Above Destiny

Chapter 386 The End of the Dream
Rarely, Ji Jue suffered from insomnia.

The high-quality sleep that used to make me fall into a coma as soon as I closed my eyes suddenly disappeared. I had several dreams intermittently throughout the night, all of which were scenes of wild beasts hunting in the animal world.

Wolves, bears, tigers, leopards, anacondas and giant pythons suddenly appeared in front of him, opened their bloody mouths, bit him and refined him in an instant.

The little white rabbit Ji Jue had never seen such a cruel scene and was frightened awake on the spot.

After being frightened awake several times, he simply refused to sleep in anger.

I got up from the hotel bed and turned on the desk lamp.

He found a piece of paper and a pen and started writing the paper he had prepared in his mind all the way - "A Brief Discussion on Six Methods of Dealing with Impurities and Pollution in Blood Sacrifice Weapons during the Spirit Purification Stage"!
Since I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well roll up with others.

At least it keeps others awake!

Besides, these are all stepping stones on my academic path. Which master doesn't have many works?

Before becoming a craftsman, an apprentice only needs to figure out how to beat other apprentices to get a human rights certificate. But after becoming a craftsman, all the craftsmen in the world will be competing together.

Let the world feel the pain!

First, sprinkle two packets of salt on a certain salted fish senior who is still struggling. Hehehehe!

When Ji Jue thought of Ye Chun rolling around and crying on the sofa, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Until seven o'clock, the doorbell rang.

After opening the door, Ji Jue finally couldn't laugh anymore.

Shocked and speechless:

"How did you come?"

Outside the door, there was Ye Chun with a look of resentment on his face.

Overnight, he rushed from Yacheng to Chaocheng and came in front of Ji Jue.

For a moment, Ji Jue couldn't help but feel creepy - Oh no, could it be that after being dragged down by him for so long, Ye Chun has already developed the feeling of being a salted fish?
What is this? The cicada knows before the autumn wind blows?
At this moment, hearing Ji Jue's words, Ye Chun's eyes became even more dangerous.

"Have you forgotten that I am still the general manager's secretary who is taking the blame for someone?"

She raised her hand and expressionlessly took off her glasses, revealing two dark circles that were almost impossible to cover up: "Besides, before a certain general manager ran away and disappeared, he threw all his work to me...

and then?
After being busy day and night for so long, he actually had the nerve to ask me: Ye Chun, why are you here?

Ji Jue, if you still have a bit of humanity, a dog wouldn't bark so loudly, okay! "

"Ah this..."

Ji Jue's sweat instantly flowed down his face. He smiled flatteringly: "No, no, isn't this hard work for you? You came all the way here. It's my fault, my fault!"

"This is Haizhou, not Huangzhou. Chaocheng and Yacheng are only four or five hours away by car. What's so hard about it?"

Ye Chun sat down, glanced at his flattering smile in confusion, and suddenly asked: "Are you okay?"

"Ah, nothing?"

Ji Jue widened his eyes, looking innocent.

So, Ye Chun frowned even more tightly: "Then why do you keep wiping your mouth?"

"...Dry mouth, dry mouth!" Ji Jue raised his hand and pretended to wipe the corner of his mouth with an innocent look on his face. While Ye Chun was not paying attention, he used the excuse of pouring water to hide the thesis that was secretly rolled up on the table.

Then, he heard a chilling voice from behind.

"strangeness……"

Ye Chun stared at his tense back, full of suspicion: "I always feel like something is wrong with you."

"Ok?"

Ji Jue turned back with difficulty, smiling with difficulty: "What's strange about that?"

"I've been sitting here for five minutes... and you didn't even tell me about your glorious experience and great deeds of fighting one against four and winning the championship."

The famous detective Ye Chun raised his mirror, and a cold light flashed on the mirror. He keenly discovered the bright spot: "What are you hiding?"

"No, no!"

Ji Jue smiled awkwardly and changed the subject.

Secretly, sweating profusely.

He quietly manipulated Mercury to stuff the manuscript into the gap of the suitcase, stuffing it a little deeper.

It's broken! I'm too busy being heartless...

