Although Zhou Tianming is over 60 years old, he can only behave like a good boy in front of this doctor with a somewhat exaggerated appearance.
The main reason is that this man looks very much like a murderer, and Zhou Tianming feels that there is murderous aura about this doctor.
He has killed many, many people!
"Zhou Tianming is 62 years old? Hehehe, you look like you are 80!"
The doctor's laughter was somewhat scary, which also aroused Liuzi's hostility.
"What did you say?"
Liuzi was a little angry, but Zhou Tianming stopped him.
"The doctor was right. I look like I'm 80 now."
Zhou Tianming glanced at the doctor's name tag.
Doctor-Wang Feng
"Doctor Wang, can you take a look at me? Can I still be saved?"
The ugly doctor Wang with the broken leg laughed again:
"I'm good at this. Hehehe, open your mouth first."
Wang Feng took out a stick, which looked like there was something sticky on it. Zhou Tianming and Liuzi even doubted whether it had been cleaned.
But at this time, he could only open his mouth obediently.
“Ah!~”
"Hehehe, this old man has been deeply poisoned by you."
"Poisoned?"
Wang Feng continued to check, and as he did so, he exclaimed in amazement:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there's more than one kind of poison, some are strong and some are slow-acting. Are there so many people who want you to die? What do you do
If you have a mine at home, please give me a red envelope later."
Zhou Tianming was stunned. He looked at the doctor's serious expression and it didn't look like he was joking.
These gangsters who are active in the underworld always have to deal with doctors, and they often give doctors red envelopes.
However, red envelopes are usually given secretly before or after the operation.
The doctor himself was also reluctant.
This was the first time he had seen someone actively asking for a red envelope.
However, Zhou Tianming also heard a hidden meaning in these words, that this doctor could cure his illness.
"Okay, if you don't have enough cash today, I will definitely give it to you tomorrow."
Seeing that he agreed readily, the doctor took out his hand which had been placed in the drawer.
"Seeing that you are so straightforward, forget it, I'll give you some Mengdi, and give me more red envelopes later!"
"ah?"
"What? Take this and drink it. Next is the next one."
The doctor handed Zhou Tianming a bottle of green liquid and was about to send him away.
Zhou Tianming looked at the unknown medicine and hesitated for a moment:
"Doctor, what medicine is this?"
"The Night Watch's powerful medicine, hahahaha!"
The doctor gave a somewhat exaggerated smile, and his big mouth seemed about to split open.
Zhou Tianming held back what he had to say and walked out of the clinic with the medicine.
"Boss, this thing is unreliable, why don't we go back?"
Zhou Tianming shook the potion in his hand and thought of what Xu Le told him before he left.
"Once you've made a choice, you shouldn't hesitate. I have no one I can trust anymore. If I hesitate any longer, I'll really die."
"But… "
After saying that, Zhou Tianming drank the medicine in his hand.
There was no reaction in the first few seconds, but soon his face changed and he hunched over, holding his stomach and throat.
vomit!
A large amount of black liquid came out of Zhou Tianming's mouth, some of which kept jumping, like tadpoles.
These little things are smaller than tadpoles, but Zhou Tianming is sure that they are alive.
Ugh! ~Ugh!
Zhou Tianming's condition almost scared Wu Liu who was standing beside him silly. He supported his boss and said quickly:
"Boss, are you okay? Boss?"
While Zhou Tianming was vomiting, he felt a bloating and pain in his stomach.
"bathroom."
"Oh, okay, I'll take you to the bathroom."
With Zhou Tianming looking like he was about to explode, the two went to the bathroom.
From one of the toilets, Zhou Tianming's vomiting and "puff puff" sounds could be heard from time to time.
This situation continued for a long time.
An hour later, Zhou Tianming, who had changed his pants, walked out of the bathroom with the help of Wu Liu.
His expression was somewhat indifferent, yet also somewhat relaxed, although he was somewhat dehydrated due to the continuous vomiting and diarrhea.
But what he felt now was relaxation, a relaxation he had never felt before.
"Boss, how is it?"
