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"Huh?" Feng Jun heard the words and gave Yu Lao a strange look. "What are you talking about? I went to Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"Let's come, huh?" Yu Laoleng snorted. "Your little intestines can't hide me? Dare you say that tempura Luo Yong wasn't killed by you? Don't be nervous ... I don't have a recording device.

Feng Jun smiled, "The old man is very agile thinking, I wondered, you are good, if you want to stay with me, you have to add money ... I am serious, how about two million a day?"

"Huh?" Yu Lao exploded as soon as he heard it. "It's not very young, and his hands are black. If I live with me for a year, I have to ... more than seven billion yuan?"

"Do you think so? Even multiplication is remembered," Feng Jun said with a smile. "The effect is a bar."

Yu Laowen was not happy, "You guys are so pleased, do you know how many people want me to call you?"

Feng Jun looked at him with a laugh, "You know, no, how many people are ... staring at my cell phone signal? Father, this is all thanks to you."

Yu Lao lost his voice briefly. This was true. He did not reveal Feng Jun ’s number. However, on the other hand, people who knew Feng Jun ’s number increased too much in the short term.

This statement is not contradictory. People who pay attention to Feng Jun's number are only entitled to pay attention or monitor. They are not qualified to call Feng Jun. They can even say that if they dare to call Feng Jun, they simply cannot afford the corresponding consequences. .

And those who are qualified to call Feng Jun-or those who claim to be qualified to call, cannot get Feng Jun's number.

Yu always stopped some people from asking, but at the same time, he also exposed Feng Jun to many people's eyes.

Of course, he thinks this is not a problem-these people are not just concerned about you, these people are likely to help you when you encounter any risks!

Yu Lao believes that he has a say in this situation. With his status and influence, hasn't he been concerned every day? Freedom is not limited, not even based on his will-but there is no way, this is to protect him.

But now he realizes that others are not always willing to accept things he is accustomed to.

He pondered for a while and decided to rely on the old and sell the old, "This is for your own good, don't you know what's wrong!"

Feng Jun looked at him helplessly, "You think it's good, not necessarily what I think is good ... It's not good to have no recording equipment on the body."

Yu Lao shook his head, crying and laughing, "Nothing! I am so old, as to deceive you a little guy?"

Feng Jun looked at him suspiciously, "To be honest, I don't quite trust your ethics ... well, what do you want to know?"

Yu Lao asked very simply, "How many people did you kill in the mud?"

There is new news today. Qi Jian Da Bao, the deputy head of the Huaxia Business Class of the Overseas Wanderers ’Association, was found dead in Dongdu ’s dwelling without any injuries.

The huge eastern capital, the muddy capital, there are too many people dying every day, Qijian Dabao is not a famous person, he is also a social activist like Shirakawa, and he has no money-poorer than Shirakawa a little.

His influence is fully reflected in the Huaxia Business Class of the Overseas Wanderers ’Association, but in fact, even the organization of the Overseas Wanderers’ Association is quite marginal in the muddy locality.

His death could not be said to be normal, but it was not normal, so it did not cause much impact in the mud bomb,

But if other people do n’t pay attention to him, Huaxia will definitely pay attention to this person. However, although the Overseas Wanderers Association is a non-governmental organization, although Huaxia has paid attention, it has not reached the point of staring at him.

As soon as the news came back to China, Yu Lao was in these departments ... someone.

No need to find any reason, he made up his mind very naturally, and found Feng Jun to be the murderer.

He asked simply, and Feng Jun answered simply, "Four."

"Four ...?" Yu Lao was stunned again. It seemed that the information ability of the relevant department was still not strong enough. "Which of the four are the wanderers?"

"Of course," Feng Jun nodded naturally. "Am I the kind of person who likes to kill people casually?"

Yu Lao does n’t think there ’s anything wrong with killing. As mentioned earlier, his personal life is also close to three digits in double digits. As long as he is the one to kill, then there is no problem. He is very curious. For you? "

Feng Jun laughed, "Do you think I might tell you?"

Yu Lao raised his finger and pointed at him, "Look at your point of interest ... By the way, what are you doing with your rice?"

Feng Jun is highly consistent with Yu Qingzhu's cognition at this point. He thinks this matter cannot be told the truth, so he naturally answered, "Sell."

So much rice, how are you going to sell it? Yu Lao was also bored, so he had to ask questions. When he saw the Secretary of Life hurried over, he whispered something in his ear.

Then his face changed, looking at Feng Jun's eyes, and it became strange, "Araki Masao ... Did you do it too?"