If she knew that I was working so hard while I was secretly writing my thesis behind her, I might be fired tomorrow just because my left foot stepped into the tide.
However, Ye Chun's sharp eyes fell on him, scanning him up and down for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Are you planning to attend the award ceremony in this state later?"

"what?"

Ji Jue scratched his head blankly: "Is it not good?"

Ye Chun didn't say anything. He took out his phone, took a picture, and then displayed the screen - messy hair, unshaven beard, a pair of overalls that had never been washed and were covered in mud, and a T-shirt that had been washed so much that it turned white...

"I knew it."

Ye Chun sighed, helpless: "You are the factory director of Coast after all, at least pay attention to your image, right?"

As she spoke, she threw the large box in her hand into his arms.

"I brought it specially for you. Try it."

"What is so mysterious?"

Ji Jue was puzzled. He opened the box and saw a set of formal clothes neatly folded in a dust bag, with custom-made cufflinks and tie clips. In addition to two shirts, there were also four ties and a pair of leather shoes.

With Ji Jue's rough aesthetics and rustic habits, he really hadn't studied the difference between thread count and fabric, but just by holding the pair of leather shoes in his hands and feeling the workmanship, he knew that they were expensive. From shirts to formal suits, the smooth fabrics were sewn very well, and even if Ji Jue touched them with his hands, he couldn't feel the fine differences between the stitches. The workmanship was simply superb.

Moreover, after being folded in the box for so long, there was not a single wrinkle to be found after it was unfolded.

In an instant, a rare sense of guilt emerged from the surprise.

"Thank you, senior!"

Ji Jue picked it up curiously and looked through it: "When did you buy it?"

"Didn't you say last time that you didn't have a formal suit? Anyway, you'll need it sooner or later. I took the data you used to order the protective suit and asked someone to order a set for you."

Ye Chun picked up the tea that his younger brother offered him and waved his hand indifferently: "Unfortunately, the construction period is a bit long, and you were too unlucky. I didn't make it in time for you to pass the craftsman exam. Let's just celebrate your victory.

If you really want to thank me, just give me a few fewer blows at my aunt's place, and that will show that you have a conscience."

"Hey, how can that be possible!"

Ji Jue shook his head decisively and said solemnly: "For me, the most important thing in life is to repay kindness! How could I do such a heartless thing?"

"hehe--"

Ye Chun glanced at his pretended innocent appearance and didn't believe it at all.

Just think of it as listening to a dog barking.
.
Ten minutes later, when Ji Jue changed his clothes and walked out of the suite, he seemed like a completely different person.

When he twisted this and that in front of the mirror, he never imagined that one day he would have such a look of a beast in human clothing, a scoundrel in gentlemanly guise; even he found it novel.

"How is it?" He turned around for advice.

"Hmm, wait a minute..."

Ye Chun held his chin up, pondered for a moment, then took out another tie from the box and threw it to him: "Try this one."

"Wine red? Does it match?"

Ji Jue was puzzled: "Will it be a bit showy?"

"In this kind of occasion, it's normal for people who are accepting awards and giving speeches to be a little bit flamboyant. If young people don't stand out a little, they'll look dull. Do you expect to dress up like an old man one day and attend a cocktail party with champagne in hand?"

Ye Chun waved his hand and urged: "Just follow this, hurry up."

After Ji Jue hurriedly changed his tie, Ye Chun instructed him to change his cufflinks and then remove his tie clip...

He changed and tied his tie three different ways, and had his head held down to comb his messy hair.

"Unfortunately, I didn't bring any hair wax, and it's hard to buy some right now. You can just use the properties of things to fix it yourself."

After working for a long time, Ye Chun finally let go of his hand, looked at Ji Jue's appearance in the mirror, and nodded slowly: "This is almost it."

She sighed softly: "Finally, you look a little bit young now."

After leaving Quancheng for a long time, the hair that had turned pale and mottled due to Jianyuan's torture and force-feeding had gradually returned to black, with only a few strands of gray left.

Before, even though he was handsome and had a calm expression, he always had a kind of coldness and alienation that made strangers stay away from him.

But now when he smiled, he finally felt brighter, with a reassuring peace.

"You've grown up, Ji Jue."

