12dz Chapter 18: Clearing a blacklisted account and instantly getting a top-of-the-line machine!
Chapter 18: Clearing a blacklisted account and instantly getting a top-of-the-line machine!
The afternoon sun was so bright at the entrance to the service hall that it made people dizzy.
Lu Jingchen strode out, clutching the brand-new household registration booklet in his hand.
And there's the temporary ID card that was just issued.
He glanced down at the documents in his hand, his expression perfectly calm.
"Finally, I've cleared my name as an unregistered resident."
He muttered something to himself, knowing exactly what was going on.
In this secular world, it's really hard to get by without proper credentials.
He turned around and went into the brand's flagship mobile phone store next door.
A few minutes later, he came out carrying two unopened boxes of top-of-the-line mobile phones.
I found a quiet corner and opened the packaging.
I inserted the newly issued SIM card into one of the phones.
He casually put the other brand-new phone into his storage ring.
That was prepared for Lu Qingyuan; you can't let your younger sister still be using that old, laggy phone.
He was calculating in his mind:
The communication tools are ready.
Next, it's time to get down to business.
Zhao Tianyu's death is just around the corner.
And then there's the Zhao family behind him; every single debt they owe must be settled.
He put his phone in his pocket and glanced at the street scene.
Taking big strides, I turned and headed towards the old town.
The construction sites on the outskirts of the city were deserted, and even the construction machinery had stopped.
On the cement pillars at the four corners of the city, four talismans left by Lu Jingchen were neatly pasted on.
They looked like four blank sheets of paper, without even a trace of ink.
Wang Jianjun stood with his hands behind his back in the middle of the construction site, his face full of apprehension.
Cigarette butts were scattered all over the ground, and he paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.
Several workers surrounded him, their faces full of doubt.
The leading worker couldn't help but speak up, pointing to the talisman on the pillar.
"Mr. Zhang, do you really think these four sheets of blank paper will work?"
"It looks no different from ordinary printing paper; there isn't even a single talisman drawn on it."
Wang Jianjun glanced at him and retorted irritably.
Whether it works or not, this is all we can do.
"Do you have another way? I hope Master Lu isn't lying to me."
He spoke tough, but he had no confidence at all.
After all, those four sheets of paper were completely blank, which seemed absurd.
He took out his lighter, intending to light a cigarette to calm his nerves.
Suddenly, a worker nearby shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hey? Mr. Zhang! Look! What's that?!"
Wang Jianjun's hand trembled, and the lighter fell directly to the ground.
He suddenly looked up and saw the direction the worker was pointing.
A deep, resonant hum suddenly exploded throughout the entire construction site.
Suddenly, the talisman on the eastern pillar burst forth with a dazzling golden light.
It shot straight into the sky, so bright it was dazzling, even suppressing the sunlight.
Wang Jianjun's eyes widened, and his mouth was so open it could fit an egg.
"This...this is...Oh my god!"
Before he could finish speaking, the talismans in the remaining three directions simultaneously lit up with a dazzling spiritual light.
Four golden beams converged rapidly in mid-air, weaving a huge net of light.
Like an inverted giant bowl, it instantly enveloped the entire construction site.
The surrounding workers were all dumbfounded, speechless.
He muttered to himself, "My God... this is truly divine..."
Just then, a dense squeaking sound suddenly came from all directions.
It was sharp and piercing, like fingernails scraping glass, making one's scalp tingle.
The ground began to tremble slightly.
Thick, impenetrable black gas surged wildly out of the cracks in the ground.
It twisted and tumbled wildly in the air, and countless hideous human faces could be vaguely seen inside.
Like a demon, baring its fangs and claws, exuding a sinister aura.
"A ghost! There's a ghost!"
The worker who had just spoken was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
He was shaking like a leaf, and his face was deathly pale.
The surrounding workers were all terrified, their faces turning deathly pale.
They didn't even dare to breathe, huddled tightly together.
The surging black mist instantly condensed into countless paper figures the size of a palm.
