Four people entered through the security gate. The one chattering endlessly was a man in a flowery shirt who looked like a tourist.
Aside from him, there was a muscular, dark-skinned man with clear tattoos on his face and body. There was also a petite, short-haired beauty with an elegant temperament.
In addition, there was an extremely young man. He looked to be a few years younger than Yue Zheng.
The four people walked directly into this high-clearance area. They were different from Yue Qi, who was at a loss for what to do. They were also different from the grim and grim group of bodyguards. It was as if they were truly on a luxurious cruise ship used for pleasure.
At least, some of them were like this.
They even ignored the tense atmosphere in the long corridor, the unnatural people and actions, and walked straight over.
The flowery shirt man continued to talk nonstop, saying some specious words. The muscular, dark-skinned man had his head lowered the entire time. The short-haired beauty had a calm expression and didn't look sideways. Only the young man swept a few glances over with some curiosity.
Yue Qi's gaze collided with the young man's for an instant.
The young man clearly didn't feel anything, but Yue Qi was different.
This was because he recognized this person.
In this moment, memories that he once thought had faded suddenly surged up.
Half a year ago, at Aurora Cloud City, at nearly the same time as the news of Yue Zheng's mutation infection was exposed, their family unexpectedly met this young man in the elevator.
Luo Nan!
Being in Xia City, Yue Qi more or less knew a few things about this young man. He still remembered that Luo Nan had a group of people by his side at the time. Yue Qi was the youngest of the group, but he was already the core of the group without a doubt.
Half a year had passed. They were separated by tens of thousands of kilometers. The circumstances were completely different, but this young man was actually like a fish in water in this inharmonious environment!
The flowery shirt man's mouth didn't stop. It looked like he was preaching and teaching, but his words were clearly referring to Luo Nan as one of his kind. He was boasting about himself.
Yue Qi was absent-minded once more. Even he didn't know why he was able to observe in such detail. Or was it just an illusion created by his nervous mind?
But one thing was certain:
The group of ruthless bodyguards in front of them suddenly shrank after a low noise. They lined up against the wall in this corridor with limited horizontal space, trying their best to make space for the four of them.
Even the bodyguard who was holding Xiao Zeng adjusted his posture and turned his back to the wall to show his respect. He also put one arm on Xiao Zeng's throat to prevent him from making a sound.
There was no hesitation in his actions, and there were no gaps in his actions. It was as if everything he did was completely natural.
Seeing this scene, Yue Qi's heart stirred. Perhaps he could ask for help …
Because of the retreat of the group of bodyguards, the "obstructed" area looked a lot more spacious. It even exposed the wheelchair that had been tightly covered before.
Sitting on it was a middle-aged white man who looked about the same age as Yue Qi. His complexion was not very good, and his skin showed an ominous iron red color. His eyelids were half-closed, and his energy was not good. He looked like he was seriously ill.
It seemed like the temporary increase in authority this time was to transport patients?
However, when the four of them walked over as if it was a matter of course, the person in the wheelchair actually forced his eyes open and smiled. He nodded at them as a greeting.
This kind of polite and restrained behavior finally caught the attention of the four.
Among the four of them, the one in the flowery shirt, who had been bragging about needing to "raise their demeanor", turned his head slightly and laughed. "Jeff, you old hyena, did something happen to the charging station again?
"I told you a long time ago that Black Lion can't be trusted. You might as well make up your mind and let the old witch help you.
"If you keep this up, I'm afraid you'll be so rotten that vultures won't even bother to touch you."
At first glance, the man in the flowery shirt and the man in the wheelchair seemed to be on friendly terms, but their feet didn't stop. They didn't look like they wanted to chat at all.
Jeff, who was in the wheelchair, smiled but didn't say anything.
After this interruption, Yue Qi choked back the words of help that were at the tip of his tongue.
Seeing that the best time to ask for help had passed, the four of them passed by Xiao Zeng who was still pressed against the wall in the next moment. The young man, Luo Nan … … patted the shoulder of the bodyguard who was still locking Xiao Zeng.
He didn't stop and just walked over.
The bodyguard subconsciously loosened his grip. Only then did he remember to turn his head to look at Jeff's expression. Jeff just motioned for the surrounding bodyguards to continue pushing him forward.
The group of people returned to their original tight formation. They soon walked past Yue Qi and exited through the security door that he had just entered.
Yue Qi didn't dare to move during this time.
Just like that, the corridor that was suddenly congested also suddenly became quiet. Only Yue Qi and Xiao Zeng, who was holding his shoulder and moaning, were left within the ten meter area. One was standing and the other was lying.
