Big Data Cultivation

Rimu Group is a chemical group that involves many directions from raw material production to various medical devices.

The group has a lot of business in Modu, but its main business is a precision medical device manufacturing plant, which manufactures cardiac catheters and various intervention materials, and has a large share in the domestic medical market.

Interestingly, most of the technology of this group is not muddy local technology-this is a muddy company overseas.

Of course, this kind of thing at home and abroad is really not easy to distinguish, and the bones are still connected with tendons. Rimu also has funds, technology and personnel from the muddy locals, but ... mostly overseas.

The factory is not big, because raw materials are not produced here, and many intermediate products are not here. It is a simple ... just as it is an assembly processing plant, mainly to avoid high tariffs.

I wo n’t say anything about the medical devices. The key is that Tempura Luo Hao, the person in charge of the factory of the Rimu Group, is a crazy “return to the local school”.

Feng Jun once suspected that mud bombardment and surname like Tian Tian? It was later learned that the family name was tempura.

Anyway, this one is the master of "Mud bombards me thousands of times, I will treat Mud as my first love".

The factory is located on the outskirts of Modu, which is about 50 to 60 acres of land, and where Tempura Luo Hao lives, there are more than ten acres of land, but this is nothing. Everyone knows that the ranks of muddy people are strict.

Tempura Luo Hao ’s villa occupies a large area, and the yard is also well-maintained. The small bridge and flowing water have all kinds of paths. The style of the complete Suzhou garden is known at a glance. The owner is Chinese traditional culture. Loyal fans.

Feng Jun drove the time shuttle directly to the roof of the three-story building of the main house-not the balcony, but the roof.

The villa is heavily guarded. Although not many people are guarding, there are more devices such as cameras and infrared alarms than they just went to.

The roof of the building is a blind spot, because Luo Hao, the temptress, believes that no one can come down from the sky and come to his roof.

Feng Jun fell on the roof, Feng Jun was not in a hurry, but looked around.

This is a roof with a herringbone brick structure, not a platform. There is no room for activity on it, so there is no monitoring and alarm equipment.

While looking at it, Feng Jun felt a cold face and looked up, but there was raindrops in the sky.

In the Magic City in March, it is really normal to rain, and it is not normal to not rain.

Everyone stood on the roof tiles, silently watching the sudden spring rain wash the ground.

All five people have storage equipment, and most of them have taken out umbrellas to cover Gan Lin from the sky.

Feng Jun did not hold an umbrella. In fact, as long as he held up the gas field, the rain could not hit him at all, but he liked the feeling of being rained, which would make him feel an unspeakable joy, that is life Gas machine.

Interestingly, Ga Zi did not hold an umbrella. I wonder if he could feel this mystery?

But in any case, it is always good to follow the leader.

The five people were sitting on the roof like that, with different poses-if Zhongshi remakes "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", this is a good scene.

Zhang Caixin turned his back to the yard and faced the roof--because she wore high heels, she could only adopt such a posture.

But her feelings were very keen, and after about ten minutes of rain, her brows were frowned, "The temperature dropped ... a little bit faster."

Her words did not fall, a strange cold came suddenly, not only her, but others also felt it, and the good scenery could not help but shudder.

Feng Jun and Ga Zi's clothes were wet from the rain, and they were particularly sensitive to the cold. The two of them looked sideways, looking at a flat ground not far away.

The area is not large, it is less than 100 square meters. It is not as big as half a basketball court. It is a concrete floor. There is a basketball stand on the edge, and there are fitness equipment such as single parallel bars and cloud ladders. Outdoor exercise venue.

This is also the entire villa area, the only larger open space that is not covered by trees, but it is not too obtrusive. The ten-acre villa yard and a flat area for exercise are really normal.

However, at this moment, a thick white fog appeared on the concrete floor, and the white fog rose gradually.

The white mist is formed by the condensation of water vapor in the air. This point needs no elaboration. The point of the question is, what caused so much cold air?

Feng Jun put his fingers on his lips, made a silent gesture, and reached into his arms to touch the phone.

There was rain in his hand, but when he started sliding his phone, the rain disappeared.

At this time, still want to play mobile phone? Zhang Caixin whispered secretly. In fact, she knew long ago that Master Feng could perform some incredible operations through her mobile phone, but she couldn't help but just want to vomit.

After swiping the phone a few times, Feng Jun turned his head to look at the good scenery and spoke in a very low voice, "You are ready to record, others will protect Teacher Mei."

In such a short period of time, the white fog on the ground became heavier and heavier and colder.

