I, the public enemy

Chapter 23 The Pledge of Allegiance

Gray Core City, South District.

10 PM.

Because Yuan Jingang and his gang were in extremely bad condition, they couldn't just hail a taxi on the street to go home. The reaction of an ordinary person seeing them would be to call the police immediately.

Not to mention that Ali's tongue has been cut off and he can't speak now. He can only use the money from his share of the spoils to get Mo Zhenxiong to reform him.

"Uncle Mo, thank you for your hard work."

Yuan Jingang sat in the passenger seat. Since he had dragged Mo Zhenxiong into this mess, Mo Zhenxiong was the best person to pick up his group.

The silver-gray paint cut through the rain, splashing up dirty water where the tires rolled over it, and the red taillights left a trail in the neon lights.

The vehicle is heading towards the underground shopping mall.

The fluorescent graffiti on the street walls glowed eerily green in the rainy night. Some were slogans against corporations, some were GG signs for prosthetic repair shops, and others were totems of street gangs. The distorted lines, reflected in the dark sky, looked like ghosts that had come to life.

"I'll get off after two more intersections."

Wang Qing didn't have time for any team-building parties. They had made a fortune and could do whatever they wanted. Tomorrow they were going to Mercury Heavy Industry for a friendly match.

I will take some time to create an electronic document outlining the techniques for Yuan Jingang and the others to practice.

Because its power to strike against demonic forces is terrifying.

We cannot teach them techniques that would be considered demonic. The levels are different, and ordinary people who practice them will be caught 100% of the time because the demonic energy cannot be concealed. Only experts can perfectly disguise themselves and evade various checkpoints and detectors.

Wang Qing was the one who created the practice. He had long since transcended the so-called righteous and evil, inheriting the essence of righteousness and incorporating the application of the opposite, thus advancing to a new realm and forming a new form.

At this moment, Wang Qing was still playing online gambling.

"Have you found a buyer yet?"

Wang Qing asked Mo Zhenxiong, "According to Mo Zhenxiong's assessment, the two pieces of equipment that An Zhi sold for might be worth more than tonight's earnings."

"One day is too short; I will give you an answer within a week."

Mo Zhenxiong swallowed hard, glanced at Wang Qing in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and then quickly looked away.

Everyone knows the truth.

High school students are clearly incapable of handling tonight's transaction; Wang Qing has been possessed by someone from the demonic path.

Wang Qing must also know that he knows.

But Mo Zhenxiong wasn't like Liu Ziwen, who had a childlike mentality. Some things, if you don't weigh them, they're only a few ounces; but once you weigh them, they're a ton.

This thin layer of paper is very thin, but it must not be pierced.

"OK."

Wang Qing would not address his subordinates as brothers, as this would be detrimental to the overall situation. The person issuing orders must possess authority to ensure the efficient execution of their plans.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive after the brief conversation. Although Wang Qing only took three million, and the rest of them got the lion's share, Yuan Jingang and the others showed no joy.

It is known that one has stepped into an abyss with no way back.

After a terrible silence.

Yuan Jingang suddenly said something.

"Brother Qing, is this vote... a pledge of allegiance?"

Yuan Jingang naturally guessed Wang Qing's intention in not answering the phone earlier. His eyes were cold, and he was somewhat fierce before asking that question.

He would stop at nothing to save up for a ticket to smuggle himself across the border.

Mo Zhenxiong was terrified. The car jolted slightly in the rain, so he quickly straightened the steering wheel to make the vehicle stable.

"A pledge of allegiance?"

Wang Qing turned off his phone screen, quite intrigued. He didn't care that he had lost this online betting game. "Of course it counts."

He did not give an ambiguous answer; his response was extremely clear.

Yuan Jingang was stunned for a moment, not expecting such a decisive answer, but he just nodded and didn't dare to say anything more.

"I often watch short videos. There's a trend of making empty promises these days, but those who make empty promises are usually insignificant nobodys who can't amount to much."

What I want to create is order, an orderly path to advancement and an evaluation system. Floor 21 is just one corner of the makeshift hospital. There are 81 floors in total, but that's only the publicly available information. The world is vast, full of illusions and truths. Don't you want to glimpse the answer to this mystery?

