Chapter 1182 Facing Fate

January 3, 2016, cloudy, 8℃, slightly cold.

Ji Li stood on the bank of the moat, lit a cigarette, and stared at the scaly river water.

The cool breeze blew the scattered hair on his temples, making his cold face look even colder.

Fang Shenyan leaned against the fence, looking into the distance at the dark clouds, his straight Zhongshan suit was not stained with dust, and he stood opposite Ji Li.

He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly:

"I saw an unnamed grave in Tiannan, and there was a female ghost guarding it. I fought with it."

Ji Li blew out a round smoke ring, looked at the river through the ring, and said to himself:

"The evil spirit was pulled out of my eyes and became part of my ghost card, but the fourth puzzle piece was not taken."

Fang Shenyan looked up at the sky, and a black bird flew over the clouds, flying freely with the wind, squinting:

"I don't remember who Yu Guo is, but I know him very well. He should be in the Tiannan mission. The old friend who died in the river.

It seems that the ghost in Tiannan has erased my memory. It's a pity for this person who can be remembered by me. "

Ji Li looked down at the river. There was something hidden under the gloomy water. In the undercurrent, he took another puff of cigarette:

"I killed Gu Xingjian and saw his body with my own eyes. Nothing was left.

He wanted Xiao Qian's Eye of Disaster, failed, and died.

This is the fact. "

In the sky, the black bird was shaky for some reason, and suddenly slid down in a hurry, turning into a falling corpse, falling into the cold river, and was submerged and disappeared.

Fang Shenyan frowned, put his hands in his pockets, lost interest in this place, and walked away.

The smoke that Ji Li exhaled followed his departure behind him. A gust of wind blew the smoke into his eyes, making him very uncomfortable.

The two people talked to themselves without any verbal communication. They were obviously standing very close, but they seemed to be very far away. There was no connection between them when they separated.

Perhaps, after Yu Guo's death, the invisible bond between Ji Li and Fang Shenyan was also broken.

"Sir, the new manager of the ninth branch is Milton Clyde."

The female voice appeared quietly after Fang Shenyan left. She was wearing the light blue and white cheongsam. Just like the first time they met, she held an umbrella to block Ji Li's head. She turned back suddenly while speaking, stared at his profile, and then said:

"Your current commission ranking has risen by one place, becoming the fifth in total commission ranking.

And...

The commission task will start in 12 hours, please be prepared."

Ji Li took a last puff of cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke, threw the cigarette butt at his feet, and said lightly:

"Okay."

...

Holding the pen in his hand, Su Chenghe was unable to write, and could only watch the thick ink dripping on the rice paper, filling a large area.

Wang Dachu held a notebook in his hand, flipping through it, and finally looked up and said in a muffled voice:

"Manager, our store is still a long way from four stars. If we really try to get five stars, it is almost impossible.

Puzzles may be our shortcut to the core of Tianhai..."

Su Chenghe sighed, and finally put down the pen, slumped in the chair, his eyes empty.

"Dachui, do you really think I want to give away that puzzle?"

"No, no, no..."

"I want it more than anyone else, but I have to give it away."

Wang Dachu took a step forward, his broad figure almost blocked the entire desk, and said in a deep voice:

"Manager, what happened in the screen world?"

Su Chenghe leaned back in his chair, looked up at the ceiling, his eyes seemed to be mixed with some impurities, and said in a lonely tone:

"I saw Gu Xingjian's death..."

"Gu Xingjian is dead?!" Wang Dachu was shocked, he couldn't imagine who could do this.

Even in the past, he believed that no one except Tianhai could kill a person like Gu Xingjian.

"Yes, he died, and died lightly, turning into a pile of yellow earth.

I also saw Li Yi with one arm broken off..."

Su Chenghe's voice trembled slightly when he said this. These two well-known names left with such a shocking ending, which had a great impact on him.

Wang Dachui didn't dare to speak anymore. He needed time to accept the news, and at the same time, he also understood the meaning behind Su Chenghe's words.

