The First Order

The 73 barrier south of the Central Plains is located at the junction of the three rivers in the south. Every summer, the scorching sun in the sky will evaporate the water in the river.

After the Meiyu in the middle and lower reaches of the river, the high-pressure air temperature controls here, making it difficult to generate cloud and rain due to the low-level movement of the airflow, and the surface temperature is extremely high.

Therefore, the 73 barrier is also known as the furnace barrier.

Some people were arguing in the official residence on the north of Longyang Avenue. The family meeting was in progress. More than a dozen luxury cars stopped quietly in the square outside the official residence. The drivers stood in the corner smoking and chatting, waiting for their big men to walk from inside. come out.

In the conference room, someone said aloud: "The Wang family in the north has opened up the business road in the northwest. If they are allowed to continue to develop, wouldn't they be sitting still?"

Some people retorted: "You don't always want to fight. Our most important thing now is to continue to radiate to the east. The Qinghe Group over there is also not to be underestimated."

What he refuted was a middle-aged man with a beard. His face was calm, and the dark blue military uniform was particularly solemn against the black tie.

The person who spoke before sneered: "Zhou Shiji and Qinghe Group are always on the corner. They have never participated in the resource competition in the Central Plains. There is nothing terrible. I don't think you can tell who our real enemy is."

"I did not take the Qinghe Group as an enemy, but it is said that the Qinghe Group has mastered the method of creating extraordinary people, and I think that this method should be obtained first," the middle-aged man with a beard changed the paper and pen in front of him. Straighten the position, tightly closed.

"Then I didn't see that they had a few extraordinarys," someone retorted again.

"The transcendence in the present moment, we need more and more attention."

This is a struggle between the main war and the conservatives, but this meeting is destined to produce no results.

It took another two hours before the big figures of the Zhou family came out of the mansion. The big figures of the conservatives bid farewell to Zhou Shiji, the representative of this faction. Some people invited him to have two drinks, but Zhou Shiji refused.

Zhou Shiji was walking on the gravel path in front of the mansion door. Concierge and security staff were waiting in the car early. The concierge helped Zhou Shiji open the door. He nodded his head and got into the car.

The black limousine drove out of the mansion, and there were two motorcycles escorting one after the other. The assistant officer sitting in the front row took a document and said, "The people who contacted the Qinghe Group are back. They still refused. Our proposal."

While Zhou Shiji closed his eyes and nourished himself, his expression did not show any slight waves.

At this time, someone on a tall building in the distance was carrying military binoculars and chasing the whereabouts of the convoy. When he was sure of the answer in his heart, he turned around and took three white peace pigeons from the pigeon cage behind him, and threw them into the sky.

The sound of the white dove's wings makes people feel happy.

On the other side, someone was cautiously hiding inside the house and watching the tall building.

When he saw three peace pigeons flying out of the tall building, he said to his three companions armed with firearms: "The target travels according to the original plan and is ready for battle."

"This assassination operation can only succeed, not fail."

"You said, do we have a chance to join Anjing Temple after we finish this vote?"

In their mouth, Anjing Temple seems to be an organization, not a temple. After all, killing talents is eligible to join a temple, and there is no such reason in the world...

However, at this moment, a young man suddenly walked out of the shadow beside them. The young man exhaled and grinned: "I finally found you, but I am not at Anjingsi. of."

The four killers quickly raised their guns and pointed at the young man: "Where did you come from? Have you been hiding in the kitchen all the time?"

The young man was still holding a glass of juice in his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let me finish the juice."

With that said, the barrels of the four killers suddenly bent, and they looked like twists.

Five minutes later, the young man walked out of the building, with a scarlet blood stain on his white shirt, declaring the fate of the four killers in the room.

Frowning a glance at the blood stains, but just reaching out, the blood stains disappeared.

Bells rang in the distance, and the peace pigeons on Ping An Square were alarmed by the bells and flew into the sky.

Suddenly, he pulled out a thousand paper cranes from his pocket: "The task is completed, please deposit the commission into my account. These are small roles. They don't know who the employer is behind the scene."

After that, the thousand paper cranes flew up by themselves, soared into the high sky, crossed the galloping river, and flew north.

The news here will naturally be taken with the help of Qianzhihe. The white Qianzhihe is hidden in the peace dove, which is not abrupt at all.

As for where the thousand paper cranes will fly, the young man also does not know.

...

On a mountain road in the north, a teenager was crossing the mountains. He followed a river and went down the river. He seemed to be looking for something along the way, and he was afraid of missing something.

The mountains here are earthy yellow. Only when they continue to go east, the mountain gradually becomes green.

It seems that because the clue was not found, the teenager looked slightly disappointed.

But this seems to be a good thing. Didn’t see the corpse mean that the person he was looking for was still alive?

He walked and walked continuously for half a month. In fact, if he traveled at full speed, he might be able to cross the mountain in four or five days, but in order to find clues, it took a lot of time.

The teenager suddenly heard the sound of felling trees in front of him, he slowed down, and he didn't go far before he saw a group of migrant workers wearing hardhats.

When the migrant workers saw the teenager, they were stunned: "Where are you from, my friend, how did you come out of the mountain?"

"No, I'm lost. I came here accidentally. I came from the northwest," the teenager laughed. "Where is the man?"

"We are the 61-barrier lumberjacks, drifters," the oldest man in the lumberjack wondered: "Northwest? Did you escape the war? Recently, many people have fled from there and heard that they are fighting."

"Yes," the teenager laughed. "I also escaped the war, and the fight was too fierce."

"Hey, I heard that the transcendents there are particularly powerful. Some people said that they escaped from the 146 barriers. They still live in our market town. They said that the 146 barriers were actually destroyed by a young transcendent. Now Is the transcendent so fierce, one person will hit a barrier?"

The teenager stunned for a while and said, "I don't know, I haven't been to the 146 barriers."

"Ao'ao, your communication is inconvenient, and I don't know. It's normal," the lumberjack nodded. "My name is Xu Yahui. If you get lost, you can come back with us later. Settle down in the market town and try to enter the barrier. Certainly it will not work, what do you call your friend?"

The teenager smiled: "Thank you brother, my name is Ren Xiaosu."