Night’s Nomenclature

"Xiao Niu, are you and Zhang Tianzhen ready?" Qingchen asked before leaving: "I mean, about joining Hengshe, remember, once you join, there is no turning back. If you want to quit one day, , people who are discouraged and compromise will not be allowed in the organization during the day.”

Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen looked at each other: "Boss, we are ready."

"Well, let's report to Hengshe tomorrow. I've already sent a message there. Let's start from the basics," Qingchen said, "As for how far you can go, it all depends on you."

Qingchen left in the wind and snow. If he wanted to do business with Zhang Chengze, he had to find Zhang Chengze first.

However, he did not go directly to District 4, but returned to his home in Roselle Building.

He inserted the USB flash drive he brought back from the watch world into the adapter in the room and waited for the data to be uploaded.

A few seconds later, Yi sighed: "Ya'er, the world is so fun..."

Qingchen: "...You're just trying to keep it fresh. Once you get tired of it, it won't be fun anymore."

"That's not true," said Yi. "Over the long years, I have learned how to entertain myself."

The reason why Qingchen came back first was to bring back and upload the data stream of "One in the Outer World" so that "One in the Inner World" could know what happened in the Outer World.

He asked: "I am looking for Zhang Chengze now, can you help me find him?"

After thinking for a while, he said: "Yes, but can you help me meet someone in the outer world..."

Qingchen raised his eyebrows: "I said you will definitely cause trouble, so let's not talk about it!"

"Oh, as for the matter with Zhang Chengze, I can change the conditions. You will pay me 100,000 yuan in the watch world. I am a little short of money there..."

Qingchen's eyes widened: "Why don't you go and grab it!"

…

Zhang Chengze looked at this new world curiously.

A place called the other world by time travelers.

He looked around and found that he was in a dark small room. There were more than ten people crowded in the room, sleeping on the ground in a mess.

This made Zhang Chengze confused for a while: What kind of situation was he in?

He did a lot of homework before coming to the other world, the most important of which were three points.

The first point is that people in this world have a natural hatred for time walkers, and very few organizations can tolerate the existence of time walkers.

Therefore, after arriving in the other world, you must not reveal your identity as a time traveler.

The second point is, don’t provoke the consortium in the outside world. In case of unknown circumstances, keep a distance from the consortium first.

Last but not least, be careful of kidney-cutters. If you go out at night in the Lower Third District of the outside world, you will easily encounter criminals who snatch mechanical limbs and rob organs. If you are accidentally targeted by them, it will be very tragic.

At this moment, what Zhang Chengze cares about most is the first point. He must integrate here first, and then wait for the time walker he hired to rescue him.

Until then, everything will be fine.

Zhang Chengze has a shrewd businessman in his heart. He is different from Confucian businessmen like Hu Dacheng. He started from scratch and worked hard all the way in the 1990s. What he lacks most is the ability to seize opportunities and the ability to endure.

The great businessmen who emerged from that era all had a heroic appearance. They basically traveled in gray areas and had seen all the three religions and nine schools.

Zhang Chengze lay silently on the floor, quietly looking at the people around him: tattoos, mechanical limbs, disheveled hair.

The whole house was as cold as an ice cellar, but even in this season, the house was filled with the smell of sweat and feet.

The tattoos on the backs of these people are all similar, a ghost with a green face and fangs.

Those ghosts were mostly the same. Zhang Chengze looked carefully and found that these tattoos should be based on the same mold. It was purely because the tattoo artist was not good enough, so each tattoo was different...

Then he looked at the mechanical limbs and found that some people's mechanical limbs were rusty and looked as shabby as possible.

Zhang Chengze silently looked at himself. Fortunately, he didn't have any mechanical limbs.

He touched his pocket, and then touched his surroundings. Something surprising happened. There was no mobile phone on or around him!

Before traveling to the other world, he made an arrangement with the hired time traveler, and they would communicate via mobile phone after traveling.

Zhang Chengze finally memorized the other party's mobile phone number, but he didn't have a mobile phone!

What the hell!

At this time, someone not far away lamented: "When will our days of hiding in Tibet come to an end?"

Zhang Chengze was in high spirits, and these words revealed extremely important information.

Make it easier for him to understand his situation.

The people lying on the ground didn't seem to have slept. They were just forced to hide here, and there was nothing to entertain them. They could only lie on the floor and pretend to be dead.

One person replied: "It's all my fault that the boss was blinded by lard. He insisted on going to the Hengshe with several other societies to encircle and suppress the Hengshe. Now it's okay. The boss himself died tragically, and we are also wanted by the Hengshe and are hiding in Tibet."

Someone sneered: "You only dare to say that when the boss is gone. When you said you were going to encircle Hengshe, weren't you the most active? You are thinking about the girls on Hengshe's territory every day!"

Listening to these words, Zhang Chengze suddenly felt something was definitely wrong. This information was a bit different from what those time walkers said.

Didn't it mean that Hengshe has been surrounded and suppressed by all the major societies? Why now, it seems as if Hengshe has destroyed all the major societies...