His wristband vibrated once more. It should be a notification of a change in authority. Yue Qi didn't pay attention to the specific content at all. He just faintly heard the man in the flowery shirt praise:
"Hey, he's got that style!"
Yue Qi woke up with a start. He hurried to Xiao Zeng's side and crouched down, "Don't move. Let's check for injuries first."
He couldn't help but look forward as he spoke. The four of them had already pushed open the door to the other side of the corridor, cutting off his line of sight.
The occurrence of an accident would inevitably delay time.
Although Xiao Zeng's injuries weren't serious, finding the service personnel on the cruise ship and taking him to the infirmary took some time. Yue Qi was undoubtedly going to be late by the time he finished arranging things.
By the time Yue Qi arrived at the exhibition hall of Area C12, he was already five minutes late. He explained things to Smith midway, and Smith didn't really care. But Yue Qi still apologized first when they officially met.
He didn't rashly speak of the specifics. Whether it was Luo Nan, whom he knew before, or Jeff, whom he heard in the middle, their identities weren't simple at all. He wouldn't look for trouble for no reason.
The problem was that Yue Qi didn't mention it, but Smith did. Moreover, Smith spoke with an extremely excited tone, "Hey, York. You just missed a true big shot. Old Ells just left."
"Old Ells?"
Yue Qi was still a bit absent-minded, so he answered subconsciously, "Impossible. He's already so old!"
"This is the most inconceivable part. You can't even imagine what I saw!"
Smith had a thick, square face. He looked very serious at first glance, but his expressions were actually rich. Right now he was in an extremely excited mood. His expression was even more exaggerated like an actor in a sitcom:
"Oh my god. If Bai Xinyan didn't greet him and confirm his identity … …"
Smith couldn't even continue his words due to his excessive excitement. He could only repeat over and over, "Unimaginable. Unimaginable. This is definitely a big news!
They're preparing to create a super big piece of news! "
"Bai Xinyan?"
Yue Qi heard a name that seemed familiar, but it didn't stir up too many thoughts. Instead, Smith's behavior made Yue Qi feel that he had the obligation to wake his friend up.
"Hey, calm down a bit. You can basically only see that person in documentaries. Are you sure that's Old Ells, Jeff Ell … … "
The last soft and weak sound of air suddenly froze. Then Yue Qi faced Smith, who was about to retort with wide eyes, and Yue Qi unconsciously repeated … … and again:
"Jeff? Which Jeff? "
"Which other Jeff could it be!?"
"Hyena III?"
"Hey!"
Smith was a bit unhappy. He felt offended.
It was only then that Yue Qi remembered that Smith was a loyal believer of Old Ells.
In the business world, there were a lot of people who succeeded. Many of them could be worshiped by those who came after them, hoping that they could imitate their predecessors' path to success and obtain supreme support from the power of capital.
But among these people who succeeded, not everyone's name had the effect of being totemized. That was to say, hearing this name was like touching wealth itself.
In the history of mankind, after the power of capital obtained the supreme ruling power, there were only a few hundred people like this in the past three to four centuries.
The "Old Ells" that Yue Qi and Smith mentioned was definitely one of them.
This was not only because he and his family were always at the top of the various wealth rankings, but also because of his legendary status.
Old Ells spent the first half of his life in obscurity, or perhaps he lived in a sewer that normal people could not understand. Then, when he was close to eighty years old, he suddenly jumped onto the most glorious and cruel stage.
Before the Third World War, he plundered the wealth of many unstable countries through various dishonorable means, magnified his ill-gotten gains a hundred times through the use of war leverage, and the "reconstruction economics" that had a mixed reputation after the war …
Of course, there were countless assassinations and anti-assassinations, subversion and anti-subversion, death and being killed.
In the past twenty to thirty years, as he faded away from various highly publicized affairs, this person had really become a pure totemic symbol. Correspondingly, there was only one thing left that people in the world paid the most attention to:
Was he still alive?
When would he die?
Under the premise of not caring about the cost, to what extent could human life be extended?
This was Jeff Ells, a super human who was said to have wandered the earth for more than 130 years.
Some people even swore that he was the only person left in the world who had experienced World War II … or a wizard.
Of course, there were even more people who said that the real Jeff Ells had long turned into ashes, and the legend left behind was just a gimmick that the Ells family used to maintain its legendary status.
Yue Qi originally had no interest in this kind of thing — until today, until now.
He could not help but recall everything that had happened in the long corridor, all the information he had received, especially the mockery of the man in the flowery shirt who did not regard himself as an outsider. His mind was making absurd and terrible associations …
Before he could sort out the logical chain of reasoning, or rather, before he could believe it, his body was already covered in a thin layer of cold sweat.
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