Under One Person: God Profiler

Mu You's eyes were fixed on Xia Linyuan, as if confirming something...

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The red light turned green, and the sound of cars honking behind him rang out. Only then did Xia Linyuan continue forward, no longer paying attention to Mu You.

Yinghelou has been a place where people from Xiaozhanmen made friends since the Republican era. There is also a Yinghelou in Beijing, so it is normal for Muyou to appear here.

Despite this, after the car had been driving for a while, it was clear from the rearview mirror that Mu You was still staring at him.

Xia Linyuan frowned, a white light involuntarily emanating from his eyes. At the same time, Mu You turned his head and continued walking on the road, appearing no different from an ordinary person.

But Mu You's strange behavior left a deep impression on Xia Linyuan.

.......

Xia Linyuan, with Wang tied up, drove directly into the garage and remotely controlled the roller shutter to lower, sealing off the area from the outside.

Xia Linyuan opened the trunk and dragged Wang out. He grabbed a rope from the garage and walked into the training ground through the door connecting to the villa.

The training in the basement was also very expensive. The walls were made of alloy steel plates, and the sandbags were the Old Master brand. The red bags had a picture of the Old Master making a peace sign printed on them.

Xia Linyuan threw Wang Bing inside and released the Golden Light Spell. He searched Wang Bing thoroughly before starting to tie him up with hemp rope.

Just as he was being tied up, Wang Bing, who had been unconscious the whole way, slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing that handsome face, his body trembled, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Xia Linyuan!"

But he quickly realized his situation and forced himself to calm down, then looked at Xia Linyuan and asked, "Xia Linyuan, we don't have a grudge that escalates to the point of kidnapping, do we...?"

After speaking, Wang Bing realized that his teeth were leaking air.

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly: "They even sent a helicopter to block my way, what do you say?"

Xia Linyuan did not believe that Wang Bing was unaware of Wang Jianguo's affairs. On the surface, the only one in the Wang family who used the Spirit Binding Technique was Wang Bing, who was also the eldest son of the Wang family. Wang Ai would clearly tell him who was the enemy and who was the friend.

Wang Jiang pursed his lips, shifted his body slightly, and stood upright against the corner of the wall, arrogantly looking up at Xia Linyuan: "Your behavior is very irrational. I was born a mountain, not a stream; I am a hero, not a blade of grass. It's not too late for you to release me now. Once the Wang family discovers I'm missing, you, your family, and your friends will never have a peaceful day..."

Hearing that familiar line, Xia Linyuan raised an eyebrow. This kid must have been watching too much Douyin (TikTok): "Sigh, there's no food for you today."

Wang Bing's expression froze.

Xia Linyuan chuckled, took Wang Bing's belongings, and walked out of the training room.

Gao Shan, a man of exceptional talent. He became the grandson of the Ten Elders. Does having wealth and power beyond the reach of others give him the right to be so arrogant?

Xia Linyuan gently rubbed his eyes. Having abilities others lack, creating a disconnect with the world—perhaps that's not about being superior, perhaps it's an illness that needs treatment...

Xia Linyuan hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone, scrolled to Feng Xingtong's page, and sent a message: "Substitute one thing for another."

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The world will meet.

The aroma of tea and the tranquility of time permeate the cup.

Feng Zhenghao sipped his drink, savoring the beauty of time.

Feng Xingtong hurried to the chairman's office and saw Feng Zhenghao looking radiant. She was slightly lost in thought: "Father, you seem to be in an exceptionally cheerful mood today."

Feng Zhenghao placed the teacup on the table and chuckled softly, "Xingtong, what's the matter?"

Feng Xingtong showed her phone to Feng Zhenghao: "Father, I think this is for you to see."

Upon seeing the words "substituting one thing for another," Feng Zhenghao burst into laughter: "Xia Linyuan, what a generous gesture! Sure enough, the current turmoil in the Wang family is all his doing."

What can we do?

Feng Xingtong hurriedly asked, "The Wang family's method of absorbing spirits is really effective against the Feng family. I really can't think of a way to deal with them."

Feng Zhenghao smiled and asked his youngest son, hoping to find out what he was thinking.

"Xingtong, what do you think Wang Ai relied on to keep the Wang family firmly in the position of the four major families, and what did he rely on to keep his position as the tenth elder?"

Feng Xingtong pondered for a moment, then counted on his fingers: "Merit, cultivation techniques, strength, connections, and influence."

Feng Zhenghao took a sip of tea and praised, "You're right, it all boils down to influence."

