Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 182 Keeping an Appointment
In the Wei family villa, Wei Jun ended the call, put down the phone, looked up and said: "Senior Zhao agreed, he will call and coordinate all aspects to give us support."

He looked at Jiang Wei and Shao Xiaobie and said slowly, "Under Senior Zhao's leadership, we got rid of Shen Zheng. Now we can also get rid of Chen Chuan."

Jiang Wei said: "We shouldn't be the only ones involved in this matter."

Wei Jun nodded. The upper echelons of the mutual aid association must be involved in this matter. Because although they were the ones who did it, the benefits were shared by everyone. Even if these people did not contribute in the process, they should advance and retreat with them and bear risks together.

They have already determined that there must be a powerful force behind Chen Chuan, so only by uniting together can they calm down the possible storm and allow Yang Zhi to continue to maintain the old situation.

Just like three years ago.

"Call and inform people when you get back."

Jiang Wei immediately stood up from the sofa and walked out.

Shao Xiaobie nodded and walked out with him.

In the next few hours, as calls were made to various villas and manors, an undercurrent surged in Yangzhi City.

In the training hall, Chen Chuan stood on the terrace of the training hall, carefully wiping the Xuejun Sword. Below him was the flowing river. After the thunderstorm, the sky was much brighter, but there were still some residual clouds.

When the wiping was finished, the streak of blood on the back of Xue Jun's sword became clearer and clearer. Holding it in the hand, one could feel the breath resonating with each other, and with a slight exertion of force, it would vibrate.

He held the blade and slowly put the blade into the scabbard. When the distance was enough, he took the handle and put it completely into the scabbard with a click. Then he stood up, returned to the living room, and placed the knife on the knife rack.

After returning to his seat, he took the package that Tan Wang carried with him and took out the things inside. Gao Ming had already looked at these things, but said that there was nothing valuable on them and they were only related to Tan Wang's personal practice.

He took it and flipped through it. The most noteworthy thing was a picture of a ferocious black snake. The snake had three heads. To be precise, they were the front view and the left and right views, but they were cleverly connected to one body, creating an artistic effect of three heads coexisting.

There are three concentric circles on the snake's body, each of which has different guide lines marked on it, and the front end of the guide falls on different parts of the snake's body.

At first glance, he thought it was some secret technique, but after taking a closer look, he realized that it was actually a shopping list. It listed more than 20 items, all of which were related to implant modification technology, covering almost everything from the inside to the surface of the body, from the skin to the internal tissues.

The three circles should represent the first to third limits, and on the largest circle, several of them have been ticked. He took a look and thought that these should be the renovation projects that Tan Wang had chosen, which had been done or not done yet.

For example, of the two checked items, "high-density muscle implantation" and "multi-segment bone modification", the former should have been completed, while the multi-segment bone modification is to modify the limbs and torso to be like snake bones. Tan Wang's neck should be like this, and the rest of the body is normal, so only part of it should have been done.

Individual sub-projects here also have upgrade and progression options, such as performing implant surgery on the basis of the first-line limit of alienated bones, trying to increase the number of muscle fibers, while transforming the shape and structure of the muscles, so that the limbs have extraordinary stretch capabilities.

There are also three types such as "hard scale implantation" on the body surface, "subcutaneous gland implantation" and "sharp tooth sheath implantation", which need to be performed in sequence.

Among them, the "tooth sheath implantation" is a relatively brutal implantable killing weapon. After the operation is successful, fine or narrow saw-like blades can be squeezed out from the scales through muscle creeping, which can be used with the skills of the dense snake cult to entangle and cut the opponent. Tan Wang should have only done the first step, and did not complete the second step.

It seems that when Tan Wang fought against him, his combat power was not "complete". If all the implant surgeries checked above were completed, his combat power would be completely different.

But for the second me, the eight hours at that time was enough for him to spend the whole night with the opponent.

The items above do not list any implants that can directly increase speed. I don't know if there are none or they have never been listed.

But just based on this, even if Tan Wang implants all the above projects, he still won't win, because being slow to move forward means the difference between life and death, and the result will not be any different.

At this time, he looked down and found that there was a note "Internal Purchase List" at the bottom of the paper. This means that the Secret Snake Cult not only transforms its own people, but also sells some special implants to outsiders.

However, seeing that Tan Wang cares so much about a piece of clothing, it seems that the price of this so-called internal shopping list should not be cheap.

Just then, he heard the sound of a car coming downstairs. After a while, a security guard came up and said, "Brother Chen, there is a lawyer named Song who said he was asked by someone to come here and he wanted to talk to you."

Gao Ming heard the noise and came out from a lounge nearby. He said, "Cousin, you don't have to show up. I'll talk to him."

Chen Chuan nodded.

Gao Ming and the security guard went downstairs and met a middle-aged lawyer in his forties with slicked-back hair. He introduced himself as Song. Gao Ming came up to shake hands with him and said with a smile, "My name is Gao Ming, and I am Mr. Chen Chuan's fully authorized lawyer. If Mr. Song has anything to discuss, you can talk to me directly."

"So you are a lawyer named Gao. I wonder what position you hold?"

