Chapter 108: You don’t even need to turn the page to deal with the minions.


Chapter 108: You don’t need to turn the page to deal with the minions.

Early morning on March 29th.

Chen Yun and Bai Shi arrived near Runyang Automobile Ferry in Chen Tianyou's van.

Watching several friends get out of the car one after another after saying hello, Chen Yun looked at his father in the driver's seat and said goodbye with a smile.

Although I haven't left Jiangnan Province this time by boat, I won't go back to Runzhou City again. They have already booked a flight back to Shucheng on the 30th. After having fun in Guangling today, they will fly back to Shucheng tomorrow.

Chen Yun and his father looked at each other.

They didn't say anything more to each other.

When he went home after playing with Shiraishi and the others yesterday afternoon, he had already said goodbye to his brother and father once, and there was no need to say goodbye now.

To be precise, this is not a life-or-death farewell, but it's not that pretentious.

After nodding his head.

Chen Yun got out of the car with only one bag of luggage on his back, and walked forward with Bai Shi and others.

The bus ticket is not expensive.

If you are just a pedestrian, it only costs three yuan.

A private car costs about 15 yuan, and cars with more seats and more cargo capacity will have different prices added based on different situations.

In short, spending five yuan to take a boat across the river feels the same as taking a bus.

Along with an empty ferry was filled with cars.

Waiting pedestrians were also allowed to pass.

As soon as I walked out of the waiting area, I could feel the gentle breeze blowing on my face, mixed with moist water vapor and a faint fishy smell. This is the unique smell of the Yangtze River.

Chen Yun and his party boarded the steam ferry along the sloping bridge, and could faintly feel the unique rocking of the boat on the water.

But maybe it's because the river is calm at the moment, or maybe it's because the ferry is full of vehicles and has enough weight. In short, the sway of this steam ferry is not large, it can be said to be almost non-existent.

They moved forward smoothly, walking through the traffic to the area where pedestrians should stay.

The next moment, the car ferry sets sail!

The roar of the motor accompanied by the sound of waves lapping against the side of the boat makes people truly appreciate the feeling of living in harmony with nature.

Standing on the deck, looking into the distance, the field of vision is extremely broad. The vast Yangtze River, water and sky are the same color, and a vast and magnificent artistic conception emerges spontaneously.

Along the way, you can enjoy the different natural landscapes and cultural buildings on both sides of the Taiwan Strait that coexist harmoniously.

On one side are the remains of ancient city walls, ancient pagodas and temples, and on the other side is the outline of the modern city. Between movement and stillness, the past and the present are intertwined, seeming to tell the vicissitudes and vitality of the Yangtze River Basin.

There is no doubt that if it is for tourism purposes, choosing to cross the Yangtze River by boat will be a very correct choice.

The scenery along the way is very nice.

Some people who took the auto ferry for the first time couldn't help but take out their mobile phones to check in and take photos. Among them were Sun Huiwen and Bai Shi who was accompanying her.

Jiang Anping was imitating Chen Yun with his hands in his pockets, but before long, he was pulled aside by Sun Huiwen to take pictures together.

As for Chen Yun, he was standing on the edge of the empty second-floor deck with his hands in his pockets, quietly looking at the Yangtze River that was so close.

At such close range.

Even ordinary people can clearly feel the feeling of water vapor hitting their faces from time to time, and they can deeply feel that the Yangtze River is at their feet.

But for Chen Yun, it's even different.

The 3.5 perception of the transparent world with a radius of one hundred meters does not seem to be large, but in fact this range is already astonishingly large.

Let’s put it this way.

Even if Chen Yun is standing on the ground, he can now easily sense what people on twenty or thirty floors are doing.

Unknowingly, he had reached such an incredible level.

And now he was on the ferry.

Naturally, you can easily see the bottom of the Yangtze River, the river bed formed after many years of erosion, and the fish passing by from time to time.

Always being in this completely different perspective will inevitably cause people's mentality to slowly change.

Thinking.

