There are many crazy people in this world. Most of them live in a non-existent world of their own creation and enjoy themselves. Some extreme ones may hurt others, but most of them are just a little weird.
There is another type of people whose IQ and EQ are normal, or even far higher than the average person. But everyone calls them crazy, because they do things that even an extreme crazy person probably can't do.
And these crazy people often have the power to change the world or change people's hearts.
The Arab in front of Zheng Yubai was the most famous madman of this century. He also had a nickname, the King of Terror. Under his leadership, the United States was caught in a protracted war against terror, and even the whole world trembled for it, feeling lingering fears about the attack he directed.
Terrorist organizations under his banner have spread all over the world, guided by extreme nationalism and opposing Western countries. In order to capture the spiritual leader of the terrorists, the United States offered a reward of $100 million for his head, a price that even exceeded that of the famous Asian dictator who had been hanged.
There were many news reports saying that the King of Terror was dead, or that he was hiding in a cave somewhere in Asia, never seeing the sun all year round. In order to avoid being hunted by the Americans, he even shaved off his proud beard. However, seeing is believing. The current scene made Zheng Yubai deeply understand that those news media were all liars. Not only did the King of Terror not die, suffer in the cave, and shave his beard, he even lived a much better life than ordinary people.
Seeing the King of Terror, Zheng Yubai didn't want to rest anymore. He stood at the door and watched the King of Terror communicating with the old man.
"Dear Marcus, you have to know that your era is over. Your way of doing things doesn't work now." The King of Terror spoke fluent English and had an arrogant and domineering manner.
The old man called Marcus had dark skin, which looked like the result of years of outdoor activities. He had no respect for the King of Terror who dominated the world, and said with disdain: "No matter how the world changes, people are always afraid of death. Kill their own kind in front of them and let them taste the terror before death. No one will dare to disobey your orders."
Although he was very old, he spoke viciously and with a murderous aura. Zheng Yubai had felt this kind of murderous aura from the two old men, One-armed and White-browed, in the Jinghai D-level security apartment. They were veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, but who was this old man
Dominic walked over with a smile: "Are you two discussing how to carry out the national revolution again?"
The King of Terror and Marcus glanced at Dominic and ignored him, continuing their conversation. Dominic seemed to be used to this kind of treatment, and just smiled and stood aside, listening to a few words before quietly retreating.
The King of Terror simply treated Dominic as air and he strongly disagreed with Marcus's point of view.
"How can massacres and intimidation alone create fear in them? This is a rotten world, and everyone is a sinner at heart. No matter what kind of gods they believe in, they are all hypocrites and blasphemers. Whether it is the capitalist state terrorists in the West or the ignorant and backward nations in the East, they are all sinners who have abandoned God. Only by completely destroying this world can we gain a new life."
He spoke eloquently, with a crazy passion as if he was facing hundreds of millions of listeners.
Seventy years ago, Hitler brought humanity to the brink of destruction with this expression and a passion to save all mankind.
Today's King of Terror is as crazy as Hitler. He has his own ideals, but he is incompatible with the world, so he chooses to fight the world with his own strength. Such a person is naturally a madman to the world, but what about his self
Countless thoughts flashed through Zheng Yubai's mind. He found that since he met Hannibal, his thoughts became more philosophical and he was always thinking about metaphysical things.
"You are crazier than me. If everyone is killed, what will be left for you?" Marcus obviously didn't care about the King of Terror's words.
"When this world is destroyed, I will become God's messenger and create a new world under God's guidance!" said the King of Terror with great dignity.
"What a lunatic." Marcus said angrily, waved his hand and turned away.
Without his audience, the King of Terror felt a little lost. He looked around and happened to see Zheng Yubai.
"Young man, are you new here?" Seeing Zheng Yubai, the King of Terror actually smiled very kindly, which was very different from the image he had in people's minds.
Since he was seen by the other party, Zheng Yubai couldn't just close the door and hide. He gritted his teeth and came to the King of Terror, forced a smile and said, "Hello."
"I'm fine. The whole world thinks I'm not good, but actually I'm fine." The King of Terror probably rarely saw new faces, so he gave Zheng Yubai a hug very enthusiastically. His big beard rubbed against Zheng Yubai's face, which was a little itchy.
"My dear friend, why did you come here?" The King of Terror asked after a warm hug. Looking at his dignified face that was very approachable, it was hard to imagine that he was the source of terror in this world.
