Big Data Cultivation

Wang Qianqiu actually loves to coax and see Gao Qiang standing there, "Gao Qiang, your boss said, can beat more than a hundred of you."

Anyway, you are Feng Jun's deputy. This level of joke, isn't it right?

Gao Qiang's mouth twitched, and a weird expression appeared on his face, "Boss ... I prefer modesty, don't take it seriously."

"It must not be taken seriously," Cao Rui said with a smile. He is also a person who loves to exercise. "I think, Brother Gao, have you been a soldier?"

"Yeah," Gao Qiang nodded, silently adding three words: Special Forces.

"Then he can beat more than a hundred of you?" Cao Rui raised his eyebrows in disapproval. "Guangyongdui also laid him down. I never believed that there were a hundred enemies. One hundred you ... Can you ever do Tyson? "

Gao Qiang actually approved of Cao Rui ’s words. He learned killing skills. Instead of using a hundred of them, ten of them would guarantee the killing of Tyson. The point is that they can survive a few people.

But compared with Feng Jun ... Is that a purely different power system?

However, there are some things that he can't say clearly. He can only laugh, "Then you have to suppress him?"

"Huh?" Cao Rui came to be interested. When he was at school, he and Feng Jun also practiced Sanda for a few days, purely playing the kind of play. Anyway, they won and lost in half, and he felt that he won a little more when he won.

I heard that Feng Jun is doing well now, but he is interested. "Would you like Mr. Feng ... to push my hand?"

Feng Jun, but he didn't laugh-I will push my hand with you. In the future, my identity will be exposed. Others don't know how to laugh at me.

Instead, Gao Qiang would do things. He smiled and said, "In a few days there is a Longmen conference in Maoshan, which is a contest. If you want to find someone to push your hand, there are many masters there."

Cao Rui raised his eyebrows, apparently a little bit tempted, but finally sighed, "Forget it, when I went to school, I went and said, but now it doesn't work anymore. I have to make money every month to pay my mortgage."

When I said this, the sky darkened. The spotlight in the courtyard was turned on. Two large tables of ten in the courtyard began to serve cold dishes. Feng Jun led the students to sit, and the other table was His disciples and women.

All four male disciples were present, plus Chen Shengwang was five, and females were Red Sister, Good Scenery, Gu Jiahui, Yu Qingzhu and Li Shishi, and there was a small table next to them: Liu Yuting and Liang Siyu et al.

But it was Feng Jun who ate slowly at this table. The other two tables were generally full of wind and clouds, and the battle was resolved in forty minutes. Feng Jun ’s hot dishes had not yet been put together, let alone the staple food.

Bina glanced carefully. "They have a few dishes. Do it ... is it appropriate?"

"It's appropriate," Feng Jun laughed. "We are drinking, they are eating, and everyone's needs are different."

What he didn't say is that the food eaten by Gazi's table is several times more expensive than this table-the food at that table basically has aura. Feng Jun is actually very willing to spend money on cultivation resources.

At the classmate's table, there are not many aura meals. It is not that he is reluctant to spend money, but that they simply cannot bear too much aura-it may not be dead, but it will definitely trigger a violent reaction.

The two tables left after eating, because Feng Jun did not introduce it to everyone. The students knew very few people, and when they saw everyone was gone, Zhang Guofeng boldly asked, "Do n’t you, Director Yang, are you there?" ? "

"Huh?" Feng Jun gave him a strange look. "What are you?"

"The wagon has been settled. I want to thank Director Yang," Zhang Guofeng said with a smile. "I feel that the distance between the intercom should not be very far ... I thought she was in the manor."

Feng Jun pointed to Yang Yuxin who came out of the front building door with one finger, "That's Director Yang."

Yang Yuxin obviously also just finished eating, holding a tube of yogurt in his hand, while walking towards the outside of the villa, while snorting with a straw, a look of Youzai, casual movements resting on her, but seemingly generous .

Zhang Guofeng remembered to thank him, but was a little frightened, so he glanced at Feng Jun, "Boss Feng, will you go with me?"

Feng Jun raised his eyebrows a little, and thought he was a little bit of that, helped you solve the wagon, and now I still want to introduce you to you?

But then I thought about it. Isn't that the so-called friendship? What's the matter if you get on the horse again?

Anyway, thank you in person, this reason is also enough-do not thank the benefit, is it appropriate?

When Yang Yuxin was shouted, she was still a little surprised. When she heard Feng Jun say, it was the student named Zhang who would like to thank, and she knew what was going on—the opportunity was almost chanting.

She is not very fond of people who are intimate, but this is Feng Jun ’s face must be given. In fact, there are not lack of people around her who have taken the opportunity to get closer-the key is to see if you have that luck .

As a classmate of Feng Jun, you have this luck! So she smiled and said, "Take care of your hand, thank you Boss Feng."

You call him the boss? Zhang Guofeng's legs were so soft that he fell to the ground. "That, Director Yang, our Cardinal Luo said ..."

