Chapter 3160: The Fear Brought by Instinct! It's Already a Sickness!

Now, the loyalty Wang Hu was showing was something Wang Canghai had not anticipated; under this premise, Wang Canghai could overlook those matters.

At least, under the original circumstances, Wang Canghai would have given Wang Hu a reward, but thinking of this, Wang Canghai's eyes lit up.

Since Wang Hu now submitted to all his commands, some rewards could naturally be handed out at will; even if it was only verbal, Wang Hu would be deeply grateful — of this, Wang Canghai was absolutely certain.

After thinking this through, Wang Canghai said casually: "Wang Hu, this time as long as you lead these men and follow me wholeheartedly, I definitely won't treat you poorly."

Wang Hu nodded repeatedly, and Wang Canghai continued: "Becoming the next Mr. Wang is not even a problem."

Hearing this, Wang Hu's eyes lit up, thinking to himself this was exactly what he wanted, and at the same time he told himself more than once in his heart.

If he were allowed to lead Wen Quan, then the Wang family would definitely continue forward far better, rather than being as hesitant and indecisive as Mr. Wang; this time Mr. Wang's choice to throw in with the Zhang Lin Society's official side was exactly the point Wang Hu found fault with.

Actually, if it weren't for this matter, Wang Hu at that time wouldn't have so wholeheartedly believed that Wang Canghai was Wang Canghai; even with the clearest explanation, anyone would have to keep some guard up.

Yet Wang Hu seemed to be just that foolish, but in reality Wang Hu had merely made a subjective choice, hoping to be actively brainwashed.

That's how today's matter came about; if you call it awkward, it's awkward, if you call it deserved, it really is deserved — the reasons behind it are not unrelated to the orders Mr. Wang gave, but many things still speak to cause and effect.

But now Wang Canghai was extremely pleased with himself; seeing Wang Hu so excited, he patted the other's shoulder — a person loyal to him whom he had brainwashed was this easy to control.

Wang Canghai finally regained a bit of his old feeling, and at the same time that confidence was sprouting bit by bit; moreover, Wang Canghai was convinced that perhaps early this morning, once he arrived in Sichuan and got off the plane, he could call Zhang Lin right away, because Mr. Wang's side would definitely take the initiative to contact Zhang Lin.

Although Wang Canghai had thought before that if Mr. Wang were truly brain-dead to that extent and didn't contact Zhang Lin, then the gains Wang Canghai obtained would be the greatest.

But on second thought, Wang Canghai shook his head; his understanding was very clear — Mr. Wang wouldn't be foolish to that degree, he would certainly weigh the pros and cons involved.

Then make the choice most beneficial to himself; this analysis came not only from his own subjective view, but also from an objective overall understanding of Zhang Lin.

Because Zhang Lin was not the type to see enemies in every shadow, nor would he carry such heavy suspicion; even if he had doubts, he would still leave people corresponding opportunities.

This was another point Wang Canghai found fault with Zhang Lin over — he felt Zhang Lin didn't strike hard enough; under such circumstances, those people were destined to stab him in the back sooner or later.

This was the judgment Wang Canghai made at the beginning, but later everything proved that Wang Canghai had slapped his own face.

Not only was Zhang Lin not stabbed in the back, but the people under Wang Canghai kept betraying him; his initial self-understanding was that to control people's hearts one must coerce them, hold in one's hands the things they considered valuable or cared about, and then Wang Canghai was certain those people would obey his commands one hundred percent.

Wang Canghai's approach might not be wrong, but once a stronger opponent appeared, that opponent would constantly dissect the whole situation, and then reduce Wang Canghai to today's awkward state.

Wang Cen and Su Nan were the most typical examples; at that time Wang Canghai hadn't even had time to feel pleased with himself — the two people he thought he controlled, who could even help him complete the next comeback, hadn't even been gone for more than ten hours before they directly knocked him back to square one.

Thinking of this, Wang Canghai's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and at the same time he hurriedly wanted to stand up, because once he thought of the things Zhang Lin had done before, including the pits he himself had stepped into.

Wang Canghai had already subconsciously developed muscle memory; he didn't want similar things to happen again, yet he couldn't suppress those thoughts he once had.

Wang Canghai took deep breaths, constantly adjusting his emotions, as if this had already become a kind of illness for him, and this was also the reason he dreaded hearing Zhang Lin's name.

He could imagine it himself in his mind, and for him that was already enough, but other people just had to bring it up — then he couldn't possibly not be angry.

And now Wang Canghai was thinking of these things again, just because the matter with Su Nan and Wang Cen before had indeed given him a wake-up call; if this time it was also like before, Zhang Lin currently didn't know the inside story — once he learned everything tomorrow morning, would he once again turn those people in Wang Canghai's hands?

This was what Wang Canghai worried about most; clearly Su Nan and Wang Cen had been fine before, yet in the end the result turned out that way — he kept shaking his head.

Trying to shake Zhang Lin out of his thoughts, throughout the whole process he told himself more than once not to think about those messy things anymore.

Because falling into that endless mental drain was of no benefit to him, but Wang Canghai just couldn't suppress such feelings.

Wang Hu noticed something was off, and hurriedly asked: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Canghai waved his hand; naturally he wouldn't tell Wang Hu what he was thinking at this moment.

The next moment he closed his eyes, his breathing no longer so rapid, barely calming down, and Wang Canghai kept telling himself that the reason Su Nan and Wang Cen turned out that way before.

It was simply because he wasn't on the scene; controlling things remotely by phone would inevitably lead to corresponding deviations, but this time was completely different.

Wang Canghai was personally on the ground, able to take charge of everything himself; under this premise, he believed no unexpected trouble would appear, and even if Zhang Lin truly had heaven-reaching, earth-penetrating abilities, he couldn't possibly turn a Wang Hu who was so loyal to him.

After thinking this through, Wang Canghai's overall situation was no longer so tense.

Looking at the Archaeology Team One at this time, they were braving wind and snow, traveling through the night — this was inherently dangerous, but not a single person complained; they all hoped to quickly reach the hinterland of Three Saints Mountain and see if they could find an entrance.

At this moment a accompanying personnel ran over and asked: "Captain Wu, if we reach Three Saints Mountain, should we set up camp there, or find a way to go in? We haven't rested and reorganized for a very long time now."

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