Hero Cultivation System

When the lights come on, the neon lights of Anxuan Women's Beauty Salon flicker like in the past.

After the chaos of the previous two days, the beauty salon had to close down for two days. After spending a lot of money to hire computer security experts to check all the software and hardware to confirm that there were no problems, it resumed business today, but the number of people coming in and out was less than in the past.

many.

Fu Juan stood in the main hall with a cold face and looked at the few guests, feeling depressed in her heart.

Anxuan was hit hard this time. Although rumors spread quickly in Spring City, not only the main store but the other two branches also suffered a fatal blow. The customer loss reached more than 50%. I don’t know when it will be possible to return.

The original scene.

The worst thing is that she still doesn't know who attacked her. The computer security experts she invited are not even sure whether she was hacked or whether it was a system chaos caused by insufficient power supply as some people said.

Although Anxuan only accounts for a small part of all the businesses in Chengxi Branch, this is a business that she has created with great effort, which is very different from other businesses that were originally taken over. Moreover, Anxuan's success is the result of her success.

This is my best proof that she can also inherit the Jing'an Society.

Today she finally persuaded my mother to come over to support her, but she didn't expect that there would be so few guests. I don't know what she will say about her when she arrives.

Alas! I have no choice but to contact someone to come over to fill the scene.

The phone is ringing!

"Sister, I am Tiger. The people we sent to Li Bingyan have lost contact!"

"Who is Li Bingyan? Lost contact? What does it mean?" Fu Juan's mind was still occupied by An Xuan, and she didn't understand what the tiger was talking about.

"Sister, have you forgotten? Those 'truck drivers' who were absent from work!" Tiger emphasized the last few words.

Oops! How could I forget this?

After talking it over with my mother a few days ago, she told Tiger from Jing'an Freight to "deal with" these deserting truck drivers. To this end, Tiger even sent out his henchmen of the Evil Team. She originally thought that this was just a matter of whether they could be found or not.

, then I thought I would lose contact.

"Tiger, please speak clearly!"

"Sister, they called back this morning and said that they have been targeting the three of them in Erhua Town, Li Bingyan City, and they will take action when the time comes. But I have waited until now and still can't wait for their return, and

None of the people's cell phones can be connected, I think something happened to them."

"Something happened? No way. The captains and deputy captains of the Evil God Team were all personally passed down by the guild leader. I can't think of anyone near Spring City who can keep them."

Fu Juan is quite confident in the ten members of the Evil God Team. The two captains and deputy captains are my registered disciples. Even she may not be able to defeat them, let alone the other eight subordinates who are not weak in skills. Something will happen.

Very unlikely.

"Sister, have you forgotten? Li Bingyan City is the sphere of influence of the Qingcheng Sect." Tiger sounded worried.

"Qingcheng Faction?" Although the Jing'an Society is considered a Jianghu gang, Fu Juan usually doesn't pay much attention to this area, so she knows only a little about the Qingcheng Faction.

"Yes, eldest sister, the Qingcheng faction and Emei have been disapproving of each other for a long time. I'm worried that the Qingcheng people will take down the sword after the Evil God team shows it."

This was possible. Fu Juan thought about it and said to Tiger: "You think of a way to find out. If it doesn't work, send someone out to find out. Those three guys must make good arrangements."

"I know, sister!"

Huh! You must seal the mouths of these three guys! No wonder I said that I am not cruel enough to take this road. Why did I forget to clean up my hands after the action that day?

"Dysonly! Please get out." Fu Juan was thinking about what happened to the evil spirits team. Unexpectedly, there was a dispute from the front of the store, and the reception manager of the big building even flashed his Mi language to chase people away.

"What happened?" Pushing away the employees surrounding the store entrance, there were two foreign men and an Oriental face in front of them.

"Mr. Fu, these three men insist on coming into the store. I have tried to persuade the male guests to stop, but they still insist on forcing their way in," the manager of the restaurant said angrily.

