Above Destiny

Chapter 851 Spring Cleaning

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After talking for so long that his saliva had dried up, Ling Shuo suddenly felt dizzy and his blood pressure was about to spike: "Wait, buddy? So you didn't understand a single word I said all this time?!"

But when he looked into those calm eyes that held the unique ignorance of a white deer, his expression twitched twice, and he finally managed to force out a stiff smile.

Don't rush, don't rush, his surname is An.

Just like when An Ran introduced himself, he only needed to say his name; he didn't need any other titles or specific designations.

In this desolate place, there's only one company that dares to openly display this name.

Hunter's Finger Flying Light!

Even though An Ran has specifically emphasized that she has no connection with the An family anymore, you can't just take her words at face value.

This is someone Mr. Ji found!

No sooner had the blond guy left than a white deer appeared and greeted him with a "hello" – it was so damn scary!
While they are indeed a rare and powerful ally, this support carries a somewhat discouraging connotation.

Don't think you can negotiate with me just because you acted like a coward and became the leader. I have people in Huangji too, kid!
It's just that An Ran wasn't wearing gloves when she announced her number; otherwise, let alone Ling Shuo, even the real Dragon Head would be terrified here...

When An Jia goes out to do things, he always follows the orders of the leader and represents the authority of the wilderness.

Although they provide their own weapons, their gloves are given to them by the leader for each mission. They wield the power of life and death recognized by the White Deer!

Just as when An Ning appeared on behalf of the Hermit at Lei Wuye's memorial hall, if there were questions, one must answer them; if there were orders, one must obey them.

If you have any minor complaints about this, it's probably because you think your nine generations of relatives are too numerous.

The law of the wilderness is simply the survival of the fittest, and there's no need to hide it.

Similarly, whether people recognize Ling Shuo's ambition to become the leader is another matter, but first and foremost, he must have a strong fist!
In Tianyuan, rules might still apply, but in Huangji, as long as you're strong, tough, and domineering enough, you can truly become the leader of the dragon without hesitation.

If Ling Shuo already had a 30% chance with Ji Jue's permission, then Xiao An's arrival now undoubtedly raises the probability to 70%!
Ling Shuo's plan was not complicated; it was appropriate and concise—he had thought about it countless times in his dreams.

They want to pacify the internal situation while also dealing with external threats!

First, do a thorough cleaning!

The integration of the seven cities has taken too short a time. Even with the size of Luo Island and Xiangzhou, it will still take time to control the five cities.

Thanks to the previous tradition of dog-like behavior, there are far too many places that harbor filth and filth, and countless scoundrels. What's more, there are other branches of the desolate region that are fueling this unrest.

If Ling Shuo wants to truly control the dark side of the Seven Cities, his most urgent task is to sweep through the entire Seven Cities and clean them up, especially to cut off the hands of the restless guys and other families who have reached in!

If it were anyone else, they might be overwhelmed by the sheer number of issues and not know where to begin. The fact that Ling Shuo was able to produce this list in just one day already demonstrates his capabilities.

Those on the list deserve to die, that's true, but sometimes, you don't have to be in such a hurry to die, or at least not so fast.

Even trash has its uses.

The Wild Gathering was never an elite organization. As an epic anomaly, it was normal for it to be a mixed bag of good and bad.

There are certainly elites, such as the direct organizations and even armies of various families and leaders, but there are countless scoundrels. Even the scum who collect protection money and extort money on the street dare to call themselves the "Wilderness Village".
There's no way around it; there are always dirty and tiring jobs to do. Can the leader really go to Shisong Village to unclog the toilets himself? These eccentric characters from all walks of life, who are not respectable enough to be considered respectable, make up 99% of the population and are the main source of revenue in the desolate village.

Nightclub security, construction waste cleanup, garbage collection, valet parking, counterfeit goods, knock-off products, expired food, illegal taxis and boats, smuggling of fuel and medicine… Once outside of normal order and regulations, the tentacles of desolation are everywhere. Having abandoned the way of life under the sun, the shady ways of living are equally filled with cruel infighting and struggle.

Killing them all in one go might be clean, but it will also cause trouble, and it will be trouble that Ling Shuo absolutely cannot handle. If it leaks out and causes trouble for Mr. Ji, then his promises and guarantees will become worthless.

