Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 1
When the first drop of night rain fell from the sky, the Chengdu Mansion located in the southwestern region of the Ming Empire finally began to wake up.

Holographic advertising transmitters placed on top of skyscrapers turned on at about the same time.

All kinds of brilliant neon glare spewed out, and a huge figure like a Dharma figure soared into the sky, supporting the gradually dimming sky.

"Swallow a golden pill into the stomach, and you can live forever without a prosthetic body!"

The old Taoist with a gentle smile is holding the newly-launched Life-Extending Golden Elixir of the Original Body.

An elegant crane on the Taoist robe circles around the green peak and turns into a Tai Chi Yin-Yang pattern for a moment, which goes round and round again and again.

Qingfengyan Taiji - this is the symbol of Qingcheng Group, the largest Daoist oligarch in Chengdu Prefecture.

The figure of the old Taoist is extremely huge, suppressing all the holographic projections of other companies under the whisk, showing the spirit of the Taoist school.

The only one who can compete with him in this area is Du Shisanniang, the most popular oiran of the Jiaofang Division of Chengdu Prefecture recently.

Long hair like a waterfall, half exposed shoulders, charming and intoxicating.

"Yehe's capital, native one thousand, bionic three hundred. The holographic yellow beam dream only needs one hundred Ming treasure notes."

Beside the flashing promotional words with sweet and greasy pink light, there is also a huge word "play" projected!

The very Sichuan-style slogan is particularly attractive against the backdrop of vivid flesh.

A patrol airship printed with 'Chongzhen Zhongxing' slipped through the gap between the noses of the two projections.

The heavily armed Tianfu Guards stood in the pod, staring down at the gradually lit street below with their scarlet electronic eyes.

Although it was just dark at this time, the No Matter Bar located in the prime location of Sinmin Street in Ji'e District was already overcrowded.

"Chrysanthemum ancient sword and wine, soaked in coffee into the noisy pavilion."

"Foreign races worship the ancient moon in the Temple of Sun, and the prosperity of Chongzhen is fascinating."

Hanging on the ceiling is a pair of retro stereos that the boss got from no one knows where, playing the latest single "Dream Back to Chongzhen" by Shengming Band.

A deep and hoarse male voice echoed in the bar, and the rotating light ball emitted a greasy pink and dazzling blue light.

The smell of motor oil and alcohol in the air is intertwined and mixed, arousing the most primitive desire.

Just as the atmosphere was getting hotter, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open.

The cold and damp wind poured in, and the guests near the door trembled, turning their heads and glaring at the figure nailed to the door.

The black umbrella was folded, revealing a handsome face with sharp edges and corners.

The man had short, clean hair, and was wearing a modified short straight-fitting gown. There was no trace of prosthetic modification on the skin exposed outside the clothes.

As the man turned his eyes and scanned the surroundings, a fierce tattooed beast could be vaguely seen on the neck blocked by the collar.

The body of the strange beast is like a jackal with dragon horns, holding a sword in its mouth, its eyes are like fire, and it looks domineering.

"Damn it, when you just got a little bit of interest, you blow me a cold wind, are you looking for death?"

A drunken man staggered to his feet, cursing.

Before he could finish his sentence, his companion suddenly jumped up and pushed him down on the table very roughly.

The man who didn't know why was about to get angry, but his companion's nervous growl came from his ear:
"Didn't you see what was stabbed on that man's neck? You dare to mess with people from Brother Pao Society, you want to die and don't drag us!"

Neck piercing, this is the symbol of the "muddy water" lineage in the gang of the Ming people in Chengdu.

Hearing the words, the drunk man trembled all over, and immediately woke up seven or eight points from the drunkenness. He leaned his face down against the wine table, and slowly retracted into his chair like a quail.

The drinkers around also looked away tacitly, pretending that nothing happened.

The man ignored the incident and walked straight to a remote booth in the corner of the bar.

In the booth, a fat man with big ears was lying on the sofa, with an extremely rare paper cigarette on the market dangling from the corner of his mouth, puffing on his face comfortably.

"Brother Kou, are you looking for me?"

Hearing the man's voice, the fat man's wrinkled face slowly cracked an imperceptible gap, revealing two black eyeballs.

"Come on, sit down."

The fat man sat up with a smile, and raised his hand to push a wine bowl on the table that was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

"Jiannan Shaochun, the authentic Ming wine, Li Jun, you try it."

Li Jun picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, a line of fire shot from his throat to his stomach, completely burning the chill off his body.

"Good wine," Li Jun wiped his mouth, and asked with a smile: "Brother Kou, you came to me, did you just want to treat me to a drink?"

Yu Kou didn't answer Li Jun's question directly, he lowered his head and played with the wine cup with his fat palm, and said to himself:

"Now the bars in our Chengdu mansion only know that the wine of those foreigners should be served in goblets, and they have forgotten that the wine of our Ming Empire should be drunk in wine bowls to be authentic."

"What kind of wine should go with what kind of bowl, what kind of identity should do what kind of things."

Yu Kou raised his head, smiled and said, "Do you understand this truth?"

Li Jun's pupils trembled, but his expression remained the same, he nodded and said, "Understood."

Yu Kou clasped the metal tabletop with two fingers, and made a clanging sound, "Since you are a reasonable person, why don't you send news to everyone for a month? Have you forgotten who you are?"

What identity?I have more fucking status.

Li Jun couldn't help cursing inwardly.

