Dream Guide

Xia Bozhou tried his best to stay calm. Decades of cultivation made him look calm on the outside. He looked up at Qingmu and said, "It's a bit interesting."

He only said that it was interesting, but did not say that you won. It was not that he wanted to cheat, but that he felt that the old man's safety was too important, and although the methods shown by this young man were magical, they were not the right way in his eyes.

"As the saying goes, 'Win with righteousness, win with surprise', you can win by surprise today, but the surprise will not last long, just like a magic trick. Once it is revealed, it will not be surprising, and people will naturally have ways to deal with it. Regardless of the country, family or individual, If you want to gain a lasting foothold, you must rely on strength and a righteous path that can last for generations to come, rather than relying on conspiracy and tricks.”

Xia Bozhou did not become weak because of Aoki's condescension. Instead, he talked eloquently and talked about great principles. Xia Wenyuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair on the second floor, nodded and smiled frequently.

Qingmu helped Xia Boxu dust off the cigarette ashes on his shirt, and with a small butt of the cigarette still in his mouth, he said, "Do you think I'm doing a magic trick?"

Perhaps it was because the fallen cigarette ashes still carried sparks, but a small hole with a circle of burnt yellow was burned out of the white shirt.

Xia Bozhou was a little angry, not because he felt sorry for Shirt, but because he felt insulted. However, he tried his best to control his emotions and said, "Just because I can't see it right now doesn't mean I won't be able to see it forever."

Aoki nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, so let's do it again. You should prepare yourself carefully and see if I am doing any magic."

As he spoke, he straightened up and walked back to where he was before. He just stood there lazily, with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, as if he had never moved.

Xia Bozhou looked at Qingmu and always felt that something was wrong. As he thought about it, he suddenly realized that something was wrong - the cigarette in Qingmu's mouth was half-burned, with half of the ash hanging in front of it.

Look at Xiao Wang again, standing there calmly, not moving a step.

Xia Boyu understood instantly that what had just happened was just an illusion.

He took a deep breath, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the ending of a suspense movie. However, when he looked down at his shirt, his heart started to beat loudly again - on the originally smooth and smooth white shirt, a small hole burned by a cigarette butt had been left at some point.

"Xiao Wang, what happened just now?" Xia Bozhou asked.

Xiao Wang looked confused: "Nothing's wrong, Director Xia!"

Xia Bozhou felt a little evil, and saw Qingmu walking over again, adjusting the collar of the first bodyguard, exactly the same as before.

"Xiao Wang, did you see him coming?" he asked again.

Xiao Wang said: "I saw it."

"Why didn't your people stop him?"

"I'm stopping you!"

As Xiao Wang said this, he took a step forward and stood in front of Xia Bozhou.

"Is he stopping you?"

Xia Bozhou felt extremely strange. Those people were clearly standing there, but Xiao Wang said they were stopping them. He saw Xiao Wang standing there, with his hands clenched into fists, the muscles in his arms tense, and beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

However, at this time, Aoki still looked lazy, walking towards him kicking. When Xiao Wang passed by, Xiao Wang turned a blind eye, as if Aoki was a transparent person.

Qingmu came to Xia Boxu again, leaned over and asked, "Do you still think I'm doing a trick?"

The long ash fell down and landed on Xia Bozhou's white shirt, but this time it landed on the left chest, which was exactly symmetrical with the right chest last time.

"Is this...an illusion?" Although Xia Bozhou still remained calm, his tone was no longer as confident as before.

He unconsciously looked at the cigarette ashes that fell on his shirt and touched it with his hand. The fingerprints were covered with gray powder, leaving a stain on the shirt with a small burnt hole in the middle. This feeling is so real.

Aoki smiled and said, "Can we declare the winner or loser?"

Xia Bozhou closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm down his somewhat dazed spirit and panicked heartbeat. At this time, he heard the tapping footsteps again, and then the mountain-like pressure on his chest disappeared.

He opened his eyes and saw Aoki back to where he was before, standing unsteadily with his hands in his trouser pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, half of the ashes crumbling.

Xia Bozhou looked down at the two smoke holes on his shirt, still wondering what was going on. If it was all an illusion, where did these two smoke holes come from? If it wasn't an illusion, the young man's cigarette would still be in his mouth untouched!

"You are indeed very powerful." He said.

Aoki said: "You don't seem to be completely convinced."

Xia Bozhou said: "If your ability is normal, I am convinced. I believe you can be anyone's bodyguard."

"He can be more than just a bodyguard!" Xia Wenyuan's voice came from upstairs.

Everyone looked up, but saw no one. After a while, the elevator door opened, and Xia Wenyuan controlled the smart wheelchair to get out of the door.

"Dad -" Xia Bozhou shouted, quickly stood up and ran over to hold the wheelchair, "Why did you come down alone, where is Li Wei?"

Xia Wenyuan said: "You have brought so many bodyguards into the house, what do you want Li Wei to do?"

"Oh, what Xiao Wang and Li Wei said hello was to let them have a discussion with Mr. Aoki. There is nothing else. Aunt Xia can bear witness."

Xia Bozhou saw that Xia Wenyuan was unhappy, so he motioned with his eyes to Xiao Wang to let everyone out.

Xia Wenyuan asked: "Have you finished the competition?"

Xia Bozhou said: "It's over, it's over, it's okay."

But Qingmu said: "Dr. Xia, you haven't announced the winner yet!"

Xia Bozhou said: "Is winning or losing so important?"

Xia Wenyuan said: "Since the rules have been set, there must be a result."

Xia Bozhou said with some embarrassment: "Dad, you can give up if you want. I am convinced of Mr. Aoki's ability, but I still... don't feel at ease if I leave your safety to him!"

Xia Wenyuan said: "Integrity is the most important thing for businessmen, and this is also the foundation of our Xia family. You will shoulder the burden of the entire family in the future, and you cannot lose your duty. If you don't understand this truth, don't think about the position of the clan leader. .”

Xia Bozhou beamed with joy and said: "Dad, I know. Don't worry, I will definitely give him the money I promised him. I will ask the finance department to allocate 50 million to him soon, but for your safety..."

Aoki chuckled and said, "So this is what you really think!"

"What are your true thoughts?" Xia Bozhou was inexplicably panicked.

"The subconscious mind doesn't lie. It's very rare for you to think about honesty. There's nothing wrong with being the successor of the Xia family in the future!" Aoki said.

Xia Bozhou turned around and stared at Qingmu fiercely. He wanted to ask him why he was talking nonsense, but his heart suddenly started beating wildly.

When he saw Aoki, he stood there lazily, with his hands in his trouser pockets and a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, with half of the ashes shaking.

And he was sitting on the sofa, with Xiao Wang and his bodyguards scattered around him, ready to go.

Xia Bozhou's heart beat harder and harder, and his breathing became rapid. He turned his neck with difficulty and looked up to see Xia Wenyuan on the second floor, sitting in a wheelchair looking at them. Li Wei stood behind Xia Wenyuan.

"Can we declare victory or defeat?" Aoki asked, and as his lips trembled, half of the cigarette ash fell to the ground.

Xia Bozhou's chest heaved violently and he looked down at his shirt.

The shirt was smooth and smooth, as white as snow, without any stains.

"You win." Xia Bozhou said.