Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1161: Chapter 682: Calm Before the Storm

"Stop."

Qing Chen halted in the shadows of a building, and everyone behind him came to a stop as well.

After several experiments, everyone had begun to learn to follow his lead.

At this moment, someone in the group asked, "Old man, what’s wrong with you?"

Qing Chen looked back and saw an elderly man, who had collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, pleading, "Don’t leave me behind, please take me with you!"

Qing Chen calmly looked at the four bodyguards of Chen Luwen: "Split one of you to carry him. If you can carry women, you can carry the elderly as well. After a short rest here, we’ll continue moving."

Wang Wenwen and Zhou Jieyi, the two female celebrities on the bodyguards’ backs, acted as if they heard nothing.

Chen Luwen instinctively wanted to argue but wisely chose to remain silent.

Without the Garrison Forces’ support, without communication, and without transportation, he knew he could only rely on this young man who’s calling the shots.

Chen Luwen figured that if he had a vehicle to drive to a secluded place, breaking through the blockade of the rat swarm and reaching the border checkpoint would be easy.

But unfortunately, in this city, 99.99% of the vehicles were electric cars, using wireless charging technology. Their in-car battery capacity was pitifully small, and with car manufacturers constantly downgrading, it’s a miracle to travel even a kilometer.

During the rest, Qing Chen turned back and asked, "Is there anyone among you named Yang Naixin and Yuan Gong?"

The refugees looked at each other, not knowing why he was looking for these two.

Only Zhang Mengchan knew the boss was trying to find the widow of the neurotoxin expert Yuan Yang.

Not being able to reach that building to find clues was the boss’s greatest regret at the moment.

Qing Chen repeated, "If anyone is named Yang Naixin or Yuan Gong, please step out with your ID card. I promise to get you to the moment the Federal Group’s army arrives."

But still, no one came forward.

Zhang Mengchan felt a bit sad for the boss: "Is there no hope?"

This person who had made plans for everyone, couldn’t even make a plan for himself?

However, Qing Chen shook his head: "Not sure, there’s still a glimmer of hope."

Zhang Mengchan was stunned for a moment. They were fleeing to the Sixth District, getting farther and farther from that building, so he didn’t know where this glimmer of hope could possibly come from.

But when he thought of the boss’s personality, and how the boss increasingly resembled that Shadow, it felt like things were far from over.

The refugees hid in the shadows of the building, everyone panting. This was a rare moment of peace amidst the disaster.

At this time, in the darkness, Chen Luwen slowly walked up to Qing Chen and very politely said, "Hello, I would like to discuss something."

Qing Chen gave an indifferent grunt.

Chen Luwen whispered, "With your and your men’s skills, you must belong to some consortium’s power. I haven’t seen you before, so it surely isn’t the Chen Clan. But it doesn’t matter; from the start of the escape, the group has grown from over three hundred to over four hundred people, and the number is likely to grow. You must know that keeping this many people alive is not easy. I propose a trade. How about you just take a few of us? I, on behalf of the Chen Clan, am willing to exchange interests with the forces behind you... just like how Deer Island previously traded with the Qing’s Family, we can offer a bit of core technology."

Chen Luwen adopted a very humble posture.

He still wasn’t sure about Qing Chen’s level, but among his four bodyguards, one was C-Class, the others were all D-Class.

The C-Class bodyguard said they couldn’t discern this young man’s strength; they hadn’t even reacted before their gun was seized.

Which means, the young man before him was likely B-Class.

Chen Luwen didn’t consider A-Class; one reason being that A-Class is very rare, the other is they rarely act alone.

Of course, even if Qing Chen was just B-Class, he’d still be stronger than all his bodyguards.

Plus, considering Qing Chen’s ability to predict the rat swarm’s movements, Chen Luwen knew he needed to rely on this young man to survive.

So his posture lowered even further.

Qing Chen leaned against the wall, using the first session of Zhunti’s Breathing Technique, quickly recovering the Knight Vital Energy he expended while manipulating the Puppeteer. He casually said, "Are you asking me to abandon everyone, and take you and your female celebrities? From what I know, you’re just a figurehead for the Chen Clan. What makes you think you can make promises? Do you just assume I’m an ordinary intelligence officer who doesn’t understand how your consortium operates?"

At this time, Qing Chen pointed at Chen Luwen and addressed the refugees, "This man wants to make a deal with me to only take him. I wonder what you all think about that."

The refugees were shocked. They never expected this glamorous congressman to do something so despicable.

The crowd was agitated; they were really afraid Qing Chen might abandon them.

"Keep your voices down," Qing Chen said expressionlessly, "Do you want to attract the rat swarm?"

The refugees quickly lowered their voices.

Chen Luwen, seeing Qing Chen act like this, hurriedly said, "If the consortium behind you finds out you gave up an opportunity to trade with the Chen Clan for the sake of civilians, how will you explain yourself?"

Qing Chen looked at him, puzzled, "Have you not been able to see my face clearly the whole time? Then take a good look at me now and see who I really am."

Chen Luwen was frozen. With the city lights out and Qing Chen always turning his back, he hadn’t had the chance to clearly see Qing Chen’s appearance.