Looking at the boss's expression, Wu Liu was a little worried. Thinking about the boss's actions today, he began to wonder if there was something wrong with Zhou Tianming's brain
“This method is simply magical, no wonder the higher-ups don’t allow us to privately raise sorcerers.
Haha, I originally thought that the difference between a warrior and a warlock was just the difference between physics and magic.
It was not until today that I understood that the concept of a warlock itself is different from that of other supernatural beings.
This world should be divided into ordinary people, extraordinary people, and warlocks."
"Boss, are you okay?"
"Good, better than ever, the best moment in years."
At this moment, Zhou Tianming seemed to have returned to the age when he dared to fight and kill. He raised his body slightly and it really didn't hurt anymore.
"Then Boss, are we going home now?"
"Go home? Of course not. I have to be loyal to the person who entrusted me with the task. Since Mr. Xu Le has spoken, I should naturally do my best.
Ask the following gangs to find a man named Wang Beichuan, who was originally the owner of a sealed pocket watch in the Black Alley.
Have someone retrieve the information of all those named Wang Beichuan, quickly. The faster, the more it will show our sincerity.”
Zhou Tianming thought of Xu Le's previous attitude of only charging 100 yuan, and took a deep breath to subside the gloom and ruthlessness on his face.
“We need to learn.”
"Study? What to study?"
"Learn how to follow the rules of warlock."
…
In the Night Watch branch, the news that Xu Le used the interrogation room to tell people's fortunes quickly spread.
He was sitting in Gan's office at this time, listening to Gan's teachings.
"A warlock should not abuse his power, and this is especially true for a Red Moon Warlock."
"I know Mr. Gan."
"Now that you have shown your divination abilities to others, I believe someone will come to you soon, even someone from the branch."
"So what should I do?"
Xu Le was sincerely asking for advice on this point, because Gan was an experienced warlock who could help Xu Le avoid some detours.
"Set boundaries for yourself, Xu Le."
"boundary?"
“People who are truly self-aware know the limits of their abilities, and they should remain humble when it comes to things beyond their capabilities.
Knowing what I can do, I will do my best; knowing what I cannot do, I will be humble. "
Xu Le thought seriously for a while, and after he felt that he understood some of the meaning, he nodded:
"I understand, teacher."
"Xu Le, you are very smart and should know what you can do and what you can't do.
Don’t be obsessed with money, and don’t be obsessed with power.”
"Teacher, I know."
"Oh, by the way, how many times a day are you going to tell fortunes for people?"
Xu Le almost blurted out 100 times, which means he did it at least 20 times a day.
But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that something is wrong...
"I plan to, um, do divination three times a day."
"Three times? You can already do divination three times now? Your spiritual energy reserves are improving very quickly.
However, it is not a very wise choice for a sorcerer to use up his spiritual energy to tell fortunes for others."
The corners of Xu Le's mouth twitched. His limit was far more than 3 times.
However, he still explained carefully:
"Teacher Gan, you know that I owe a lot of money and I need money now."
"Well, that's true, but don't be too impatient. I won't rush you about money matters."
Xu Le’s biggest creditor is Gan himself, but he can’t explain too much.
You can't just tell Gan that my divination 10 times is just like drizzle, right
"Thank you for your leniency, teacher, but I still want to pay off my debt as soon as possible."
"Is that so? That's fine."
…
After Xu Le walked out of Gan's office, he was immediately cornered by several burly men.
Team 6, this lousy place, actually has two Red Moon Warlocks? This is such a waste of talent.
Everyone knows that Gan is a very rigid person, and it is almost impossible to ask him to tell fortunes. Now that there is a new Red Moon Warlock, why not go over and get close to him
So, people from other teams have started to chat with Xu Le.
"Xiao Xu, would you like some water? I'll pour you some."
"Are you tired from work recently? Are you used to the work schedule of the night watchman?"
"Let's have dinner together tonight? I'll take you there if I know anything? You haven't been there before, right?"
Faced with various invitations and temptations in various languages, Xu Le remained very calm.
The ethereal state is always on and I dare not turn it off.
Now he finally understood what Gan said. As a Red Moon Warlock, he would be exposed to many benefits and temptations.
Many Red Moon Warlocks will sink into endless temptations.
If you can't get out, there will be no way forward.
