Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 130: Karma Arrives
At the Du Mansion in the French Concession in Shanghai, as the Northern Expedition Army captured Shanghai and Yingtian Prefecture, a conspiracy was brewing.

As one of the three tycoons in Shanghai, Boss Du was also contacted and was also part of the conspiracy. He listened to Wang Yi's advice, but as Wang Yi thought, this man was not the same as him at all. For the people to be persecuted in this brewing conspiracy, in the eyes of Boss Du, they were just numbers. However, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, especially for someone like him who climbed up step by step from the bottom.

I can help you with the dirty work, but I'd better have some evidence to prove it, so that you don't include me in the reckoning.

The idea was correct, and he did have something in his favor, which was that the current commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition Army had once become his disciple under the Qing Gang in order to seek protection when he was young. To be more precise, he had become his disciple.

It was indeed absurd. Who could have thought that this guy who was almost unable to make ends meet due to debt problems would have such a great fortune one day, and transformed himself into the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition Army? For such a change, Boss Du had to say that fate was playing tricks on him. He was therefore cautious and locked the apprenticeship letter in his safe, hoping that he could use it to get a chance of survival one day.

But now, this letter of apprenticeship has been lost, which is no small matter.

After all, he couldn't figure out the commander-in-chief's pulse. The exposure of this apprenticeship letter would be a blow to the commander-in-chief's political career. A person standing at the highest level of power in this country actually has a gangster background? How do you want the whole country to see you?

If someone had good political skills, he could have turned the danger into safety, and even used this dark history as a card to play. But the commander-in-chief was obviously not an expert in this area. At a meeting just held in March, the commander-in-chief was dismissed from all his positions, leaving only the position of commander-in-chief.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the commander-in-chief has become desperate and is ready to eliminate dissidents.

But no matter what, now that the apprenticeship letter is lost, if someone asks for it, then whether he will give it or not, how to give it is one thing, and whether he can give it or not is another. Boss Du, sweating profusely, once again remembered the advice Wang Yi gave him before the New Year: if you work but don't put in effort, you may still be able to leave a decent life in the future.

"Damn, is that person really a living god? He can even predict what happened today, and you're using this to threaten me?"

The only possibility that Boss Du could think of was that Wang Yi was the first to discover the letter of apprenticeship and took it away. This was the only possibility left.

Because only he knew what was hidden in the safe, no one would have thought that he would put a letter of apprenticeship in the safe. Even if someone really found the safe, it was impossible for them to put the gold bars and silver dollars inside. As for Wang Yi's identity, although the two Tang Sect disciples he invited did not make it clear, Boss Du's connections and means, plus the small circle, soon found out Wang Yi's identity.

But what if I found out? I have experienced his methods before. He is not powerful and can be said to be alone. If I tell the commander-in-chief about this, he might prefer to sacrifice me rather than offend a living god who can move freely. And even if the commander-in-chief does not sacrifice me and offend Wang Yi, how can I sleep peacefully in this life?
Boss Du could also judge from the few words of the two Tang Sect disciples that they had two extreme styles of doing things: either not doing it or doing it to the extreme. Would he gamble the lives of his family to get mercy from them? Forget it.

But if this happens, it will be Boss Du's turn to be roasted on the fire.

After closing the safe, Boss Du sat on the sofa in a cold sweat, muttering to himself that he was working without putting in any effort.

The benefits of cooperating are considerable, but now this benefit has turned into a time bomb that can kill him at any time. The most terrifying thing is that the switch of this time bomb is not in his hands, and he has no choice.

"I, Du, have been walking by the river for half my life. This time, not only did my shoes get wet, but I also ran into the Dragon King..."

Boss Du muttered to himself, and he had made up his mind. It is better to die later than to die early. Maybe he can survive if he dies later. He just works but does not put in any effort. There is plenty of room for maneuver! —
March of the 17th year of the Republic of China passed in the undercurrent, and April arrived.

With the arrival of April, Zuo Ruotong, who had been in charge of the Four City Foot Bank, also had a feeling that there was an invisible and intangible force accumulating above the Four City Foot Bank, but he could not find the clue. The pressure of this force was not only felt by Zuo Ruotong, a master of the generation, but even ordinary people in the Four City Foot Bank could feel an inexplicable depression entangled in their hearts, and the source of this depression came from Wang Yi's retreat room.

Inside the room, Wang Yi felt it most clearly, because in his room, an omnipresent feeling of oppression filled his entire body, as if he was about to be crushed to death at any time, and his cultivation was of no use at all in the face of such pressure.

"So this karma backlash really does exist. I thought a time traveler like me could be immune to it..."

Wang Yi talked to himself, but he didn't feel the slightest fear of impending death. On the contrary, his heart became calmer.

Soon, the time came to April 6th. On this day, in the Four City Foot Bank, Zuo Ruotong was restless and sat outside Wang Yimen, but he couldn't calm down. Zuo Ruotong's loss of composure also made Liang Ting and others come to protect him. The sorcerer You Baiyun kept trying to set up a strange array, but no matter how he tried, the strange array that he could set up at any time lost its effect today and couldn't be used no matter what, which made him even more anxious.

There was a hurried sound of footsteps. It was Liu Weishao, the shopkeeper of Jianghu Inn. As soon as he came in, he saw Zuo Rutong and his gang waiting outside Wang Yifang's door, and everyone's face was full of anxiety.

"You... Chief Zuo, is Brother Wang Yi okay?"

"No problem at the moment."

"Then please be flexible, Chief Zuo. I have a piece of information here that Brother Wang Yi wants to know the result of. I can only give it to him."

