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Chapter 227

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"Are you really willing to let your son continue playing with that cat?"

Fatso said when he saw Su Bai return from the courtyard. Obviously, Fatso did not understand Su Bai's decision. Of course, subconsciously, Fatso had a good impression of the black cat. Having a big monster guarding the house did give people a sense of security.

Su Bai turned around and saw the little guy playing happily with Lucky in the courtyard. He shook his head, "Fatso, sometimes, animals are more trustworthy than people."

"Why does it sound like you're scolding me?" Fatso muttered and threw a bottle of orange juice to Su Bai, "Oh right, Da Bai, are you really going to the train station?"

"Since I have nothing to do, why not?" Su Bai asked. At the same time, Su Bai felt a little strange. According to Fatso's temperament, he should be the most proactive in this kind of situation. Why was he so restrained this time?

"Fatso, have you changed?"

"No, I just heard some news recently. I don't know how you found out about the train station, but I think you don't know about this." Fatso said as he sat on the sofa, "Those advanced listeners don't dare to go to the train station. You should know about this."

Su Bai nodded.

"However, even though the advanced listeners can't go, they can still work with some of the more experienced listeners. For example, they can lend some of their artifacts to the more experienced listeners, or lend out some of their guardian totems and the like. Then, they can come back and split the profits."

"Did someone look for you?" Su Bai asked.

Fatso shrugged, "No."

"It seems that those advanced listeners are really blind."

"That's right, they have eyes but can't see the golden inlaid jade." Fatso said without blushing.

"Why don't you say that your reputation in the circle of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger is already so common that those advanced listeners don't dare look for you, afraid that you'll cheat them."

"…" Fatso was speechless.

"I've made an appointment with Gongzi Hai, but when the time comes, we can watch from the side first. If there's a chance, we'll attack. If there's no chance, we'll just treat it as a welcoming ceremony for the triumphant return of a hero."

"Then do I have to order a banner and get some little red flags?" Fatso teased.

"Suit yourself." Su Bai rubbed his chin. "But I feel that this time, the probability of those people coming back is very, very small. Otherwise, the undercurrent wouldn't be so intense."

"Isn't that Gongzi Hai able to contact Lychee?" Fatso analyzed. "He's already trying to rope you in. I guess the people who came back this time are really doomed."

Su Bai shook his head. "That's not right. It's only been a few months since we went to Qinhuangdao. At that time, I remember Lychee was still able to contact Gongzi Hai, which means Lychee was doing fine there. Then, the people who came back this time might just be a part of them. They're like the blood corpses, who are in a hurry to come back, but they probably went through the official channel. As for Lychee, it's very likely that she didn't come back from this batch. She might still be at that place. "

"If your assumption is correct." Fatso placed his drink on the coffee table. "Then, Gongzi Hai must have some inside information to rope people in to the train station. Moreover, Lychee isn't the only one who can send messages from that place to contact the listeners here. Therefore, this might mean that the powerhouses who returned are in a very bad situation. Even for the veterans, they are very weak. They might even have died on the way back. "

"It's very likely that's the case. That's why many veterans and other forces swarm over like sharks who smell blood to snatch their inheritance."

Su Bai pursed his lips. "Perhaps, this is what the broadcasting station wants to see."

"What do you mean?" Obviously, Fatso didn't understand.

"Do you remember the blood corpses incident? The blood corpses committed such a huge crime. They killed all the high-level listeners in Shaanxi alone. The broadcasting station pulled them into the story world and crushed them. Then … the broadcasting station chose a group of people to enter the story world. The highest reward in the story world is the blood corpses' inheritance.

The last time I was in that world, I heard the opening words of the radio announcer. The meaning was pretty much the same. The listeners were the vegetables that were widely sown. The unruly or spoiled vegetables were also watered by the radio announcer. That was why the radio announcer wouldn't throw away the spoiled vegetables. Instead, he would turn them into fertilizer to feed the next generation of vegetables.

That train that might come back at any time … "

"It's very likely to be loaded with a train of fertilizer?" Fatty continued, "F * * k, that sounds really awkward. It's like if we were to be well-behaved children and help the radio station do a real-life mission to increase their favorability, the radio station would give us an extra spoonful of feces as a reward."

"Rough words, but the logic is not."

Su Bai looked in the direction of the bedroom and sighed, "It's a pity that the monk and Gyatso can't wake up now. Otherwise, the four of us can form a team and snatch a piece of meat no matter what the situation is."