After listening to his report, Yang Yuxin smiled casually, "I can't fix the time when I return to my hometown. It depends on the situation, but if he wants to see me, he must take you, you understand?"

Zhang Guofeng bowed deeply, "Thank you, Director Yang."

"What are you doing?" Yang Yuxin frowned unhappily. "Stay focused!"

After she finished speaking, she turned away and said that the young man's actions were a bit excessive, and Feng Jun should not be angry with me.

Feng Jun also felt a little stunned, but he could understand Zhang Guofeng ... who let Ya enter the system? "Ok Guofeng, then drink it."

Zhang Guofeng was scolded, and he felt a little wronged. Finally, Yang Yuxin had a hint of humiliating him before, so his mentality did not collapse, but he was a little depressed, and he drunk a little after drinking.

While drinking, Yu Qingzhu pushed Yu Old out. The old man was over one hundred years old and had lived in the manor with a good spirit-no signs of landslide, it was already good.

During the daytime, he can walk around with the help of people, other times he is in a wheelchair.

Isn't this? Just after dinner, I want to go out to eat, and go back to take a rest at 8:30 on time.

Among Feng Jun ’s classmates, there were really capable people. Zhao Mingshun glanced at the old man, then at the same time, and then he took out his mobile phone and searched silently.

Everyone drinks a lot, but not too much. Feng Jun glanced at him, "What do you want to search, ask me."

Zhao Mingshun propaganda in the city, he quietly pointed to the old man, "This ... is very familiar, what is his surname?"

"Yu Qingzhu is his granddaughter," Feng Junbai glanced at him, "What do you say his surname?"

Zhao Mingshun actually had a guess in his heart. He also remembered Yu Qingzhu ’s surname Yu-but he did n’t know if it was Yu or Yu or Yu or Yu. When he saw the face that the old man seemed to know, of course he guessed his identity, but he could n’t believe it, so he wanted to Making sure.

Hearing Feng Jun ’s words, of course, he was sure, so he nodded and said softly, “It ’s the big boss ... this should be your foolish man, right?”

"Well," Feng Jun nodded casually, mainly because he was made a little passive by Zhang Guofeng, so he didn't want to emphasize Yu Yu too much-otherwise someone would take the opportunity to get close, and really couldn't afford to lose that person.

So far, he believes that he does not owe Yu Lao, and Mr. Yu has to find a sense of presence in him. This is something he can't bear-how can I say that I am also an immortal, what do you always call me?

In fact, to do things, Yu Lao is more willing to help others than Yang Yuxin, and he does not mind others being close to it-the joy of his life now is to brush up on these senses of existence, but Feng Jun does not want to use him.

Old children, or bear children, can't afford it, "It's not our barberry ... I'm not a barberry at all?"

Zhao Mingshun understands how the inspection people at the door came, and they can understand why they are not allowed to take pictures. This is a good place for this person to come in-taking pictures, what else do you want?

Yu Lao was already deafened, he could not see the situation and could not hear the communication, but he knew that Feng Jun had university classmates and came in the afternoon, so he asked Yu Qingzhu to push himself over and asked with a smile, "Boss Feng, is there a friend?"

The old kid didn't think of pranks, just to have fun.

With a loud bang, Zhao Mingshun even fell to the ground with a chair, only to feel his hands and feet sore, and did not get up for a long time.

"Master, don't dare to say that," Feng Jun said rightly. Although he always complained that the other party was not cultivating, the basic law of respecting the elderly and loving the young always said, "I have no talents, I can't afford you. Boss. "

"Humble, humble," the old man pointed at him with a smile. "Humility is a virtue, but if it is too much, it is hypocritical ... Our revolutionary comrades, have the courage to take on important tasks."

Feng Jun picked up the teacup next to the glass and drank it. He frowned and looked at Yu Qingzhu. "How much did he drink?"

"Three small cups," Yu Qingzhu carefully lifted his orchid finger ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ softly replied, "say happy today."

"He knows that wine is good today," Feng Jun sneered. Although Yu Lao's body is getting older, his sensitivity to Reiki does not decrease but increases, and it is also Lingjiu, which is the strongest tonic for the old man's body.

Lingmi Lingguo or something is also helpful to the old man's body, but too strong aura, he can't stand it, weak aura, and it is not easy to penetrate his qi and blood-there is no way, this is the case when people are old.

Only Lingjiu, in addition to Reiki, can also relax muscles and promote blood circulation, thereby promoting the absorption of Reiki.

However, Yu Lao's body could not bear too much alcohol, so he felt that today's spirit wine had more aura, and he himself was greedy, so he drank three glasses.

"I have said that he can only drink one cup, you let him drink three cups?" Feng Jun is helpless, "then you might as well give him two more cups ... let him cut my head with me to worship . "

(The third shift arrives, and the monthly ticket is called for the last thirty hours of the month.)

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