For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

Shang Pengkun's ambition is undoubtedly revealed.

Yi Yan turned around and left after hearing this: "Keep it for yourself."

Being unified by the Tuanjian Organization would do more harm than good, and it was far beyond what a second-class source spiritual object could make up for.

"A week ago, Lisegao kidnapped and trafficked 23 people from Daxia. Three of them fell ill on the road, so they buried them alive on the spot.

In such a thing as trafficking, a human life is worse than a pig.

Patients are like sick pigs. In order to prevent infectious diseases, they usually...

When we arrived at the base camp, two people who were unwilling to give in had their hands and feet cut off in public. They struggled for several days and then died.

There were also two good-looking girls who were sent to the club, and one of them was tortured to death by seven big men. "

Shang Pengkun said as he pulled out bloody photos.

Let Yi Yan know that what he said was true.

In the photo of seven big men, because there were so many people, it was impossible to see the girl in it clearly.

But Yi Yan knew that the scene must be miserable, what a bunch of beasts...

What a damn Saigao organization. Yi Yan looked away from the photo and said:

“As far as I know, your Tuanjian organization is not much better.

If for this reason should I hack you to death first? "

Yi Yan is very sensible and will not fall into the trap casually.

"If you kill Richeault for me, not only can you get a bookmark, but you can also sign a cooperation agreement with our organization.

This is the agreement, take a look first. "

Shang Pengkun took out three pieces of paper with dense agreements on them.

It seemed like he was prepared.

This is a very humble agreement, and Qianlong Organization is completely the beneficiary.

The agreement stated that the team building organization is willing to sign a ten-year cooperation agreement with Qianlong.

During this period, the Qianlong Organization can station up to 50 professionals in Myanmar for a long period of time.

The Tuanjian Organization will correct its evil ways and give up all black income, and everything can be done under the supervision of the Qianlong Organization.

At this time, the Tuanjian Organization will sign a long-term cooperation policy with Daxia on behalf of the entire country, as well as various trade orders.

Finally, the Tuanjian Organization will hand over weapons, elixirs, ores and spiritual objects worth one billion every year.

It does seem sincere.

Yi Yan couldn't see any pitfalls in this agreement for the time being.

Ten years are enough for Qianlong Organization to lay a solid foundation here.

Ten years later, even if he wants Qianlong to withdraw, he may not be able to do so.

After signing the agreement, if he violates it, the Qianlong Organization will naturally have a way to make him pay the price.

Qianlong is the stronger party and is not worried that he will violate the agreement.

After looking at the bookmark, Yi Yan thought about it for a while and decided to agree to it.

"Okay! But I have to deal with the matter in the dark palace first."

There are priorities.

Things in the dark palace are obviously more important, so I don't know when the function and location of the formation will be completed.

Moreover, the requirements for this formation are so high, and the secret palace has been planning it for so long, there must be something fishy.

But Elder Huo is an epic powerhouse. Although his strength is a little worse than Elder Lei, he is not something he can deal with.

Yi Yan dialed Weng Tong's mobile phone.

Ring ring ring…

The cell phone without a ringtone rang a few times, and then Weng Tong's voice came:

"What's wrong, Yi Yan, have you found the sheep? If you find it, I have a follow-up task for you.

You have replaced Yuan Weida at the border for half a month. He is coming back to take annual leave. He just submitted the application.

It's convenient for you to be there, so I won't rearrange people. "

Is the task of love a serial scheme? Yi Yan rolled his eyes and said quietly:

"If Yuan Weida really submitted his annual leave application today, you would definitely not come to me."

Gan!

An ominous premonition arose in Weng Tong's heart: "What do you mean?"

Did this kid kill Yuan Weida?

By killing Yuan Weida at this time, Yi Yan was simply digging his own grave.

Yuan Weida's annual leave is indeed Weng Tong's excuse.

"Reporting to the third mayor, I discovered the conspiracy of the dark palace while doing the task.

Fulfilling his mission, he defeated the Lord of Tiancrying Island in the dark palace.

