Urban Pirate World: I am in Zekaido

Two groups of people returned to Jiangcheng one after another.

The soldiers guarding the city were stunned. Thousands of people went out of the city to explore the Golden Goblin's nest, but less than twenty people came back?

Rounding it off, wouldn't that mean the whole army was wiped out?

As soon as he came back, the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion had been waiting for a long time, and asked Jiang Chen to go to the City Lord's Mansion to meet the Great Sage Qi Tian.

"Jiang Chen, what you did today was really too arrogant. Even if you really want to kill them, can't you do it secretly? It's really unwise to do it in public in front of the whole network."

The Great Sage Qi Tian took a sip of Pu'er tea and tasted it carefully.

"I just want people to fear me and suppress the villains with thundering means. I want both face and heart. Even if it is broadcast live, it will only be a few words.

They are all dead. I can use a little trick to reverse right and wrong and buy some water army. The dead can't speak and refute. Besides, Lord Qi will definitely help me, right?"

Jiang Chen sat opposite the Great Sage Qi Tian and drank the Pu'er tea in one gulp.

"How is this tea?"

"It quenches thirst."

Qi Tian Dasheng felt it was a waste. "My teacher has a friend who works at Douyin. I have used my connections to suppress the popularity and banned most of the forwarded live clips. I deleted them if possible, but there are still a lot of rumors that are unfavorable to you."

"Then issue another notice in the name of the official, saying that everyone encountered strange things in the nest and was confused. What everyone saw was an illusion. In short, it doesn't matter if there are many loopholes, just give an explanation.

As for those who clamor for a shady deal, City Lord Qi, rest assured, I will find them one by one and kill them."

Jiang Chen told Qi Tian Dasheng his plan.

"Take it easy. The investigation team from above is coming. Just don't let them find any evidence against us. Besides, many of the people you killed were disciples and descendants of prominent people in Jiangcheng. Find a time to deal with them yourself.

I don't want these people to stab me in the back when the ICAC comes in the future..."

Qi Tian Dasheng handed over a list, some of which were potential enemies that Jiang Chen had offended, and the other part were people who Qi Tian Dasheng wanted to use Jiang Chen to help him get rid of.

Jiang Chen gladly accepted it. Helping each other was a good deal.

............

"This Jiang Chen is too arrogant! No, I must let more people know Jiang Chen's ugly face!

If I stand by and watch today, no one will cheer for me when disaster strikes!

Who among the family members understands that the number one genius is evil, and no one has dug out where his family is? Oh, in Qingcheng, if there are any locals in Qingcheng, I will pay you to dig up their ancestral graves!

Oh, what's going on? The video was illegally removed from the shelves? And it is not allowed to be forwarded!"

A man in a fast food restaurant was typing angrily on his mobile phone.

An employee who came over saw his boss gritting his teeth at the phone and spoke timidly.

"Hey, boss, there are still ten tons of zombie meat left in our store's cold storage. It's been almost five years. If it's left there any longer, it will really go bad. What should we do with it?"

The boss put down his phone angrily and thought for a while, "Hey, I have a plan!"

"Go to Choutuan and Baole to post an event, and say that our fast food restaurant is holding a promotion.

The 199 group purchase package is 0.01% off for a limited time! Only one yuan!"

The boss smiled proudly, "That's enough to make those poor people jealous."

The employee gave a thumbs up, "Great, boss, you are awesome."

"It's really awesome, awesome."

A cold voice came.

The fast food restaurant owner looked and saw a pool of glutinous rice on the ground.

"Xiao Hei, why can't you mop the floor of the store clean? I'll deduct 100 yuan from your salary today. Hurry up and pack up the glutinous rice with a broom and make glutinous rice for customers tomorrow!"

The waiter named Xiao Hei cried, "Wuwu, no, boss, I clearly cleaned it, and my daily salary is only 60 yuan. I still owe 40 yuan after deducting 100 yuan?"

"Go if you are asked to. I tell you that after the college entrance examination, there will be a lot of cheap graduates and interns who can't be used up during the summer vacation. I think your salary is still too high. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it!"

"Wuwu, boss, don't fire me, I will do it!"

Xiao Hei was about to step forward, but he didn't expect that the glutinous rice would slowly condense into a human shape!

Li Kuangtu stared coldly at the fast food restaurant owner as if he was looking at a dead person.

The owner was startled by Li Kuangtu's gaze.

