"What kind of help do I need?" I asked bluntly.

"It's mainly about the funding. At present, my personal funds can only make two 'collars', one of which is used to kill high-definition Huawei. The last one in your hand." Wei Wenlong said slowly, "The second is a hidden warehouse. The less traffic, the better, but don't be so remote that you can't receive wireless signals."

"That's all?" I raised my eyebrows, "Do I need to help you with the computer processor?"

"Not used for the time being." Wei Wenlong shook his head slowly, "In terms of computers, I already have two AWm17xes with a 16-core MacPro."

"..." Wei Wenlong's answer surprised me. From Wei Wenlong's answer, I can tell that most of this guy's savings are spent on high-end computers. "No wonder you can easily design a 'collar' and analyze the long-term mechanism of future organizations. As expected, the hardware support is strong enough."

Wei Wenlong kept silent and just smiled calmly.

The breeze moved gently, and the shimmering sound of chickens crowing in the distance came from the distance. Wei Wenlong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cloak fell behind. While his hair was dancing, he raised his head and looked at the white white fish that began to appear at some point:

"My plan is very simple throughout my life. If your soul-catching technique does not have any other betrayal, we will acquire a large listed company in two months as our source of funds for future development."

"Two months?" I raised my eyebrows, "Two months... it's too long. If I have prepared well, I think it only takes half a month to choose a suitable company, break into it, and clean it up. In the Yangtze River Delta, there are many business gangs, and the underground forces are not as good as those of Northeast China and Sichuan and Hong Kong. If it is the first stop to start from scratch, it is also suitable. However, Wenlong, you should also know what we lack the most now, right?"

"I know." Wei Wenlong nodded slowly, but his eyes were extremely deep, "A team."

"That's right. A team. An elite team. This is the resource we lack the most now." I sighed, "What we lack is not funds, information, or connections... I can do all of these. What I lack most is an elite team that belongs to us, a team composed of elites selected from one in a hundred. If I want to build an organization that can stand firm, I don't want to contain too much water, and I don't want the members inside to be half-baked and scrambled. Character background is second. As long as we control it properly, we can eventually control the trend, but our ability is an unchangeable basic value. Once we want to absorb it, we must absorb the elite."

"So, Wenlong, my plan is that in the same two months, I will form an elite team, at least ten talented roles in all aspects, and run-in to form an executive team, and the circle of spider webs that are the center of your spider web development model. As for the later enterprise capture plan, it can be postponed. In addition to the most primitive fuzzy function allocation model of underworld 426, 415, and 432, the elites also need the Technical Department, the Personnel Transfer Department, the Finance Department, the Investigation Department, and the Inspection Team of the Supervision Department that can perform dual-regulation work similar to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to ensure the normal operation of the organization. Finally, there must be the lowest-level 49zi, and the 'mountain police team' led by 426."

"Crossing Police Team?" Wei Wenlong seemed to be very novel about this statement.

"Yes, Mounted Police. This is the key force of our organization..." I smiled slightly and said, "Before Louis XVI was sent to the guillotine, that is, before the outbreak of the French Revolution, Mounted Police was a weapon specially used to maintain corrupt governments and depraved upper classes, but it was also the only force of faith and dependence on the conservative and suffering people, and it was a contradiction."

"Of course, unlike the Mounted Police Force that maintained the power of the nobles and the king-controlled government during the French Revolution, the Mounted Police Force I want to form is synonymous with violence...that is, an army."

"Army..." Wei Wenlong said the word twice and then remained silent.

"Yes, the army." I smiled, "I don't want to use backward bricks, control knives or arm trots and hockey sticks like gangsters or uncontrolled kids fighting. At most, use some ether, recurve bows or old-fashioned hunting rifles. If you want to play, play big. I want genuine and authentic armed troops, even...the best sharp swordsman."

Wei Wenlong held his chin with his thumb, held his index finger in his mouth, and gently bited it with his teeth. After a while, he suddenly turned his face and looked at me. A pair of amber eyes looked at me steadily, and he said word by word:

"You're crazy."

But there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Crazy, isn't this your favorite word?" I smiled.

Hearing my words, a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of Wei Wenlong's mouth, but then he turned back to calm. Absolute calmness and rationality are the personality traits of Wei Wenlong. Even when I talked to him about such a long-term and grand plan, he could control his emotions in time. It is not without reason that I can trust Wei Wenlong.

However, Wei Wenlong’s only weakness...is Xiaotian.

"Yes, I like it." Wei Wenlong slowly breathed a cold breath, but the darkness and coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.

I patted Wei Wenlong on the shoulder and encouraged him:

"Put this a little dark black in the world. Let the other blacks feel ashamed."

Wei Wenlong's chest was slightly undulating, his body was erect, looking at the brighter and brighter white in the east, this time, he was silent like never before.

This is the longest time that Wei Wenlong has been silent tonight.

After being silent for nearly five minutes, Wei Wenlong spoke:

"Hey, life."

When Wei Wenlong's words sounded, a gust of night wind blew, blowing open my clothes, and a few cold winds penetrated into my body, making me shivering slightly.

"Um?"

"A lifetime... in secular terms, we are not good people anymore, right?" Wei Wenlong turned his head slowly, looked at me and asked.

"Good man?" I smiled, "At this point, do you still believe in the concept of good and evil instilled in compulsory education? Let's not talk about the fact that good and evil are not clear boundaries from Buddhism to good and evil. All things are just mindful. After Yanyan died, I understood an obvious truth, that is, there is nothing to do with good and evil in this world. Holding a strong and supporting the weak is not good, that is, it is just sympathy and charity. Bullying the weak with guns is not evil, it is just power unique to the strong. In primitive society, in the Cretaceous period, in the Jurassic period, in the earlier Triassic period, this

There is only one rule in the world, that is, "the strong prey on the weak and the survival of the fittest". There is no distinction between good and evil. Good and evil are just the ignorant lies that are built up in order to avoid mutual harm due to resource restrictions within human society. In order to avoid mutual harm, we finally check and balance each other, and we have fabricated hypocritical ideas and instilled in the next generation of ignorant lies. In addition to biological instinctive compassion and family protection emotions, morality must be based on food and clothing. You are clearly aware of the obvious and simple truths of "hungry people are unethical" and "need five-level theory" but have raised questions. Isn't it ridiculous?"

"Yes, it's ridiculous." Wei Wenlong smiled innocently. At that moment, he smiled a little like a child.

After a while, he sighed:

"I just worry about Xiaotian. In this cruel world, she is so weak, I worry that she won't survive."

Wei Wenlong's voice gently tugged my heartstrings and evoked some memories of me.

Everything in the world has inertia. When this inertia falls on people, it becomes a dependence on the situation of life. When a person gets used to a certain life and is accustomed to someone being around him, the moment he loses it will make a friction-like hoarse cry.

I followed Wei Wenlong's gaze and looked towards the sky.

At this time, the dark night sky in the west was still twinkling, while the waning moon in the east had sunk, and half a round of fish white had risen at the end of the city.

"Safe, I believe you two will meet again in the end..." I said slowly, and as I said, I patted Wei Wenlong's shoulder, "Mr. Fan gathered three times, Mr. Deng rose three times, Wenlong, look at the tides in life, aren't it very similar to the process of sunset, moon rise and moon rise? The sun rise and moon rise and fall? The sun and moon rise and fall, how can life be smooth? No matter how far the world is, it is not as good as life and death. You and Xiaotian can meet again, my sister Yanyan... But I will never have a chance to meet again in this life."

Hearing my words, Wei Wenlong's body straightened a little, and his face didn't look very stiff. He nodded slowly.
Chapter completed!