"When I last saw him, Ji Li also had a limp in one leg.

Li Congrong and Chen Hansheng had long since died in the past. These people who had left a great story in Tianhai have all left in their own ways.

Do you know what I was thinking while holding the puzzle pieces?"

"Is it... what is it?"

Su Chenghe stood up from his chair, turned his head and looked through the window at the crowded streets. After a long moment of trance, he responded:

"Panic, desperate panic.

Even Gu Xingjian, Li Congrong, and Chen Hansheng can't survive, how can I survive?

If I embezzle this puzzle piece, break off the friendship, and dissolve the cooperation with Li Guanqi and Huangfu Jiajia, our second branch will really go from being weak and powerless to being deserted by everyone..."

The puzzle piece in hand is a hot potato. Giving it away instead becomes a good gift to win over Li and Huangfu to keep warm together. Moreover, this thing should not belong to him in the first place. It just passed through his hands briefly.

Thousands!

Never, when you get hold of something, develop the illusion that it belongs to you, because you are not qualified to do so.

Perhaps, three people sharing the custody and ownership is the best way to resist the coveted prying eyes of other branches.

Su Chenghe is actually very smart.

Wang Dachui understood.

A relieved smile appeared on his honest face, he picked up the brush again, handed it to Su Chenghe and said:

"No matter what decision you make, I will support you."

"Su Chenghe, the manager of the second branch, ranks 7th in commission. The current commission task will start in 12 hours. Please be prepared."

…

Tianmingshan Cemetery.

Xue Tingtao looked at the two stone tablets in front of him. The photos of his loving father and mother on them had already been eroded by wind and rain. The two bouquets of flowers in front of the mausoleum that had long since withered made him fall into deep thought.

He has never been a person who likes to think, because he is used to relying on others, but it does not mean that he really has a brain in vain.

For his sixth store manager assignment, Xue Tingtao can be said to have gained nothing, but it can also be said to have gained a lot.

Because he finally saw the back figure that often appeared in his dreams, and what kind of face it looked like.

A face that doesn't look much like him, but has an inseparable sense of fit...

When the matter reached this point, Xue Tingtao could figure it out.

There was a ghost who used a power to erase that face and that person. This person was extremely important to Xue Tingtao and was suspected of being a blood relative!

"Who are you anyway?"

There is someone who can give him the truth.

During the mission to become an immortal, he had told Xue Tingtao that he would give him an answer, but he had never been able to make an appointment. Maybe now is the time.

Xue Tingtao replaced the old flowers with new ones, and after sweeping the graves of his parents, decided to find that person.

The phone in his pocket started buzzing, and the caller was Wei Guang.

Xue Tingtao held the phone and looked at it for a while. After taking a few deep breaths to dispel the sadness on his face, he picked it up and asked calmly:

"Brother Wei, what's wrong?"

"Store manager, there is a notice for a new task. A "Commission Task" will arrive in 12 hours."

Xue Tingtao's heart sank slightly when he heard this, an ugly smile appeared on his pretty face, and he whispered:

"I see……"

"It's a pity, store manager. We still couldn't get the puzzle pieces in the end, and we also had friction with several branches."

Wei Guang still had some grudges about the failure on his first appearance, and was a little worried about whether he had acted too hastily.

Xue Tingtao held her mobile phone in the cold wind, her eyes fixed on the two withered bouquets, and said calmly and uncharacteristically:

"It doesn't matter, this is a good outcome.

In this world, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Now all of them know that the Fourth Branch is not a rat hiding in the gutter. Our strength can also affect the fate of many people. "

Wei Guang on the other end of the phone was silent.

He was not denying it, but suddenly felt that these words did not seem to come from Xue Tingtao's mouth...

A store manager assignment seems to have changed the store manager who was once a cowardly evader.

But Xue Tingtao hung up the phone before giving him another chance to speak. He turned around and looked at the gloomy sky, taking a deep breath.

He knew it was time to face his fate.