Cyber Daming

"So the person who can be the number one scholar is not only a master of Confucianism in Sequence Seven, but his qualifications in the six arts are unparalleled."

As Yu Kou spoke, he stretched out his right finger and pressed it between his eyebrows, slashing down like a knife.

"Cultivation of brain tissue slices from such people, and then implanted into their own brains, even if they can't perfectly inherit the talent of the No. 1 Scholar, it should be no problem to absorb 30 to 40% of it."

"You can become a teacher by reviewing the past and learning the new. This is what our scholar ancestors said. The 'old' here is not necessarily old knowledge, but also other people's 'old brains'."

Yu Kou's words shocked Li Jun so much that he froze on the spot and muttered to himself for a long time, "Whatever is missing, the most ruthless person is a scholar."

"If they are not ruthless, how can they suppress the Taoist and Buddhist families?"

Yu Kou sneered, then slowly stood up from the futon, put his hands in his sleeves, and paced back and forth on the pulpit.

"If it is really the brain tissue slices of the number one scholar during Emperor Wu's time, I'm afraid the Gu and Wu families are not the only ones who will take action this time."

"Those senior officials in the Chengdu government office who already have official status may not take action, but the officials below them who want to become officials will not let this opportunity pass by."

"I'm afraid the gangsters from the Mo Family Tianzhihui will take the opportunity to show up. This thing can make their weapon spirits a lot smarter."

Yu Kou stopped, his eyes shining brightly, "With more wolves and less meat, it is destined to be a chaotic war. This is a good opportunity to add fuel to the fire!"

Li Jun quietly looked at Yu Kou who was talking to himself, but he knew very well that these words were probably meant for him.

As expected, the next moment Yu Kou turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Li Jun, your chance to make a contribution has come."

Li Jun cupped his fists and said, "My lord, just give me your orders."

"I'm afraid there are not a few forces entering the game this time to seize this opportunity. The situation will be extremely chaotic when the time comes, and the muddy water is just the right place for us to fish in!"

Yu Kou spoke in a high pitched voice, "So this time I want you to take the opportunity to kill Wu Jinfeng, the leader of Tianfu Heavy Industry!"

Li Jun pondered for a moment and thought through the ins and outs of why Yu Kou wanted to kill Wu Jinfeng.

Wu Jinfeng, like Gu Yong, was a disciple of a wealthy family who could not pursue an official career due to limited talents, but he was extremely capable. That's why he was sent out by the clan to take charge of the clan's main pillar industry.

In Taoist slang, this kind of person is also called a lizi.

Although in gangs, the person who can fight the most is generally called a lizi. But everything comes from profit, and career promotion cannot be separated from the support of money.

To be able to become the helmsman of the clan industry, the status of a "lizi" like Wu Jinfeng among the clans cannot be underestimated, even if it is not as good as those academic seeds who stand in front of the stage as face.

If Li Jun can kill Wu Jinfeng on the eve of the recommendation, it will definitely be a huge blow to Tianfu Heavy Industry, and it will even have a big impact on the Wu family's children's entry into officialdom.

Without financial support, what can we offer to those gentlemen?

Wu Jinfeng's death is likely to be the trigger for the Gu and Wu families to break up. By then, Jin Yiwei will naturally be able to reap the benefits.

"If the commander-in-chief gives orders, subordinates will naturally obey them," Li Jun said with a confused look on his face, "It's just that"

Yu Kou half-smiled, "But what?"

Li Jun turned a blind eye to the cold light in his eyes and said calmly: "Although I have been promoted to the eighth level now, most of my martial arts skills are still at the ninth level. If I want to kill Wu Jinfeng, I am afraid that I am not strong enough.

"Be more specific."

"I want to ask you for an eighth-level body technique."

Yu Kou took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth and flicked it with his fingers. The cigarette butt crashed into the lingering mist and hit an unknown monk. A spark of fire flashed away.

"So, you are negotiating terms with me?"

Li Jun's expression remained unchanged, he cupped his fists and said, "I don't dare, I just want to be more sure of completing the task."

Yu Kou stared at Li Jun expressionlessly and remained silent for a long time. Li Jun also kept his clasped fists motionless.

The monastery was quiet for a while, with only the rustling sound of white mist flowing.

Suddenly, Yu Kou grinned and said, "It's okay to negotiate terms. After all, if you get things done this time, the office will naturally be generous with rewards."

"I advanced the reward to you in advance, which is also in line with the regulations."

Li Jun looked excited, "Thank you for your understanding."

"You and I are both colleagues working for Jin Yiwei, so there is no need to be so polite."

Yu Kou paused for a moment, and a trace of doubt appeared on his fat face, "Why do you only want body skills? Are there already other eighth-level martial arts?"

Li Jun cursed the fat fox in his heart, and explained: "Gu Jia made it clear this time that he wanted me to charge for them, so he sold me all the eighth-grade sword skills."

Yu Kou looked stunned and said disdainfully: "Shu Dao Logistics is so damn stingy, do you still need to sell your own people?"

I saw the thumb of his right hand moving back and forth between his fingers, and after a moment he said to himself in the air: "Bring me a copy of the eighth-grade body technique."

This way of making phone calls is pretty damn unique, Li Jun complained in his heart.

However, Li Jun had to admit that the work efficiency of the Second Jinyiwei Division was indeed fast enough. The silence between him and Yu Kou had not lasted long before someone placed a pocket-sized suitcase at the door of the monastery.

Yu Kou flicked his sleeves, and a cold light flew out of his sleeves at an extremely fast speed. He wrapped around the suitcase and pulled it back.

When the cold light retracted into Yu Kou's sleeve, Li Jun saw its appearance clearly.

It was a pocket long sword only as long as a finger, with a hair-thick nerve bundle connected to the end of the sword.

"Flying sword? It's fucking wired?!"

Yu Kou threw the suitcase to Li Jun, "The Eighth Grade Body Technique, Yuanyuan Step. It is taken from the ninety-four lines of the Qian hexagram in the Book of Changes. It is of the same origin as your Bagua Wandering Step. The difficulty of getting started should be Not big."

Li Jun looked at the martial arts injector in the suitcase, his eyes flashing with awe.

With this skill, he can kill people by chasing the wind, and dig out the heart of Feng Bo in Fei Baiju's chest!

Li Jun clearly remembered the Mushui Pao brothers who died tragically in the suburbs of Chengdu Prefecture that day, and some of them even had meals and drinks with him.

This revenge will naturally be avenged.

[The learning of Yuanyuan Step (eighth-grade body method) has been completed and has replaced Bagua Youshen Step (ninth-grade Dzogchen)]

[Leap Abyss Step upgraded to mid-eighth grade 0/100]

[Consumption of 100 mastery points, the Polu Sword is upgraded to the late eighth level (0/100)]

[Consumption of 100 mastery points, the Yuan Yuan Step is upgraded to the late eighth level (0/100)]

[Consumption of 100 mastery points, the golden bell is upgraded to the late eighth level (0/100)]

[2 mastery points remaining]

Yu Kou looked at the slowly disappearing liquid in the injector, and his heart suddenly hurt. This could be exchanged with his money. If Li Jun missed it, his losses would be great.

Yu Kou asked in a deep voice: "Can we kill Wu Jinfeng now?"

The blood all over his body was boiling, and his mood was even more joyful. Li Jun suppressed the smile on his lips, clasped his fists and said, "He will definitely die!"