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Chapter 772 Night Talk
“Old man, it’s best if you don’t pry into the affairs of the young people.” Gao Ming didn’t take it seriously: “We are just following orders.”

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll have no choice but to report everything to Councilor Ci.” Ci Xiang walked towards Gao Ming, each step exuding a sense of oppression, until he finally stopped in front of Gao Ming. He was slightly taller than Li Sansi, and with his head slightly lowered, he slowly whispered in Gao Ming’s ear, “Do you know how many people will die if the restricted area goes out of control? This city will be filled with a sea of ​​corpses!”

"Don't you know perfectly well what we've done?" Gao Ming stood firm. "Then think again, whose orders are we following?"

"You're the one inciting the senators!"

"Then kill me?" Gao Ming walked past the kind-hearted bishop. He had just obtained another very important piece of information: it seemed that each of the Tzu Chi leaders had a "Tzu Chi Bottle," which would break when they died. "It seems that I can't just deal with these pastors with the surname Ci. I should only have one chance to make a move."

Without Ci Nian's surveillance, Gao Ming was far too free, and his plan was being realized step by step.

"Stop!" The kind-looking bishop stared at Gao Ming, and seeing that Gao Ming didn't take his words to heart at all, he reached out and grabbed Gao Ming's shoulder.

Tattoos of various gangs appeared on his wrinkled arms: dragons, tigers, eagles, wolves, mountain ghosts, sea monsters. The benevolent bishop used his five fingers to forcefully prevent Gao Ming from taking the next step.

"If you don't heed my advice, I also know a bit of martial arts." In his youth, the kind bishop had been involved with almost every gang in the city. Many gangs had been wiped out, but he was still alive and well, which showed his considerable strength.

"So you became a bishop by fighting your way up?" Gao Ming didn't take it seriously at first. He used a little of the power of the Blood City Ghost Mark, but he still couldn't break free. "If you have any complaints, go find Councilor Ci. Otherwise, even if you kill me, she will arrange for someone else to do the same thing."

“You’re too young. You don’t understand what you’re doing. You’ll destroy Tzu Chi.” The bishop’s fingers tightened, his voice low, but Gao Ming heard it clearly, as if every word was being sent directly into his ears: “Other neighborhoods are fine, but you’ve violated the forbidden zone of the thirteenth block. You’ve committed a grave offense!”

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Gao Ming spread his hands, looking helpless.

Pulling a newspaper from his sleeve, the bishop shoved it into Gao Ming's arms: "Minutes after the news report about the Black Mountain restricted area in the 13th block getting out of control came out, all sorts of negative news about Tzu Chi began to emerge. Some of these reports even went as far as Councilor Tzu Chi himself, fabricating many terrible things out of thin air. What you did angered the city council! This is their retaliation!"

“Associate Tzu Chi is upright and has nothing to fear. Tzu Chi is wholeheartedly devoted to the light. These rumors will eventually fall apart on their own.” Gao Ming said naively, making three sarcastic remarks in a row. Bishop Cixiang could no longer tolerate it and finally punched Gao Ming in the nose.

However, the fist stopped in front of Gao Ming's eyes and did not fall, because the black gun in Gao Ming's hand was pointed at the bishop's ear.

"Does your Lord know how violent you are?"

"I'm saving you, so you don't get yourself killed on the road!" The kind bishop snorted coldly, withdrew his fist, and left angrily without exchanging any more words with Gao Ming.

"Director Li, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to have such a tense relationship with him?" Jia Youzhi seemed to have been catching up on some movies and TV shows lately, and his tone and demeanor were exactly the standard template for a lackey.

“He’s nice to us because we’re useful. If we’re no longer useful, they’ll immediately change their tune.” Gao Ming put his arm around Jia Youzhi’s shoulder. “Did you hide the footage I asked you to secretly film?”

“They took a lot of photos, which can prove from all aspects that the women in the refugee camp are not Councilor Ci.” “Thank you for your hard work. Go and contact Bai Ehou. I need his help with something.” Gao Ming was very satisfied with Jia Youzhi’s efficiency.

"Okay." The timid and cowardly Jia Youzhi instinctively sensed danger. Without daring to ask any questions, he immediately ran away.

"My three subordinates must be quite extraordinary to have been chosen by Li Sansi." Gao Ming returned to his subordinates' rooms and rested for a while.

Over the next two days, the contaminants that escaped from the restricted area began causing widespread destruction. Tzu Chi Foundation rushed to various neighborhoods to treat the wounded, and its image among ordinary citizens improved. However, as the resistance of the night watchmen in the fourth district weakened and most of the bunkers fell, the pressure on the front lines decreased. Negative reports about Tzu Chi Foundation and its councilors began to surge in the city. The city council held real power in propaganda, and they seemed to have made Tzu Chi Foundation their next target.

Councilor Ci also sensed the danger. On the surface, she had Ci Tong continue to act as a decoy, rescuing victims in the most dangerous front lines of the disaster area, creating the image of someone who didn't care about rumors and was willing to sacrifice everything to preserve her innocence. During this time, she also managed to arrive in person, delivering several speeches under heavy security. It must be said that Councilor Ci was extremely professional in inspiring people and "manipulating the world."

However, in secret, Councilor Ci was a completely different person. He kept urging Gao Ming to go to the Second District to see her, questioning Gao Ming why he went to destroy the restricted area of ​​the Thirteenth District and why he broke the taboo.

On the third day, Gao Ming received a message from Black Crow: the night watchmen had been almost wiped out, and the war between the neighborhoods was coming to an end.

"It's time to get going. The time those night watchmen bought me has far exceeded my expectations."

As the sun slowly sank below the horizon, Gao Ming summoned the five modified dog-men from the restricted area of ​​the pharmaceutical factory, issued them weapons stolen from the black market, and ordered them to set off ahead of time to wait at a certain location.

Then Gao Ming found Li Sansi's mother, who had come back from the dead, draped a black robe over her, and got into the Tzu Chi Foundation's car with her.

After so many days of delay, Gao Ming finally prepared to meet with Councilor Ci.

“If you had gone a couple of days earlier, I might have been able to put in a good word for you. Now you can only pray to the gods.” The benevolent bishop sat in the passenger seat, his face serious. He knew that the current situation was very unfavorable for the Tzu Chi Foundation.

Fortunately, the large number of restricted areas were out of control, which kept the gangs from diverting their attention. Otherwise, the day the night police were destroyed would have been the day the Tzu Chi Foundation was finished. They had taken advantage of the gang warfare to expand their power, violating too many agreements.

Gao Ming ignored the other person and remained silent, seemingly preoccupied with something.

The vehicle slowly drove out of the third block and arrived at the Tzu Chi Church around 8 p.m., the place where Kao Ming-tzu first met Councilor Tzu.

"The councilor has stayed here the whole time, hasn't he gone anywhere else to take refuge?" Gao Ming asked, somewhat surprised.

“This is the safest place.” The benevolent bishop looked meaningfully at the chapel, which was surrounded by a large number of fervent believers.

(End of this chapter)