"I'm just staying here temporarily." Zheng Yubai scratched his head. The troubles he had caused were nothing compared to the troubles caused by the person in front of him.
"What a pity! I thought I would finally have a new neighbor. Marcus is old and his brain is rusty." The King of Terror shook his head and evaluated the old man.
"Who is he?" Zheng Yubai knew the origin of the King of Terror very well, but why did the old man come to live in the super-safe apartment
"Don't you know him? Oh, at your age, you have certainly never heard of the name of the South Asian killer." The King of Terror smiled and said, "Before me, Marcus the Jungle Tiger was the number one butcher that everyone was afraid of."
"Could it be that Marcus..." Zheng Yubai thought of a person. During the ten years of jungle guerrilla warfare, the army he led massacred a million innocent people. His comrades have been sentenced by the International Court of Justice, either to death or life imprisonment. Only this culprit escaped without a trace and disappeared from people's sight. Some people said that he had been killed in the power struggle, but he was hiding here.
This place is really a top-notch place for hiding filth and dirt... Zheng Yubai compared the "deeds" of the two terrifying guys and felt that they were equally good.
"Of course it's him. He used to be my idol." The King of Terror laughed, but then pointed to his head and said, "Unfortunately, his head is broken. He is no longer the hero he used to be. Don't pay attention to him."
Zheng Yubai thought to himself, you are all crazy, it’s safer to stay away from you.
"Young man, I think you are a very promising young man. Would you like to listen to my plan to save the world?" The King of Terror suddenly said.
Zheng Yubai was startled. Seeing that the King of Terror didn't seem to be joking, he thought that if someone else said this, they would definitely be locked up as a mental patient. However, since the King of Terror said this, I'm afraid he has some earth-shattering conspiracy. It's better for him not to get involved in such things.
Dominic's timely appearance saved Zheng Yubai, who was in an awkward situation and didn't know how to refuse the passionate King of Terror.
"Yubai, the boss is looking for you." Dominic looked a little surprised when he saw Zheng Yubai and the King of Terror chatting.
"Sir, I'll excuse myself for a moment. I'll listen to your plan when I have time." Zheng Yubai took advantage of the situation and slipped away.
In Xu Heixing's room, Dominic followed Zheng Yubai in and smiled at him, "He has a problem with his brain. Don't pay attention to his nonsense."
Zheng Yubai said hurriedly: "I just took it as crazy talk."
"That's good." Dominic smiled meaningfully. There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of Xu Heixing's right-hand man. Zheng Yubai saw it and secretly became wary.
"We will go back to Jinghai tomorrow." Xu Heixing came out from the inner room, and his first words surprised Zheng Yubai.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Wang Feng still needs a few days of rest." Zheng Yubai said hurriedly.
"Don't wait for him. Something has happened in Jinghai." Xu Heixing said coldly, "While we were away for a few days, the people from Yipintang have returned to Jinghai to open a branch and are showing off their tricks again. If I don't go back to take charge of the situation, I'm afraid they will make things chaotic."
Xu Heixing said that, but Zheng Yubai knew that he had already regarded Li Zongwei's Yipintang as a more threatening enemy than the Skull and Bones Society. Didn't someone say that a solid fortress is most easily breached from the inside? Faced with the threat of being stabbed in the back by his own people, even a tyrant-level figure like Xu Heixing couldn't help but lose his composure.
"What about Wang Feng?"
"Stay here and go back when you have recovered." Xu Heixing made a firm decision, "Dominic, arrange a private plane immediately and keep all actions confidential. As for the matter of Killer 26, we must deal with it as soon as possible. I don't want to see them again after returning to Jinghai."
Seeing the murderous coldness in Xu Heixing's eyes, Zheng Yubai knew that Killer 26 had hit a hard iron plate this time. If they angered a gangster like Xu Heixing, their names would soon be buried in the dust of history.
"Have a good rest tonight and come back to Jinghai with me tomorrow. You did a good job this time. I will use you more after you return." Xu Heixing promised when he saw that Zheng Yubai was in a bad mood.
Zheng Yubai said thank you indifferently. Only one thought came to his mind. After returning to Jinghai, it was time for him to consider quitting Yandaotang. Why is there such fighting and killing? Is it money, power, honor, or the ambition and greed in the deepest part of people's hearts
Zheng Yubai is not greedy for money, power, or honor. He does not expect to possess anything that does not belong to him. He only hopes to have a stable life, sweet love, and live a life like an ordinary person. Although Xu Jin once said that only by reaching a higher position and having more power can he help more people. But things did not go as he wished, and now the development of things has far exceeded his imagination.