If the toilet and sink can't hold all the waste, then it means the brand is no good.

Therefore, he cannot kill them, at least not now. Not only can he not kill them, but he should also try his best to win over those he can and expand his own strength until he truly grasps the power and the position of the master, and then slowly purge them from the inside out.

Of course, this means he'll be caught in the middle for a long time, likely pleasing neither side, and if he messes things up, he could be used as a sacrificial lamb.

But what happened?

If it were really easy, why bother doing it yourself?

As long as you follow the rules, Mr. Ji will always give you a way out, so what is there to be afraid of?

"No rush, Mr. An."

Ling Shuo smiled and said, "These minor characters don't need your trouble. Leave them to me."

"Don't we need to kill them?" Xiao An asked, puzzled.

"There's no need to kill them now; they'll still be useful."

Ling Shuo pondered for a moment and slowly said, "If we kill them one by one like this, it won't be long before the others are alerted. If they escape, we don't know how long it will take to find them."

Anyway, as long as we throw out some bait, the bedbugs will gather on their own, waiting for us to come and wipe them all out... Then, it'll be up to you."

"Brother Ji Jue said I don't need to worry about what you do." Xiao An nodded: "You're in charge."

As a result, Ling Shuo straightened his bent back considerably, as if he had become a little more assertive, but he still kept his head down, maintaining his humility.

After consulting with Xiao An about some details again, he nodded and made a phone call.

Five minutes later, a disfigured body was found hanging from a building in the bustling commercial district of downtown Sikkim.

As night fell, crimson raindrops cascaded down, splashing across the ground in ripples of startled cries.

Derial Ladan
The president of Xidao Youai Financial is a renowned entrepreneur whose main businesses include investment, insurance, and banking. He is also a prominent figure in Xidao.

At least that's how it appears on the surface.

As for secretly helping numerous triads launder money, engage in usury, and run businesses on behalf of powerful figures who cannot be brought to the light, that is the real foundation of their livelihood.

Unfortunately, he couldn't save his livelihood because of his fundamental principles.

Who told him not to worship Mr. Ji, the true Buddha, and instead to rely on his seniority, using his meager money to flirt with outsiders?

Before Mr. Ji gave his permission, Ling Shuo would have had to hold his nose and call him "older brother" or "good brother." But now that Mr. Ji has spoken, well then, sorry, just die!

Not only will they die, but they will die a horrific, utterly horrific, and inhuman death!
Less than five minutes after Driar died, his eldest son, who was in charge of banking and investment, was found dismembered and thrown into the sewers; his second son, who was a loan shark, drove drunk into the sea; and even his illegitimate son appeared out of nowhere, furious and monstrous… From top to bottom, no one involved survived.

Prior to this, Ling Shuo had already openly taken over the business left behind by Jin Mao.

After eliminating a group of clueless and brainless fools among those who voluntarily stayed, a new batch of smart people were promoted to positions of power, thus completing the initial merger.

Under Ling Shuo's instructions, the subordinate gangs that had recently ceased their activities launched attacks on all sides.

Stop talking so much and get to work! Just do it!
The first to be disinfected was Xiangzhou. With Minkler's laissez-faire attitude and convenience, the snakes, insects, rats and ants that had been surviving until now received the most thorough sterilization and disinfection.

Either kneel down and worship your elder brother, or I'll tear you apart and flush you down the drain.

Throughout the night, blood flowed like rivers in the shadows, while an eerie calm prevailed on the surface. After killing, looting, and feasting to his heart's content, Ling Shuo, having eliminated a large number of his peers, officially sent out invitations to all the large and small gangs in the seven cities.

After reiterating the rules of Roh Island and Xiangzhou Island and showing the consequences of breaking them, a heartwarming little notice was attached:

Starting today, I don't care whether you pay your dues or not, but mine will be tripled. That's all the polite talk; I hope you won't take advantage of me!

Those who received it were all dumbfounded, their faces turning ashen.

No, are you crazy, Ling?
Do you think you can do whatever you want in the seven cities just because you drove away a blond-haired kid? Do you really think that guy surnamed Ji can support you?

