Cyber Daming

When the first drop of night rain fell from the sky, Chengdu Mansion, located in the southwest of the Ming Empire, finally began to wake up.

The holographic advertising transmitter placed on top of the skyscraper was turned on almost at the same time.

Brilliant neon lights of various colors spurted out, and a huge figure like a Dharma rose into the sky, supporting the gradually dimming sky.

"Swallow a golden elixir and live forever without a prosthetic body!"

The old Taoist with a gentle smile was holding the latest native body longevity elixir in his hand.

The elegant crane on the Taoist robe keeps wandering around the green peaks, turning into a Tai Chi yin and yang pattern for a moment, repeating itself over and over again.

Qingfeng Yantai Chi - This is the symbol of Qingcheng Group, the largest Taoist oligarch in Chengdu Prefecture.

The figure of the old Taoist was extremely large, suppressing all the holographic projections of other companies under the dust, showing the Taoist spirit.

The only person in this area who can compete with him is Du Shisanniang, the most popular oiran in the Chengdu Jiaofang Division.

Her hair is as long as a waterfall, her shoulders are half exposed, and her expression is charming and intoxicating.

"Yehe's capital is one thousand original and three hundred bionic. The holographic yellow beam dream only requires one hundred Ming Dynasty treasure notes."

Next to the flashing sweet pink promotional slogan, a huge word "play" is projected!

The Sichuan-style slogan is particularly attractive against the backdrop of vivid flesh.

A patrol airship with 'Chongzhen ZTE' printed on it slipped through the gap between the two projected noses.

The heavily armed Tianfu garrison stood in the pod, staring down at the gradually lit street below with scarlet electronic eyes.

Although it was just getting dark at this time, Wushi Bar, located in a prime location on Sinmin Street in Ji'e District, was already overcrowded.

"Chrysanthemums, ancient swords and wine, soaked in coffee into the noisy pavilion."

"The foreigners worshiped the moon of the ancients at the Temple of the Sun, and the Chongzhen era was fascinating."

Hanging on the ceiling is a pair of retro speakers that the boss found somewhere, playing the latest single "Dream Back to Chongzhen" by Shengming Band.

A deep, hoarse male voice echoed in the bar, and the rotating light ball emitted a cloying pink and dazzling blue light.

The smell of engine oil and alcohol in the air is intertwined, teasing the most primitive desires.

Just as the atmosphere was getting heated, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open.

The cold, damp wind blew in, and the guests near the door shuddered, turning their heads to glare at the figure nailed to the door.

The black umbrella was closed, revealing a handsome face with sharp edges.

The man has clean, short hair and is wearing a modified short straight jacket. There is no trace of prosthetic modification on the skin exposed outside the clothes.

As the man turned his eyes and glanced around, a tattoo of a ferocious beast could be vaguely seen on his neck, which was blocked by his collar.

The alien beast looks like a jackal with dragon horns, holding a sword in its mouth, its eyes are like fire, and it looks domineering.

"Damn it, you just blew me up when you started to get excited. Are you looking for death?"

A very drunk man stood up unsteadily and cursed.

Before he could finish speaking, his companion suddenly got angry and pushed him down on the table extremely roughly.

The confused man was about to get angry when his companion's nervous growl came to his ears:

"Didn't you see what was tattooed on that man's neck? How dare you mess with someone like Brother Pao? If you want to die, don't get involved with us!"

The thorns on the neck are the symbol of the "Muddy Waters" lineage among the Ming gangsters in Chengdu Prefecture.

The drunk man trembled when he heard this, and he immediately woke up from the drunkenness. He leaned his face down on the wine table and slowly retracted into his chair like a quail.

The drinkers around him also looked away tacitly, pretending that nothing happened.

The man ignored the incident and walked straight towards a remote booth in the corner of the bar.

In the booth, a fat man with a fat head and big ears was lying on the sofa, holding a paper cigarette that was extremely rare on the market in the corner of his mouth, puffing away contentedly.

"Brother Kou, are you looking for me?"

Hearing the man's voice, the fat man's wrinkled face slowly opened an imperceptible gap, revealing two black eyes.

"Here he comes, sit down quickly."

The fat man sat up with a smile and raised his hand to push a wine bowl on the table that was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

"Jiannan Shaochun, authentic Mingjiu, Li Jun, please try it."

Li Jun picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. Suddenly, a line of fire shot from his throat to his stomach, burning away the chill in his body.

"Good wine," Li Jun wiped his mouth and asked with a smile: "Brother Kou, you came to me, don't you just want to invite me to a drink?"

Yu Kou did not directly answer Li Jun's question. He lowered his head and played with the wine cup with his fat palm, and said to himself:

"Nowadays, our Chengdu bars only know that wine from foreign countries must be drunk in goblets, and they have forgotten that wine from the Ming Empire must be drunk from wine bowls to be authentic."

"What kind of wine should be paired with what kind of bowl, what kind of status should be done."

Yu Kou raised his head and said with a smile: "Do you understand this?"

Li Jun's pupils trembled, but his expression remained as usual, and he nodded: "Understood."

Yu Kou clasped his fingers on the metal tabletop and made a clanging sound, "Since you are a sensible person, why haven't you spread the news to everyone for a month? Have you forgotten who you are?"

What is your identity? I have so many fucking identities.

Li Jun couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

Even if he is a time traveler, he came to the bizarre world of Zuo Wanshou in the Ming Dynasty inexplicably, he is still a fucking kid!