Ye Chun looked at the young man in the mirror and murmured softly.

"Really?" Ji Jue was puzzled and laughed at himself: "It always feels like a dream."

"Of course."

Ye Chun nodded decisively, pulling his face from both sides, rubbing it wantonly and unceremoniously, enjoying the funny look in his reflection with a gentle smile.

It was completely different from the torment or confusion in the past. I gradually opened my eyes from the confused dream...

Hasn't this already been done?

"It's come to this, there's nothing more that can be done."

In the dead silent office, the old man who came to visit sighed softly: "Central City has already reached a conclusion. There is no other choice for my family, Awen."

He looked at Shang Tongwen behind the table and said, "I'm sorry to have to inconvenience you."

"What do you mean by wronging me?"

Shang Tongwen asked indifferently. After not resting for a long time, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and he looked like a beast, ready to bite someone. He squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Uncle, please explain it more clearly!"

"With all the chaos that's happened these days, someone has to be held responsible."

Fourth Uncle shook his head regretfully and advised, "Don't be so stubborn, Ah Wen. This is a joint decision made by all the elders from the Second and Fourth Houses... You guys from the First House have to give an explanation for the chaos that they started, right?"

"Confess? Me?"

Shang Tongwen could no longer control his rage and stood up suddenly: "Who was it that said when he flipped the table that it was either you or me who had to take a step back?! What? Now that Shang Jiu, the son-in-law, is dead and Lu Yingyue's knife is on your necks, you are afraid now? What the hell were you doing before?
From childhood to adulthood, I have never understood why you old guys take all the good things, and leave all the troubles and shit to me? !
Didn't you take the money? Didn't you take the position? Didn't you take the lion's share of the benefits?
Your stupid son went out to pick up rich men and took people to take drugs. He killed the daughter of the deputy director of the Dongcheng Energy Bureau. Who the hell is going to clean up your mess for you?
You have the nerve to tell me that I wronged you, Awen?"

Fourth Uncle opened his mouth to speak, but Shang Tongwen, who was extremely angry, threw the ashtray on the table over and hit him in the face, instantly causing his head to bleed.

The old man was furious and screamed: "Shang Tongwen, you are crazy!"

"Am I the one who is crazy? You are the ones who are crazy!"

Shang Tongwen roared hoarsely: "Damn it, don't forget who made Huisheng develop to its current level. It was me, not you bunch of losers who can only shit on the necks of the younger generation!
For so many years, I gave you money and whatever you asked for, and tried every way to please you, but in the end, I just lost for a while, and you want to use me as a scapegoat? !
Do you think that if you say a few nice words, Lu Yingyue will let you go? Don't dream, she is tolerant now because she is full and wants to keep you bunch of trash to kill slowly later!

Do you think that by selling me and giving up some assets and markets, you can pretend nothing happened and continue to be the boss of your people?

Dream about the sweet dream next door!"

"Stop it, Awen, it's over!"

The bleeding old man's face turned pale, and he stood up and shouted angrily: "Not only in Central City, but also among the saints, they have already reached an agreement! If you continue to do this, we can't protect you..."

Bang!
A dull voice sounded.

Shang Tongwen pulled the trigger without hesitation. The moment the gunshot rang out, the old man opposite the desk fell backwards and landed on the chair.

Blood gushed out from the blood hole on the forehead.

Finally, it was quiet.

"spit!"

Shang Tongwen held the gun in his hand, looked down expressionlessly at the terrified face, and spat without any hesitation.

"Protect me?"

He sneered, "Once I go to court and bear all the evidence, how are you going to protect me? Are you going to protect me so that I can never open my mouth again and die with my eyes open?"

After working diligently all my life, serving as a slave day and night, and offending everyone I could, I was thrown into the toilet like a broken chamber pot...

He had long seen through the true colors of these old guys, and after learning of Shang Jiu's death, he no longer had any hope for them.

Want a ceasefire? Wishful thinking!
At this point, his only way to survive is to fight to the death!
Otherwise, even if you change your name and move far away, you will be found sooner or later, bear more infamy and blame, and die without a burial place.

Who would have thought that the person who wanted him dead the most and wanted him to bear all the sins the most was the Shang family, the one who supported him?