No, you have someone behind you, but don't I have someone behind me too?
Want to eat alone?
Aren't you afraid of overeating?!

The first to make trouble was Ling Shuo's sworn brother, who was already furious.

Ling Shuo's actions have been interpreted by some as Ling Liu's intention: Gray Harbor is no longer playing by the rules, so the pressure on everyone is about to come!

"Xiao Qi, what do you mean?!"

Ling Zan roared into the phone, "What exactly do you want that thing for?"

"Do I need to explain my actions to you?" Ling Shuo retorted expressionlessly. "I gave you food, so you ate it. You didn't even say thank you. Isn't that enough?"

"Thank you?" Ling Zan was so angry he laughed. "I'll just ask you one question: you really don't show any mercy at all? How can you explain this to your godfather?"

Ling Shuo remained indifferent: "If Godfather has something to say, then Godfather should come and say it to me himself. Who do you think you are?"

click -

The call ended. Ling Zan's face was ashen. He looked up at the other people in the office, nearly crushing his phone in his hand.

"Something came up at home, so please excuse me for not being able to entertain you all from now on."

Amidst numerous bewildered or mocking gazes, he rose and left.
"Excuse me."

Five minutes later, Ling Liu, who was far away in Gray Harbor, received a call from Ling Zan.

Even before this, he had been questioned and investigated by various parties, and now he finally found out what his most promising godson was up to.

"The child has grown up and has become independent."

On the phone, Ling Liu sighed and said, "As his godfather, there's nothing I can do..."

He's being immature; we uncles and elders have worked so hard, let's be understanding.

You don't need to give me face.

What Ling Shuo does is none of my business; whether he lives or dies is up to you.

Since there are some ignorant brats who want to stand out and become pillars of society, they should first see how many blows they can withstand!
"Hey, isn't this Brother Zan? Your little brother's really made it big lately, you must have made a fortune, right?"

In the bustling meeting room of the club, a sarcastic voice rang out, making Ling Zan's face grow even more gloomy as he pushed the door open to enter.

"Is this a prelude to a fight?" Ling Zan glanced at him sideways. "It doesn't matter. Before dealing with that little bastard who dared to betray his father for personal gain, killing you first is just a convenient way to go."

"Oh my god, that scared me to death!"

Derento, puffing on a cigar, chuckled: "I don't mind. If Sixth Master wants to fight with our family, he can start with the two of us. Do you really think you're that little brat Ling Shuo?"

Ling Zan's face turned ashen, and his hand was already on the hilt of his knife. Immediately, the people around him rushed to stop him and act as peacemakers.

"It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

"Hey, Derento, what are you doing?"

"I'm not trying to be mean, Ajarn, but why are you arguing with him? He's just a jerk..."

After watching the spectacle, let's say a few words. Everyone here is a representative of various organizations. To be honest, they have no good intentions whatsoever. They are just using Derento to suppress Ling Zan's arrogance so that they can unite against external forces.

The reason we've all gathered here today is to resolve the mess that Ling Shuo caused, isn't it?
Not only influential figures in the Seven Cities, but also representatives from other branches of the Wilderness Town whose businesses had been damaged, came to investigate.

"Tell me, why is a little brat being so hesitant?" A middle-aged man with buck teeth, his mouth full of cigarette stains, waved his hand casually: "Just kill him and be done with it, saves time."

"Master Li is right!" The person opposite applauded: "Since you are so confident, why don't you do it? Everyone here is grateful to you. It's a rare opportunity for you to show your face, so please don't just talk the talk but walk the walk."

"You son of a bitch—" Master Li's face darkened: "I was just making a suggestion, what's wrong? I remember your ship crew knelt down to see that guy surnamed Ji the day before yesterday. You can't stand being dogs anymore, so you're coming back to play the victim with the brothers?"

"I don't care!"

Compared to Master Li's disheveled appearance, the representative of the boatmen's gang grinned: "What difference does it make who we do business with? If Mr. Ji is willing to spare our lives, I'd gladly kneel down and beg for mercy."

"If that kid surnamed 'Ling' hadn't gone too far, things wouldn't have escalated to this point, right?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Zan, making Ling Zan's face even more unpleasant, almost to the point of exasperation.