At the mention of this topic, Fatso fell silent. This was because Fatso knew that he couldn't shirk the responsibility for the monk, Gyatso, and Su Bai's previous danger. If he wasn't certain that the Lamas wouldn't kill him, he didn't resist when he knew he was no match for them. If not, Su Bai and Gyatso wouldn't have suddenly encountered such a great danger.

"Fatso, for now, let's make it a temporary arrangement. You and I, two people. Anyway, the goal is to protect ourselves and then observe. As for the next battle, we'll see how it goes."

"What about Gongzi Hai?"

"You already know the answer, but you still ask," Su Bai said.

"Hehe, it proves that I'm more trustworthy than that ladyboy, right?"

"We're about the same." Su Bai said noncommittally, "If I have to choose between being backstabbed and being backstabbed, I think I'd rather be backstabbed by you. It's more comfortable than letting the benefits be taken away by others."

Fatso stood up, walked to Su Bai's side, and patted Su Bai on the shoulder.

"That's right. I think so too."



"I think this place is far enough," Jie Ling said while driving, "We've reached Huai 'an."

"Forget it. Just give me another ride to Xuzhou, and then I'll take the high-speed train," Liang Sen said while reading the newspaper in his hand.

"Boss, you might as well buy a plane ticket in Shanghai from the beginning. It may be more troublesome to go abroad. After all, a listener at your level is likely to cause panic among listeners in other regions if you rashly go to other countries. But you can go to a city in the Midwest and treat it as a vacation."

"I thought it would be fine to leave Shanghai and reach Nantong, but after crossing the Sutong Bridge and reaching Nantong, I still feel uneasy," Liang Sen said with a frown.

"Nantong and Shanghai are separated by the Yangtze River." Jie Ling said with a smile. He knew how his boss felt, and he knew that his boss was afraid.

In contrast, as a subordinate, he seemed to be very relaxed. Perhaps this was called fortune favors fools?

"It's just a Yangtze River. It's not safe." Liang Sen sighed, "I'm really afraid."

Liang Sen didn't mind showing his fear and cowardice in front of his subordinate. After all, the last time the broadcast deliberately revealed his aura, he was so scared that he curled up at the foot of the table, trembling and crying. At that time, this subordinate of his had been standing by the side and witnessed the whole process.

"We've reached Huai 'an, which is almost half of Jiangsu Province from Shanghai," Jie Ling reminded him.

"It's still not safe. I can't put my safety on the broadcast's integrity. You know, oh no, you don't know that the broadcast has no integrity at all. It can't wait to drag people like me, who are unwilling to improve their strength, deliberately hide and suppress their realm, and are unwilling to comprehend karma, to that place.

Even if I have to be cannon fodder! "

Liang Sen's tone was very heavy and rough, which was obviously out of character. Of course, for a person who was emotionally and mentally tense, it was indeed a normal behavior.

"Actually, it's not bad to be cannon fodder," Jie Ling said.

"That's because you don't understand that kind of fear," Liang Sen reminded him.

"I'd like to give it a try …"

Bam!

Before Jie Ling could finish his words, Liang Sen punched Jie Ling's body. Jie Ling's entire body smashed through the car door and flew out of the car. He smashed through the protective wall on the side of the highway and slid down the slope, leaving a ditch on the highway.

Liang Sen's figure directly appeared in front of Jie Ling. He clenched his fist and pressed it against Jie Ling's chest.

"Do you want to try and see if you can be like me and your boss, scared like a fool when you encounter that feeling of fear?"

Jie Ling shook his head and said very seriously, "Boss, don't be like a fool.

"Boss, you didn't look like a fool. Back then, you really were a fool."

"Sigh …"

Liang Sen did not continue to be angry. Instead, he sighed and sat down next to Jie Ling. "I also think that I'm like this, a big fool."

Jie Ling sat up and slowly plucked the grass off his clothes.

"You are actually one step away from becoming an advanced listener, maybe even half a step. When the time comes, you will understand that feeling."

"I really look forward to it," Jie Ling said with a smile.

"Get up and continue driving. Take me to Xuzhou Railway Station."

"The car door is broken."

"Then we'll hail another car."

"Boss, where are you going from Xuzhou by high-speed rail?" Jie Ling asked.

"To Dandong."

"That's very close to North Korea. It is said that the leader of North Korea is a Son of the Universe, a great man descended from heaven. He should be able to help you block the threat from the radio."

"Hey, I say, are you possessed by Pikachu's younger brother today?"

"Huh? Pikachu's younger brother? What's his name? "

"My skin is itching."

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