212: C212 Half-way Block

C212 Half-way Block

Unless you reached the level of the three great clans of the capital, you would still be bound by the rules.

And the people who set the rules were the elders of the local government.

If he wasn't joking, then his words would be equivalent to ten years of hard work.

The most important thing was that Bai Zhenjiang was not even forty years old, and that was the best time for him to be an official. In the future, he would advance to the next level, and when he entered the province, he would become a government official.

Once this relationship was established, Jiang Chen didn't have to worry about any more fires in the backyard.

If he had this relationship before, would Ma Enfu dare to make a move against Yan Yushan's company? Would anyone from the Zhang Family dare to run over to him, Jiang Sheng, and hit his, Jiang Chen's, men?

Of course not.

And this was nothing else, it was a matter that could be solved with a single layer of relationship.

As long as others knew that he was related to Bai Zhenjiang, regardless of whether they were aware of the inside information or not, they would still treat him with respect.

"Alright, Brother Bai, then I'll take my leave."

Jiang Chen and Bai Zhenjiang looked at each other, then turned around and left, returning to their own villa.

Bai Zhenjiang didn't say much and just stood there calmly, watching him leave.

He had guessed Jiang Chen's intention to help him, but he didn't say it.

He liked people who wanted to get close to him. Because it was simple, he didn't need to think too much about it.

Only those seemingly harmless people, on the contrary, made others more wary of him.

Plus, he wasn't so sure about Jiang Chen's character. Jiang Chen was very comfortable to be around, but it didn't take a long time for them to get along and see through his personality.

When he got home, Jiang Chen fell asleep on the bed.

Last night, although he spent all night practicing, he was very tired because he was in front of Chen En and couldn't practice his unique mental cultivation method.

It was soon afternoon. Jiang Chen suddenly woke up from his sleep and sat up on the bed with a blank look on his face. His mind was in a mess.

He had had a strange dream just now, in which everything was blurry, but for some reason, he felt that the dream was very scary, as if something was threatening him, letting him know that it was a dream, but all the muscles in his body were tense, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Jiang Chen ran into the kitchen and drank a cup of water. He leaned against the sink and felt a little uneasy.

He rarely dreamed, and he rarely had this blurred dream, which was more like a mapping of feelings than concrete images.

However, why would he have such a dream? This was truly strange!

Just as he was thinking, the phone in the living room rang.

Jiang Chen quickly walked over to pick it up.

"Hey!" Mr. Jiang, you didn't forget that you came to treat my grandpa today, right? I'll ask the driver to pick you up now. Where are you now? "

It was Liu Jiayu's voice. As usual, she would call ahead of time to ask if it was convenient for Jiang Chen.

"Hm!" "It's convenient, ask the driver to come here …!"

Jiang Chen told him the address of the mansion, exchanged a few words, then hung up.

He washed his face and changed into a set of clean clothes. Then, he hurriedly left the villa and walked towards the door.

On the way to the Liu Family, Jiang Chen kept thinking about that dream that he had. It was like a feeling of danger.

He remembered that his uncle had said that when one's mental state reached a certain realm, a feeling would be generated. The reaction towards danger, doom, and impending doom would unwittingly manifest itself in an unbelievable manner.

Dreams were one of them. In reality, dreams were a reflection of reality. However, dreams were not real and could not exist for a long time. Once a person was awake, they would slowly disappear.

That dream of his seemed to be a preemptive one. If he felt danger in that dream, did it mean that he would be in danger in reality as well?

However, even if Jiang Chen really was Yuqi Monk, they still had to go. As Death Soldiers, they were already prepared to die every time the mission appeared.

It was precisely because they wanted to die that the Death Soldiers were much more terrifying than ordinary soldiers. This was also the reason why they were used as trump cards.

The survivors were afraid of death, but the Death Soldiers were not afraid. From the moment they were trained as Death Soldiers, they were already prepared to die at any moment.

If they retreated now and were afraid, then there would be no good ending for them even if they left this place.

Jiang Chen made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and Vital Spirit formed wind blades at his fingertips that were strong enough to cut through steel.

He didn't want to bully the weak, which went against his own style. But today, he was going to make an exception for Old Master Liu.

Perhaps it was the Old Master Liu of today that made him think of himself in the past!

At the time he left the Jiang Family, he did not resist, nor did he complain. He also clearly guessed who the culprit was, but for the sake of the clan's stability and unity, he endured it.

Honestly speaking, even now, he didn't hate the clan leader for expelling him. He only lamented the fact that it was a fortuitous event, but why did his little brothers and sisters have to hate each other?

Rather than living in such an environment and being watched and feared by others, it was better to just leave.

Old Master Liu should be thinking similar to himself! Otherwise, his heart wouldn't be so chaotic, and his hands wouldn't be so uncertain.

Stepping lightly, Jiang Chen turned his defense into an attack and appeared among the masked men.

"Pfft!"

His five fingers clawed and retracted, just like five sharp blades. In an instant, one of the blades had shattered a person's shoulder.

Following that, his finger swept across, taking away the life of an assassin.

Death Soldiers had never received anything from their mouths. They were the most strictly trained people, and could be said to be a group of terrifying creatures that had already lost their emotions and fear.

Therefore, for them, there was no need to leave any survivors. It was the best way to deal with them all.

Jiang Chen nimbly dodged the killer's attack. A dagger that he snatched away rotated between his fingers and continuously jumped up and down like a nimble balance log athlete.

In the hands of others, the dagger was a deadly weapon, but in the hands of Jiang Chen, it became like a work of art. It was very extraordinary.

The surface of the dagger was covered with bright light, it was like the starlight shining on it in the night.

Jiang Chen's hand was like a magnet as it firmly attracted the dagger. Even though his fingers were only in contact with the dagger and the dagger wasn't in his grasp, the dagger was still in his grasp.

This amazing method was only Yuqi Monk's ordinary method.

Yuqi Monk was known as "Within a hundred steps, think of killing". If he didn't have even the slightest bit of ability, how could he be worthy of the idea of killing?

There was no hope for the killers to face Jiang Chen head on, so they threw out a ball at the same time.

The ball fell to the ground and exploded, turning into a cloud of red mist that had a pungent smell and enveloped the small courtyard.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and closed them, sensing everything in the red mist with his own senses.

Several killers rushed over at the same time, not to win, but to stall Wu Haoming.2

The few of them blocked Jiang Chen's path, tightly controlling his body's range of movement to a very small area.

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat as he sensed two assassins rushing towards Old Master Liu's house.

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