"You...what are you doing? Do you want to eat? We're closed..."

"What do I do? I'm here to kill you so you can understand!"

The boss was stunned and his pants were wet with fear. "Why? I've been kind to others since I was a child. I never quarrel with others in real life..."

"Yeah, you dare to complain on the Internet, right?, dare to make up stories about Brother Jiang Chen online, you are looking for death. "

Li Kuangtu interrupted him, "Remember in your next life, the Internet is not a place for lawlessness, be careful about what you say and do."

The boss's face turned pale, "Didn't you really find it along the Internet cable? It's not my fault, I'm just a follower... Don't kill me, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Kuangtu directly shot a glutinous rice ball and shot his heart!

The black-hearted boss of the fast food restaurant died directly.

The waiter next to him was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, wanting to shout but unable to make a sound in fear.

Li Kuangtu ignored him, and his body turned into glutinous rice and disappeared without a trace.

............

A tank truck driver was surrounded by a group of people.

"Hey, you bastard, you didn't even wipe the car after pulling ethanol gasoline and directly pulled edible soybean oil. Isn't your car a special car for special use! Who the hell told you to pull it! ”

A tall and strong man in black grabbed the thin driver and gave him a big nose!

The thin driver was knocked to the ground and didn't dare to fight back.

"This... this big brother, this is the unspoken rule of our industry. As long as it is oil, he can pull..."

"You have to wash the tank after pulling! Did you wash the tank after pulling ethanol gasoline!"

The man slapped him again!

The thin driver covered his face and argued, "Just... I didn't wash it just now..."

"Just this time! When you find that a cockroach has a nest behind it! It's all exposed on the Internet!

You can't wash the tank before pulling cooking oil! That's for people to eat!!! ”

The black-clad man got angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he smashed the skinny driver’s two front teeth with one punch.

The skinny driver fell to the ground in pain, his mouth looking like he had eaten a dragon fruit.

“Brother, please forgive me, I was wrong… It’s hard for me too, I have old people and children to take care of, and it costs hundreds of dollars to wash the tank once. I saw no one carefully checking the tank, so I just wiped the oil outlet and looked clean…”

The black-clad man continued to question, “Don’t you eat oil? The oil you use to cook smells like kerosene!!

My wife said the dishes smelled like kerosene! I scolded her for being nosy! We had a fight!

I would rather suspect that my gas was leaking than suspect that there was something wrong with the oil you used!”

The black-hearted driver fell to the ground, covering his swollen mouth, with a few front teeth sticking out of his mouth, and continued to argue.

“Then… Now you know… Rounding off is also a good thing…”

“Fuck your mother’s head! "The man in black kicked the black-hearted driver hard in the stomach!

The black-hearted driver covered his stomach in pain, curling up like a shrimp.

But who is the black-hearted driver? He is a real warrior. What does he plan to get from those few meals?

"Don't hit me, brother. Woohoo, the smell of gasoline is actually very normal. Most people can't taste it. Besides, I don't think it has any smell..."

At this time, another person next to the man in black couldn't stand it anymore. He took out the electric baton in his hand and hit the black-shirted driver in the chest!

The electric current sizzled, and the black-hearted driver was shocked and convulsed, and he was incontinent!

"Damn it, I'm a restaurant owner, and you actually said that people can't taste the smell of gasoline?

Everyone, just yesterday, a customer said that the dishes in my restaurant tasted like gasoline. I was so angry that I suspected that he was hired by the neighbor to mess up the place. I also had a fight with him!

Everyone, look, the wound is still there! It's warm! ”

The restaurant owner lifted his shirt to reveal his bruised body.

“Brother, you beat me pretty hard…”

Others expressed sympathy for the restaurant owner’s experience.

“That’s right, because of that customer’s disturbance, no one comes to my house for dinner!”

The black-hearted driver, who had been electrocuted for a long time and hadn’t recovered yet, blew out a mouthful of black smoke. He was now the most stubborn person in his body.

“Ah, it turned out to be you… That was a misunderstanding. I didn’t know you were using the oil I pulled…”

The restaurant owner felt something was wrong with the driver’s tone, so he squatted down and picked up the black-hearted driver’s head and brought it close to him.

The black-hearted driver realized that he had said something wrong, and he covered his face so that the restaurant owner wouldn’t see it.

