was the military museum of the previous era.

Chen Pingping's shotgun was hand-assembled by Ye Qingmei at Taiping Villa with the help of craftsmen.

The two are not even in the same league in terms of rarity and technological sophistication.

After learning that the box contained a Barrett rifle, Fan Xian thought about it and felt conflicted, but he wasn't so conflicted anymore.

In this world, the Barrett is truly a killing machine. It can penetrate a wall from a kilometer away, meaning it can kill whomever it wants!

But who is this guy in front of me? A Grandmaster!

If a grandmaster wants to kill someone, does he need to use a gun?

unless……

Fan Xian tentatively asked:

"Great Sage, can Barrett kill a Grandmaster?"

Zhou Cheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Barrett is certainly capable of killing a Grandmaster.

Grandmasters may possess superhuman spirit, but their bodies are still mortal. If they are unexpectedly shot in the head or heart by a Barrett, they will surely die.

Of course, Barrett's ability to kill a Grandmaster is predicated on the Grandmaster not being prepared.

If the Grandmaster had taken precautions, with his true qi protecting his body, Barrett's bullets still wouldn't have been able to penetrate.

Zhou Cheng himself is a Grandmaster and is very clear about his own defensive strength.

With his full defensive capabilities, he could withstand not only a Barrett mortar, but even a regular mortar.

Of course, it can only be a regular mortar.

If it were a heavy mortar, he would be seriously injured.

If it were replaced with a super-heavy mortar—the kind that's so powerful it can destroy a ten-story building with a single shot—he would have no choice but to run away or cheat using the system space.

Fan Xian grinned, surprised that Barrett could kill a Grandmaster, but not too surprised.

After all, this is a Barrett!

Which carbon-based organism could withstand it?

He thought for a moment and asked:

"If I agree, how long will you use the Barrett?"

"Two days, I guess." Before Fan Xian could speak, Zhou Cheng added, "Don't worry, I won't damage your gun. And I won't kill anyone with a gun during those two days."

Fan Xian frowned: "Then what are you after?"

Zhou Cheng: "That's my business. I can only guarantee that the item will be returned to its rightful owner intact afterward."

Fan Xian thought for a moment.

Considering this man's behavior, if we refuse, he might resort to underhanded tactics—just like when he stole the Overlord's True Qi.

He didn't think he could keep the box.

So Fan Xian decided to agree.

"I agree. Open the box; if it really is a Barrett, I'll lend it to you for two days. Now, you can tell me where the key is!"

Zhou Cheng nodded and said frankly:

"The key is in the Empress Dowager's bedroom, in a hidden compartment under her bed. (A vast collection of works from various universes is available.)"