Feng Zhenghao stood up, ruffled Feng Xingtong's hair, and looked at her with his deep eyes, gently instructing her:

"A person's character is like a huge signboard, and a person's actions will also influence the people around them."

The principle of "what the superiors do, the inferiors follow" is part of family cohesion, just like the saying "like father, like son."

The Wang family lacks the strictness and ruthlessness of the Lü family, the integrity and loyalty of the Lu family, and the cunning and secretive nature of the Gao family.

The Wang family possesses only fists and money, which have been linked to power for generations.

It is the most vulgar thing in the world, and also the most noble thing.

In this era where money talks, the Wang family's power is built upon money.

All we need to do is seize their money and take control of it.

The Wang family's power will subtly shift towards our Feng family.

By the time they realize it, it will be too late; they will already be unable to leave us.

Their money is what we created; our family is in control.

It's not determined by the superiority or inferiority of the techniques; it's determined by intelligence, talent, technology, patents, and the current legal system.

Do you think our inclusive world would lack those things?

Our Tianxiahui is a group established in modern times. Our system, talent, technology, and patents are all the foundation of our existence.

The World Association, which embraces all rivers, would not be able to accommodate the royal family?

Haha, the mere Wang family? I can handle that!

Xia Linyuan created an opportunity that allows us to avoid groveling and fawning. If we go, we'll be the saviors of the Wang family!

"We went there to take over the Wang family's property!"

Feng Xingtong nodded as if he understood, thankfully there was no need to talk about morality when dealing with the Wang family.

It's like breaking a lame person's leg and giving them a crutch they can always leave behind; as long as I'm there, they can stand, but if I'm not, they'll fall...

The departing cane is like a heartless woman who suddenly leaves a man when he's head over heels in love...

Feng Xingtong shivered. Although he had never been in a relationship, he could imagine how it would feel.

Some say the business world is like a battlefield.

Some say love is like war.

Based on substitution, does the marketplace equal the dating scene?

Feng Xingtong looked at her father with suspicion.

It seems he now understands how much his mothers loved his father...

"Father, when are we going to the Wang family?" Feng Xingtong asked respectfully.

Feng Zhenghao adjusted his glasses slightly: "No rush, stay calm, and wait for the wind to rise..."

WG Group.

Wang Hu stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the reporters and crowd crammed below. They were like crocodiles in a pool of water, waiting for the Wang family to fall in and devour the spoils.

"Sir, this is today's itinerary. Could you please take a look and see if there's anything you need to pay special attention to?"

A middle-aged man wearing glasses behind him submitted the itinerary.

Wang Hu turned and sat down in the CEO's chair. Without looking at the schedule, he rubbed his temples, looking quite troubled, and pushed the schedule aside: "There's no need to go. They won't choose us as an investment partner now. Wang Weiguo's unilateral withdrawal has had too great an impact."

"Moreover, I suspect he has already found out what the old man did to his young master. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such extremes."

"Then...remove the people monitoring the Wang family?"

"Removing it is impossible."

"Tell them that the Wang family needs the courage to make drastic sacrifices to weather this crisis. Tell them to be careful..."

"I will provide them with assistance as appropriate. Only the most outstanding individuals will be allowed to remain in the royal family."

The assistant remained expressionless, seemingly having anticipated all of this. The Wang family relied too heavily on Wang Jianguo's child soldiers; some of their supernatural abilities allowed them to gain maximum benefit at minimal cost. If anything happened to Wang Jianguo, they would all be doomed.

At this moment, the assistant suddenly thought of something, and under Wang Hu's questioning gaze, he ran out of the office. When he returned, he was holding a piece of paper in his hand and respectfully said to Wang Hu, "Sir, this is the countermeasure strategy that Wang Tao wrote for the current situation of WG Group. Do you think it is feasible?"

Wang Hu raised an eyebrow, took the A4 paper, and smiled slightly after seeing the strategy on it.

I was ready to give up, but this kid actually thought of launching a counterattack.

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Chapter 146 The Wang Family's Scheme

night,

The apartment was simply furnished, with white paint on all sides. Takeout food and instant noodle containers were scattered on the floor. A telescope hung on the balcony, overlooking a luxurious villa area.

I've been here for five days since the controversy surrounding WG Group erupted.

Gao Zhan sat in front of a laptop, his eyes bloodshot, his fingers flying across the keyboard, occasionally slamming down the spacebar. On the computer screen in front of him, anime girls in dazzling clothes danced to energetic music.

"Touching the heart, touching love..."

"Gao Zhan! Can you please mute your 'Audition Online' game?!"