The restaurant owner slapped the black-hearted driver in the face, and the black-hearted driver became honest…

“Oh, oh my god, isn’t this the customer who brought a whole family to my restaurant yesterday and said that our food smelled like gasoline, and had a fight with me and asked our restaurant to compensate him!

I didn't recognize you just now! You are such a thief, you sold me the mixed oil without even cleaning the can, and now you are eating my food, you are selling it yourself."

The restaurant owner slapped him again, "Didn't you just say it was tasteless? You can taste the taste when you eat it yourself?"

The black-hearted driver muttered after being slapped, "Woo woo woo, everyone has been transporting oil like this, everyoneI have been using oil like this for decades, and nothing has happened.

Why do you have to keep staring at me?

Wow, all the oil transporters in the city do this without washing the tanks. They sell the oil to supermarkets and restaurants. We all go to restaurants to eat, and then go to the hospital together. There are too many patients in the hospital, and the doctors and nurses are too busy to handle it, so we go to restaurants to eat...

Wow, isn't it good for everyone to make money..."

"I'm so good, you chicken shit!" The black-hearted driver's perverse and heretical talk completely annoyed the black-clothed man in the lead!

The black-clothed man picked up the steel pipe on the ground and hit the black-hearted driver's arm with a stick!

"Ah!!!!" The black-hearted driver screamed and exploded in the sky.

His arm drooped softly, and it was already broken.

"I tell you! Today your arm is a lesson for you!

If my friend at the gas station hadn't told me, they would have checked your vehicles at the gas station and found that you drivers actually used tanks that had been filled with soybean cooking oil to transport their ethanol gasoline! It tainted their oil quality!

I was furious and announced your bad behavior on the Internet. We, the common people, may not know until the day we die that the oil we eat is actually a mixture of industrial and edible oil! "

"Woo, woo, woo, I'm just a lousy driver. I was inspected by someone at the gas station, but I've been working for so many years. Is it just my fault? Why don't you find those oil manufacturers?

Why don't you find those who inspect and supervise food safety?

You TM will bully me, an old driver..."

"Shut up, they have problems, and you are not a good bird either! Don't you like to pull oil without washing the cans? OK!

Come on, damn it, pour all the gasoline-smelling cooking oil into the pot, let's make some fried skewers for this old driver! "

After that, the group of people started to heat up the oil in the pan, picked up rat meat skewers, zombie meat older than the black-hearted driver, bone paste starch sausage that even dogs wouldn't eat, and lymph meat made into small meatballs.

Because they were worried that the black-hearted driver would be thirsty, they also bought a cup of blended soy milk and expired pigmented juice.

The man in black prepared a dessert for the black-hearted driver, rotten fruit from Qianguoyuan cut into pieces.

"Hey, here comes the fried food~"

A group of people brought a pot of steaming hot fried food, the fried skewers were colorful, fragrant and delicious, and looked great, and they were placed on the table in front of the black-hearted driver.

"Eat, eat quickly! "

The group of black-clad men stared at the driver with a fierce look, as if they would force his mouth open and feed him if he didn't eat.

The black-hearted driver had a bitter face, smelled the fried skewers with the smell of gasoline, picked up a bone paste starch sausage, and cried while eating...

"You cry your mother's head, didn't you say that everyone ate this way! Why are you scared!"

The black-hearted driver continued to be stubborn, "Woo woo woo, no, I just... I just thought of my mother..."

"Why does your mother also use gasoline to cook for you?"

A group of people watched the black-hearted driver eat the last piece of zombie meat and drink the last mouthful of mixed soy milk.

They waved their hands contentedly and prepared to leave.

"Boy, we will always spy on you in a place where you can't see. Next time you don't wash the tank when transporting oil, it won't be as simple as eating these fried skewers. I'll make you drink all the oil! Got it! "

The black-hearted driver nodded like pounding garlic, his stomach was full and bloated.

"Hmph!" The group of men in black left with satisfaction.

After they left, the black-hearted driver quickly found a sewer and tried hard to induce vomiting. He vomited a lot.

After finishing, he went to the cab of the truck and found a bandage to wrap his arm.

It was already night. He wanted to go to the hospital but it was late. In addition, his arm was injured, so he thought he should rest for a night.

As a truck driver, he eats, drinks, defecates, urinates and sleeps in the truck.

The black-hearted driver became more and more angry. Why did he suffer inhuman abuse when their oil-hauling business was exposed? Jiang Chen killed people in public in front of the live broadcast and nothing happened!