One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Xu Si, watching from upstairs, immediately brightened up.

"Goodness."

Xu Si stubbed out his cigarette, leaned on the railing, and clicked his tongue in amazement:

"This is a physical counter-armor?"

Xu San looked at the soaring kinetic energy value on the screen, nodded, and offered an explanation:

"His innate ability can be described as the storage and release of kinetic energy."

"His muscles contract with extremely high intensity when subjected to external impact."

Not only can it neutralize the damage, but it can also temporarily store the impact force within the body.

"Then, we will strike back at that force exactly as it was."

Xu San turned to look at Xu Si and gave a very fair assessment:

"To put it simply, the harder you hit him, the harder he'll hit you back. It's perfect for a war of attrition and close-quarters combat."

"Not bad, really not bad."

Xu Si stroked his chin and chuckled.

During this time, Feng Baobao was "kidnapped" by Zhang Tianyi and lived a life of luxury. He was worried that he didn't have a handy tool to do his work.

This kind of tough, guileless, and fearless fighting style is exactly to his liking.

Xu Si strolled down the iron ladder and walked to the center of the testing ground.

When Jinwu saw Xu Si approaching, he quickly stopped his stance.

He casually picked up a towel draped over the railing and wiped his sweat, looking somewhat reserved.

He was provided with good food and lodging at the company, and even given a full-body medical check-up, which made Jinwu, who had been struggling to make a living in the mountains since childhood, feel a little unreal.

"Fourth Brother," Jin Wu greeted him respectfully.

"Don't be nervous, relax."

Xu Si walked over, not minding the smell of sweat on him, and patted his strong shoulder.

"Jinwu, did you enjoy the food in the cafeteria this morning?"

"I'm used to it! I'm so used to it!"

When food was mentioned, a simple, honest smile spread across Jinwu's rugged face:

"Meat is plentiful, and you can eat as many steamed buns as you want. It's much better than eating dry rations in the mountains."

He paused, his tone becoming very serious:

"Fourth Brother, Master Tian Shu arranged for me to be here. Is there anything I need to do?"

"You've provided me with food and lodging, I can't just eat and drink for free. Please feel free to ask me to do any heavy work."

That's exactly what Xu Si was waiting for.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trench coat pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to Jinwu.

When Jinwu waved his hand and said he didn't know how to smoke, he lit it himself and put it in his mouth.

"There is work available, but it's not like carrying bricks or heavy loads."

Xu Si took a deep breath, exhaling smoke, and stared directly into Jin Wu's eyes:

"We have a vacancy here."

"This job has no official title. If you do it well, no one will praise you. If you mess it up, you might not even have anyone to collect your body."

The main focus is on high-risk situations, often involving dealing with desperate criminals.

Xu Si deliberately said some very harsh things to test the boy's courage.

Jinwu listened quietly without even frowning.

He held the towel, looked at Xu Si, and asked only one simple question:

"Fourth Brother, does this job... include food and lodging?"

"I'll take care of it." Xu Si laughed.

"Will that wage be enough for me to buy two sturdier sets of clothes? My old set was all torn to shreds by tree branches in the mountains."

"It's not only enough for you to buy clothes, but it can also allow you to eat out a few times a month."

"That's fine."

Jinwu nodded without hesitation and draped the towel over his shoulder.

"I did it."

He looked at Xu Si, his eyes filled with a stubborn determination.

“The real man saved my life. He told me to stay here, so I listened to him.”

"As long as I have food to eat, I'll beat up whoever you tell me to."

Looking at the overly honest man in front of him, Xu Si secretly gave Zhang Tianyi a thumbs up.

That man really knows how to pick people.

This is practically the perfect template for a temporary worker!

No need for ideological work or empty promises; just give them a full meal and they'll do whatever you ask.

"That's it!"

Xu Si put his arm around Jin Wu's shoulder and smiled like a ruthless boss who had finally found cheap labor.

"From today onwards, you are the new reserve temporary worker for our North China region!"

"Come on, I'll take you to the cafeteria. I'll add a few big pork knuckles to your lunch today!"

Chapter 246 In order to "purchase goods" from the island, Brother Xiao also learned to use back channels!

The company's top-floor corridor.

The heavy doors were tightly shut, completely blocking out the heated diplomatic exchanges taking place inside the main venue.

The corridor was covered with thick carpets, so there was not a sound when you stepped on them.

The central air conditioning was blowing cold air, and combined with the dim wall lamps in the corridor, the atmosphere was indeed somewhat hypnotic.

Zhang Chulan leaned against the wall with his legs stretched out, holding a paper cup in his hand, sipping the instant coffee inside.

Not far from him.

The man with the black pipe had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.

He was idly holding a dagger, twirling it back and forth between his fingers.

The blade reflected light so brightly it made one's eyes dizzy.

As for Xiao Zizai, he sat on a single sofa by the corridor.

He sat upright, holding a thick book, "Atlas of Forensic Medicine," which he read with great interest.

Every now and then he would gesture with his finger on the pages of the book.

"Ugh……"

Zhang Chulan crushed the empty paper cup and let out a long sigh.

"Chu Lan, this is the sixth time you've sighed in the last half hour."

Black Pipe stopped wielding the dagger in his hand and gave him a disgruntled look.

"Inside this door, Chairman Zhao is arguing with those foreigners. What are you worrying about outside?"

"Brother Guan, that's not what I'm worried about."

Zhang Chulan rubbed his slightly sore neck, lowered his voice, and spoke with a hint of boasting mixed with a touch of annoyance:

"I'm worried about packing my luggage."

"When going to a tropical island, should I bring more bottles of sunscreen or more cans of mosquito repellent?"

Black Pipe frowned: "Tropical island? Are you still dreaming? The company has several projects to clean up up north, where do we get time to take a vacation to an island?"

"Who said I went on vacation? I went with my advisor to take care of some serious business!"

Zhang Chulan crossed his legs, deliberately cleared his throat, and spoke in a voice that was just loud enough for the people in the corridor to hear:

"In a couple of days, my master, my junior uncle, and Sister Bao'er will be going on a long trip."

"The destination... Nathan Island."

"Clap."

Black Pipe lost his grip on the dagger and it fell onto the carpet.

He stared wide-eyed at Zhang Chulan:

"Nathan Island?! That lawless place of exile? A den of thieves full of international fugitives and mentally unstable people?!"

"What would your advisor be doing in a place like that? Going on vacation?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

Zhang Chulan made a shushing gesture, then chuckled:

"The Nathan Tree is about to change its leadership, and King Nathan himself came to invite my advisor to be a special witness. By the way, we also have some private business to take care of on the island."

"That place is really chaotic. I heard that even a random beggar you pick up on the street has several international arrest warrants on his back."

Zhang Chulan shrugged and sighed:

"That's exactly what I'm worried about. There isn't even a police station on that island, and the security situation is appalling."

"I'm too frail to go. What if I run into a bunch of unreasonable thugs? My advisor is too lazy to even lift a finger..."

"That's pure torture."

These words had barely landed when...