All of us are one

Chapter 14 My Goal is My Mentor

Jiang Yanming put the clothes back in the wardrobe, then changed his clothes, got some food, and went to the "general store" on the first floor where many weapons were stored.

Since it was morning, only Jiang Yi, the father, was in the shop, sitting on a chair behind the counter reading a newspaper.

"Father, do you have any special equipment in our shop?" Jiang Yanming asked as he approached the counter when no one was around.

"Special?" Jiang Yi put down his newspaper. "What aspect of it are you referring to that's special?"

"Such as signal jammers, electronic jammers, or even electronic pulse grenades launched from rocket launchers," Jiang Yanming asked directly.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this equipment?" Jiang Yi asked seriously. "Who told you I could get this equipment from you?"

"No, it's just that a friend of mine wanted it. He knows my family runs a 'general store,' so he thought he'd ask if we could get our hands on it." Jiang Yanming had already anticipated his father's reaction, so he directly gave the excuse he had prepared.

Whether the other person believes it or not, that's how he answers whenever someone asks.

"This equipment is hard to get your hands on," Jiang Yi frowned. "You're not telling your so-called friend that you can definitely get your hands on these things, are you?"

"No, not at all." Jiang Yanming shook his head.

"You absolutely have to help with this? Can't you just turn it down?" Jiang Yi asked.

"I'd like to, but..." Jiang Yanming shook his head slightly, not continuing, for too much talk could lead to mistakes.

"Alright, I'll figure something out." Jiang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly. "However, I can't guarantee I can get my hands on these, and this equipment isn't cheap."

Jiang Yanming thought for a moment: "He has some money. As long as the price isn't too outrageous, he should be able to pay in full."

"That's fine then." Jiang Yi nodded slightly. "I'll let you know when I have any news."

"Thank you for your trouble, Father," Jiang Yanming said, then added, "I have to go out for a while and won't be back for lunch."

"Okay." Jiang Yi nodded and sent a message on his phone.

A few minutes after Jiang Yanming left the shop with his suitcase, four regular customers entered the shop one after another. The last person casually hung up a "Closed for Business" sign as he entered.

The four of them stood around the counter, all looking at Jiang Yi on the recliner through the counter.

"Brother Zhou, could you please check who A-Ming has been clashing with recently?" Jiang Yi said softly. "He suddenly asked me today if I had any electronic jammers or electronic pulse rockets in my shop."

Someone frowned and asked, "From what you're saying, it's A-Ming who wants this equipment? He's gotten into a conflict with some people from the Four Nations Alliance?"

"We'll find out if we check," Li Kun interjected. "Aren't there a few new guys? Let's grab them and question them."

"Tsk, always coming up with bad ideas. Isn't catching the stalkers just alerting them?" The man shook his head.

"I'll have someone investigate, but some things aren't out in the open, and my people might not be able to find them," said the regular customer, referred to as Old Zhou.

"If we can't find it, then it means it's not really related to Ah Ming," Jiang Yi said slowly. "Just to be on the safe side, we still need to prepare those weapons and equipment in case of any accidents."

"Leave the weapons and equipment to me," Li Kun said with a smile. "I'm familiar with the people in the military technology sector, so getting these things done will be a piece of cake."

"I'll protect A-Ming these next few days," one of them said. "By the way, the Martial Arts Alliance sent word that Ling Heng... has met with A-Ming."

"Okay, I understand," Jiang Yi said calmly. "Thank you for your help with A-Ming's matter."

"It's nothing, not a big deal."

"We watched Ah Ming grow up, and we can't just watch something happen to him."

……

Jiang Yanming drove to the Jingtao Martial Arts School in the bay area.

"Senior Brother Jiang."

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Yanming first went to the training ground on the second floor, gave some pointers to a few people practicing boxing alone, and then went straight to the fourth floor.