Chen Yun suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at a deserted corner of Qidu. At this moment, two men were standing there talking quietly.

Some key words in the words of those two people were captured by Chen Yunchang's transparent world perception.

"Qixi City? On the 26th? Two companions disappeared suddenly?"

Hearing these keywords has a strong visual sense.

Chen Yun immediately paid more attention to those two people.

I saw one of them wearing a strict dark coat with a white tie at the collar. It was like the rigor and calmness in the operating room had been brought into this slightly shabby ferry by him.

His hands are as delicate as handicrafts, and his fingers are long and slender.

With his subtle movement habits and slight smell on his body, Chen Yun could tell at a glance that he was probably a surgeon.

The other man opposite him looked like a rugged tough guy. He was wearing a worn-out black vest, and the muscles of his exposed upper arms were tangled, and every inch of his skin seemed to be engraved with the mark of battle.

His hands are particularly eye-catching. Thick calluses cover the palms and knuckles. Although rough and covered with scars, these fists reveal a primitive and wild power, as if they can easily destroy all obstacles in front of them. .

Chen Yun could also tell right away that this was probably a... boxer?

The two people, who seemed to have nothing to do with each other, were currently chatting in a deserted corner of the car ferry.

Surrounded by the unique noise of the ferry, the roar of the engine, the lapping of the river, and the conversations of passengers, they could not penetrate the quiet atmosphere of this uninhabited corner.

Their voices were low and rapid, deliberately kept low to avoid being noticed, and every word conveyed a sense of urgency and crisis.

But they obviously didn't expect that there was no one around, and someone could eavesdrop on their conversation from a distance.

Chen Yun is obviously somewhere far away.

But he clearly heard the conversation between the two people that they thought was secret.

"Boss, after getting the false identity, will we still sell our organs?"

"Sell it, even if you don't have the connections of the fourth child. But let's hide for a while. I don't know what happened to the third and fourth children."

The two of them had reached the edge of the deck, and everyone on the ship was gathered elsewhere. They obviously didn't expect that anyone around them could hear them.

So there was no restraint between words.

Based on a few words and the actions of the two people he met at the beach before, Chen Yun had probably heard about the origins of these two people.

The two guys I met at the beach that day seemed to be in the same group as the two people on the boat, and what such a team did included but was not limited to:
kidnapping homeless people, killing people, emptying their bodies, and selling organs. Dispose of waste…

This is no longer the case.

Rather, they are scum and villains in the absolute sense, and regard human life as nothing.

No wonder those two people had a bloody smell that couldn't be covered up by disinfectant.

What this gang did...

"It's so dirty."

Chen Yun murmured in a calm tone.

When he saw the garbage nearby, his first reaction was naturally to clean it up, and at the same time, he also thoroughly eliminated the weeds and roots. The reddish-brown eyes slowly glowed red.

But the next moment, it slowly extinguished.

After looking at the crowds of people around him, Chen Yun finally chose not to use his heat vision.

His heat vision, unlike Superman's, which can act on a target at a distance and directly generate heat, is still in the form of a laser.

Although this form of expression is cool, it does seem too exaggerated and conspicuous.

Although a true hero kills with his eyes.

But there was no need to use such a conspicuous trick on this busy ferry.

Perhaps in the future, he will ignore the existence of passers-by and release heat vision, fly to the sky and escape from the earth, or use various abilities as he pleases.

But that's later.

Now...

There is really no need, no need to expose yourself for such a little guy.

Before he is sure that he is strong enough and has no shortcomings, he does not want his existence to be known to the state machinery or the world too early.

It can be said that Chen Yungou.

But Chen Yun wanted to say that this was necessary to be cautious and protect oneself. People who are too arrogant and conspicuous will generally not end well.

China has taught us since ancient times to believe in and implement the golden mean.

The core idea of ​​the Golden Mean advocates the pursuit of an unbiased and just-right balance in personal cultivation and social practice.

According to Chen Yun's understanding, of course he should hide his clumsiness as much as possible to ensure safety, but he should never shrink back at critical moments.