I am not helping people, I am fighting for the ambitions of a few people. Zheng Yubai walked out of Xu Heixing's room, thinking only of this thought. Suddenly he felt very tired, because he could not find the goal of his struggle. In the final analysis, Zheng Yubai was still a person with a little persistence in his heart, and he was unwilling to be a loyal pioneer for Xu Heixing's ambition.
The clock pointed to midnight, but Zheng Yubai still couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't that he didn't feel tired, but his mind was too confused. He looked at the gorgeous crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the room, but felt that behind the luxury was the endless greed of human beings.
Perhaps what Hannibal said is right. As long as humans exist, fighting is inevitable. People now fight for money and power, and primitive people in the past fought for food and women. Even if there is nothing, perhaps humans will kill each other. This is human nature.
Unable to fall asleep, Zheng Yubai got up, opened the door, and went to the hall outside. It was more spacious here, which made his thoughts more open.
Just as he was about to sit on the sofa in the corner of the hall, Zheng Yubai saw that someone was already there. He looked closely and saw that it was the King of Terror he had talked to before. The spiritual leader of the terrorists who made the world tremble was kneeling on the ground in front of the sofa with a serious face, muttering something.
Zheng Yubai guessed that this was probably their religious ceremony, so he didn't interrupt. After a while, the King of Terror stopped, opened his eyes, stood up, and saw that the small blanket that he had just put under his knees was put away, and then he found Zheng Yubai beside him.
"Dear young man, do you want to pray to God too? It's late at night, the quietest time in the world. You can plead with God, and he will surely hear you." Seeing Zheng Yubai, the King of Terror immediately said enthusiastically.
"I just have insomnia." Zheng Yubai smiled. He walked to the side of the King of Terror and sat down on the sofa. He buried his whole body in the large and soft sofa and felt the fullness brought by the luxurious material.
The King of Terror also sat down. His tone was low and pious: "You can't sleep because there is no light of God in your heart. As long as you believe in the true God, you will be saved."
"I don't believe in God." Zheng Yubai shook his head and rejected the King of Terror's preaching.
"That's a pity." The King of Terror did not treat dissidents as harshly as rumored. He just felt sorry. "People without faith are destined to be troubled and helpless. Sooner or later you will discover the existence of God. He is the only holy light that guides our lives."
"Is it God who is guiding you in your holy war?" Zheng Yubai chose his words carefully and did not use the word "terrorism" to describe what the King of Terror did as the outside news media said.
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"Of course." The King of Terror was a little proud, "I am God's messenger, and all my actions are carried out under God's guidance."
Zheng Yubai smiled and said, "Justice, how many crimes have been committed in your name..."
The King of Terror was a very smart guy. Of course, he immediately heard the sarcasm in Zheng Yu's words. He said unhappily, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe in my piety, but don't insult my faith."
Zheng Yubai asked, "Is there any difference between your faith and my boss's? One believes in God, the other believes in power, so anyone who is not good for you must be eradicated. Is this a requirement of faith, or is it your own greed?"
The King of Terror said coldly: "I will not talk to a pagan like you who cannot understand God." He stood up angrily, muttering to himself and walked back to the room.
When Zheng Yubai heard what he said, he meant that if he was outside, he would definitely send someone to kill Zheng Yubai.
With a smile, Zheng Yubai stood up and went back to his room. The so-called people who waged a holy war for God actually only believed in themselves. In a trance, Zheng Yubai seemed to have found a way to know himself, but he would rather close this way. Hannibal was right, the process of knowing oneself is a process of destruction. This dangerous philosophical thing should be thrown behind your mind from now on.
The next morning, at four o'clock in the morning, Dominic had arranged a car to take Xu Hexing and Zheng Yubai to London's Heathrow Airport, where he had prepared a private jet to fly back to Jinghai.
The guards along the way of the super-safe apartment were much more professional. Dominic set up 25 monitoring points along the way, and people from the safe apartment monitored the surrounding road conditions and abnormal situations. If there were any problems, the route would be adjusted at any time. In addition to the two cars leading the way, there were also six cars on both sides and behind the car that Xu Hexing and Zheng Yubai were riding in. It is conservatively estimated that at least one hundred experienced bodyguards were dispatched.