Moreover, in his current identity, he is still being hunted by people from Hengshe!

This is wrong!

Is Hengshe so powerful?

Even Zhang Chengze, who had seen strong winds and waves, was a little confused now.

In the room, more than ten people complained to each other.

The more Zhang Chengze listened, the more something seemed wrong.

At this time, the club member who spoke first said angrily: "Hengshe bullies people too much. Do you really think he can cover up the sky with one hand?"

Someone laughed and said, "That's right. Isn't it true that the Heng Society in the underground world of City No. 18 covers the sky with one hand? Are all the other societies combined enough for him to fight?"

"Didn't the Fourth Fang of the Qing Family promise to the boss that they would use the Federal Army when we attacked Hengshe? Why didn't we see any trace of the Federal Army in the end?"

"It was used as a gun," someone said. "It is said that after Li Shutong died, all the financial groups wanted to clear out Hengshe, but I heard people in the black market said that Li Shutong might not be dead."

"Fart, that's a space-based weapon. It was shot down from an altitude of 800 kilometers. How could it not kill Li Shutong?"

"It sounds like you know a lot about space-based weapons. This is not what I said. It was a professor from the Physics Department of Qinghe University who said that it is basically impossible to kill a demigod with that thing."

"Professors from Qinghe University shouldn't talk nonsense. No wonder the fourth bedroom of the Qing family stopped in the end. Are they worried that Li Shutong is really still alive...?"

Zhang Chengze was speechless when he heard this.

What those time walkers said was completely opposite to what he knew...

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, forget it if the information you have is biased, this is completely the opposite, it's a bit outrageous.

Until then, he remembered Liu Dezhu's identity and background.

If I hadn't changed my partner before, wouldn't I have to worry now?

Zhang Chengze slowly closed his eyes and tried to remember Liu Dezhu's phone number. He had memorized both numbers just in case.

For a few minutes, it wasn't until he confirmed that he had accurately recalled Liu Dezhu's number that he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now all I have to do is find a mobile phone.

But Zhang Chengze looked around and didn't see a single mobile phone. Don't people in this world use mobile phones?

This is unusual, as if everyone's cell phones have been confiscated.

At this moment, the door of the cramped room was opened from the outside, and four strong men with loaded guns walked into the room with stern expressions. They looked around the room indifferently, as if they were scanning pigs.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and someone stood up in a hurry and asked, "Who are you? Where is Su Xingzhi!"

Outside, a thin old man with a mustache walked into the house with his hands behind his back and a smile: "Su Xingzhi has sold you to me. From today on, you are all my private property."

"Chang Ping?! How dare Su Xingzhi do this!" Someone recognized the skinny old man immediately upon seeing it, and then glared at each other: "Didn't he claim that he was very trustworthy?!"

"Do black market merchants have credibility?" Chang Ping, a thin old man, laughed: "Yeah... Su Xingzhi is indeed an exception and has great credibility. But have you given him the asylum fee you promised him? So many people occupy I am not willing to give him money for this safe house, and he will risk being hunted down by Hengshe. How can I not sell you guys? How will he get his money back?"

Someone murmured: "It turns out that Su Xingzhi took away our mobile phones to prevent us from contacting the outside world and leaking our whereabouts. It turns out that Su Xingzhi had already planned to betray us!"

Zhang Chengze's intestines were filled with regret at this time. He didn't know who Chang Ping was. He only looked at the reactions of others and it was obvious that the other person was not a good person.

But he saw Chang Ping hunched his back, wiped his mustache and said with a smile: "Hurry up and collect their blood samples for matching. Maybe there are buyers waiting to extend their lives. We must give them all before Hengshe finds them. Sell ​​it, otherwise our business will be lost."

Chang Ping looked at them as if admiring each piece of merchandise.

The unpleasant smell of sweat and feet in this room couldn't suppress the other party's excitement.

After Zhang Chengze heard this, he already realized: This is to buy and sell their organs!

He didn't know yet that Chang Ping was the largest organ and bionic organ dealer in the black market in City No. 18, and he made the most shady money.

Zhang Chengze felt despair in his heart. At this moment, he just hoped that he could survive the 168 hours so that he could have the opportunity to seek help from Hu Xiaoniu, Liu Dezhu, and Zhang Tianzhen!

However, Zhang Chengze was thinking about a problem. Organ transplantation is a very complicated matter. If the organs are not matched, it is easy for rejection reactions to occur and lead to organ necrosis.

Therefore, I may not be able to find a matching buyer for my organs at the moment, but maybe I can actually survive this week!

…

Thanks to zado1991 (Douyu ID: zard1991) for becoming the silver ally of this book. By the way, this is my favorite Dota 2 anchor. Boss, let’s score points together when you have time!

Thanks to Akrabi's Notes, Hide to Eat Noodles, Gentleman Rabbit, The Great Demon God, and Mo Luoxing for becoming the new allies of this book. The bosses are generous and their mobile phones always have power!

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