Bringing Beauty To Infinity

  Lin Yufei looked at him without saying a word, slowly pulled out the Tang knife, held the tip of the knife, and handed it upside down to a soldier. After the soldier took the knife, he looked at the scabbard around his waist, indicating that it was also considered a dangerous item. Lin Yufei smiled slightly, raised his hand, instantly grabbed the Tang knife, put it back into the scabbard, and then put the knife and scabbard back into the soldier's hand.

   This soldier only felt that his eyes were blurred, his wrists numb, his hands lightened, and then heavy again. Looking down, he saw that the Tang knife had been put back into the scabbard and appeared in his hand at the same time.

   After a series of actions were completed, the other soldiers reacted. All guns were pointed at Lin Yufei at the same time, and everyone was sweating coldly on their heads.

   The action of grabbing the sword just now, returning it to its sheath, and sending it back again is too fast, and it doesn't look like a human at all. If he wanted to be detrimental to the general, ordinary soldiers simply couldn't stop him.

   This writer Yu is a top danger!

   Aware of this, the soldiers are all facing the enemy.

   The muscles on Stoke's face moved, he waved his hand, forced a smile and said, "Writer Yu, don't take it offense, soldiers are more sensitive. Come with me."

   Seeing that Stroke did not disarm the soldiers at all, Lin Yufei secretly despised the general. At the same time, no one else followed him, as if all the soldiers did not exist.

  As the general entered a conference room, the big screen in the conference room was showing comics page by page, just like the works of Lin Yufei. A teenager in a wheelchair turned his back to everyone, watching intently.

Stroke greeted Lin Yufei to sit down, smiled and said to him: "Writer Yu, this is my son, he is your book fan, I have to come and see you today. You see he is a poor child, let him see you On the one hand, let's talk about business later." After speaking, he leaned into the boy's ear, whispered a few words, and then stepped aside.

  The boy turned around slowly and looked at Lin Yufei with a smile on his face.

   "You like my book very much?" Lin Yufei asked.

  The boy nodded.

   Seeing that the boy didn't speak, Lin Yufei asked suspiciously, "I'm sorry, may I ask if you can't speak?"

  The boy's face was gloomy and he nodded lightly.

   "Oh, take the liberty, do you have all my books?"

  The boy nodded with pride, and then his eyes gestured to General Stoke, who was standing beside him. The general was puzzled and looked at him suspiciously. The boy's face showed anxiety.

   "Want my autograph?" Lin Yufei laughed.

  The boy's face was full of joy. General Stryker next to him immediately took out a pen and paper and put it on the table.

  Lin Yufei waved his pen, then pushed it in front of the boy and said, "Keep it well, I don't have much handwriting."

   Stroke immediately put away the pen and paper and stepped aside.

   "What else do you want? I can do whatever I can to satisfy you." Lin Yufei looked at the young man with a kind expression on his face.

   The boy blinked and gestured to his father.

   Stroke looked happy, leaned over to Lin Yufei, and said softly, "Writer Yu, my son's greatest hope is for you to be a guest at home."

  Lin Yufei smiled and said, "It's my honor to be a guest at my book lover's house. It's totally fine. Then, General, can we talk about business?"

"Yes, Writer Yu, in fact, the purpose of our invitation to you is very simple. We understand that you are a master fighter, so I hope you can give some pointers to the boys here." Stroke smiled and took out a He handed the document to Lin Yufei, and continued: "Look, this is an agreement, and the remuneration has been written. If you are satisfied, you can sign it."

  Lin Yufei took over the agreement, glanced at it quickly, nodded to express his satisfaction, and signed his name on the back of the agreement.

Stroke picked up the agreement, read it carefully, smiled with satisfaction, put it in the leather bag, smiled and said to Lin Yufei: "Writer Yu, now that our business is done, do you think we can be satisfied? My son's wish? He has a lot to say to you, all on the computer at home."

   "Well. Okay, General, shall we go now? As a writer, I am so excited to be invited by book fans." Lin Yufei couldn't wait to stand up.

   The boy's eyes were full of excitement, Stroke hurried over to push the wheelchair, and the three left the conference room.

  Outside the conference room, Stroke personally took the Tang Dao from the soldiers and handed it to Lin Yufei.

  Lin Yufei took out the knife, checked it carefully, and hung it with the sheath around his waist. Following the two generals, they got on a luxury Cadillac.

General   's home is in a slightly remote suburb. It took more than two hours for the car to arrive at the door. This is a typical American villa. The main structure of the house is made of wood, exuding the unique fragrance of wood.

   Entered General Stroke's house, and Lin Yufei was taken directly to the boy's room. There are not many decorations in the room, but it is covered with large coloring pages of the aliens of the mutant wars, and even the sheets have a picture of a mutant summoning thunder and lightning. Obviously, this teenager is a die-hard fan.

  The teenager motioned Lin Yufei to turn on the computer with his eyes, indicating that there were some questions he wanted to ask him.

  After the computer is turned on, there is a very eye-catching text file on the desktop with the title "Want to ask Yu Writer"

   After opening the file, there are three questions above.

   First question: Does writer Yu have super powers?

  Lin Yufei looked at the boy and said, "Yes, I have super powers."

  Second question: What is Writer Yu's super power?

  Lin Yufei thought for a while, picked up the pencil sharpener on the table, scratched his finger lightly, and the wound quickly healed.

   There was a clear look in the boy's eyes.

  The third question: Are all the mutants written by Writer Yu all friends of Writer Yu?

   Seeing this question, Lin Yufei smiled and said, "There are thousands of mutants in my works. Where can I meet them? Some of them were written by me according to the prototypes on the news, and some were just imagined."

   At this time, General Stroke's voice came: "It's time for dinner, you can talk after eating." The general was wearing an apron at this time, standing in front of a table of sumptuous dishes.

  Lin Yufei pushed the boy downstairs, looked at the table full of delicacies and said, "How can I eat this?"

"These are all my son's requests, but not all of them. I'm not that skilled, and most of them are custom-made by the restaurant." General Stroke said with a smile, took the wheelchair from Lin Yufei's hand, and pushed the boy to the At the table, he motioned him to be polite and enjoy it.

   Having not eaten for most of the day, Lin Yufei really felt a little hungry at this time, so he sat down according to the words. Stroke poured a glass of brandy for him and himself, and raised the glass: "Writer Yu, thank you for your honor, toast to you first, you're welcome, just treat it like home."

  Lin Yufei said with a smile: "Then thank you father and son for their enthusiasm." After he finished speaking, he started to attack the dishes.