Upon arriving at the fourth-floor lounge, he saw his senior brother Kotak resting inside. Seeing the slightly damp hair on the latter's forehead, he knew that the other had just finished practicing his boxing.

"Senior Brother," Jiang Yanming called out.

"Sit down." Kotak nodded, somewhat puzzled, "I heard from Junior Brother Qin that you used to come to the martial arts school very rarely, but lately you've been coming quite frequently."

"I have something to discuss with my senior brother this time, so it's not convenient to talk on the phone," Jiang Yanming said as he sat down.

"What is it?" Kotak finished his cup of tea, poured himself another cup, and poured one for Jiang Yanming as well.

"About what I asked you last time," Jiang Yanming said bluntly, "Does your promise to give me a discount still stand?"

"Are you really going to hire us?" Kotak asked, somewhat surprised. "I told you before, we don't come cheap."

"I understand." Jiang Yanming nodded. "I'll tell you the target first, and you can make an assessment and quote. If the price is right, I'll hire you."

"You don't need to tell me the specific target, just tell me a range, so that the information doesn't leak out later," Kotak advised.

"The target is a shareholder of a large company, and there is no apparent security force," Jiang Yanming said.

"A big company..." Kotak frowned. To be called a big company, one must be a behemoth with a market value of over 100 billion nars.

Of course, there are differences between large companies, and these differences are significant!

"Wait a moment, I'll have someone give me an estimate." Kotak took out his phone and sent a message.

Kotak received a reply very quickly.

"We need a deposit of one million Naores," Kotak said. "Our people will be responsible for collecting all kinds of information about the target and then making a quote based on the risk assessment."

"If you can't afford the price, this deposit isn't a waste of money; it's like an intelligence fee. We'll share some of the information we've gathered with you."

"No problem," Jiang Yanming said, then stood up and said, "Wait for me a moment."

A few minutes later.

Jiang Yanming carried a suitcase back to the lounge on the fourth floor.

"There are about 10 kilograms of high-purity gold here, worth more than 200 million Naals." Jiang Yanming placed the box on the table and opened it, revealing ten gold bars inside.

"Gold, a good thing." Kotak picked up one of the gold bars and weighed it in his hand, then smiled and shook his head. "Although I trust you, Junior Brother Jiang, I have to be responsible for the team, so I need to find someone to verify the goods."

"No problem." Jiang Yanming took out five gold bars and placed them on the table. "There should be one million Naals here. Keep them with you as a deposit."

"Junior Brother Jiang, you trust me that much?" Kotak asked, somewhat surprised.

"Someone as steadfast in his martial arts as Senior Brother would naturally not covet such wealth," Jiang Yanming said confidently.

"A steadfast heart for martial arts..." Kotak was taken aback upon hearing this, then couldn't help but laugh at himself, "Haha, so what if you have a steadfast heart for martial arts? In the end, you still only reach the Mingwu level."

Jiang Yanming remained silent.

Kotak quickly regained his composure, tidied up the gold on the table, and stood up. "Wait for my news. I estimate the results will be available in two or three hours."

"Okay." Jiang Yanming nodded and watched Kotak leave with the gold.

……

One o'clock in the afternoon.

The rest room on the fourth floor of Jingtao Martial Arts School.

"Junior Brother Jiang, the gold has been tested, and all five pieces are 99% pure." Kotak took out a pen and a contract and placed them on the table. "This is the security contract we booked. Take a look and see if there are any problems. If there are no problems, you can sign it."

After carefully examining the contract, Jiang Yanming discovered that it was merely a security reservation contract with a deposit of one million Naals, which was considered a down payment for the formal security contract. The contract also stated that the amount of the subsequent formal security contract would be reduced by the one million Naals deposit.

"No problem." Jiang Yanming signed his name directly.

"Alright, now you can tell me who your target is," Kotak said.

"My target is Taro Kuratl, a shareholder of the Victoria Group and a renowned professor of biological genetics at Crescent City University," Jiang Yanming said coldly. "He is also my mentor!"