Each of them had a ferocious appearance and protruding fangs, exactly like the one that Lu Jingchen had killed before.
It roared and lunged toward the four talismans, trying to tear them to shreds.
As soon as it hit the light grid, a piercing sizzling sound was heard.
The moment the paper figures touched the spiritual light, they ignited into a blazing blue spiritual fire.
The piercing screams rose and fell, sending chills down one's spine.
The black mist vanished instantly in the raging fire, leaving not even a trace.
In just over ten seconds, all the black mist and paper figures were burned to ashes.
The construction site instantly returned to calm, and even the previous chilly atmosphere vanished without a trace.
The sunlight shone down again, warm and cozy, and all traces of gloom disappeared.
Wang Jianjun stood there, staring at the scene, unable to process what was happening for a long time.
He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat streaming down his forehead, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Master Lu! Brother Lu is indeed a true master!"
"I was so blind to your true worth! I've struck gold!"
He laughed until his face turned red, and the anxiety that had been hanging over him for days finally subsided completely.
The detached luxury villa in the city center is decorated in a lavish and ostentatious manner.
A man with a burly face sat on the leather sofa.
A hideous scar ran down his forehead from his brow bone to his jaw, making him look fierce and menacing.
It was none other than Jiang Long, a notorious gangster boss in the underworld.
Behind him stood a dozen or so henchmen dressed in black, each with their backs ramrod straight.
I didn't dare to breathe; the air pressure in the entire living room was frighteningly low.
Jiang Long's face was gloomy, and his voice sounded like sandpaper grinding against a stone.
"Ahui, how are you?"
"Have you gotten in touch with those two good-for-nothings, Lei Zi and A Bao?"
Standing to the side, Ahui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while frantically pressing the dial button on his phone.
His voice was full of tension and trembling uncontrollably.
"Brother Long, we still can't get in touch with them."
"They always turn off their phones when I call them, and they don't reply to my WeChat messages either. It's like they've vanished into thin air."
Jiang Long slammed his hand on the solid wood coffee table in front of him.
With a loud bang, the glasses on the coffee table jumped up.
"Damn it! Two pieces of trash!"
"I promised Young Master Zhao I'd get him the letter of understanding within a week!"
"It's been almost three days, and there hasn't been a single sound!"
Ah Hui spoke cautiously, afraid of offending him.
"Brother Long, could it be that something happened to those two?"
Before he could finish speaking, one of his underlings standing next to him suddenly sneered.
He looked at Ahui with disdain, as if he were looking at an idiot.
"Brother Hui, aren't you being a bit too cautious?"
"What could possibly happen if the two of them went to deal with some high school sophomore with blond hair?"
"Maybe he was having a great time somewhere and forgot to reply to the message."
Ahui paused for a moment, then nodded, agreeing with what he said.
That's true. What could possibly go wrong with two grown men dealing with a little girl?
He turned to look at Jiang Long and tentatively began to speak.
"Brother Long, how about I go to Lu Qingyuan's place myself?"
"Let's see what's going on with that girl, and while we're at it, let's get the letter of understanding back."
Jiang Long lit a thick cigar and took a deep drag.
He exhaled a large smoke ring, and his face looked even more sinister amidst the swirling smoke.
"Alright."
"Take a few more people with you and get me the letter of understanding as soon as possible."
"Young Master Zhao is pressuring us hard. If we can't get this done soon, we'll all be in trouble."
A sinister glint flashed in Ahui's eyes, and he quickly nodded.
"Don't worry, Brother Long! I've got it covered!"
"Lei Zi and A Bao already found out where that girl lives, I'll just take some men there and ambush her!"
"I promise to bring you back the letter of understanding!"
As he spoke, he turned and waved to his underlings behind him.
He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Grab your weapons! Come with me!"
A large group of people responded in unison and followed Ah Hui outside.
Footsteps were chaotic and menacing as they left the villa.
No one knew what kind of formidable figure they were about to encounter.