Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 215 Sending Letters
New York, Manhattan, Chinatown, also known as Chinatown, Chinatown.

Founded in 1890, it is centered on Mott Street, just a stone's throw away from City Hall and adjacent to Broadway, known as the world's performing arts center. It currently has a population of approximately 4.

Some of the Chinese who came to the United States had their parents sold as laborers and were forced to migrate from California to settle here because of the Chinese Exclusion Act; others came to the United States to escape the wars that were raging in their own country.

By being hard-working and doing the hard labor that no white American was willing to do, he managed to gain a foothold in New York City despite the pressures of life and various oppressions.

But in the final analysis, they are still at the bottom of the contempt chain. Some of these Chinese worship foreign things and some hope that there will be peace and stability in their country one day, and then they will go back.

And tonight, those Chinese people in Chinatown who had barely made a living in New York during the Great Depression paid a large sum of money to book Broadway and invited some celebrities from New York City to come here to enjoy an art performance from their motherland.

For the sake of money, many celebrities gladly attended the banquet, and with an attitude of watching the fun, they came to Broadway to enjoy an exotic feast.

Wang Yi sat in the box, watching the performance on the stage, but his attention was not very focused.

He was not a very artistic guy. He just knew that the performance on stage was great, but he couldn't explain exactly how it was great. Moreover, his attention was not really focused on it. Instead, he was paying attention to the conversation in another box between Director Taylor from the Behemoth Group and his other self, the god John Wick.

Sure enough, his decision to separate the two identities of Wang Yi and John Wick was correct.

With the expansion of Continental Hotel and Continental Group, John Wick, as a pseudonym, inevitably came into the attention of these old financial groups.

For those guys who firmly occupy the top resources, if you want to come up and share the cake with us, it depends on whether you are qualified and whether you are one of us.

If John Wick's identity is exposed, everything he has done now will become a castle in the air and will no longer exist.

He never looked down on the United States, which lacked innate superhuman resources. No matter how insufficient their resources were, they still became a superpower, made a lot of money from the two world wars, and used technology to make up for their shortcomings in superhumans.

If such a superpower knew that Chinese were taking advantage of the Great Depression to occupy territory and consume resources, they would not be unable to do something like holding a military parade in New York City.

Fortunately, I got a wave of Lao Deng gold coins, which made up for this shortcoming from the feudal remnants of King Hong.

The current state of the god John Wick is very delicate. In essence, He is just a god born under the shaping of the Qi of the faith of all living beings, a ball of Qi with independent consciousness.

But because of the existence of the creator himself, and the absorption of a wave of feudal remnants from King Hong Tianwang, the god John Wick has independence and autonomy different from other gods.

Even if he is separated from himself, he can still follow the first rule of the gods and operate independently on matters related to the Continental Hotel and the Continental Group, because these are his roots, and his instinct will be to protect his roots, bury his roots deeper, and expand his faith further.

All I can say is that King Hong is indeed something. No wonder he could, under the name of being the second son of God, create the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and almost overthrow the Qing Dynasty.

It is also because of the foundation laid by the feudal remnants of King Hong Tian that the god John Wick can simulate the breathing, body temperature, heartbeat and bleeding phenomena that ordinary people have through Qi.

In addition, at present, only Wang Yi himself knows the identity of the god John Wick. Now all the forces outside who know the god John Wick think that John Wick is a very powerful alien. This is crucial.

Doing business with a powerful alien is different from doing business with a powerful god.

But what Wang Yi is worried about now is whether the disguise of the god John Wick can deceive outsiders and the practitioners of the lineage of actors and actresses who play gods?

The method of actors and actresses playing gods is not a unique specialty of their country, especially in a place like the West which is essentially a monotheistic religion. The people there play to the extreme even more than those at home.

Through the shared perspective with the god John Wick, Wang Yi also understood one thing. Although the United States lacks foundation, it is nonsense to say that there is no one who can fight.

At least those who play the roles of actors and actresses here are definitely good at fighting.

The essence of those who advocate the role-playing of gods is to play the role of gods as humans and steal the Qi of faith of all living beings to practice. However, in their own family, everyone knows that gods are man-made and can be used and replaced, but one cannot become them.

But in the West, there are many fanatics who don't mind becoming tools for God's coming and becoming God's incarnation.

While listening to the casual conversation between Behemoth Group Director Taylor and the god John Wick, the performance had already ended and there was thunderous applause. This was their instinctive appreciation of art without any personal emotions.

Wang Yi stood up and quietly left the box.

Director Taylor, who noticed Wang Yi's actions, also spoke at the right time.

"Mr. Wick, what do you think of that Chinese alien?"

"He's very powerful, but I won't lose to him in New York. However, I won't cause trouble for myself unless necessary. All I want is for my Continental Hotel and Continental Group to develop stably. It's that simple."

The god John Wick answered truthfully, without any lies and without the need to lie.

