No. 30 Conspiracy and Scheming

  "What happened to those masters you mentioned last time? Where are they?"

  "Xuan sister, have you given up on Wang Jian?"

  "No, but you can't put all your eggs in one basket. With him, we must win; without him, we must not lose."

  Lin Yaxuan sat in her office, unexpectedly calm, just like the one who had cried and pestered like a little girl earlier was not her. She now looked like a commander of a battle, calmly directing the upcoming fight.

  But in reality, anyone who knows her slightly understands that at this moment, Lin Yaxuan is also the most dangerous. Her not making a fuss or laughing or throwing a tantrum represents her extremely bad mood, and when she's in a bad mood, she can do anything. For example, once she went for a walk because of her bad mood and was whistled at and teased by a few hoodlums. Normally, she would just laugh it off, and at most, she would have her subordinates beat up those ignorant kids. But that day, she had someone use scissors to cut the Achilles' tendons of those four or five 16- or 17-year-old thugs, along with one of their fingers.

  That matter seemed to have caused quite a stir, but in the end it quietly disappeared after one of the families involved was mysteriously wiped out.

  This is Lin Yaxuan's brutality, even though she has a sunny girl-like appearance, but her venomous reputation is well-known to everyone, and this state of hers now is when she is at her most aggressive.

  So after hearing her words, Hu Lai immediately responded with a "yes" and retreated out the door, leaving Lin Yaxuan sitting quietly alone in the office.

  "It's gone."

  "Brother, I'm here."

  Hu went forward, looking at Hu Lai who was covered in cold sweat, with a puzzled expression and a playful smile: "What? Did ** make you faint?"

  Hu Lai furrowed his brow and forcefully covered Hu Qu's mouth, saying in a low and stern tone: "Looking for death?"

  Hú immediately realized his situation, quickly nodded and opened Hú's hand, lowering his voice to say: "Brother, what's going on?"

  "Go and gather all those masters we found during this period of time, we need to select some elites."

  Hú lái deliberately shouted loudly, so that Lín Yàxuān would know, and after shouting, pulled Hú to whisper: "How's the contact with the Russian side? Is the big white bear coming or not?"

  "Of course, for a reward of 10 million. That guy is the six-time consecutive champion on that side, and as soon as he gets on stage, people die. The minimum number of people who have died at his hands is this many."

  Hu went and drew a five, and with a smug expression said: "I gave him my 16-year-old little demon to play with for several days, when I got her back she was almost out of breath."

  Hu Lai just wanted to ask, Hu went naturally used his hand to wipe his neck and raised an eyebrow: "Clean and neat."

  "That's good, what about those few boxing masters?"

  "Except for Yangzi, everyone else is fine. Lao Wu and Xiao Tian both agree to throw the fight, and Da Bing won't be playing that day."

  "This young master is so foolishly loyal!" Hu Lai sighed and said: "Find an opportunity to get rid of him."

  "No way, it's no fun if everything is fake." Hu went to whisper with a smile: "The master said that as long as we can eliminate that ***, everything else will be easy to say, and the club will belong to us."

  Hú Lái's expression looked very satisfied, he nodded: "The days of being a dog are coming to an end, and we two brothers will also rise up. Did that white-haired kid win against the wheat?"

  "Don't even mention the young master." Hu went with a spring breeze on his face: "Even that whatever crappy Wang Jian is also being instantly killed, I've personally seen that bastard pinch a brick into pieces."

  "Come on, brother will treat you to a good meal."

  "Let's go."

  On the other hand, Dawei was sitting in a quaint tea house, with a brownish-purple Yixing teapot emitting a fragrance of tea in front of him. The tea set on the table was complete, and next to him, a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a Tang suit was skillfully brewing and washing tea. His expression was cold but his eyes were warm.

  "Ah Xiao, you're not young anymore. Just drifting along like this every day isn't a solution."

  "Uncle Yao, I've been tortured at my dad's place, thinking of you makes me relax a bit, so please let me go."

  "I'm at a loss with you. Speak up, what brings you here? I don't believe you came to see me for no reason."

  Dawei gently picked up the cup and took a small sip, not hurrying to answer Uncle Yao's question. Instead, he exaggeratedly took a deep breath: "This is really good tea, Mingqian Longjing! I've had a lot of tea, but only Uncle Yao can bring out its flavor."

  "Stop flattering and speak quickly."

  "Uncle Yao... just praise me, I've been scolded by my dad as a useless person for over 20 years." Dawei changed the subject: "Let's chat, don't think of me as so utilitarian."

  "You're not in a hurry to chat, you're willing to put aside your pride and come find me, that means there's something you can't handle on your own. Spit it out."

  Yao Shu was neither slow nor hurried, with an air of being able to hold up the sky if it fell, his eyes exuding a kind of aura, a kind of inexplicable and unspeakable aura.

  "Alright alright, it's like this... Do you know Lin Yaxuan?"

  "That little brat? Lin Lao Hu's family business will be ruined by her sooner or later. What? You've taken a liking to her? Alright, I'll help you."