If they want to keep their position and overcome the current difficulties, they have no choice but to tear up the ceasefire agreement and continue the struggle.

Only by making both sides completely irreconcilable and fighting to the death... Only in this way, after seeing the consequences clearly, will those people in Central City, East City and other families who have no choice, stick to themselves!

If it doesn't work... that's even better!

Let’s get on the road together!

At this moment, he kicked his fourth uncle's body off the chair, turned around expressionlessly, walked behind the desk, and put down the gun.

In the corpse's arms, a telephone rang.

But no one responded.

One can imagine how much the person who called hoped that he, the victim, would climb onto the altar himself.

Until now, those guys are still dreaming unrealistic dreams, cherishing the delusion of a comeback, and longing to continue to live in wealth and glory...

But it doesn’t matter, the sweet dream won’t last long.

They should wake up!
"Let's get started."

Shang Tongwen turned on the screen in front of him, and the scene of the distant Haizhou Chaocheng appeared on the screen - several kilometers away from the award ceremony venue of the Wild Sea Rally, the sniper on the rooftop was already ready.

In the zoomed-in sniper scope, the camera passed through layers of buildings and locked onto the figure who was lazily basking in the sun on an open-air seat in a coffee shop outside the venue.

There was a slight click and the bullet was loaded.

The prototype of the ultra-long-range sniper weapon carefully crafted in Echo's laboratory is ready, and the electronic sight faithfully transmits the scene from a long distance to Shang Tongwen.

He picked up the wine glass and waited indifferently.

"There is interference." The suicide soldier at the scene reported.

In the coffee shop, Ye Chun came out with donuts and latte and sat next to Ji Jue. The two of them chatted and said something. Her long hair fluttered in the breeze, blocking the crosshairs.

Shang Tongwen urged coldly: "Don't dawdle, kill them all!"

At that moment, the sound of a trigger being pulled was heard.

It traveled across several kilometers, fell from the sky, and in an instant, pierced through the body of the person in the way, and then sank into Ji Jue's head. Blood gushed out, splashed, spread, and fell on the red carpet.

It's like a flame.

Screams were heard, and the panic and chaos on the scene were transmitted from the screen, perhaps mixed with the sound of all ceasefire agreements being torn up, or even the sound of the dream of peace being shattered, the war was reignited, covering everything.

Unfortunately, none of the expected scenes happened.

No bullet flew out of the gun barrel, as if it had misfired, but there was indeed blood, spreading across the screen like rain, dripping and covering everything.

A sharp knife casually passed between the lenses and cut the throat.

With a strange gurgling sound, blood spurted out from the dead man's throat and landed on the sight, dyeing everything Shang Tongwen saw scarlet.

And in that scarlet color, he finally saw it clearly.

Under the parasol, the young man who was chatting and laughing suddenly turned around, raised his head, smiled slightly in the direction of the camera, his lips opened and closed silently, and he raised the teacup in his hand.

It's like a greeting when you first meet someone.

"Nice to meet you."

Bang!
Instantly, a bone-chilling chill engulfed Shang Tongwen. Without thinking, he propped himself up, knocked over his chair, and staggered back. The moment he reacted, he instinctively rushed to the office door.

There was a clicking sound, but no matter how hard he twisted the handle, it was of no use.

The door is locked.

When he rushed to the window in a panic and tried to open it, he saw that downstairs of the headquarters of Huisheng Technology, a row of dark vehicles drove up on the street and stopped at the gate. The people who came out of the street skillfully blocked all the exits, and the security guards were roughly pushed aside. The leader showed his ID, and no one dared to stop them.

During the questioning, someone raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Shang Tongwen's office. Immediately, the expressionless searchers filed in from downstairs.

Shang Tongwen stepped back as if he had been electrocuted, avoiding the gaze from below.

His face was pale and he was breathing heavily.

Then, I saw that the screen that I had knocked over actually lit up again...

Countless star-like points of light flickered and gathered together, revealing a vague figure, who looked like a lady bending slightly to lift her skirt.

Like the sound of the bell before destruction.

She said, "Isis greets you."

(End of this chapter)