I'm a time traveler, so it's okay to come to the paradoxical world of Da Ming Guozuo and Longevity without any reason, but I'm still a fucking boy!

On the surface, his identity is a member of the Pao Brothers Association, but secretly he is an informant of the Jinyiwei No. [-] Division of Chengdu Mansion!

This opening was unexpected by Li Jun.

Li Jun let out a foul breath, and said with a smile, "My lord, you misunderstood. The reason I didn't spread the news is because Zhao Ding has been very honest recently. Apart from the regular smuggling and selling of contraband, he hasn't made any big moves."

The Zhao Ding that Li Jun was talking about was the helmsman and leader of Brother Hunshuipao in Chengdu Mansion.

"No action?"

Yu Kou sneered, his fingers snapped together, and the wine cup in his hand was crushed into pieces with a "snap".

"Only 10 minutes before you entered the store, a Kabukicho under the Saber Festival was attacked. Ruochuan Tan, one of the top cadres in the middle level, was kidnapped. How dare you say that this matter has nothing to do with you?"

Li Jun's heart trembled, and he silently shaved his eyebrows with his index finger.

This fat man's dog nose is really good!
Yu Kou sneered, "Ruchuan Tan is one of the successors of the Saber Festival, does Zhao Dingdong want to start a war with those Japanese pirates?"

The term "criminal people" began in the period of Emperor Longwu Zhu Pingyuan, who decreed to revoke the laws of the vassal state and brazenly launched an expansion war.

Against all odds, set up criminal districts in all the defeated countries, designate the people in them as criminals, and include them at the bottom of the entire imperial class.

The Sacrificial Knife Society and the Annan Gang are the two largest gangs of criminals in Chengdu.

"Where does Brother Pao have the guts to go to war?" Li Jun spread his hands and said with a smile, "It's just that my son calls his father when he loses in a fight."

"Zhao Dou suffered a lot from Liu Chuantan because of the territorial dispute, and has become the laughing stock of the Brother Pao Club. Zhao Ding just asked me to help him out."

Li Jun shrugged his shoulders and said: "My lord, you also know that Zhao Ding has no heirs, only a nephew like Zhao Dou. If he doesn't help the crown prince save some face, what will Zhao Dou do to succeed him?"

"Zhao Ding is really going back as he lives, what does it mean to meddle in a fight in his younger life, but..."

Yu Kou curled his lips in disdain, suddenly his eyes became fixed, and his fat body leaned forward a little.

Li Jun suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression hit him, his beating heart slowed down by two beats, and his body tensed uncontrollably.

Is this the power of sequences?
"Even if it's such a small matter in the future, I don't want to hear it from others. Do you understand what I mean?"

Li Jun held back the restlessness in his heart, held back a ray of killing intent, and said earnestly: "My lord, don't worry, it won't happen in the future."

A satisfied smile slowly appeared on Yu Kou's face. He knew that Li Jun was angry, but he didn't care at all.

Who cares about the joys and sorrows of a tool?
There was silence in the deck for a while, and Li Jun couldn't help asking the doubts that had been troubling him all the time.

"My lord, since Jin Yiwei wants to get rid of Zhao Ding, then just find an excuse to pull him out, why bother?"

If you hit him with a stick, you will be given a date.

Yu Kou, who had just finished beating Li Jun, seemed very patient and explained:

"No matter how clean a city is, there will still be rats in the sewers."

"Brother Pao will die a Zhao Ding, and Wu Ding and Li Ding will come up immediately. Weeds like this can't get rid of their roots, and when the spring breeze blows, they will grow again immediately."

Li Jun was a little puzzled: "Since this is the case, why should I monitor Zhao Ding?"

"You don't need to know these things now."

The light and shadow of the bar shook, Yu Kou's fat face was hidden in the shadow, but the eyes embedded in the gap were extremely bright.

"You should keep an eye on Zhao Ding for me now, this old man has already reached the point where he is jumping over the wall."

Yu Kou's tone softened, with a trustworthy sincerity: "After finishing this matter, I will apply to Master Baihu for a reward for you to unlock the first gene lock."

"At that time, you will be able to step into the rank of martial arts, leave your untouchable status and join the Jinyiwei. This is a rare opportunity."

Yu Kou's kung fu in painting cakes was obviously not proficient enough, Li Jun's heart didn't fluctuate at all, he just agreed bluntly.

"Don't worry about it. No one else knows that you are an informant of Jinyiwei except me. You can do whatever you want. I'll wait for your good news."

Yu Kou's words wrapped around Li Jun's body like a cold poisonous snake, his hands on his knees clenched into fists suddenly, and a bone-chilling chill radiated from his lowered eyes.

"Then I would like to thank you for your support!"

Yu Kou smiled indifferently, waved his hands and said, "Okay, it's all a family, so why be so polite, go get busy with your affairs."

Li Jun stood up, clasped his hands together, turned around and strode out.

Yu Kou looked at the back of the other party leaving, and a contemptuous smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He lay down on the sofa again, raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Immediately, two scantily clad bionics came over, leaning on his side, one left and one right.

As the booth curtains were slowly closed, the singing echoed in the bar became more intense and high-pitched.

"Fate is branded along the palm lines, and there is no wine to wake up from the dream tonight. Walk into the myth along the fate, and return to Chongzhen in the dream!"

Li Jun pushed open the door of the bar, walked straight into the continuous rain, and strode away.

(End of this chapter)