It was for this reason that Gan took the initiative to use the Moon Ritual to abandon his greed when he was preparing to be promoted to Level 2.
Even someone as indifferent as Gan couldn't control his desires.
The same situation Xu Le is facing now.
There are too many temptations.
However, he was in an ethereal state, so he was still able to maintain his original intention and directly explain his rules to the crowd.
"I know why you're here, but I also have my own rules. I will only tell fortunes for three people a day, and each person can only tell fortunes once a month. My fee for each divination is 100 yuan."
"I'll go first!"
"Get out of the way and let me go first."
“I was the first one to arrive.”
Several grown men were fighting with each other, but in the end Xu Le randomly picked two people he liked and found an interrogation room and walked into them.
Because Zhou Tianming has already been divined today, he only has two places today.
The first person came in and scraped together 93.56 yuan.
Although 100 yuan is not a small amount for the Night Watch, especially the warriors.
But Xu Le really felt that this kind of person was not worthy of spending 100 yuan on divination.
"I really don't have 100, so 93 is better."
Xu Le felt helpless. Was he going to break the rules on the first day
"Please Xu Le."
"Okay, what do you want to ask?" The inexperienced Xu Le finally let go.
"I want to ask how my body is doing. I've been feeling very tired lately, and I'm a little worried that something is wrong with my body."
Xu Le shook his head speechlessly. Shouldn’t he go see a doctor if he is sick
The doctors at the clinic are so awesome, why don’t you go there
"Draw a card."
White Card-Coin
Xu Le felt even more helpless when he took the card handed over by the other party. What a uneventful life! Why are you fortune-telling for such a person
He said expressionlessly:
"In the future, exercise more, buy fewer drinks, drink less beer, and especially don't drink white wine. Drink more boiled water, walk more when you go out, take fewer taxis, don't eat out, eat vegetarian food as much as possible, and eat less meat, especially seafood."
The more Xu Le talked, the more scared this person became:
"Xu Le, Brother Le, I, I, I, what's wrong with me? Tell me what disease I have, and don't scare me, okay?"
Xu Le rubbed his eyebrows, held his chin and said:
“You are not sick, I just see that you are too poor and I am afraid that you will not be able to afford medical treatment if you get sick in the future.
If you live like this, you can save more money and be healthier, isn't that good?"
"Gan, do you know how to tell fortunes?"
After saying this, the man actually wanted to take the 93 yuan in change on the table.
But Xu Le suddenly slapped the table and his eyes narrowed. The other party was not in the same team as him and now came to him for divination, so there was no need for him to be polite to him.
“I am a fortune teller, never a fortune teller.
Besides, it’s not easy to take the money that falls into the hands of a warlock…”
Seeing Xu Le being so strong, the man walked away dejectedly, and Xu Le carefully picked up the 93 yuan on the table.
Although it was a bit scattered, this was his second fortune-telling fee.
"Next."
The guy who came in this time was a relatively honest guy.
He closed the door carefully and sat in front of Xu Le.
"Mr. Xu Le, I want to ask, when can I get a promotion?"
"Let's draw the cards first."
White Card-Coin
It's a coin again, almost no twists and turns or trajectory, two ordinary extraordinary people.
"If nothing unexpected happens, you can get a promotion in 10 years."
Well, a Night Watchman can be automatically promoted to deputy captain after 10 years. Having said that, there is absolutely no problem, provided that no accidents happen, such as dying early.
But the person in front of him was obviously dissatisfied with the result.
"If I work twice as hard every day, how long will it take?"
Xu Le raised his head slightly:
"It will take 20 years."
"20? How long would it take if I worked day and night?"
Xu Le's eyes were already filled with murderous intent:
"If you really do this, you will never get a promotion in your life."
"Ah, why?"
Xu Le narrowed his eyes:
"The curled dog will not die well."
…
It's late at night on the other side of the lighthouse, and the alley is at its craziest.
In the rest area, Zhou Tianming picked up a glass of red wine and sipped it slowly, while Wu Liu stood beside him holding a document.
"How long has it been since I last drank, Liuzi?"
“It’s been almost five years.”
