Chapter 1086: Chapter 128: The Map Reveals the Dagger, Death Spiral!_2
The seemingly magical ending corresponds to the universality of connection and the spiral developnt’s retrospection.
The force is mutual; Cheng Daqi uses the kinetic energy accelerated by the accelerator, turning around like a high-speed flying bullet with only two possible landing spots.
Why is Niusen so anxious?
Because, like a sudden revelation, he noticed that this landing spot was different from what was initially promised!
The developnt of the facts is that Cheng Daqi’s target is either the Great Commander or the California Clique!
Niusen’s analysis is over. Nanxi doesn’t respond; she sits on the sofa smoking, her mood unpredictable.
“These little newborns should have been killed long ago!”
The Emperor’s Speaker’s fury is nothing more than impotent rage; in terms of brutal and wanton ans, Cheng Daqi is the top.
To accelerate, he even dares to strike down the Empire’s ambassadors abroad.
Know that, even though the California Clique’s mother and niece have nine-tenths of their hearts for themselves, there’s still one-tenth for Arica.
They think Cheng Daqi is like them, but Cheng Daqi doesn’t have even half a thought for Arica!
Floods raging?
That’s good!
What we want are raging floods!
With the Mississippi tidal wave, today I truly know I am !
“The best scenario is that he hopes to force us into higher stakes to help him smoothly take San Rodolfo and secure the marriage alliance with Wolf.
Another possibility is using this incident as a pledge to the Great Commander, escalating localized struggles to unite various factions within the Republican Party.”
The bitterness of the coffee makes Niusen even more calm. The more he thinks about Cheng Daqi’s grand sche, the more he feels a chill.
The forr ans Cheng Daqi would gain massive real-world benefits.
The latter ans Cheng Daqi would gain massive abstract benefits, to be cashed in the future.
Generally speaking, the latter seems like pie in the sky, but Cheng Daqi has the power to call for funds.
Gru, that Shabi, loses sleep every day over LAPD’s troubles, even sending laughable gifts to Niusen, hoping the Governor would lend a hand.
But his big boss doesn’t care about LAPD’s troubles; the dung heap doesn’t offer much profit, while Cheng Daqi aims at the entire Arican Empire!
Economic power can expand and spread into political power, which Cheng Daqi has done before.
What Cheng Daqi is doing now is gaining more economic power through intense involvent in political power’s chess ga.
The intelligent twin engines and pulse relay left Niusen ashen-faced.
“We can’t compromise anymore, Niusen, you must understand, we are ultimately Democratic Party mbers, we can’t cut ourselves off from the party!”
Hearing Aunt’s words made Niusen’s eyes show a sense of hopelessness.
This is the most terrifying part of the gambit, the intensified death spiral.
Raise the stakes, raise the stakes, raise the stakes, until neither side can turn back.
At the mont when Cheng Daqi’s layout is clear and his dagger is shown, it seems the California Clique can only embrace death to rejuvenate—accept the challenge, accompany Cheng Daqi to escalate the situation.
It looks like this is a fierce confrontation against Cheng Daqi’s threat, but in reality, they are still being led by the nose!
Going south then north, south then north, no matter which direction they choose, they are being led by the nose!
“Aunt, once it starts escalating, we are basically bound to lose; as long as they don’t perish, they will certainly take over Arica in the future.”
Niusen tried to remind Aunt of how brutal the situation is.
Bullying the old, not the young; Cheng Daqi and Temir are excessively young, they can afford to lose, but the California Clique doesn’t have the strength to end the war.
The combined logic of inheritance and antagonistic transformation determines Cheng Daqi and Temir’s inevitable victory in the future.
Sitting in Aunt’s mansion, Mr. Governor is so tense he can even hear Cheng Daqi coldly laughing in his ear.
The terrifying young man gently whispers, narrating threats from the Demon.
Niusen, Nanxi, you can win a round, two rounds, three rounds, even four rounds.
But in so future round, I will win and personally crush you or your successor into dust!
In the mystical world, great power belongs to the individual; the ancestor lives forever, the sacred land eternal.
In the real world, great power declines through generational inheritance.
When Niusen threatens Aunt, who helped him rise, based on his status as a political heir, his fate seems determined.
Victory leads to downfall.
“There won’t be escalation, I’m going to see Black Satan now, as long as we Democratic Party mbers can unite, the situation can end here!”