  "Don't... don't be like my dad, can't stand me mentioning a woman's name? As soon as you see it, you drag it onto me. I haven't even thought about getting married so early yet. Just let me have some more fun for a few years."

  "You're getting on in years too..."

  "Uncle Yao, I'm begging for mercy on my knees, spare me..."

  "Alright, I'm at a loss with you. Go ahead, what did you ask her?"

  "Today she's been bothering one of my friends, saying that he should go and fight in an underground boxing match. I just want to know what she thinks she is in this whole thing?"

  "Do you have a girlfriend?" Mr. Yao's face lit up: "A girl?"

  "Sir... uncle, I really kowtowed to you, let me go."

  "Stop making that face. I know about the boxing match, it's been quite popular lately. Lin Yaxuan is one of the small-time gamblers in there, I don't remember whether he won or lost, but I heard someone is coming to challenge him next month, betting everything they have. These young people are too arrogant, they don't know the importance of being patient and waiting for opportunities."

  "Really... then tell me more about what you think."

  "I think this is a trap, I don't see much, but from the current situation, it's clear that several big players have joined forces to take down another big player. However, when you're in the midst of it, it's hard to tell who's eating whom, and for now, it's still unclear."

  "Actually... she is also another friend of mine's sister, can you please take care of Lin Yaxuan?"

  "Is it a girl?"

  "Ah, yes, it's a girl."

  "When will you bring it over for me to see?"

  Yao Shu's eyes, which had always been calm and collected, suddenly shone with an unusually fervent light, identical to that of a middle-aged bachelor father who has just heard that his daughter has found a decent boyfriend.

  "Uncle Yao... on the road of morality, one must not take advantage of a friend's wife."

  Yao Shu's eyes dimmed at that moment, and he waved his hand: "I've washed my hands for many years, young people's affairs, I don't care about them anymore."

  "You really don't care?"

  "Whatever."

  "Really doesn't matter?"

  "Whatever."

  "I'll tell Aunt Xue that you said I should get married at 40 and that a man isn't considered a real man until he's had his fill of romance by the time he's 40."

  "Hiss......" Yao Shu inhaled a breath of cold air: "You little brat! You even dare to fabricate rumors about me?"

  "Anyway, it's up to you to explain when the time comes."

  "Alright, I admit defeat. However, it's really not my problem anymore. You'll just have to play it by ear later on. But the one who got eaten was indeed her, and all I can do is save her life. If she wants to get herself killed, there's nothing I can do about it."

  "Alright, since you've said that, I'm satisfied. Although you're not very sincere, later I'll invite you to have some roasted intestines, will you eat them?"

  "You stinky little brat, I'm just not sincere, if you're willing to marry her, I guarantee she'll be as steady as Mount Tai."

  Dawei's eyes rolled around in a circle: "No, I just want her to go completely bankrupt."

  After finishing speaking, Dawei ran out of the tea room and shouted loudly: "Aunt Xue, I'm going to play tennis with Uncle Yao, I won't be back for dinner tonight."

  A stern voice came from the kitchen: "No way, that old thing has a bad stomach and can't go out to eat those smoky things."

  Yao Shu immediately jumped out of the room: "I'll just bring some pastries from home, it's been a long time since I've exercised, and now that Ah Xiao is back, I must make him accompany me properly."

  "You'd better keep your promise, otherwise I'll make you pay for it, you old thing!"

  "Alright alright, I'll go first."

  After finishing, Uncle Yao hastily pulled out a few pieces of rice cakes with a light bird flavor from the refrigerator and dragged Dawei to open the door and go out. Just as they were halfway there, the sound in the kitchen came again: "Xiao Xiao, take care of your uncle, don't let him die outside."

  "I know, Aunt Xue."

  After walking out of the villa's yard, Yao Shu took a deep breath: "I've never been afraid of anyone in my life."

  After finishing speaking, he looked around and squatted down to stuff the rice cake into the sewer pipe with his hands, his eyes darting back and forth in a flustered manner, showing extreme caution.

  Dawei whispered to him: "Uncle Yao, if you do this, those young people will see it and their idols will be shattered."

  "Cut the crap, start the car, Old Zhang is shifting gears!"

  At the same time, in another part of the city, Wang Jian was crouching on the ground with a ruler in his hand, drawing something on some wooden boards.

  He was originally planning to go catch people in the afternoon, but he walked halfway before realizing that this was like looking for a needle in the ocean, and it would be impossible to find those guys who didn't come to class just by their names.

  So he simply returned to school along the original road, and after patrolling his own class for a week, warning those who would skip class again with the famous saying "death penalty", he hid in the adjacent school's workshop and started cutting wood.

  After all, the desks and chairs of Class 29 have been in disrepair for years. Although they can grab TVs from other classes, stools are not only difficult to carry but also easy to get into trouble with. After all, Wang Jian is in school, everything has to be done within a certain limit, if it's too much, the teacher might not be able to handle it.

  So it's better for Wang Jian to use his old skills, with his skills, fixing a few stools is absolutely more than enough.

  And he was absolutely convinced that his newly painted stool would be the most eye-catching sight in the whole school.