Violators Club

Chapter 658 Level [-] Alert

Chapter 658 Level [-] Security

Zhang Cuihua, 48 years old, is a middle-aged woman with no story.

At her age, her experiences are pretty much the same.

I have suffered from hunger and crimes, and I don’t have much material enjoyment. I really didn’t have much good things before, but I have always been quite rich spiritually.

Later, due to family reasons, she really couldn't survive, so Zhang Cuihua went to Mount Emei with her current husband to seek development.

She's not a bad person, but she's definitely not a good person either.

Let alone a rural woman, there are seven or eight homestays in Mount Emei that are abnormal.

The house price for Xu Si to live here for one day is five hundred a day!
Yes, the location here is very good.

It is located at the foot of the mountain, and you can see Mount Emei when you look up, but who is free to climb up from the foot of Mount Emei?

Generally, tourists who come here have a special passage to go up the mountain.

And this is 90 yuan in the 500s.

This price, let alone now, will be sky-high even in 20 years.

Obviously, this is driving up the price, using Xu Si as a winner.

But what kind of villain do you want to say she is?
This really doesn't count, because strictly speaking, Zhang Cuihua's behavior is a situation that can be controlled or ignored, and ordinary passengers can't say anything if they are slaughtered, because even if there is a big trouble, she will not be punished, and maybe she will be retaliated against.

And this morning, Zhang Cuihua got up early in the morning, wearing a calico shirt, with a bit of complacency in her eyes.

When Chen Changqing and Xu Si came yesterday, Zhang Cuihua followed them.

It's off-season now, and the surrounding hotels are also cheap, but the two went to the foot of the remote Mount Emei and found a homestay, so Zhang Cuihua immediately asked for 500 yuan.

But that alone is not enough.

She noticed that the cars the two were driving were expensive, which meant that the two were rich.

Zhang Cuihua had some thoughts, that Baimao didn't look like a good person at first glance, her husband had some influence back then, this is her confidence, if she can get a big deal?
Zhang Cuihua felt a little proud.

She didn't ask for much, fifty or sixty thousand was earned, and ten or twenty thousand was not too little.

Housing prices in the 90s were not high, and the money was enough to buy another half of the house.

And just when Zhang Cuihua was humming a folk song and striding towards folk customs.

She didn't realize that just beside the road, a group of special forces members in camouflage were surrounding her at an extremely fast speed.

Turning around the intersection, before Zhang Cuihua could even react, a special soldier sprang out from the side, with oil paint on his face, holding a jet-black submachine gun, pointed the dark muzzle at herself, and shouted sharply:

"Stop, don't move!"

In an instant, Zhang Cuihua's body froze. Some previous experiences made her mind go blank, and she almost subconsciously raised her hands:
"Sir, I'm not moving, not moving."

This abnormal behavior made the special operations captain frowned, and asked instinctively:
"Tell me, what are you doing, what is your name, why are you here, and what is your purpose!"

Zhang Cuihua panicked, her mind was running fast.

Doesn't look like a good guy's white hair?And a luxury car worth millions?
Could these two be outlaws, planning to escape to the mountains?

With a pale face, she quickly argued: "Sir, my name is Cuihua. I have not committed a crime. I have nothing to do with the criminals who dyed their hair. Sir, I swear that I run a homestay."

The special operations captain frowned:
"What's all this?"

Zhang Cuihua: "Huh?"

"Sususu~"

There was a sound of grass blades rubbing against each other, and a young special soldier emerged from the nearby grass.

The little soldier looked at Zhang Cuihua, who was stiff and pale with fright, and asked tentatively:

"Captain, could it be a mistake?"

The special operations captain glanced at the little soldier and reprimanded him directly:

"Is it a mistake? Let me tell you? Do you know that this is a special situation? Level [-] alert!"

As he said that, he gave Zhang Cuihua a cold look, and then shouted: "Take it away, investigate clearly first,
After the voice fell, the little soldier subconsciously stood at attention, puffed out his chest and shouted:

"Yes, Captain!"

And then looked at Zhang Cuihua, who was already in a state of confusion behind her?

Different from the serious and serious attitude of the captain, the little soldier put on a friendly smile and took out a pair of silver-white bracelets from behind: "Auntie, I'm sorry, the situation is a bit special, I'll put it on for you first."

On the other side, the folklore located at the foot of the mountain.

Although he didn't know the process of the conversation, Chen Changqing had a panoramic view of everything that happened
The boss was sitting on the sofa, feeling a little impatient.

In the trash can next to it, there were at least three or four balls of scratch paper.

In addition, from the bloodshot eyes, it can be seen that the rest of the boss should be very bad last night.

For Chen Changqing

Chen Changqing shook his head. He couldn't answer this question, after all, he had a lifespan of 500 years.

But for the big flat peaches that are being tested downstairs?
Thinking of a possible Chen Changqing, he said quietly at this moment:
"Actually, it's more suitable for martial arts."

Daozang Town Dragon Tree, Nine Dragons Pantao Immortal Tree, these are the two treasures of heaven and earth that Chen Changqing has come into contact with so far.

It seems that there are only two kinds, but in fact they are not too few.

After all, he has only lived for a few years, and many invincible masters have lived their entire lives without being able to meet even one of them. Chen Chang is considered very lucky to have met two in his youth.

And for these two rare treasures of heaven and earth?

Zhenlong fruit is quite special, Chen Changqing has never eaten it.

But according to the records, Zhenlong fruit can change a person's physique, allowing ordinary people to have extreme talents. If they are lucky, they can even be promoted to an invincible master all the way, and the level will not be too low, at least it is a fusion of two realms.

As for the Kowloon flat peach?

The effect is definitely not as good as that of Zhenlong fruit, but the vitality contained in it is extremely pure, and it has the effect of prolonging life for ordinary people, but if it is just to prolong life?
In Chen Changqing's view, it was too wasteful!

The biggest effect of Jiulong Pantao is to improve the level of life, although there are only half of them.

If it is used properly, it can even create a group of masters!
Just what Chen Changqing said?

The boss shook his head, and he didn't avoid Chen Changqing either:
"The cost is not cost-effective. An academician can live for another 20 years, and at least he can push two or three technologies to the world's top level. How much does it cost for a reckless man to train from scratch? It's nothing more than an extra powerful bodyguard. Not worth it."

In fact, there is still one thing that the boss didn't say, which is about loyalty.

In today's world, it's not that there are no top experts who are only one step away from the master, not counting those in the ancient martial arts circle, but only in the circle of aliens, and it is unknown how many aliens are stuck in this level.

But these aliens care more about the family?Or do you care more about the country?

This is a very thought-provoking question.

The boss didn't mention this, not because he was worried about Chen Changqing's problem, but if he continued to extend this topic?
It is quite possible to be led to the other extreme.

Both Chen Changqing and the boss are smart people, and both of them decided to terminate here quite decisively.

It's just that this made the atmosphere on the scene a little more rigid.

Fortunately, at the next moment, there was a rush of footsteps.

A gray-haired, academically spectacled, knowledgeable and respectable old professor, waving a stack of reports in his hand, pushed the door excitedly and rushed in:
"Leader, the test results are out."

After the voice fell, the boss suddenly raised his head.

His face was tense, his hands were clenched tightly, and his eyes were fixed on the eyes of the old professor:

"How about it!"

(End of this chapter)