Chapter 250

Big Brother Rat, Shuigu Tang, we've come to help you!

Among the eight, two leapt out, one to the left and one to the right; they were members of the Trading Gathering—Chen Long and Mao Tu.

Chen Shicheng could no longer keep his calm, water‑like composure; he turned, puzzled, and glanced at Shuigu Tang.

Shuigu Tang stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "I'm not saying you can't handle it, I just told them so."

That's right, Big Brother Rat—even if you can handle it, you still need to liven up the scene; after all, they have many people while you're alone, so you'll lose the momentum.

Chen Long drew a dagger and, like a street ruffian, slid it across his face, feigning a fierce glare as he swept his eyes over the faces of the guild presidents opposite him.

I don't know this one.

I'm not familiar with that one.

Huh? This must be Dong Can, right? How can he be so honest?

Big Brother Rat, awesome! In just a moment he had everyone under his control. He finally fixed his gaze on the resentful Son of Heaven lying on the ground and said, "Hey, this must be one of the Pioneers, huh? Why are you still lying down resting?"

Upon hearing that, the Son of Heaven spat out a mouthful of blood, but it actually made him feel better—at least he had enough strength to sit up.

But before he could act, Chen Long stepped on his abdomen with one foot, waving his dagger over the man's face, saying, "If you're going to lie down, lie still—who told you to get up?"

Seeing Chen Long appear, everyone present jumped again—had the state sent someone too?

Since the Icefield, the relationship between Chen Long and the Rat has already been placed on the desk of the Iron Blood Great Wall's high command.

Actually, just from their names you can tell—Chen Long and the Rat are part of the same zodiac series; how could their relationship be bad? So, to win over Chen Shicheng, Chen Long's status rose just as he had initially imagined, gaining resources and influence; the key was his position.

To show Chen Shicheng the government's sincerity, Chen Long leapt from a low‑level organization member to become the Person in Charge of Number Seven in a major province.

Don't underestimate the Number Seven Person in Charge—after removing the One and Two who handle top‑level communication, he ranks fifth among the senior officials, which is still an entire province's worth of authority.

Coincidentally, everyone present was a guild president; even if they weren't familiar with the high ranks, they needed to recognize faces, so they knew Chen Long's identity.

So, does this conflict also involve government affairs?

"Section Chief Chen Long, I recall the Pioneers have a cooperative relationship with the state—what are you doing?" The Son of Heaven, whom Dong Can had summoned, had to step forward, frown, and remind him.

"What damn Pioneers, what cooperation—today I'm arresting him on the grounds of disturbing game order and provoking the government organization!"

Chen Long, full of vigor, swept his gaze around and shouted sternly, "The Iron Blood Great Wall is handling this case—everyone, get down on the ground!"

Mao Tu's skirt swayed slightly as she coldly stared at the person beside her; the other Trading Gathering members brandished their weapons, giving everyone a warning look.

Chen Long's move could be seen as mixing personal interest—his bias was already leaning as far south as Antarctica.

Furthermore, doing this still carries risk; without approval from higher departments, wielding the Iron Blood Great Wall's name to suppress the Pioneers—who have a cooperative relationship—is absolutely self‑serving at the public's expense.

But he clearly understands that if he hadn't met Big Brother Rat, he'd spend his life merely running errands.

Although not everything he possesses is solely due to Big Brother Rat, at least eight‑tenths of it is.

Therefore, regardless of the consequences, we must today use the government's authority to suppress their tempers; otherwise we don't know how much trouble will follow. Under the intimidation of the Iron Blood Great Wall's name, this group of prominent guild presidents stared in shock, then reluctantly and unwillingly sank to the ground.

Only Dong Can, who is already considered a Pioneer‑bound president, remained firmly planted in place.

Seeing this, Chen Long flung his dagger, embedding it beside the man's foot, and shouted, "Feigning deafness and muteness—are you trying to defy orders? In my capacity as the Person in Charge of XX Province for the Iron Blood Great Wall, I command you to get down!"

"Crack!"

Dong Can's fingertips emitted a few crisp sounds; he was so angry he almost bit his teeth, then slowly sank to the ground, saying, "Good, you're just using the tiger's skin as a banner, huh? The Iron Blood Great Wall's superiors aren't even here—only you know who gave the order. You're acting recklessly; I wonder how you'll explain this to the Rat when you go back."

"Uh."

Having just finished a grandiose display, Chen Long, upon hearing that, couldn't help but turn his gaze to the utterly speechless Chen Shicheng.

Oh no—will this cause trouble for Big Brother Rat?

Seeing his state, not only did Dong Can smirk coldly, but the other presidents also grew more arrogant, completely just watching the spectacle without caring about the consequences.

Mao Tu, feeling a headache, rolled her eyes; the situation had been under control, but this idiot messed it up—better to have stayed quiet from the start and let Big Brother Rat handle it.

「. 」 No entity.

Chen Shicheng ignored the glances around him, silently opened his friend system, and added a second friend—Jiuyou!

The friend request was instantly approved.

Without waiting for a reply from the other side, he quickly gave a brief explanation of what had happened here.

Others may not know, but he understands everything—whether it was discovering that the Capital's altar was a trap, the matter of walking the Yin Incense, or assassinating Jiankong, the Iron Blood Great Wall owes him a great favor.

Logically, this was done for the country's sake, so he shouldn't be seeking any reward.

But now Chen Long has blown things out of proportion, so all he can do is swallow his pride and get in touch.

The result wasn't beyond his expectations—Jiuyou didn't even put up a fight, directly accepting Chen Long's handling and letting him act boldly, with all consequences falling on him.

He also mentioned that he would soon contact the Pioneers' people to explain the situation and let them work without worry.

All set—what's there to worry about? Today we're definitely going to pull off a big show.

Chen Shicheng walked up to Chen Long, patted his shoulder, and said, "Keep an eye on these people—don't let a single one escape, especially the one called the Son of Heaven, because the Pioneers will be sending someone over later, and..."

He glanced at the silent scene where even a dropped needle could be heard, smirked slightly, and said, "Jiuyou of the Iron Blood Great Wall said you did great—you didn't embarrass the government organization; keep it up!"

Dong Can stared up in astonishment, Mao Tu's body trembled slightly, and Shuigu Tang's eyes were on the verge of tearing up.

Chen Long blinked blankly, looking at the hand on his shoulder; after a moment of dazed confusion, his whole body shook with excitement.

Even if he had previously treated Chen Shicheng as a big shot, once these words were spoken, what big shot? That simply doesn't deserve to describe his son rat's dad, it's a god!!! (End of chapter)