"Five years. Do you know how I've been spending these five years? It's all thanks to them. How's Wang Beichuan's investigation going?"
"Boss, we found 17 files on Wang Beichuan, but we can't confirm which one Mr. Xu Le is looking for.
We can’t even confirm whether these 17 people exist.”
Zhou Tianming nodded. Wu Liu’s efficiency was already very high. There was no way to confirm it, mainly because this way of looking for people was a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"Forget it, we'll go to Area B again tomorrow morning."
"yes."
"Oh, by the way, prepare a red envelope for Dr. Wang. It should be a big one, with 3,000 in it."
"What about the boss... Mr. Xu Le? Doesn't he need a bag?"
“Mr. Xu Le is different from Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang is a vicious jackal who eats meat and gnaws bones.
Mr. Xu Le is a gentleman. He has his own set of principles and will not accept red envelopes. "
“I see.”
"But this is very troublesome. We can't go empty-handed..."
"I heard that Mr. Xu Le has a black cat and he likes it very much." Wu Liu said suddenly.
Zhou Tianming frowned. A black cat?... As a businessman, he hates black cats the most.
“I never thought Mr. Xule’s pets were so unique.
How about this, prepare some good cat food and canned cat food tomorrow and bring it over."
…
The next day, when Xu Legang arrived at the door of the branch, he found Zhou Tianming and Wu Liu already waiting there.
Xu Le thought he was asking for a second divination, so he said:
"Mr. Zhou? I only tell fortunes for people once a month."
"I know, I know. I didn't come here today to seek divination. I just wanted to thank Mr. Xu Le.
Mr. Xu Le gave me very important guidance, which saved me from a dead end. I am sincerely grateful. "
Zhou Tianming's attitude was very serious, and his sincerity also touched Xu Le.
"It's okay. Do one good deed a day and avoid one disaster a month. There's no need for gifts or anything like that."
Seeing Xu Le was about to refuse, Zhou Tianming quickly said:
"No, it's not about money. I just heard that Mr. Xu Le had a cat, so I brought some cat food."
Xu Le was stunned. Cat food should be acceptable, right
Xu Le took the cat food and canned food.
"Mr. Zhou is thoughtful."
Zhou Tianming saw Xu Le accept the gift, then he took out Wang Beichuan's information.
"This is Wang Beichuan's information. There are 17 copies in total. I'm not sure if the person Mr. Xu Le is looking for is in it, but we in Black Alley have done our best."
Xu Le was really shocked this time.
He re-examined Zhou Tianming. He originally thought that Zhou Tianming was just a wealthy businessman with many family disputes.
But now it seems that Zhou Tianming's identity is not simple, as he can mobilize the Black Alley and speak with that tone!
"Is Mr. Zhou from the Black Alley?"
"It's just someone else's money bag, but after all, I've been a money bag for decades, so I can still do something."
After Zhou Tianming said this, Xu Le understood.
The Black Alley is indeed a place dominated by the big sharks in the upper city.
Gu Beichen said that the decoration there was almost exactly the same as that of the Lighthouse Trade Fair, which was a problem in itself. People doing business would rarely do such a similar decoration, as it would ruin the feng shui.
But if it's your own place, it's different.
No matter what, Zhou Tianming had done a big thing for himself and the entire Team Six.
After all, it is a rather troublesome task for people in Area B to investigate the information in Area C.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
"You're welcome, Mr. Xu Le. It's only natural for friends to help each other. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Help among friends
Xu Le nodded slightly. It would be strange to say that a person who has been involved in the underworld for so long didn't have some cunning.
But having such a friend will make it much easier to sell stolen goods in the future... bah, bah, or to ship and receive some needed items in the future.
"Haha, friends should help each other, but this direction? Where is Mr. Zhou going?"
"You are the night watchman's clinic. I'm going to give a red envelope to Doctor Wang. His medical skills are really excellent.
Don't mind, Mr. Xu Le. I know you abide by the rules and don't charge money. I won't do anything reckless and hinder your future."
Zhou Tianming took out a red envelope that looked very solid. The thickness...
Xu Le looked at the thickness of the red envelope, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He turned around and said:
"I'm going to investigate Wang Beichuan's affairs. Goodbye."