254: Strengthen the defense, unlucky Taoist priest.

Afternoon.

The entire villa area gradually became lively, with a continuous stream of successful individuals coming to view properties.

Some even offered high prices to buy villas from other owners, stating that money was a small issue and they just needed to be willing to sell.

The only strange thing was that these successful individuals were all burly, with calloused hands, looking like they were not to be trifled with.

Many owners, not wanting to cause trouble, signed the contracts happily, as the prices offered were 30% higher than the market price.

They made a good profit, and everyone was happy.

Originally, the security guards were Snow Wolf's people, but after a large number of men in black trench coats arrived, they were replaced.

Even the surrounding shops were all taken over.

What? Not selling?

Double the price, are you selling or not?!

What?

Forced buying and selling?

Add five more times, are you selling or not?!

How about ten times?!

Hmm? Now you know fear, what were you doing earlier?!

Sign!

Under the money-bombing offensive that completely disregarded costs, the acquisition plan for the area surrounding the villa district was completed in one afternoon.

The men in black trench coats changed into casual clothes, neither opening shops nor cooking.

They just moved a stool and sat outside, ostensibly to bask in the sun.

Every time a passerby walked by, they would be met with countless converging gazes, making people's backs chill and their steps quicken.

The security strength of the villa area soared several levels, making it impregnable.

Everyone knew what was happening in this area, but they didn't know the reason.

Even the mayor of Morning Wind City, who intended to visit and investigate, was informed by the guard.

"Sorry, Mayor Gao, you cannot enter at your level."

They almost threw the words "you are not worthy" in his face, which made Mayor Gao feel like a cat scratching his heart, extremely uncomfortable.

It was like having a mountain of gold in front of you, but being told you had no tools to dig it.

He knew there was a big shot inside, but he had no chance to meet him.

What a pity, what a lament...

At the same time.

General Manager Zhang, who was at work, received a message from his wife and was immediately stunned.

"Someone is offering a high price to buy the house..."

After a moment of thought, he made a decision and replied with the word "sell."

He no longer hoped to climb Old Man Chen's social ladder, and he gave up on the idea of further advancement, only wanting to live a stable life with his wife and children.

With all the things Chen Fan had done, he knew Old Man Chen would never forgive him, so it was better to leave early and have some self-awareness.

Time came to evening.

An unremarkable wandering Daoist, carrying a white bag and wearing cloth shoes, passed by the road near the villa area.

But as he walked, he seemed to sense something, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Taking advantage of no one being around, he formed a hand seal with one hand and drew a talisman in the air with the other, pointing like a sword.

A moment later, the Daoist's expression changed slightly, followed by ecstasy!

"A blessed land, a blessed land!"

After sensing it with a special secret method, the natural spiritual energy within the walls was extremely rich, a hundred times stronger than in deep mountains and old forests!

Cultivating here would definitely yield twice the results with half the effort!

"Hahaha, in this Age of Dharma Decline, there is actually such a place with rich spiritual energy. My masters and uncles will be very happy to know this."

The Daoist followed the wall and found the main gate of the villa.

Just as he was about to enter to examine it closely, he was stopped by several security guards.

"Non-villa area personnel are prohibited from entering. Please go back."

"Can't I just go in and casually look around, just a glance?" the Daoist asked, unwilling to give up.

"No," the security guard said expressionlessly.

"Sigh, fine."

The Daoist didn't insist, turned around with his white bag, and left.

He circled around and returned to the high wall he had been at earlier, squinting and muttering.

"If I don't go in and take a look, this thought of mine really won't be clear. I don't care!"

He looked around, made sure no one was watching, then took a running start, agilely climbed the wall, and flipped over, all in one smooth motion!

Just as he stood firm, several burly men in sanitation worker uniforms suddenly darted out from behind the flowerbed, each moving swiftly!

"Hmm???"

Before the Daoist could figure out what was happening, the burly men swarmed him, pinning him to the ground.

He got a free experience of being piled on by a bunch of big men.

"Hey, hey, hey! Mmm...."

Before he could explain, something was stuffed into his mouth, making him unable to speak, and his hands and feet were tied.

Then a hood was put over his head, and he was carried by the burly men, stuffed into a trash can, and pushed away.

Throughout the process, the sanitation workers didn't say a word, dealing with it cleanly and efficiently, then continued to sweep the ground, pick up leaves, and meticulously clean the corners.

The trash can was pushed all the way into the security room, and a person tumbled out with a clatter.

With the hood removed, the Daoist looked utterly bewildered.

Looking at the seven or eight stern-faced, strong security guards surrounding him, he was dumbfounded.

No,

Are sanitation workers and security guards so dedicated now?

Sanitation workers are responsible for catching people, and security guards are responsible for interrogation, right?

"Captain, captain, the person has been caught, over."

The security captain at the head reported into the walkie-talkie, and a moment later, Cold Peak's voice came through.

"Interrogate him thoroughly, handle it normally, over."

"Received, over."

The security captain put down the walkie-talkie, reached out and pulled the rag from the Daoist's mouth, and asked in a deep voice.

"Speak, why did you climb the wall? I advise you to confess honestly."

The Daoist felt a bad taste in his mouth and remained silent.

He finally understood.

These people were not simple security guards; their whole being exuded a murderous, masculine aura, most likely military personnel.

It must be that others had discovered this blessed land and reported it to the higher-ups.

He had truly fallen into a trap today...

At this point, he could only call for help.

The Daoist sighed slightly, raised his head, and spoke.

"I want to make a call... He will explain to you..."

......

Evening.

Zero Bureau Headquarters, Director's Office.

Ring, ring, ring!

The Director answered the phone, and after listening for two sentences, his expression became serious.

"Elder Xu? Your disciple has been arrested? Where is he?"

"Morning Wind City... Your disciple's name is..."

"Cheng Qingfeng, is it? Good, I understand."

He was about to hang up, but the other party spoke again, making a somewhat strange request.

"Ah? Arr... arrange a house?"

"...You, old man, want to go and live there personally?"

The Director was a bit troubled and said tactfully,

"Elder Xu, I need to ask the Chief for instructions. Please bear with me and wait a moment; I'll call you back very soon. Yes, yes, good."

Hanging up the phone, the Director was a bit bewildered.

The person who called him was an elder who had been instrumental in establishing the Zero Bureau, and who had been cultivating in the deep mountains for many years, long since detached from worldly affairs.

Now, he suddenly proposed wanting to live in the villa area!

"What is going on..."

He furrowed his brows, completely perplexed.

He couldn't refuse the request of an old senior.

However, Chen Beixuan's importance in the villa area was unique, so he could only ask the Chief for instructions.

He dialed the number and reported the old senior's request to the Chief.

The Chief readily agreed.

"If the old senior wants to go, let him go. You know his temperament.

"This is good too; the villa area will be even safer. Let's do it this way."

"I understand," the Director nodded in reply.

He hung up the phone.

He immediately called the old senior back to inform him of the good news.

Then he made several more calls to make arrangements.

On the other side.

Chen Beixuan and Xiao Lu lay down in the gaming pods.

Divine Realm, here he comes!

Game, start!