Zuo Rutong nodded, turned sideways, and let Liu Wei come to the door of Wang Yi's room.

The closer Liu Wei, the young shopkeeper, got to Wang Yi's door, the more he could feel the pressure from the unknown, which almost made him breathless. However, he still walked to Wang Yi's door, knocked three times, and put a note into the door.

In the room, Wang Yi also took the note sent by Liu Wei, looked at the information on it, his face darkened a little, and through the door, Wang Yi also asked Liu Wei.

"Brother Liu, you should know what I asked your uncle Li to do." "Yes, we did contact him and told him your advice, but..."

"I understand. Brother Liu, please go to the Marshal's Mansion and ask me to tell Marshal Zhang that I know this person. Since he has fallen into the hands of the Marshal, I will not do anything unnecessary. I just want to ask him for a meeting. I may be able to find out something for the Marshal. Forget about the torture. There is no need to do such a thing."

"Can you get through this?"

Liu Wei was also stunned after listening to Wang Yi's words, and Zuo Rutong and others behind Liu Wei were even more so. The pressure hovering over Wang Yi's room was almost materializing. They really couldn't think of any way for Wang Yi to survive in such a dead end.

"It was less than 30% before, but now, it's about 50%. After all, he still returned to Beijing after doing so much. I think what will happen in a few days will not change much. Alas...supernatural power cannot defeat destiny."

"Understood. I'll pass on the message."

Hearing Wang Yi's sigh inside the door, Liu Wei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He could only agree, clasped his fists and bowed to Zuo Rutong and the others, then hurried away.

Wang Yi continued to sit cross-legged in meditation, waiting for the final result.

Even though the result is thousands of miles away, for Wang Yi, this ubiquitous cause and effect backlash is the best channel for transmitting messages.

Just as Wang Yi had expected, the big news from Liu Wei on April 6th had just caused a huge uproar in society. Before the storm had subsided, another storm broke out on the 12th far away in Shanghai. This time, there was no Liu Wei, a gangster, to tip off Wang Yi, and Wang Yi didn't need him anymore.

Because starting from the early morning of the 12th, in the house at Sichengjiaoxing, Zuo Rutong, Liang Ting and others who were guarding outside Wang Yi's room could clearly feel the might of heaven that had been brewing and preventing them from raising the heart of resistance falling!

The target was directly aimed at Wang Yi in the room. This huge divine power made Zuo Rutong and others rush towards Wang Yi's door in panic. No matter what, they could not sit idly by.

"Master Zuo, Brother Liang, please be patient, I am fine."

Wang Yi's slightly tired voice came from inside the room, causing Zuo Ruotong and the others to stop. In Zuo Ruotong's perception, Wang Yi in the room was still full of vitality, but he became silent after saying this.

Seeing this, no matter how anxious Zuo Rutong and the others were, they could only hold back and go back outside the yard to wait for the final result.

Inside the room, Wang Yi's situation at the moment was also very strange.

As the early morning of the 12th arrived, Wang Yi, who had been in a trance waiting for the backlash of cause and effect, did feel the backlash of cause and effect coming. However, unlike the sudden death of the sorcerer, Wang Yi was in a state of trance, without any sorcerer to assist him, and his mind was pulled by some force and forcibly entered the inner scene of the practitioner.

This time, the interior scene was different from the previous one he entered with the help of the warlock You Baiyun. That time, the interior scene was a ball of light, and he and You Baiyun needed to cast a spell on the ball of light to find out who was plotting against them. But this time, the ball of light in the interior scene did not require Wang Yi to cast a spell to divine. It was like a real-time display, showing Wang Yi what was happening in Shanghai thousands of miles away.
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In the early morning of Shanghai, the warships parked at Gaochang Temple sent out a signal in the night sky. Groups of heavily armed thugs with armbands wrapped around their arms set out from the French Concession in cars and, together with the military and police in the concession, drove to various parts of Shanghai.

This was a deliberate attack, but it did not have the desired effect. The historical turning point changed slightly at this moment.

The workers' picket, which was supposed to resist hastily, chose to stay on guard this time, and caught these villains and the military police off guard. Before these villains showed their claws, half of them were knocked down by the workers' picket. Among them, Wang Yi also noticed that among these lawless villains, there are some people who really do not work hard, charge behind, always raise the muzzle of the gun three inches, shoot by faith, and hit by luck.

However, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two from the very beginning, not to mention that there was an army behind these fully armed villains ready to take action at any time.

Seeing that the situation did not seem to be going as smoothly as expected, the army was also going to be dispatched. On the other side, the workers' pickets that were attacked were also decisive. After tasting the sweetness, they immediately retreated towards the evacuation route that had been prepared long ago. However, the result of this active ambush was that more people were sacrificed. Some people were arrested, but more people were sacrificed. The only benefit was that these guys dared not act rashly again. Looking at these evacuated workers' pickets and the guns in their hands, they chose to stay where they were. After all, there is only one life.

"Is this the change brought about by my active intervention? It seems... nothing has changed."

Wang Yi was watching these things happening thousands of miles away from his inner scene. He didn't know whether the time in the outside world was synchronized with that in the inner scene. He could only passively watch all this happen here.

"Yeah, Brother Yi, whether you do it or not, nothing will change. Isn't it better to just go with the flow?"

A childish voice sounded behind Wang Yi. Wang Yi could never forget this voice. And when he turned around and looked behind him, the little figure and face standing behind him were also something Wang Yi could not forget.

Because of this figure, he can still live as Wang Yi today.

That was his younger brother, who used his own flesh and blood to buy him a piece of meat and bone so that he could survive when he was almost starving to death.

(End of this chapter)