Gao Ming smiled and said, "Mi Law Firm."

"Mi..." Lawyer Song's expression became more serious. "Okay, then we'll talk slowly."

After the two sat down, Gao Ming motioned for them to wait, then pulled out a box from under the table and placed it on the desk. After opening it, he found a wire recorder that had been adjusted. He pressed the recording option, extended his hand as an invitation, and said with a smile, "Lawyer Song, we can start talking now."

Two hours later, Lawyer Song drove away.

Gao Ming returned upstairs and said to Chen Chuan: "Cousin, they want to invite you to have a talk, and they hope to have it in the next two days."

Chen Chuanshuo asked: "Do they think I will definitely go?"

Gao Ming smiled and said, "Lawyer Song specifically mentioned your elementary and middle school, and also mentioned the names of some classmates you are familiar with. This is probably a threat." Chen Chuan nodded. He did have many classmates he was familiar with and on good terms with, but if he used this as a threat, he would be overthinking. He would not change his behavior because of this, but would only find ways to deal with those who committed violence afterwards.

Sometimes, the more you care about them, the more rampant they become, and the less you care about them, the more fearful they become.

Gao Ming said, "I've told Attorney Song that I need to think about it and will give him a reply before midnight today." He raised his head and said, "Cousin, I suggest you go to the appointment tomorrow so that this matter can be resolved earlier. In addition, with less time, they will have less preparation to make, which will make it easier for them to make mistakes."

Chen Chuan nodded, "Let's set it for tomorrow then."

Gao Ming said: "It's just that the specific time and place may not be determined yet."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "It doesn't matter. I won't do nothing."

He thought for a moment, walked to the phone, dialed Cheng Zitong's number, and said after the call was connected: "Teacher, someone from the Mutual Aid Association came and asked me to talk. I am ready to go."

Cheng Zitong said solemnly: "Xiaochuan, what do you need the teacher to do?"

Chen Chuan told him his thoughts.

Cheng Zitong said: "Xiao Chuan, although I know that you have always been sensible in doing things, the teacher still says the same thing, you must be careful, and the teacher will do his best to cooperate with you."

"Thank you, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Chuan dialed Director Lei's number again. After waiting for a while, he answered, "Director Lei, I have an appointment tomorrow, but things may be out of control by then, so I need to ask you for a favor."

Director Lei said: "I told you that you can always come to me and He Nan if you have any questions."

Chen Chuan told him his request, and the other party agreed without hesitation. After ending the call with Director Lei, he started to make his last call.

"Hello, is this the Police Department? This is Chen Chuan, yes, Captain Nian's nephew. I have something to talk to him about." After the call was connected, he said, "Uncle, there is something I need to tell you in advance..."

After all the calls were over, he slowly put the receiver down on the phone and looked up at Gao Ming, "Gao Ming, you can reply to them now."

Gao Ming nodded, turned and walked out.

In an office on the top floor of the Wuyi Administrative Office Building, a white-haired old man was practicing calligraphy with a two-meter-long brush. A young teacher hurried in and said, "Teacher..."

The white-haired old man didn't look at him. He kept the pen in his hand firmly on the paper on the wall and asked, "What's the urgent matter?"

The young teacher came over and whispered a few words.

"Oh?"

The white-haired old man turned around, his eyes flickered, and then he threw down the two-meter-long brush and took two steps, "Good, very good."

He said: "Three years ago we didn't have time to react, but this time it won't be the case. This is not only a good knife, but also the knife is in my hand. Not bad, really good. Now that the knife is out of the sheath, we can't let it return empty-handed. Let's give it some strength. Well, let those students move together."

The young teacher was puzzled: "Teacher, are they useful?"

The white-haired old man said: "Having more people may not necessarily help, but having more people definitely means power. When power comes together, it becomes a torrent. It all depends on whether this torrent can break through the thick dam."

In the training hall, Gao Ming came back from outside, "Cousin, the time is set, tomorrow morning at four o'clock, the location is the old factory area of ​​Li'an Machinery in the west of the city."

Chen Chuan thought it sounded familiar. He thought about it and his eyes moved slightly, "That place?"

Gao Ming said: "I checked, it's right there."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Tell them I will be there on time." Gao Ming said OK and turned to leave.

After he left, Chen Chuan looked outside. It was now evening and there were some fiery clouds appearing there, so tomorrow should be a good day.

He sat down slowly on the cushion and began to guide his inner and outer breathing together. As he sat in deep concentration, the scenery outside changed slowly but actually quickly, and the sky gradually darkened.

Until one moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the clock not far away, stood up, washed up first, then changed into formal clothes, walked to the knife rack, took the Xuejun Knife in his hand, picked up a box from the ground, and walked out of the building.

Gao Ming was already waiting there. The driver and car sent by He Nan had also arrived, and the car door was open.

Chen Chuan looked up. The summer night sky was full of twinkling stars, but there were some dark clouds that occasionally obscured the starlight. He walked over and got in the car. Gao Ming helped him close the door and knocked gently on the car body. The lights in front of the car lit up, instantly illuminating the road, and then it drove out slowly.

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(End of this chapter)