I have ten trillion licking dog gold

I didn't eat all day, just drank some tea.

After getting up, Mr. Jiang ordered a bowl of Scottish braised noodles. He had only eaten half of the noodles when the doorbell rang.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

Before Boss Jiang could even put down his chopsticks, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

Seeing Bai Haoran walk in, Jiang Chen couldn't help but frown.

Since coming out about her sexual orientation, her partner seems to have become increasingly unrestrained—no, more like she's letting herself go.

"stop."

Someone spoke up and stopped the other person.

Although he entered uninvited, Bai Haoran still obediently stopped and, from a distance of twenty meters, said, "The two assassins who planted the bomb in Miss Fourth's car have been caught."

Does the fall of the nine-headed bird mean all is well?
No.

What follows is the brutal reckoning.

Boss Jiang can sleep soundly when he's tired, but outside in Macau, things are turbulent and bloody.

Upon hearing that the person had come to report on work, the man's pale face crumbled. After all, he had also used a master key to pry open the Fourth Miss's door last night.

Where are they?

His tone softened slightly.

Bai Haoran did not make any rash moves, but simply looked up and saw that he was holding a tablet computer.

Jiang Chen nodded, gesturing for him to come closer.

While Boss Jiang continued slurping his noodles, the ever-devoted Bai Haoran propped up his tablet on the table, with the screen facing Boss Jiang.

The tablet was connected to a surveillance camera. In the footage, two grown men were locked in two one-meter-high iron cages. The environment was dim, and because the cages were small, they were forced to curl up. Their clothes were tattered, and it was obvious at a glance that they had been violently treated before being put into the cages. Their bodies were covered in wounds, and thick blood kept dripping from the corners of their mouths. The whole scene was filled with a chilling gloom and despair.

of course.

For Mr. Jiang, it was a trivial matter. He didn't even flinch, nor was his appetite affected. He continued to eat his noodles as if nothing had happened.

"Are you sure it's these two people? Don't implicate innocent people."

"determine."

Bai Haoran's answer was simple and straightforward.

The surveillance footage at the time only recorded the two thieves stealing chickens and dogs. Their faces were covered and could not be seen, but Jiang Chen still vividly remembered the scene of them posing and making a peace sign in front of the monitor.

Feng Shui turns.

I won't be laughing now.

Therefore, people should always maintain a humble heart, because no one can guarantee whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

"These two are Zhong Xiaoye's trusted confidants, whom he has kept for many years. They are dedicated to doing the most shady things for Zhong Xiaoye. They will do anything as long as it is Zhong Xiaoye's order. One of them is nicknamed the Ancient Demon Lord..."

"cough."

Mr. Jiang, who was eating noodles, almost choked. "What's your nickname?"

"The Ancient Demon Lord".

"..."

Mr. Jiang's lips twitched, a half-smile playing on his lips, and he couldn't help but look at the tablet screen again.

No wonder he dared to act cool in front of the surveillance camera.

But now that it's locked in a cage, it seems like it can't do anything anymore.

Two lashes shattered his dream of cultivating immortality.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A sound suddenly broke the silence of the scene.

What was that sound?

Mr. Jiang asked instinctively.

"The sound of a dog barking."

Bai Haoran explained calmly.

Boss Jiang suddenly realized, but then, not finding it strange, he picked up a noodle, paused, and looked at Bai Haoran. "Wouldn't that be a bit too brutal? I think these two are in pretty good shape. Why don't we leave them to Brother Bai and let him personally teach them a lesson?"

Bai Haoran remained calm and composed. "Mr. Jiang, I also have my standards." "Pfft."

Jiang Chen finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking the other person up and down, "You don't actually have homosexuality, do you?"

"Does Mr. Jiang discriminate?"

Even with Jiang Chen's keen eyesight, he couldn't immediately tell whether the other person was teasing him.

"Of course I don't discriminate. Feelings shouldn't be limited by gender; they should come from the attraction of souls. But from now on, you're not allowed to swipe your card to come in without my permission. Do you understand?"

"clear."

Bai Haoran nodded, then asked, "So, what should we do with these two people?"

Mr. Jiang lowered his head and ate his noodles.

Although not as cunning and treacherous as Young Master Song, countless facts have proven that Boss Jiang is by no means a saint despised by everyone.

Having become an ancient demon lord, he naturally understands the difficulties and dangers of the path of cultivation and should be prepared for it.

"Send it to Myanmar."

Boss Jiang spoke up, announcing that the Ancient Demon Lord and his accomplices had escaped the fate of becoming dog food.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Seemingly sensing that it was about to lose a delicious dinner, the vicious dog, which was not in the frame, barked even more fiercely.

I wonder if the ancient demon lord in the cage and his fellow Daoists have the same insight.

—It doesn't seem to be on the surveillance footage.

It still hung its head listlessly, motionless, showing no sign of excitement at having escaped a desperate situation.

Also.

Is it something to be happy about just avoiding becoming dog food?
You should know that humans are often more terrifying than animals.

If you don't believe me, just interview one of the lucky survivors who escaped from Myanmar.

Being reduced to dog food is only a temporary hardship; you can be reincarnated and start anew in the next life.

But if you go to Myanmar...

That would truly be falling into an endless abyss, unable to live or die, and at the very least, the inner core would certainly be lost.

So when he heard Boss Jiang's instructions, Bai Haoran felt no regret or remorse. With a heart of stone, he quickly took out his phone.

on the screen.

The dog's barking gradually subsided, indicating it had been led away.

In the dim light, someone walked into the frame. He was burly and imposing, and opened the iron cage, dragging the ancient demon lord and his fellow Daoists out of the cage, leaving behind two shocking streaks of blood.

The two evil cultivators were completely exhausted. Even though they had regained their freedom, they had no ability to escape. They lay on the ground, barely breathing, and even lifting their heads was extremely difficult.

"Please... spare me..."

harm.

So what if he's an ancient demon lord?
Even under inhuman torture, they will tremble, feel fear, and plead.

"Which one is the Ancient Demon Lord?"

Mr. Jiang, who used to be a fan of martial arts novels, chewed his noodles and asked a question that stumped Bai Haoran, who couldn't answer. However, Mr. Jiang didn't mind.

Is the Ancient Demon Lord a single person?
of course not.

It's just a substitute name.

Boss Jiang didn't have the ability to eliminate all the evil cultivators in the world. It's just that these two were unlucky and ran into trouble, which led to the suppression by the Heavenly Dao.

"Send them on their way."

Mr. Jiang didn't look at it again.

On the screen, the two barely clinging to life were dragged off the screen.

Bai Haoran picked up the tablet computer, and Boss Jiang, who seemed to be focused on eating noodles, suddenly slapped his butt when he wasn't paying attention.

Bai Haoran, who usually had a poker face, almost jumped up, then turned to the side to be on guard, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Boss Jiang instantly understood, and winked meaningfully, "You little rascal~"

Who says youthful spirit is something that cannot be regenerated?
Bai Haoran felt a chill, quickly gave the middle finger, and then hastily retreated. (End of Chapter)