At least Wang Qing himself was very curious to know what kind of high-end person had created such a high-end place as the makeshift hospital, which amazed him.

But Yuan Jingang and his companions were not inspired; instead, they looked worried. Not everyone has such great ambitions; it only makes people feel scared.

Yuan Jingang opened his mouth as if to say something.

Wang Qing gestured for silence, knowing that this woman really knew how to time her calls.

"Sis, what's wrong?"

Wang Qing answered the phone, somewhat speechless.

It's been a while since school ended. Have you arrived at your rented apartment yet?

"Not yet, I just finished having milk tea with my classmates."

Wang Qing used his old excuse, worried that Wang Meng had already realized he was lying after a sudden attack on his petition.

Why are you drinking milk tea every day? Have your classmate say something to you.

Wang Meng was actually bluffing Wang Qing, worried about his current situation and whether the contact information had reached the school. Those debt collectors are despicable, and as his guardian, she contacted his homeroom teacher.

I learned that Wang Qing took the day off to practice in the virtual realm, and after visiting Mercury Heavy Industry tomorrow, he will also participate in a friendly match organized by the company.

Wang Qing made no attempt to hide the fact that Yuan Jingang had come to collect debts before and knew his family information. He handed his phone to Yuan Jingang and asked him to say something.

"Um... hello, Auntie."

In Yuan Jingang's subconscious, Wang Qing was the old monster who had possessed his body; he was a man in his forties or fifties, and he even used that title.

Wang Qing was almost driven mad by the prank, but it's okay, let him improvise.

[Auntie? Never mind, you must be Liu Ziwen. How was your virtual realm practice with my brother today? Is Wang Qing any good?]

This question also stumped Yuan Jingang: What is Liu Ziwen from the Void Realm?

It looks like a bombshell is about to explode.

Wang Qing retrieved his phone, told Mo Zhenxiong to stop the car, then opened the door, took the call, and left without saying a word.

Everyone in the car breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Zhenxiong continued driving.

"You fucking killed me, do you know that?"

Mo Zhenxiong cursed.

"You've already said that once."

Yuan Jingang looked at the broken mechanical arm on his left hand. He needed to replace it with a new one. A good one would cost several hundred thousand yuan, but it didn't matter, he had the money on him now.

"Just now, it can be said that Wang Qing has initially trusted us, and even felt comfortable talking to his family."

Yuan Jingang pondered.

Ali stammered, but his tongue was broken, and only a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"You can rest now, brother." Yuan Jingang continued to ask Mo Zhenxiong, "Aren't you supposed to be well-informed? Do you have any leads on Wang Qing's identity?"

Mo Zhenxiong shook his head. He had inquired and found that people in the demonic path could not act alone; they were all backed by organized underground parties. But there was not a single clue about Wang Qing.

"Damn... Anyway, I'll have a few days of peace and quiet. After I get back to the clinic and get treated, I can do whatever I want."

That was all Yuan Jingang could say, staring into deep thought as he looked at the briefcase still containing four million yuan in cash.

the other side.

Wang Qing walked to a shared bicycle and hung up the phone.

After scanning the code, I got on the bicycle.

The reason for the call was simply that Wang Meng had been anxious for the past two days about how to pay off Wang Qing's online loan debt. If the debt wasn't paid off in full, the interest would continue to accrue.

So Wang Meng scraped together a sum of money, saying she wanted to meet her on the weekend, and under her watchful eye, paid off all the money from the various platforms.

At the moment, no one knew how the money was raised, and Wang Meng did not explain the reason.

We'll talk about it later.

Tomorrow's friendly match is no big deal.

The deal with Xiao Su will continue. The debt collectors can't be cut off, and the citizens in the makeshift hospital are protected by the law. However, Wang Qing has a new target.

I reckon those people will come after me in the next few days, since I'm tearing someone apart on their turf.

"Pressure Massenet."

Wang Qing hopped on his bicycle.

Mercury Heavy Industries, I really need to take better control of you.