I, the public enemy

Chapter 22 Planck

The primordial spirit was crushed into powder, which, like burning incense, steamed up and created scrolls of paintings, depicting hatred, murder, and the path of death, flashing by rapidly like slides.

Wang Qing had no interest in this man's desolate and melancholic first half of life, and instead searched for information about the pharmaceutical company behind him.

But no answer was received.

Simply following Xiao Su's lead and joining the Human Essence smuggling group is one of the few safe havens that fugitives can choose.

In this person's mind, even Xiao Su didn't know the information about the company behind him, or the middlemen. The big shots were only concerned with protecting themselves and causing trouble in the deepest shadows, wearing gloves on top of gloves on top of gloves.

This person even coined a professional term to describe this situation: defying fate to seek the Tao, putting on a condom, but still wanting to have sex.

Wang Qing was speechless. The makeshift hospital was an information-overloaded society where everyone was a talent.

But Wang Qing believes things are not that simple.

He fought nine hundred years of war in his previous life, and he had a clear understanding of the rise and fall of yin and yang, and the prosperity and decline of ancient and modern times.

Although my understanding was limited to the 21st floor, and I only saw a part of the whole picture, I still gained insight into a corner of the Heavenly Court Council.

These people are not worried about being discovered by the citizens in the makeshift hospital, but rather by being discovered by the opposing party in the internal competition, and thus being used as a hostage.

The Heavenly Court naturally has its own so-called Internal Affairs Inspection Bureau, but it is merely a channel for eliminating the losers and does not possess real power. Every faction can fill its ranks with capable members; otherwise, if the Inspection Bureau were to become too powerful and launch purges at will, such a phenomenon would not conform to the general laws of development.

Heaven and earth are inherently flawed. Those who claim to cultivate truth steal from heaven to enrich themselves, deceive the Dao to make themselves rich, form cliques for personal gain, and rely on each other for mutual benefit. This is the general law of development of things, like an endless cycle that repeats itself endlessly. Those who follow it prosper, and those who go against it perish. The natural way of the Great Dao cannot be forcibly changed by human power.

Making money from this business was just a side benefit for Wang Qing; he wanted to use every means at his disposal to infiltrate both the legitimate and criminal worlds within the makeshift hospital, and to enforce the laws of the underworld.

Finally, I reviewed the specific details of today's transactions.

Yuan Jingang is a ruthless guy.

Regardless of their motives or emotions, if they do not inform on others, this person is capable of great use.

Loyalty is a false proposition.

Those who benefit from the status quo can be loyal because their demands align.

If someone with no vested interest or who has suffered losses remains loyal, they are either foolish or malicious, easily deceived, and unfit for important tasks.

Wang Qing doesn't need loyal people; loyal people are only loyal to him personally, and only those who share his goals are loyal to him.

Those in power govern those below with profit, while those below exchange loyalty for profit. This is like birds flocking to the forest or tigers occupying the mountain. It is not that they love the forest or the mountain, but rather that they rely on them for survival.

We can work together to achieve great things.

I scraped off the remaining tissue from my hands on the corner of the table.

Under the control of violent divine consciousness, Xiao Su and his group of people were all separated from their bodies and imprisoned in the darkness.

Since Yuan Jingang passed the stress test.

The forces behind Xiao Su remain unclear.

Then there's no need to go on a killing spree. Instead, we need to cooperate with Xiao Su to strengthen our ties with the medical companies behind him and implement upward management.

Yuan Jingang knew that Wang Qing only had the third level of Qi Refining cultivation, but his physical strength was enough to tear apart a cultivator at the late stage of Qi Refining. He must have used evil methods.

There were three people present who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, with Xiao Su being the most advanced, having developed spiritual consciousness that could cover an area of ​​approximately one hundred square kilometers.

A module for countering divine consciousness was also implanted in his body.

But faced with that overwhelming power, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The countermeasure module had burned out and was sparking. In the void where all senses were taken away, the passage of time could not be felt at all. Only the violent anxiety eroded the soul, and even made people doubt whether they were already dead.

Seeing that Yuan Jingang and the other three were already tortured to the point of being unable to move, Wang Qing had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.

Using the sharp blade of divine sense, I severed his meridians and acupoints, temporarily rendering him unable to fight.

Even if Xiao Su and his group cannot be used for our own purposes, we still need them to be organized and capable of self-defense, lest the next batch of goods is produced and everyone is dead.

General Knowledge of the Alaya-nature Ocean

It was not a method created by Wang Qing himself, but left behind by a demonic monk he had killed. With this method, Wang Qing also roamed the cultivation world in the realm of divine sense, severing the innate double pupils and killing the Wuwang Dao Body, and was invincible.

This was also something that puzzled Wang Qing about the makeshift hospital.

Just as Liu Ziwen was unaware of the concept of a special Taoist physique, the people here had no concept of monks at all.

