I'm not a drama god

The reaction of the Baiyin government did not exceed Fang Liangye's expectations.

From the Silver Government's attitude towards "Diamond Q", we can actually see their inner fear. After all, the Silver King is not here now, and the one in power is just a seventh-level thief saint. It is not that easy to control the entire Wuji Realm.

"Are they making any moves?"

"Yes!" The young man nodded heavily. "Early this morning, after the sanitation workers informed the church of the incident, the church immediately lit up. Not long after, a large number of fire usurpers rushed out and searched along several streets... Then, several Judgment Agents came with various weapons. Almost all of them were dispatched."

Fang Liangye was a little surprised to hear this, and he couldn't help asking:

"Your name is... Cao Jun, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, I just joined the union these two days!" The young man held his head high.

"Where did you get this information?"

"Mr. Fang, have you forgotten? Those old people strolling on the street and the shop owners are basically the ancestors and parents of our workers... As long as we ask the workers in the factory a little, we can find out what is happening on the street."

"No wonder……"

Today, all the young people in the Wuji Realm have been conscripted by the Baiyin Government to work in factories. Basically, only elderly people and middle-aged people with limited mobility are left in the city. Their children are sent to factories to work day and night, leaving them completely helpless... Their dissatisfaction with the Baiyin Government must be beyond everyone's imagination.

That is why, as long as a few young people in the factory who have good conditions and telephones at home contact their families, they can obtain first-hand information.

The middle-aged and elderly people on the streets form an intelligence network, and the factories where young people gather are also an intelligence network. When the two are combined, all kinds of information are transmitted extremely quickly.

"Is this the power of the people..." Fang Liangye couldn't help but sigh.

No matter in which era, the power of the people is terrifying. Unless the Silver King uses violence to bloodbath this realm, the people living in it will always use various methods to find a way to survive... The Human Rights Union is a tenacious vine growing towards the sun in the darkness.

"Mr. Fang, what should we do next?" Cao Jun asked excitedly with stars in his eyes.

Fang Liangye pondered for a moment.

"We secretly purchased all the playing cards in the city, and then sent them to various factories in batches... We have people in each factory, and we teach them how to use the cards, so as to create confusion and completely confuse the usurpers."

"understand!"

Cao Jun and a few others turned around and left. They each held the unsealed playing cards in their hands. Although their nervous hands were full of sweat, their eyes were full of hope...

They have been oppressed for too long. The extinction of one region after another, the violent law enforcement of the Silver Government, and the inexplicable illness and death of their companions have pushed them to the brink of collapse... But now, they can actually intimidate the Silver Government with just a few playing cards!

They knew what the Silver Government feared. What they held in their hands were no longer poker cards for entertainment, but weapons to fight against the powerful with their mortal bodies.

After the boys left the factory, they dispersed and ran along the road into the depths of the smog, coming to different factories.

There are about a dozen factories in this area, and there are four such factories in the Wuji Realm... They walked through the factory with ease, as if they had been here many times before. Although the work clothes of different factories were different, when they saw them appear, the original workers in the factory pretended not to see them and turned their eyes away...

The boy came to a series of hidden and narrow doors and knocked carefully:

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

"Who?"

"It's me, Cao Jun." The boy waved the playing cards.

“I bring a glimmer of hope!”

……

"Unlucky star! Why is it you again?"

At the restaurant entrance, the boss saw Jian Changsheng outside through the glass window and his face turned blue with anger.

Jian Changsheng smiled awkwardly:

"Well... Boss, I want to ask you for a favor..."

“We don’t have free meals here!”

"No, what are you thinking about... I came here after having a full meal this time." Jian Changsheng gestured with his hands outside the door, "Have you seen my other two friends? One is wearing sunglasses and looks naughty, and the other is wrapped in white bandages and looks silly..."

"..."

The boss was a little impatient, "Go, go, go, you two are causing so much trouble..."

The boss was about to close the door, but Jian Changsheng suddenly pressed the door handle with one hand, holding it tightly. The boss' eyes widened with anger, and he couldn't move the door at all even with all his strength. He was a little panicked for a moment...

"What...what are you going to do?"

Jian Changsheng held the door open with one hand and walked slowly into the restaurant… He narrowed his eyes and sneered, like a leather-clad thug in a Hong Kong movie, who would ask the boss for protection money the next moment.

However, the next second, he took out a few bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the boss's hand.

"This is..." The boss was stunned.

"Boss, we don't eat free meals. This time I'm here to pay back the money." Jian Changsheng shrugged. "Those two friends are very important to me... Tell me, have they been here? And where did they go?"

The boss looked at the thick stack of banknotes in his hand, and his expression suddenly eased a lot. He looked Jian Changsheng up and down carefully, and then spoke:

"That silly white-haired guy came yesterday. After he found out you were not there, he walked off in that direction. I don't know where he went... That naughty guy in sunglasses came this morning. He looked unwell. After he found out you were not there, he asked me to tell you that he lived under the bridge next door..."

Jian Changsheng:......

The title of silly white hair is really right for Jiang Xiaohua. Sun Bumian came and found that he was not there, and he even left his address, but Jiang Xiaohua just left in a daze... Where should he find him? ?

Jian Changsheng sighed helplessly, turned around and left, "I understand, thank you, boss."

"and many more."

The boss hesitated for a moment, but still called out to Jian Changsheng.

Jian Changsheng looked back in confusion. As he looked in astonishment, the boss counted out three bills from the stack in his hand and handed them to him.

"This is..." Jian Changsheng was a little confused.

"Your salary." The boss said calmly, "After all, you have washed dishes for a whole day here. Now that you have paid me back, I will not let you work for nothing... Take it, find a proper job, and don't eat and dine for free next time."

After saying that, the boss walked into the kitchen without looking back and pretended to start cooking...

But in fact, there was no other customer in the store except Jian Changsheng.

Jian Changsheng came back to his senses, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shouted "thank you" to the boss in the kitchen, then strode out the door and disappeared at the end of the street.