"Got it, I'll handle it. Let's call the security guards out first, by the way! And my executive assistants, tell them to come down." Fu Juan had a bad premonition and thought she had to prepare for the worst.

"Ahem! You three gentlemen, our beauty salon is only open to male customers, so if you three have anything, please stand at the door and tell me!" Because there were two foreigners, Fu Juan was quite polite. If she had

She had kicked out the Chinese people long ago.

"Who are you?" Among the three people, two foreigners obviously didn't speak Mandarin, so they just stood aside with interest and watched a bunch of warblers and swallows chirping. Only this oriental face stood up and spoke Mandarin with a strange accent.

Ask her.

"I am Fu Juan, the general manager of our store. The three of you came to our store and do you have any advice?"

The oriental face is obviously Chinese or Chinese. The two foreigners next to him, one is almost 2 meters tall but as thin as a bamboo pole, the other is less than 1.7 meters but as fat as a ball. One is tall and the other is short.

It’s quite joyful to see foreigners who are completely opposite to each other standing together.

"We are from the United States. My name is Peter, the tall guy is Jeff, and the short fat guy is Ian. We are looking for the person in charge of Anxuan!" Peter's Mandarin was extremely weird, and Fu Juan had to spend a lot of effort.

Only then can you understand what he is talking about.

"I am the person in charge of Anxuan, what can you do with me?" Fu Juan's face turned cold, and her tone was completely different when she heard that she was from the United States.

"We came here to inquire about the cause of death of Rod and Angela." Peter said seriously.

"What are Rhodes and Angela? I don't know them." Fu Juan's expression became even colder. I guessed it right, that's what happened.

"Change your name! Maybe...Mr. Wu, maybe General Manager Fu already knows him?"

"I don't know! Our beauty salon does not welcome male customers, and of course no Mr. Wu will come here. If you three have nothing else to do, please leave the shop immediately and don't hinder our business." Fu Juan waved her hand.

see a visitor out.

Peter smiled and didn't care about Fu Juan at all: "I heard that Miss Jin went to Spring City Haitian Silver Building to exchange one million U.S. dollars yesterday. Does Mr. Fu know Miss Jin? If you don't have an impression, I have a photo here."

After saying that, he took out a photo from his pocket. The image on it was obviously that of Fu Juan.

Fu Juan was shocked. It was discovered that she had gone to the bank to exchange the one million U.S. dollars. Could it be that...the U.S. dollar bills were marked? Or had the numbers been written down?

Although her heart was shaken, Fu Juan's expression remained unchanged: "I've never heard of a million dollars. Security! Please ask these three gentlemen to leave our store."

"It's Mr. Fu!" More than a dozen security guards walked out of the store, each holding an extendable baton, and quickly surrounded the three people.

"Please, gentlemen!" The word "please" came out of his mouth, but the baton in his hand was waving lightly in the air.

The tall and thin old man named Jeff shook his head, tutted, and suddenly raised a hand in the air, his palm turned into a claw, and he quickly grabbed it in the air, and unexpectedly grabbed a strip of blue light and held it in his hand.

These photoelectrics are as vivid as a miniature version of lightning, and they even chirp, while the lights in Anxuan House flicker on and off, as if the power supply is insufficient.

Jeff grinned, and suddenly threw the photoelectric in his hand towards the security guards, and streaks of lightning-like flames instantly hit the unprepared security guards.

"Ahhhhh..." The moment they were hit, all the security guards screamed. Not only did their hair stand straight up, their pupils dilated as if they were about to spit out fire, but there was an immediate smell of burning hair and human flesh.

Filled the whole hall.

The photoelectricity finally disappeared after traveling through their bodies for a week, but all the security guards fell straight back, with their faces and bodies covered in black spots.

"Ah ah ah ah... help! They are out of breath!"

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I’m so tired that I can’t hold on any longer, so I need to take a rest before continuing to code.