On the surface, he is a member of the Gangster Pao Brother Association, but secretly, he is an informant of the Chengdu Prefecture’s Jinyiwei Second Division!

This start was something Li Jun didn't expect.

Li Jun exhaled and said with a smile: "Sir, you have misunderstood. The reason why I don't spread the news is because Zhao Ding has been very honest recently. Apart from the regular smuggling and selling of contraband, he has not done anything big."

The Zhao Ding Li Jun mentioned was the helmsman and leader of Brother Hunshui Pao in Chengdu Mansion.

"No action?"

Yu Kou sneered, his fingers suddenly closed, and the wine cup in his hand was crushed into pieces with a pop.

"Just ten minutes before you entered the store, a Kabukicho affiliated to the Katsura Tokai Association was attacked. Tan Rukawa, a middle-level cadre and one of the 'Ten Nobles' of the Katsura Tokōkai, was kidnapped. How dare you say this? Doesn’t it have anything to do with you?”

Li Jun felt a chill in his heart and silently scratched his eyebrows with his index finger.

This fat man’s dog nose is really smart!

Yu Kou smiled coldly, "Ruchuantan is one of the successors of the Sword Sacrifice Society. Does Zhao Dingdong want to start a war with those Japanese pirates?"

The term "criminal people" began during the reign of Emperor Longwu Zhu Pingyuan. He issued an order to revoke the laws of the vassal state and brazenly launched a war of expansion.

Against all odds, he set up criminal districts in all defeated countries, classified the people there as criminals, and included them at the bottom of the entire empire's class.

The Sacrificial Sword Society and the Annan Gang are the two largest criminal gangs in Chengdu Prefecture.

"How can Brother Pao have the courage to start a fight?" Li Jun spread his hands and said with a smile, "It's just a son calling daddy after losing the fight."

"Zhao Dou suffered a lot from Liu Chuantan because of the turf war. He has become the laughing stock in the Brother Pao Association. Zhao Ding just asked me to stand up for him."

Li Jun shrugged his shoulders and said: "Sir, you also know that Zhao Ding has no heirs, only a nephew like Zhao Dou. If he doesn't help the prince save some face, what will Zhao Dou do to take over from him?"

"Zhao Ding is really getting better and better as he gets older. How can he interfere in fights in his younger life? But..."

Yu Kou curled his lips in disdain, suddenly his eyes narrowed, and his fat body leaned forward a little.

Li Jun suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression hitting him, his beating heart slowed down by two beats, and his body tensed uncontrollably.

Is this the power of sequence?

"In the future, even if it is such a trivial matter, I don't want to hear it from other people's mouths. Do you understand what I mean?"

Li Jun suppressed the restlessness in his heart, suppressed the ray of murderous intention, and said sincerely: "Don't worry, sir, it won't happen again in the future."

A satisfied smile slowly appeared on Yu Kou's face. He knew that Li Jun was angry, but he didn't care at all.

Who cares about the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy of a tool?

There was silence in the booth. After a while, Li Jun couldn't help but ask the doubts that had been bothering him.

"Sir, since Jin Yiwei wants to take care of Zhao Ding, just find any excuse to take him out. Why bother?"

If you hit a stick, you have to give a date.

Yu Kou, who had just finished beating Li Jun, seemed very patient and explained:

"No matter how clean a city is, there will still be rats in the sewers."

"Brother Pao will kill a Zhao Ding, and immediately Wu Ding and Li Ding will come up to take over. Weeds like this cannot be removed at all. When the spring breeze blows, they will grow again immediately."

Li Jun was a little confused: "If this is the case, then why should I monitor Zhao Ding?"

"You don't need to know these things now."

The light and shadow in the bar swayed, and Yu Kou's fat face was hidden in the shadows, but his eyes embedded in the gap were extremely bright.

"You should keep an eye on Zhao Ding right now. This old man is so anxious that he will jump over the wall."

Yu Kou's tone softened, with a trustworthy sincerity: "After completing this matter, I will apply to Master Baihu to reward you with the things you need to unlock the first gene lock."

"At that time, you will be able to step into the martial arts sequence, leave the untouchable status and join the Jin Yiwei. This is a golden opportunity."

Yu Kou was obviously not proficient in painting cakes. Li Jun had no fluctuation in his heart at all and just agreed stiffly.

"Don't have any worries. No one else knows about you being Jin Yiwei's informant except me. Just go ahead and do it, I'll wait for your good news."

Yu Kou's words were like a cold poisonous snake wrapping around Li Jun's body. His hands on his knees suddenly clenched into fists, and his lowered eyes exuded a bone-chilling chill.

"Then I would like to thank you for your support!"

Yu Kou smiled nonchalantly, waved his hand and said, "Okay, we are all one family, why should we be so polite? Just go about your business."

Li Jun stood up, cupped his fists and cupped his hands, turned around and strode out.

Yu Kou looked at the other person's leaving figure, a slight smile of contempt slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He lay down on the sofa again, raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Immediately, two scantily clad androids came over, one on the left and the other on the right.

As the booth curtain slowly closed, the singing that echoed in the bar became more intense and high-pitched.

"Fate is imprinted along the palm lines, and I will wake up from my dream without drinking tonight. Follow fate into the myth, and return to Chongzhen in my dream!"

Li Jun pushed open the bar door, walked straight into the continuous rain, and strode away.