"This is a specially customized Mercedes-Benz 600 bulletproof car, weighing four tons, and can withstand attacks from anti-tank rocket launchers. There are only three in the world. The other two are used by the President of the United States and the Queen of England." Dominic explained to Zheng Yubai on the way to the airport. He knew that Zheng Yubai was the manager of Jinghai D-class apartment, so this could be regarded as a senior giving a lecture to a junior.
"In the five years since the super-secure apartment in London opened, we have only received six guests in total, but these six guests have brought us a revenue of 2.5 billion US dollars. So the number of guests is not important, but the quality of the guests is what matters." Dominic spoke proudly about his management philosophy.
Zheng Yubai had already made up his mind to quit his job at the safe apartment and sever his ties with Yandaotang after returning to Jinghai. He wanted to settle the feud with the Skull and Bones Society by himself, and then go to Yu Luo's computer company to do sales or odd jobs and live an ordinary life. So he didn't take Dominic's talk to heart, but just nodded and responded casually.
Dominic was indeed experienced and efficient. Under his arrangement, the car arrived at Heathrow Airport safely. Xu Hexing and Zheng Yubai quietly entered the airport through the super VIP channel and arrived at the apron.
There was a small plane parked on the tarmac, with only five crew members, plus five bodyguards, for a total of twelve passengers. After arranging everything, Dominic and Xu Heixing waved goodbye.
As soon as he boarded the plane and entered the cabin, Zheng Yubai looked back at the sparse lights in the distance in London at night and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He never expected that the trip to London would become a journey to cleanse his soul. Meeting the two legendary figures, Hannibal and the King of Terror, solved a knot in his heart.
Perhaps, this is a turning point in my life, Zheng Yubai thought to himself as he boarded the plane.
The plane quickly roared into the air and flew towards Jinghai, taking away Zheng Yubai and the mental storm he had experienced in London.
The journey was uneventful and the plane landed safely at Jinghai International Airport.
Zheng Yubai was stunned when he got off the plane. There were already dozens of people waiting on the tarmac, all of them men and women wearing black suits and sunglasses.
As soon as they saw Xu Heixing walk out of the plane, they all said in unison: "Boss!"
Half an hour later, the group had gathered in the conference room of the Jinghai Palace Hotel. Xu Heixing sat at the head with a serious look on his face. Zheng Yubai, as Xu Heixing's nominal assistant, was also able to attend the meeting with the big brothers of the Black Star Company in various parts of Asia.
"Boss, Lee Chong Wei's gangs in South Asia popped up overnight. There are hundreds of them. It's obvious that they have been secretly accumulating strength for many years." Blackie, the big brother of the South Asian branch of Black Star Company, said angrily.
"Not only in South Asia, many countries in Southeast Asia have also seen branches of Yipintang. The boss was attacked in London, and they just happened to show up at this time. Only a devil would believe that there is no connection between them." The big brother of the Southeast Asian branch next to the black man slammed the table and cursed.
"Brother Diaojiao, you wouldn't believe me even if I were a ghost." The black man said jokingly.
Everybody burst into laughter. Although everyone present had a high status, most of them had climbed up from the bottom step by step. Most of them had no culture and no rules to speak of.
Xu Heixing coughed and everyone immediately quieted down, which showed that his prestige and status in the company were unmatched.
"Yipintang is here with ill intentions, so don't act rashly. Since they dare to show up, they must have a thorough plan. We also need to make a good plan. Although they are all organizations under Yandaotang, if they dare to extend their hands to our territory, no matter who they are, I, Xu Heixing, will kill them and make them cry for their parents!" When Xu Heixing was with this group of uneducated and rough guys, he also became rude and spoke without scruples, which won the applause of his subordinates.
"Boss, as long as you give the order, our company's 100,000 brothers will trample them to death!" the black man shouted.
Others followed suit and the atmosphere immediately heated up. They all regarded Yipintang and Lee Chong Wei as the enemies who killed their fathers, as if they were going to fight them to the death immediately.
"Okay, let's stop here for now. I'm a little tired and need to rest. You guys should restrain your men first. When dealing with the enemy, either don't fight. If you do fight, just knock him down."
Before leaving, Xu Heixing called Zheng Yubai. After following him to the presidential suite, Xu Heixing said bluntly: "I want you to help me kill someone."
Zheng Yubai hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke his mind: "Boss, I don't want to do this anymore." (To be continued)