Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

"Brother, the next city we're going to doesn't have an airport, so we can't take a private plane."

Ouyang Xiaopang asked the pilot and learned that the private plane could not land at the next destination.

"Is that so? Is there a high-speed rail?" Qin Yu asked.

"High-speed rail is available."

"Alright then, I'll reluctantly take public transportation this time, but please note, it has to be business class." Qin Yu waved his hand, looking unwilling.

After being provided with luxurious jet and car services by Ouyang Xiaopang for some time, Qin Yu had become somewhat detached from worldly concerns.

In short, it boils down to two words: they got carried away.

Afterwards, the group took the high-speed train to their next destination, Zhao'an City.

This city was once the capital of thirteen dynasties, but now, due to its remote location and lagging economic development, it has been reduced to a third- or fourth-tier city.

However, it must be said that as the capital of thirteen dynasties, its historical heritage is quite profound.

Especially when everyone was about to leave the high-speed rail station, the scene that appeared in front of them made them all pause in surprise.

"Holy crap? These guys are so cool!" Ouyang Xiaopang's eyes lit up, his mouth agape in shock.

"When I read novels before, I didn't really care how cool the main characters were when they made their appearance. But now, I can actually picture it in my mind. Could these people really be special forces from some kind of special organization?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu's lips twitched involuntarily:

"Little Fatty, have you never been to a train station before?"

"No," Ouyang Xiaopang shook his head, "I only ever fly."

"Alright then, remember what I said: keep your eyes straight ahead and charge straight ahead. Absolutely, absolutely do not make eye contact with them!" Qin Yu instructed solemnly.

"Holy crap? Are they Medusa? Will you be petrified if you look into their eyes?" Ouyang Xiaopang blinked his bewildered eyes and asked with the curiosity of a child.

"You won't be petrified, but if you make eye contact with them for more than a second, your luggage will instantly disappear." Zhang Xiaoming, standing beside him, also pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with a solemn expression.

"Hiss!" Upon hearing this, Ouyang Xiaopang couldn't help but gasp. He had never seen his older brothers with such serious expressions before. Just who were these guys?

"Big brother, could they be some kind of mysterious special organization?" Ouyang Xiaopang asked cautiously in a low voice.

“That’s right.” Qin Yu nodded solemnly.

"They often appear and disappear in places such as long-distance bus stations and train stations. Their whereabouts are elusive and they are unpredictable, making them difficult to guard against."

As he said this, a chilling glint appeared in Qin Yu's eyes:

"We usually call them...unlicensed taxi drivers!"

"Wow!!"

Although Ouyang Xiaopang didn't know what an unlicensed taxi was, he still inexplicably felt a surge of excitement!

"Little Fatty, remember what I said: keep your head down and charge forward, and whatever you do, don't make eye contact with them!"

"okay!"

After saying that, Qin Yu and his group strode confidently toward the exit.

It evokes a poignant sense of desolation, like the mournful cry of a warrior departing for his homeland.

As they approached the exit, a deafening roar suddenly filled their ears.

"Come on! It's Changji, Changji! 50 yuan per person!"

"Hey bro, are you going to Fen'an? I'm just one seat short, you can get on and go right away!"

"Hey bro, take my ride, I'll give you a five-dollar discount!"

"Hey sis, your luggage must be heavy, let me help you carry it. Come on in my car!"

"..."

The unlicensed taxi drivers shouted and yelled, and when they saw the passengers leaving the station, they pounced on them like a pack of hungry wolves seeing a group of plump little lambs, and started to verbally, physically, and physically assault them.

Qin Yu and his group held hands, their eyes fixed straight ahead, ignoring the unlicensed taxi drivers who surrounded them, repeatedly muttering the same phrase:

"Someone's here to pick us up!"

Several times, Ouyang Xiaopang almost couldn't resist the temptation and was about to look to the side, but after Qin Yu reminded him, he quickly restrained himself and didn't turn his head away.

At this moment, those short dozen steps felt like an eternity to everyone.

But in the end, they managed to get out through sheer willpower and see the sun outside.

"Yes! We did it!" Ouyang Xiaopang shouted excitedly.

Although he only walked a few steps, he inexplicably felt incredibly excited!

Just then, Qin Yu suddenly noticed a group of people gathered not far away.

With a heart set on joining in the fun, Qin Yu went over and found an elderly man, well over seventy years old, writing characters on rice paper with a calligraphy brush.

The calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, showing that this old man is a master calligrapher.

Just then, a voluptuous woman, probably around thirty years old, swayed her graceful figure and helped the old man wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Qin Yu thought this person was the old man's daughter, but to his surprise, her next sentence made Qin Yu stay in Bengbu.

"Honey, are you tired? Let me wipe your sweat."

Qin Yu: (｀?1?1д?1?1′)

Wow, an octogenarian man is dating a woman in her thirties! This old man is old in body but young in spirit!

Faced with this scene, Qin Yu couldn't help but give the old man a thumbs up and sincerely exclaimed in admiration:

"The old man truly lives up to his reputation; his brushstrokes are so powerful and vigorous!"

After saying that, Qin Yu turned around and left in a flash.

The old man thought the young man was praising him, and a smile appeared on his face. But then he thought about it again and felt that something was wrong. He felt that there was something else behind the young man's words.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere within the Twelve Zodiac Gods of the Divine Messenger Society was becoming increasingly strange.

Everyone started to suspect each other and began investigating each other's whereabouts during this period.

At this moment, in a dimly lit meeting room, four people—the Rat, the Horse, the Sheep, and the Pig—are gathered together.

“Right now, I feel like I can only trust a few of you. I have some doubts about everyone else,” Zishu said with a serious expression.

Sheep (未羊): "Rat (子鼠), who do you think has the most problem?"

Rat: "Rooster. Do you guys remember? This guy was the one who initially said that Yama was a traitor. But what happened? Even after we eliminated Yama, our branch was still being destroyed. So it's very possible that we killed Yama by mistake."

Upon hearing this, the Pig nodded in realization: "Now that you mention it, it seems to make some sense."

Wu Ma: "That Si Snake is actually a bit problematic. I think this guy is very likely a deep-water treacherous wolf."

Pig: "Damn, what you said makes sense. So who is the traitor? I'm totally confused."

Zishu's eyes flashed with a chilling light: "We can't be sure who the traitor is yet, but I can be sure that the four of us are absolutely safe. I propose that from now on, the four of us form a trust alliance and share information."

Horse, Sheep, and Pig: Agreed!

The same scene was also unfolding among the other zodiac deities.

In another dimly lit meeting room, the Snake looked at the Ox, Tiger, and Rabbit he had summoned and said:

"Right now, I can only trust the three of you. I don't trust anyone else. As for who's most likely the traitor, I think it's the Rat. That guy has the biggest wolf face!"

"........."

Currently, the twelve zodiac priests have formed countless small groups, just like a dormitory of four people has eight group chats!

Everyone claims to trust each other, but in reality, they trust no one but themselves!