Too many mysteries.

Xiao Su, Qing Er, and the others vaguely awoke from their dazed state, unaware of the passage of time. Their bodies were extremely weak, and the chip on the back of their necks began to warn them that their meridians were damaged and they were unable to circulate their internal energy.

All I saw was Wang Qing opening his briefcase and carefully counting the money.

The 21st layer of the Southwest Economic Zone issued banknotes with a maximum denomination of one thousand yuan. A stack of them would amount to one hundred thousand. After careful counting, according to the initial division, he would take three million for himself. As for how to divide the rest, Yuan Jingang could decide. He closed the suitcase and threw it in front of Yuan Jingang, who had once been the deputy leader of this small gang.

Yuan Jingang had one of his mechanical arms removed, leaving him weak. He could only stand up by leaning against the wall. All eight of his fist-shaped sword pellets had been destroyed in the previous battle. He took a deep breath and used his mechanical arm to lift the box containing the cash.

Wang Qing put the thirty bundles of cash into his backpack and calmly looked at Xiao Su and his group.

"The original price was 30 million, but killing one of you is considered offsetting it. From now on, when you buy goods from me, it won't be 15,000 per gram, it will be 50,000 per gram."

Wang Qing had already lowered his price. The market price was 20,000 yuan per gram, and his own price was only slightly more than double that, which wasn't excessive. If it were too high, no one would buy it. He still needed to rely on price to quickly seize the market.

Let everyone in the underworld know that I've arrived.

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Tonight, Wang Qing must intimidate Xiao Su and his gang, letting them know that there are always people more powerful than themselves, and that he is not only a "chef" but also capable of protecting the production chain.

Xiao Su and his group were so intimidated by Wang Qing's extraordinary abilities that they dared not make any rash moves.

"Who exactly are you?"

Xiao Su tried to stand up, but he couldn't. His meridians were damaged, and his prosthetic body was burned. He just stood up and then collapsed again.

This stumped Wang Qing. He had to use an alias. "Wang Qing" would continue to be an ordinary high school student, using official channels to reach higher levels, while the new name would be used to enter the underworld, the criminal organization, and the demonic path.

Considering that Taoist titles are no longer popular and seem childish, and that even the most powerful organizations are called "Fangcang National United Front," I must also keep up with the times.

Although the process is somewhat unseemly, since it involves refining the cultivators to return to the heavens, and the buyer also receives divine blessings, it's best to just call it that.

"Planck, you can call me that. Xiao Su isn't my real name either, is it?"

Wang Qing is completely terrible at naming things; the name he came up with had absolutely nothing to do with what he had in mind. He only caught a glimpse of the name during a class on psionic industry theory.

"Fifty thousand per gram... but that's not something I can decide. I can only take the goods back and let the buyer decide. I'm just earning a commission."

Xiao Su realized that Wang Qing was not someone he could control. Since he couldn't control the treasure-like production chain, he could only try his best to share it, and he had to seize this opportunity.

"That makes sense. Are there any other questions?"

Wang Qing is planning to leave. Transactions should only be conducted within the scope of transactions; without rules, there can be no order.

"What you create is indeed a unique piece. My backing and I can support you, and even establish a long-term partnership, but there's a condition..."

"Don't worry, so far, my goods have only been listed here."

"Hehe, since you know what you're doing, I won't waste any more words. I'll contact you again in two weeks."

"OK."

Wang Qing gestured to Yuan Jingang and the others that it was time to leave.

But Ali was still not satisfied. He spat on the ground, which was covered in blood. He was a man who couldn't handle pressure. Suddenly, he sprang up and picked up a machine gun.

Da da da……

The person who cut off his tongue was directly covered by the firepower. The cavity effect completely blasted his body, leaving a bloody mess that turned into a pool of red paste on the wall. His dantian and dantian exploded, causing his spiritual energy and true essence to dissipate. There was also exaggerated splattering of blood, which splashed onto Xiao Su and the other members of his group.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Blood splattered on Xiao Su's face as well, but they were all stripped of their fighting ability and were merely fish on a chopping board.

Ali reloaded the machine gun with spirit crystals and wanted to shoot Xiao Su, who had given the order, but Wang Qing stopped him, gesturing for him not to fire.

"He must live. As for you, the value of this shipment far exceeds seven and a half million. Two lives make up the difference, that's all."

After saying this, Wang Qing prepared to leave.

Before leaving the container.

"Science, psionic industry, right? You're a fucking artist, so fucking awesome!"

The bat demon, called Qing Er, with his ugly face and fanatical eyes, said that they were all a hastily assembled group of desperados, and that loyalty and camaraderie only existed in movies. He sincerely praised Wang Qing's skills.

"Is that so? I was merely paying homage to the Dao of Alchemy."

Wang Qing raised two fingers and drew a gesture on his forehead, leaving a "RESPECT" sign, before turning away and leaving.