Nanxi said calmly.
The cracks between aunt and niece are healed under enormous external pressure; they will stand together to face the enemy with a terrifying mind.
At this mont, the seventy-year-old woman has an aura of ‘anyone crossing this line will be cut.’
She was twice the ‘Pri Minister’ and Speaker of the Empire; she is the most powerful female politician in the history of the Arican Empire, dominating Arica for decades.
Nanxi doesn’t believe she will be stomped like a stepping stone in her old age!
Little Deng, you’re not worthy!
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Led by a xican, Wang Weiheng walked into Old Li’s mansion.
Old Li’s mansion was actually more lavish than Gru’s estate; he acquired it from a certain wealthy Chinese.
In the sandalwood-decorated study, Wang Weiheng saw Old Li writing.
Li Haiping is the kind of old-tir who retains a touch of old-ti charm. Once he has so money and status, he maddeningly pretends to be cultured, attempting to look sophisticated.
After leaving Wang Weiheng waiting for about ten minutes, Old Li finally set down his pen.
The blonde Eastern European lady beside him quickly brought a copper basin to his side, and after Old Li washed his hands, another ‘maid’ attended to him with a towel.
Wang Weiheng had never encountered such a big shot as Old Li. Now, under Old Li’s deliberately trained pretentious routine, he felt only awe and fear.
Awe of power, fear of losing this opportunity.
“You’re called….. Little Wang, right?” Old Li asked with a smile as he sat in his chair, playing with the teacup.
Clearly, this old-tir was too absorbed in his act, having forgotten Wang Weiheng’s na.
“Yes, Wang Weiheng, you can call Little Wang.”
“Haha, co, help hang up this piece of writing; I’m quite old now, not so nimble.”
Old Li pointed at the best piece he chose from a pile and said.
Wang Weiheng stepped forward two steps, carefully picking up the paper with writing.
On the three-foot square Xuanzhi paper, there was a bold character written.
Kill!
Little Wang’s hands trembled slightly in shock, having amused Old Li.
“Hahaha, we Chinese in Arica are outsiders; racial discrimination here is severe.
If we don’t kill, they don’t know fear. If we don’t kill, they don’t know our strength, so dare to kill.
As long as all the defiant troublemakers are wiped clean, things will be handled easily.
You say, isn’t it, huh?”
This was the logic taught to Old Li by Boss Cheng. Considering Old Li’s age and past, could he not understand the consequences?
Or does he not comprehend Cheng’s intention of using him as a hitman?
He comprehends, but he’s willing.
After decades of dreary stagnation, he’s had enough of living dead inside.
Starting from the slap on Accountant Jia’s head, Old Li’s wild journey can no longer be stopped.
He knows his end might not be great, but now, he gladly accepts it.
This is what it ans to be a man; this is life!
“Yes, you’re right, you’re right.”
Wang Weiheng’s legs began to grow weak; Old Li’s aura was truly overwhelming.
Those gang bosses in movies and TV usually have a ‘patience’ scroll hanging in their office.
How nice, Chinese philosophy, tolerating temporary storms, retreat to reveal vast horizons.
Old Li is different; he wants to hang a ‘kill’ scroll.
Why endure? If all killed, there’s no need to endure, and no one would dare create trouble.
“Hahaha, sit down, Little Wang, you’re the best among your group; I want to give you an opportunity.
Work needs people, reliable people, people who want to accomplish sothing.
I plan to support you in establishing a new Chinese gang, to settle in San Francisco, and help manage so business for . Are you willing to help ?”
At one ti, Old Li’s life changed due to Boss Cheng’s favor.
Boss Cheng lightly plucked the strings of his fate, and he soared to the clouds.
Now, Old Li can also beco another kind of Boss Cheng.
He decides to pluck the strings of Wang Weiheng’s fate, letting this young man, who seems to have so potential, give it a try.
“Brother Li, I’m willing!”
Wang Weiheng raised his head, eyes burning with a fiery desire.
For Wang Weiheng, who was at the bottom of society, he didn’t think his talent was poor, only that he lacked an opportunity, a good opportunity.
In the world, too many people and too few opportunities.
The Dragon Gate is there, but the threshold is so high, without soone lifting him, he couldn’t cross it with his own capability.
Now, an unconventional opportunity is placed before Wang Weiheng.
He decides to give it a try.
Defying fate, today!
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