Because he himself is the patron saint of the Continental Hotel and the Continental Group, with the support of the Qi of faith of all living beings that is now beginning to take shape, and the instinct as a god to protect his own territory of faith. If Wang Yizhen does something that will harm the Continental Hotel, then as a god, he will trigger the mechanism and take action on his own.

This is why Wang Yi said that the god John Wick is both him and not him.

As an incarnation, the god John Wick is unilaterally restricted by Wang Yi, can accept Wang Yi's orders, and all memory conversations are open to Wang Yi.

But once the foundation of his existence is touched, He will clash with Wang and start fighting. However, as the creator of the god John Wick, Wang Yi naturally stands at the top of the restraint chain and has the ability to wipe out the god John Wick from the root at any time.

As a price, Wang Yi was unable to use the power of the god John Wick. The vast Qi of faith of all living beings was not something Wang Yi could bear.

Moreover, when Wang Yi erased the god John Wick from the root, it did not mean that the god John Wick would not be born, unless he could erase all memories of the name John Wick from the minds of all those who knew him.

Otherwise, based on the Qi of faith of all living beings, a new god, John Wick, would be born. However, the god John Wick at that time would be like other gods born from the Qi of faith of all living beings. He would become a clay puppet that could see and hear but could not speak or move.

The god John Wick would not reveal these words to the director Taylor in front of him, but what he said before was enough to make Director Taylor of the Behemoth Group interested.

It's good enough to be able to fight with Wang Yi50 in New York. Although he doesn't know the reason, he also knows that this is the other person's powerful secret.

And no matter what, a white face is always more comfortable to look at than a yellow face.

"If that's the case, Mr. Wick, I think you can join our Behemoth Foundation. I know Mr. Wick has ideas, and I also know that the Continental Group is expanding now, but there is an old Chinese saying that a county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. The Behemoth Foundation's industries are spread all over the world, and there are many more channels than you think. Can you consider becoming a director of the Behemoth Foundation? Let the Behemoth Foundation help the expansion of the Continental Group."

These words were immediately shared by the god John Wick with Wang Yi who was walking towards the back of the stage, and Wang Yi quickly gave instructions to the god John Wick.

'Keep him hanging, there's no rush.'

After sending this instruction, Wang Yi no longer cared about it.

Near the backstage, the Peking Opera master Mei Lanfang was removing his makeup after his performance, while also listening to the casual conversation among his disciples.

"Boss, there are talented people in the United States. I noticed it when I went on stage just now. There is a master in the box who is more powerful than my master."

"As for the method of actors performing as gods, it's not unique to our Liyuan Scorpion Baba. Their method is probably closer to the Wu actors performing as gods during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but it's also more extreme. You guys shouldn't blindly join in the fun."

"Of course we know this, boss. How many days are we going to rest here? From what I've seen over the past few days, the buildings in the United States are so tall, but it seems that there are not many people living there. There are even people lining up on the street to receive disaster relief food. Is the American government doing nothing?"

"You kid, you don't look like a king at all without your kingly makeup. I really don't understand why my senior brother let you follow me."

Just then, a disciple came over with a puzzled expression.

"Boss, there's a fellow villager named Wang Yi outside. He said his family elders asked him to come here to get some local specialties."

"Please ask him to come in, and you guys go out too. If anyone comes to see me, please ask them to wait for a moment. I will handle this matter."

"Okay class leader."

The backstage lounge was quickly cleared, and Wang Yi met the Peking Opera master under the guidance of his disciples.

He was wearing a dark red robe and performed the etiquette of a junior as soon as he came up.

"My name is Wang Yi. I have long heard of Master Mei's name."

"Mr. Wang, you don't have to be so polite. When I was in the capital a few years ago, Mr. Qin took good care of me. Later, I also saw Mr. Wang Yi's style of defeating eight foreigners in the embassy world. I know what Mr. Wang did in Fengtian City. Speaking of which, I have to say that I have long heard of your name."

"It turns out that Master Mei was there at the time. I was negligent and neglectful."

"Haha, don't be like that. It's normal that you can't see me because I'm not from the circle. I just know what's going on in the circle. Can't Mr. Wang see that I'm not a cultivator?"

"I thought it was because I was not yet at the peak of my practice that I could not see the master's return to nature."

"Haha, I like to hear that, but it's true. In a group of people, some people are responsible for appearances, and some are responsible for the inside. I am the face, and I just make a living with a group of disciples. We won't flatter each other. Before coming to the United States, Master Qin came to me in person and said that I need to hand this letter to you in person, and asked you to personally review it."

As he spoke, Master Mei also took out a thick letter from his arms and handed it to Wang Yi with both hands.

Wang Yi took it but did not open it immediately. He just looked up at Mei Lanfang.

"I don't know the specific content of the letter. Master Qin told me that I only need to tell you that this letter came from Fengtian."

Fengtian, as soon as this key word came out, Wang Yi could no longer sit still and opened it directly in front of him.

Master Mei, who delivered the letter, turned around to avoid suspicion and said nothing more.

When I opened the envelope, what caught my eye were eight big words.

'The end is near! There is no way to save the situation!'

(End of this chapter)