Feng Jun glanced at the life secretary, then at Yu Lao, and pondered for a moment, his head nodded slightly-he could not believe the secretary.

Yu Lao was not afraid of this. He looked at each other with a smile, "Let me say what about you? That's ... that's who I am."

Feng Jun's face also became weird. "Isn't he, isn't he ... the speech has always been quite ... Isn't that so?"

Yu Lao looked at him helplessly, and shook his head for a long time, "You ... haven't you seen" Infernal Affairs "?"

Feng Jun raised his hand and patted his forehead, and then spread his hands, "I also ... wow, I was also investigated."

There are more than a dozen members of the Overseas Wanderers Association who live in the mud bomb. He is also screened. In addition to worrying about accidental injuries, he mainly has no time to kill so many people. Where can I think of it?

The two were relatively speechless, and then Feng Jun ’s phone rang. He walked away and answered the phone, "What's the matter, mom?"

Yu Laohe and Life Secretary are still squinting, and for a long time the secretary whispered, "Look at this."

"It's not a big deal," Yu Lao said indifferently. After all, he came out from the rain of bullets and bullets. It is more common to accidentally hurt the friendly army. "The key is ... the key is to establish a communication mechanism with this guy."

"I don't think it's easy to handle this matter," the secretary put forward his opinion. "He is not in the system at all. It is impossible to tell him so much secrets."

Yu Lao also has a headache. The effective communication mechanism is to tell the other party, who can kill and who ca n’t move, but as a result, a lot of highly classified intelligence will be leaked.

If Feng Jun is in the system, it ’s okay to say a little bit, but he is not only in the system, but it is also very difficult to control, “Yeah, the no-fly order has no effect on him ... just go anywhere. Mud bombing. "

After a while of silence, the secretary made a tentative suggestion, "Shall we ... absorb him?"

Old Master Yu glanced at him for a while, and then sighed for a while, "If he is willing, it is not impossible to operate, but the question is ... may he be willing?"

The secretary stopped talking, and the question was easy to answer-it was Feng Jun who left him, and it was impossible to be willing.

Do people lack money? Missing a house? Are you short of land? Or ... lack of women?

There is nothing lacking in others, not even asking for help, only others ask him-the old man in front of him has to ask him.

With such a relaxed life and an astonishingly high quality of life, how could such a master be willing to wear a tight spell on his head?

And you can't use force, once you use force, people may go abroad-the no-fly order is useless.

The secretary pondered for a while, and made another suggestion, "Will ... talk to him about tax?"

Old Master Yu glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "Nonsense, I can now understand why he doesn't want to go to Beijing."

The secretary nodded, "Yeah, he used to not go, now you don't want him to go."

That is the master who can kill indiscriminately in mud, not only with high efficiency and strange means, but also with a full tail ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ So many people go to the capital, how many people can't sleep?

Yu Lao's meaning is obvious. The mud bombardment provokes Feng Jun, and then ... that's it ...

Now you actually advise me to check his taxes?

He doesn't worry about what Feng Jun will do to him, the key is to such a person ... how can you have the idea of ​​finding fault?

The kind of killing invisible means ... It's good for this kind of people to stay in the suburbs of Zhengyang!

After a while, Yu Lao touched his stomach, "Hungry, it's time to eat, and communication is still necessary ..."

What he did not know was that his granddaughter actually had some communication with Feng Jun.

Before lunch at the next day, Yu Qingzhu said after seeing Feng Jun, "The refrigerator and the air conditioner have already been contacted. The sales season will be reached soon. If you want to produce, you will have to place an order. To determine the model ... And a deposit. "

This is also a customization, and manufacturers can fully understand the deposit.

Feng Jun raised his hand and pointed at Red Sister, "These models, just tell her ... she can make the call."

Refrigerators and air conditioners must have different models to ensure their universal applicability in the mobile phone plane. This kind of trivial matter, Feng Jun is too lazy to worry, and Hongjie is the only one who knows the secret of the mobile phone plane except for the good scenery People.

It ’s up to her to plan and use the model there

At this moment, Yu Lao next to him said, "It's nothing more than a refrigerator and an air conditioner. What deposit do I need? I paid the money."

Feng Jun and Yu Qingzhu turned their heads together and looked at him in surprise.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Yu Lao estimated that he had said something wrong, but he still rolled his eyelids and said in disapproval, "Why ... Is this old man able to afford this money?"

Yu Qingzhu shook his head and said with a smile, "Grandpa, that's 50,000 refrigerators, 50,000 air conditioners ..."