King Crazy Game

After Lin Zicheng left Shen Qingning and the others behind, he changed into a very ordinary car in the underground garage of a shopping mall and left from another exit with heavier traffic.

The oldest and most famous villa area in City C is located on the riverside. A parking space costs more than 10 million yuan, and the property fees are terribly high. So as a security guard at the gate, I am afraid that if I make a mistake, I will lose this hard-earned high-paying job.

The young security guard felt that the shabby little car in front of him was unsafe, so he made Lin Zicheng sit in the car and wait for half an hour before he carefully let him pass.

"Mr. Shan, you really have a rich family background. The market value of your small villa is almost tens of billions now." Lin Zicheng sat on a chair that could be protected as a cultural relic and took a sip of the newly launched green tea. "Good tea."

"Money is just something outside of our body." Shan Yiqun sat opposite Lin Zicheng, and a kind smile appeared on his handsome face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

"Rich people say that." Lin Zicheng put the teacup on the table beside him and gave Shan Yiqun a sly smile. "The price of this tea set should be seven figures, and the tea cabinet you put the tea leaves in is also eight figures. They are all rare antiques. If you keep them for a long time and get tired of looking at them, let me know and I will help you throw them away. It's free labor."

Shan Yiqun sat upright on the chair. Hearing his words, he couldn't help laughing: "How did old man Lin teach you to be such a money-loving little fox?"

At first glance, Shan Yiqun is only a few years older than Lin Zicheng, but his tone sounds like he is several generations older.

Lin Zicheng spread his hands and said sincerely: "Money is a good thing, who doesn't love it?"

"Stop talking nonsense. You didn't come to see me just for my tea sets, right?" Shan Yiqun had watched Lin Zicheng grow up, so he naturally knew that this kid would never come to him to show off for no reason.

Lin Zicheng smiled calmly: "As a member of KN, Mr. Shan, don't you worry about your own safety?"

Shan Yiqun looked at him with a little surprise and asked, "Old Man Lin is still in the dark, how do you know I'm a member of KN?"

"Speaking of this, I have to thank Liang Xijin. The emperors of all dynasties were rich and powerful, but they were all afraid of aging and old age. Liang Xijin was like the emperor, he only desired these two things, so I checked from this aspect. Coincidentally, I really saw you in the photo of my old man. Appearance can be changed through makeup, but eyes can never be concealed."

Lin Zicheng deliberately took off his glasses, blinked at Shan Yiqun, and teased: "Are my old man's eyes not as beautiful as mine?"

Shan Yiqun was amused by his actions and laughed. He shook his head slightly: "You, knowing that I like old man Lin's eyes the most, you deliberately asked this question. You are even more cunning than Lin Yan."

Lin Zicheng did not accept Shan Yiqun's compliment, but replied politely and modestly: "I think you are praising my grandfather. After all, he taught me."

Shan Yiqun pointed at Lin Zicheng and smiled helplessly. This little fox in front of him was sure of his friendship with Lin Yan, and was afraid that he would not tell the truth later, so he deliberately brought up Lin Yan to play the emotional card.

He was silent for a while and then said, "If I am the next one, I will gladly accept it."

Shan Yiqun sighed softly, and his young and handsome face suddenly had an air of old age. He raised his right hand, looked left and right for a while, and then said slowly: "There is gain and loss, there is cause and effect, this world is fair, at least it is fair to the body."

Lin Zicheng frowned slightly, sat up straight, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Every night when I go to sleep it feels like millions of ants are gnawing at me. I can't enjoy the pleasures of life like ordinary people. I have forgotten what wine tastes like. I can't even get close to the person I like. I live in fear all day long."

Shan Yiqun couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, revealing a miserable look: "I don't even know when I will die. This kind of eternal youth seems to be mocking my ignorance and naivety back then."

Lin Zicheng was shocked, but he didn't show it. He looked at him for a moment before asking, "Mr. Shan, what do you mean? Do you have a chip in your body, too?"

Shan Yiqun shook his head slowly: "It was Wen Lin who took the initiative to put the chips into the bodies of those doctors. As experimental subjects, we would die even without the chips. It's just a matter of time."

"Wen Lin is the boss of KN?"

"No, Wen Lin can only be considered a small leader. None of us has ever seen the real boss. In this sense, we are all just pawns in his hands. He uses us to discover the unknown secrets of the world and create the myth of immortality."

An indescribable look suddenly flashed across Shan Yiqun's face. After a long while, he smiled bitterly, sighed deeply, and leaned back heavily on the chair: "Maybe there is no real boss. We are all gathered together because we are young and ignorant."