But the enemy is cunning, and he..."

Before Yi Yan's serious report was over, he was interrupted by Weng Tong:

"Oh... stop talking, just get to the point. What! What! Situation! Situation!"

There was an inexplicable impatience hidden in Mr. Weng's weak tone. He must be anxious to record a great achievement for me. Yi Yan said bluntly:

"Oh, I discovered Elder Huo from the Dark Palace.

They set up several large formations in secret and needed the blood of local creatures.

Currently, I am 1.53 kilometers away from Elder Huo, and we are about to face each other head-on.

Now ask for support from the headquarters. Don't worry if it's too late. I can open any door and pick you up. "

Hearing this, Weng Tong immediately became serious:

"Wherever you are, I will send someone to support you immediately.

Don't worry, can you still be bullied in Daxia?

There is no need for epic masters. I will arrange for a company of mecha masters to go over and ensure that he is beaten to death. "

An extraordinary mecha master, regardless of realm, can control mechas that are comparable to the pinnacle of extraordinary beings.

A bunch of extraordinary mecha masters, coupled with technological weapons that can cause damage to the epic warriors, can definitely chase the epic warriors.

Yi Yan offered an invincible flattery: "The old man is mighty, I am in the streets of ** City in Burma."

Weng Tong: "???"

"Where the hell are you?"

"Burma."

Weng Tong: "..."

Then why don't you just escape through any door and just carry it? Weng Tong was speechless to Yi Yan:

"Also, why did you run out of the country? Do you know this is an illegal entry?

If those crazy dogs from the Free Alliance find out, they will bite you in public opinion, and we Qianlong will also be very passive when the time comes.

You haven't passed your grounding period yet, so I can't intercede with you on this matter from the mayor or the mayor. "

"Don't worry, I always wear a mask." Yi Yan explained.

"What mask?"

"Wukong mask!"

Weng Tong: "..." What a Wukong mask.

What should I do if I suddenly want to retire?

This position is too tiring and prone to sudden death!

"Just leave this matter alone. It's not within Daxia, and it's not easy for our people to interfere." Weng Tong advised.

It’s not that he stood idly by, that was not Daxia’s territory, and the Qianlong organization could not blatantly cause trouble in other people’s places.

They are not those bandits from the Free League.

Although the big mayor makes trouble outside, it is usually profitable. In addition, he has to hide his identity to avoid public opinion, which makes him very constrained.

That's why the big mayor has so many foreign members.

"But one of their formations is located in Meili Snow Mountain. If you don't understand it..."

As soon as Yi Yan hit the point, Weng Tong immediately understood:

"Just wait, I'll find the big mayor to help you, you dare to cause trouble... kill them.

No need to ask any more questions. Once I figure it out, I will definitely remember you as a great contributor. "

Meili Snow Mountain is located in Daxia, so this matter must be clarified.

"Oops, the reinforcements are here." A teasing voice came.

Yi Yan looked up and saw a face so dark that his facial features could not be clearly seen appeared above his head.

Elder Huo (a black man) was standing at the window on the second floor of the hotel nearby.

He speaks fluent Chinese with a little bit of colloquialism, so he can be considered a very authentic Trump.

The Tian Cry he was holding in his hand, his limbs drooping, was most likely interrupted.

Are all the dark palaces so cruel to their own people? Or did Tianwei dig up his ancestral grave?

"Yi Yan, Yi Yan! What's wrong? Who's talking to you?" Weng Tong's voice came from the phone.

"It's Elder Angong Huo. Come and say hello, Mr. Weng." Yi Yan raised the phone to Elder Huo.

Elder Huo: "..."

Weng Tong: "..."

"Boy, do you know me?" Elder Huo was a little surprised.

By the way, aren’t the Daxia people face-blind to them?

Yi Yan grinned: "I have admired you for a long time."

Weng Tong said on the phone: "Yi Yan, hold on, I'll make arrangements as soon as possible...as soon as possible..."

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