Of course.

Although he has said so much, Chen Yun has no intention of letting go of this little monster, nor does he intend to turn the page and wait for the next chapter to solve it.

Although the heat vision dissipated.

But the invisible and intangible killing intent turned into a weapon that could bring intense pain under his control.

Aiming at a certain part of the strong man's body, he stabbed him, causing his whole body to tremble in pain, and his body shook subconsciously.

Then he lay down on the ground shaking.

The body that had been hit by the black fist was useless under such a murderous attack. It was as fragile as an ant and had no power to resist.

Any black punches are empty.

That is to say, Chen Yun didn't go up in person, otherwise he could have punched his head into his stomach.

Even if you don't go up in person, just releasing murderous intent is not something that any human being can resist.

The kind of fear and pain that directly attacks the spirit.

Under Chen Yun's control, the entanglement spread to the strong man's chest.

The intense pain caused the strong man to gradually lose control of his breathing.

He wanted to reach out and grab the air.

But it was of no use even though his face was red and his arms had bulging veins. His relatively powerful strength was useless against the dimension-reducing blow.

The surgeon saw this.

Surprised, I wanted to take a look and diagnose what was wrong with the strong man.

However, Chen Yun's telepathy grabbed his ankle, and he stumbled forward. The ballpoint pen he carried in his jacket pocket was also pulled down by the telepathy.

There was a flash of despair in his eyes.

There was obviously no water on the ground, so why did I suddenly get sprained feet?
Aren’t your pockets zipped? Why does the ballpoint pen fall out?

Thoughts were racing in his mind, but there was nothing he could do about the situation in front of him.

The next moment, his throat hit the upright ballpoint pen, and then it fell on the deck.

After the slurping sound, his feet just fluttered and struggled twice, making a few squeaking sounds, and then stopped moving again.

Blood immediately started flowing slowly along the deck.

Screams suddenly rang out all around, and some passers-by backed away while others stepped forward to watch.

Chen Yun, on the other hand, calmly propped up his chin and leaned on the railing of the second deck, looking calm as if nothing had happened.

No confrontation is needed.

No need for conflict.

The two men are not even qualified to see his face now, and they don't even know why they suddenly met such a result.

Just as simple as breathing.

These two monsters were silently arranged to die in different ways.

They are like toys.

He didn't know anything, but he was being played with and manipulated wantonly.

No matter how you look at the surrounding surveillance.

It can only be judged that the strong man suddenly trembled and fell ill and fell to the ground. The friend next to him wanted to go up and have a look, but accidentally sprained his foot and was pierced through the neck by the ballpoint pen in his pocket.

Everything seemed to have been arranged by Death.

The two seemed to die by coincidence.

But in fact, it was Chen Yun who arranged all this at will.

While killing two people, he didn't even move his feet.

Do it all.

Chen Yun seemed to have done nothing and continued to look at the distant river scenery.

He never even blinked his eyelids.

The passers-by on the boat surrounded him with bursts of exclamations.

The staff also immediately rushed to the medical staff on board for emergency treatment.

Unfortunately, the results of the treatment speak for themselves.

How could there be so many professional rescue medical personnel on a short-distance ferry?

The two of them were basically dead now, and their bodies were almost cold when they reached the other side.

"Fuck."

Bai Shi looked at what was happening on the deck below, cursed secretly, and then covered Sun Huiwen's eyes to prevent her from looking.

Just when Jiang Anping wanted to take a look at what was happening below, he saw that the medical staff had covered the two corpses with a blanket, blocking the surrounding sight and cell phone photography.

As the ferry slowly docked.

The staff quickly pushed the two corpses out to make a final rescue attempt, even if they knew there was a high probability that it would be useless.

Although the entire death process of these two people has sufficient witness and material evidence to prove that they were unlucky enough to kill themselves, the staff would be derelict in their duties if they did not try to save them.

As for the few remaining staff, they hurriedly directed pedestrians to disembark first, followed by cars.

(End of chapter)

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