Lin Zicheng raised his eyebrows slightly. The purpose of coming to Shan Yiqun this time was to confirm his guess, whether KN really had a way to stay young forever. Now it seemed that it was all a ridiculous act of youth.

Just like people who love beauty and keep having plastic surgery, even if they achieve the most perfect appearance, it will be a lifelong pain to live with it, and it will become more difficult than for ordinary people as time goes by.

Lin Zicheng took a deep look at Shan Yiqun and asked, "Mr. Shan, are you still in touch with other KN members?"

"No, since Wen Lin disbanded KN, everyone has returned to normal life through different methods. For example, the bus driver you found was a surgeon in KN. Only Wen Lin knows his real name. We all have code names in the organization. We are good at different areas and rarely interact with each other."

Shan Yiqun rubbed his eyebrows, his eyelids were rubbed into three layers: "Now if you ask me what they look like, I don't remember."

"Mr. Shan, thank you for sharing your feelings." Lin Zicheng stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.

"You little fox, I told you not to get involved in this muddy water, but you definitely won't listen." Shan Yiqun looked at Lin Zicheng with a mixed look in his eyes, and whispered softly, "If I hadn't done those ridiculous things, I would probably have a grandson as old as you."

"Things that cannot be achieved in this life may come double in the next life." Lin Zicheng replied in a provocative manner.

When Shan Yiqun heard what he said, he was so angry that he picked up the teacup and was about to throw it, but when he saw that Lin Zicheng had already prepared to catch it, he smiled and put it back: "Okay, I'll ask Lin Yan to send you a similar set some other day, so don't think about my set all day long."

Lin Zicheng sat back in his chair and said with a smile, "A beating in exchange for a set of tea sets is not a bad deal."

"I just saw your phone light up. It must be Old Man Shen's grandson who sent you a message." Shan Yiqun stared at Lin Zicheng with a clear mind, "Does he like you?"

Lin Zicheng neither denied nor confirmed it. He just glanced at the phone at hand with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Shan Yiqun took a look and secretly sighed that it was good to be young. He smiled and said, "I remember that not long ago, Old Man Shen scolded Lin Yan for no reason in the chat group. It turned out that he was venting his anger for his precious grandson. Lin Yan knew that you must have plotted against Qingning again, so he pretended to be dead and didn't reply. In the end, he changed his head to a big Buddha. Shen Xici was so angry that he almost quit the group. It was Old Man Zhou and Old Man Qiu who smoothed things over."

Lin Zicheng frowned slightly, wondering if these old men were too active...

"Qingning is a good kid. Even though he knows he is being used by you, he is willing to do so."

Shan Yiqun stood up, walked to Lin Zicheng, and patted his shoulder with emotion: "It is the most foolish way to protect yourself to keep yourself closed. Not having something does not mean you will not lose it. The more you are afraid of losing something, the more you should hold on to it, instead of giving it up when you know you can do it."

Lin Zicheng smiled slightly and looked at his phone, seeming to be thinking about something.

Shen Qingning sat in the car, leaning on the steering wheel like a wife waiting for her husband, staring at the mobile phone screen in front of her.

Why hasn't Lin Zicheng replied to my message after so long? Has something happened? Should I call him first? Will it disturb him?

Shen Qingning never thought that one day he would become like the little girl in secret love, hesitant, wavering, making random guesses, and then feeling panic.

"Shen Qingning, Shen Qingning, why do you have to be with him?"

Shen Qingning sighed deeply, and suddenly his cell phone lit up. It was Lin Zicheng calling.

Lin Zicheng's gentle smile instantly soothed Shen Wangfu's anxious heart: "Master Shen, what are you doing alone in the car?"

Shen Qingning was stunned for a moment. How did he know that he was sitting in the car? Could he be nearby?

Thinking of this, Shen Qingning hurriedly opened the car door, stood beside the car, and looked around.

"What are you looking for?" Lin Zicheng suddenly poked his head out from behind Shen Qingning, leaned on his shoulder, and asked with a smile in his eyes, "Looking for me?"

It was just a simple physical contact, and Shen Qingning's heart suddenly reached its highest point. He trembled slightly, and then he came to his senses. He rubbed Lin Zicheng's head and said contentedly: "I didn't expect that one day, the wallet would automatically find its owner."

Lin Zicheng smiled and stood up straight. He was still not used to being so close to others.

Shen Qingning was not in a hurry to achieve success. For a person who was emotionally closed, Young Master Lin's behavior a second ago was already the biggest progress.

He is not in a hurry. As Lin Zicheng said, there is a long way to go.