Instead, Feng Jun relaxed and sat down on the roof, looking at the scene in front of him lightly.

Zhang Caixin was a little curious, and simply squatted down and asked softly in Feng Jun's ear, "What is that? Is the formation?"

Feng Jun nodded slightly, and then answered in a very low voice, "An incomplete formation."

Although his voice was low, everyone else had their ears upright, and they all heard it.

Ga Zi asked if he didn't understand, "Will mud bombers do this too? Is it a powerful formation?"

Feng Jun shook his head and replied in a deep voice, "It's not very powerful. You don't have to talk anymore. Look at it carefully to see if you can gain anything ... Such an opportunity is very rare."

When the white fog rises to more than one person, it will no longer rise, but there is a faint flow of white fog in all directions, but the strange thing is that the influx of white fog does not increase the concentration of white fog, but just makes the temperature drop again. some.

After another ten minutes, the white mist rolled up, like boiling water, like a wave of waves.

Then again, some white shadows appeared in the white mist.

As time went by, these shadowy shadows gradually solidified, and it could be seen that they were all silhouettes.

Everyone's attention was attracted by these shadows, one by one.

At this moment, Feng Jun's voice sounded faintly, "This is the remnant formation of the Yin and Yang of the son and mother, and borrowed the **** of the sleepy dragon formation. The people who set up the formation are not too low.

Zhang Caixin couldn't help but asked aloud, "Son and mother yin and yang array, isn't that the formation method shared by Qi and Qi? Why do I feel that this is raising ghosts?"

To be honest, among Feng Jun's disciples, Xiao Caixin is definitely the first person deserved. She not only cultivates fast, but she is also the one who knows the Daomen's books most.

——Because of her fast training, she can have a lot of leisure time to go through all kinds of classics. And unlike Hongjie, good scenery and other people, she has a lot of daily affairs to deal with, and she can study with undivided attention.

Because of this, she knows all about the lost formation of the Yin-Yang formation.

I don't know what is raising here! Feng Jun sighed softly, but spoke softly in his mouth, "Just look at it with peace of mind."

There is still a faint white mist pouring in from all directions, and the figure in the white mist on the concrete floor becomes more and more clear. It is a group of ragged people, but strangely, the clothes can be seen, but the appearance is not Obvious.

Fortunately, it was in the night, otherwise others would definitely see Feng Jun's complexion ... unusually gloomy.

I do n’t know how long after that, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside the white mist,

The black shadow is also an imaginary shadow, with a length of four or five meters, a human head snake body-and still two heads.

It appeared next to the white mist, writhing uncontrollably, very excited, and there was a low whine that sounded on it like a pigeon whistle from the sky in the distance.

As the whine sounded, the figure in the white mist became distorted, as if the road was exposed to sunlight in the summer, the scenery became distorted and drifted.

Immediately afterwards, the black mouth has a big mouth, sucking it fiercely against the white mist, and a lot of mist rushed into its mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After one breath, the other head opened his mouth again Suck it hard.

If there were several cycles, a mumble came from the room, "Anxious Sanaku short."

When Zhang Caixin went to school, the second foreign language of his elective course was mud bombardment. He heard the words whispered, "The people in the room said, let this shadow be quieter ..."

When the words came to one side, the shadow seemed to find something. As soon as he turned to look at the roof, the two heads and four eyes looked together, and his eyes were extremely cold and ruthless.

Zhang Caixin is also unambiguous, and it is necessary to inspire a thunder sign directly-in her understanding, the evil thing is most afraid of the thunder sign.

"Stop it!" Feng Jun sipped in a hurry, and shook his hand before he shook his hand.

It was the sound of the moment that had alarmed the people in the room. Someone asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Feng Jun was too lazy to answer, and directed a consciousness attack directly in that direction.

"Uh," the people inside took a breath and fell to the ground with a puff.

At this time, Feng Jun's bound immortal cable had bound the black shadow firmly-after all, it was nothing under the dust.

After the shadow was tied up, he kept struggling, and the sound of "whooping" became louder and louder.

"Come in for me," Good Scenery shook it at the beast bag.

However, to her surprise, she could not afford the shadow, "What is the reason? Because it has a magic weapon?"

"Is this a ghost?" Zhang Caixin tentatively said, "This kind of ghost-like thing, the spirit beast bag is enough to choke up."

Her words just fell, and someone outside the small courtyard asked aloud, using muddy words.

She didn't understand others, but she understood. She was asking over there, what happened here, do you want help?

She turned her head to look at Feng Jun, and whispered anxiously, "It's broken, and some people are suspicious."