There was nothing we could do; Ling Shuo's eating habits were truly appalling.

"The ship owner is wrong."

Derento suddenly spoke, causing everyone to pause in their conversation. Gone was his previous frivolous and dissolute demeanor; his expression suddenly turned serious: "Aren't the Ling and Ji people one and the same? Does the Ling person act like a dog and still eat so much behind the Ji person's back?"
It's just pushing out a lousy pawn to do dirty work, what's so surprising about that? It's not that the guy surnamed Ling isn't giving you a way out, it's that Mr. Ji you're talking about who's not giving everyone a way out!

Isn't that why we've all gathered here today?

Why... in your federal parlance, bury your head in the sand?

For a moment, the meeting room fell silent. Everyone appropriately revealed their worries and helplessness, and it was hard to tell how much of it was genuine.

Mr. Ji's iron fist really hurt.

Who here hasn't suffered a major setback?

There's no way around it; this master's style is just too domineering, leaving no room for others to survive.

They say even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, but you've gone so far as to steal even the leftovers? Even if you insist on suppressing them, you should at least leave some food for everyone else, right?

Now we're just watching as Ling Shuo, this mad dog, is released, driving everyone to their doom.

Even if you haven't taken any action yet, who knows if you'll slowly boil the frog in water next?
"So, Mr. Derento is going to stand up for everyone?" Master Li chuckled jokingly, as if teasing, but Derento's expression remained unchanged as he nodded decisively: "Of course!"

The meeting room instantly erupted in commotion, with whispers filling the air. When everyone looked at the two people working together, they all vaguely understood what was going on.

"Now that things have come to this, Ji Jue's perverse actions have already incurred the wrath of the people of the seven cities."

Derento raised his head and said, "If the family business suffers, I, as their agent, also lose face. Now that the Ji family isn't giving us a way to survive, there's no need for us to be polite!"

If things continue like this, it's a small matter if Seven Cities are ruined, but countless people will starve to death because of this guy surnamed Ji. It's not just the family; the Iron Hook District and the Stone Shale Islands will also not stand idly by.

The two people who came with me today are representatives from both sides, here specifically to resolve your issues…

As they spoke, the two people who had remained silent throughout slowly stood up and nodded to the other attendees.

The room was silent for a moment, then burst into applause and cheers.

Seeing that the Kolombo family, who manages the wasteland of Fog Reef, as well as the wasteland of the Shay Islands and the Iron Hook District, had all sent people, the eyes of all the participants lit up.

Originally, everyone was worried about how to deal with Ling Shuo, that mad dog, but now that the three Huangji families have taken the lead, they can't help but feel excited.

If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Everyone else can contribute some damage, and then we can rightfully get a share of the spoils.

As for whether things will get chaotic...

It's better when things get chaotic!

What's the problem with the desolate town being chaotic? It's that we're afraid it won't be chaotic!

"As long as we unite, is there anything we can't do in Seven Cities? We should show Ji Jue the backbone of Huangji!"

Derento slammed his fist on the table and declared decisively, "Everyone, let's take action! First, we'll take down that kid surnamed Ling. We'll let that guy surnamed Ji know that whether or not the Seven Cities are in chaos, it's ultimately up to us!"

"it is good!"

"That's right!"

"He's been through thick and thin, that's what you call tough!"

"You didn't lose face!"

In an instant, voices of response and praise filled the air, the smiles that had just been lost returned to everyone's faces, and everyone's eyes once again saw the future.

Unfortunately, amidst the lively and festive atmosphere, a discordant sound rang out, so jarring.

"Pfft..."

A soft laugh came from outside the door.

No sign.

The entire conference room suddenly fell silent.

The gate crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. In the brief silence, the boy who had suddenly appeared lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly, waving his hands repeatedly in apology.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it."

The young man was someone I had never seen before; he looked as if he hadn't even reached adulthood yet.

The slightly thin boy had a handsome face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

It's as if she's shy; she can't help but blush when speaking in front of so many people.

It's as if someone's child accidentally ran out and started playing around, which is always frustrating, but as adults, we don't really mind.

But rather...

The corridor behind him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
(End of this chapter)