Mystery Makes Me Strong

The conversation between Wen Rensheng and Xu Qingshu lasted only a few minutes, and he suddenly stood up.

"The two old gentlemen are here. Would Manager Wenren come with me to greet them?" He invited.

"Alright, after all, he is a senior." Wen Rensheng nodded.

The two went down to the second floor, and heard two voices of lack of breath.

"A handful of old bones are people who are waiting to die at home, and they still have to be invited to come and go. It really makes people feel uncomfortable."

"Yes, Lao He, if I remember correctly, you should be 232 years old this year, right?"

"Well, Lao Li, you are not a few years younger than me. After all, we are different species activated at the same time. It seems that there is not much time left to meet the source species."

"How is your funeral going?"

"What else can I do? A few unworthy descendants are vying to snatch it, and there is no brotherhood. Fortunately, there are a lot of people, and there are still a few honest and filial people. If I didn't want to leave more things for those few, I wouldn't come. here."

"To each other, I really want to learn from those Western rules, and each will live in peace after adulthood."

"Hmph, if you learn from them, then don't expect your children and grandchildren to offer incense to you every year after you leave."

"Haha, even now, I don't have much hope, and I have to rely on some imported foundation to restrain them."

Wen Rensheng saw two hunched old men talking in the small hall as if no one was around, while Feng Youlin was carefully waiting on him.

He noticed that when the old man mentioned his age, Xu Qingshu beside him showed a hint of envy in his eyes. The other party concealed it very well, but it wasn't because his eyes were sharp enough that he really didn't notice it.

Xu Qingshu walked up quickly, and was about to say hello. When the two old men saw someone coming, they stopped talking, but they ignored him. They only looked at Wen Rensheng who was following him.

"It's really scary for young people," the old man surnamed He straightened up, looked Wen Rensheng up and down, and praised, "I've heard that a genius has emerged in this city in the past two years, and I have been unable to meet him. If I read that right, you should be the young man named Wen Rensheng, right?"

Wen Rensheng was a little surprised. Feng Youlin just mentioned that the old seniors who came here would be a bit rigid. He was also prepared to be suppressed by the old men, but he didn't expect it to be totally wrong.

"Senior He's over-reputed, it's the younger generation." He could only say modestly.

"Old He has no reputation." The old man surnamed Li also took a look, and said seriously, "It's not bad, we two old people are still worrying about it. Those people in the west, relying on some strange skills, have a lot of money. It seems that we are worrying in vain that this ancestral alien power will be followed by others."

Although it was a compliment, Wen Rensheng always felt that something was wrong. Feng Youlin was right just now. These two are indeed old-fashioned. In this era of the previous life, who would still say that science and technology are strange skills and obscenities? ?

But people were flattering him again. Although he didn't agree with the other party's opinion, he didn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling face.

He wanted to be polite, but a voice started to fight directly.

"Fantastic skills and ingenuity? What a joke, a group of old antiques, really think that in today's world, or your era two hundred years ago, the power of alien species is so powerful, dare to compare with the latest technological weapons?"

A middle-aged man in his forties, with red eyes, was walking down from the second floor.

Wen Rensheng looked up, and the other party seemed to be one of the people at the table on the second floor. He was still talking on the mobile phone just now, and quietly mocked him.

He frowned, and immediately saw that something was wrong with this man.

"Wang Chenggui, what's the matter with you, how dare you disrespect the seniors like this! How did you arrange it, Youlin?" Xu Qingshu's expression changed, and he directly scolded.

Judging from his drastically changed face, this scene seemed completely unexpected.

Feng Youlin also looked panic-stricken, and hurried over to grab the man.

"Wang Chenggui, don't you want to continue to cooperate with our Five Colors Group? If you still want to continue to cooperate, come over here and apologize to the seniors." He persuaded in a low voice, his tone full of threats.

Wang Chenggui's eyes became redder when he heard the words, he threw away Feng Youlin's hand, and scolded: "Aren't you scumbags who just flattered these old antiques in the early years and suppressed us in various ways, suppressing the contract, Let us pay you raw materials in advance, and even force us to marry you from generation to generation, marrying beautiful daughters to your ugly sons..."

"Today, I really want to see if these old antiques are as powerful as the rumors! If a sniper rifle with a cost of only a few hundred thousand can kill old things, why do you blackmail us so much every year?"

As soon as these words came out, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and immediately turned into a Shura field.

At this time, all the people on the second floor had already come down. After all, Wang Chenggui's voice was so loud that not even the deaf could hear it.

The people in the small hall also poked their heads out from behind the screen, looking forward to it.

Sure enough, there is no distinction between north and south, and people, regardless of age, all have a hobby of watching the excitement, as long as the excitement has nothing to do with themselves.

Wu Shanshan walked to Wen Rensheng's side, her expression was a little strange.

"Wenren, that person surnamed Wang must be abnormal." She whispered.

Li Shuangyue, on the other hand, looked normal.

"Wait and see." Wen Rensheng glanced at Wang Chenggui, and there was a flow of information in his eyes as usual.

"Wang Chenggui, mystery, 3/5."

"Mysterious composition: the power of hatred, ???"

Sure enough, without the influence of alien power, this scene of fierce conflict that can only be seen in novels would not be openly staged in reality.

But at this time, the old man surnamed He and the old man surnamed Li returned to their previous stooped appearances. They didn't lose their temper and seemed to be used to such scenes.

The old man surnamed He shook his head and said: "Oh, this is not good for the gentlemen of the inspectorate. Good things that have been passed down for thousands of years are hidden all day long, and they are secretly inspected and screened. The people can only know the general idea. This point It’s really not as open as others in the West, where the price is clearly marked, and you can learn directly by spending money. The more money you have, the better you can learn.

"No way, after all, we have to take care of people's hearts. That's the only way to go. If it's completely disclosed, it won't let a lot of people take chances in vain. They just don't work hard all day long. It's like the imported lottery ticket. Fate can make countless people so addicted to it that they don't want to work, let alone such a supernatural thing." The old man surnamed Li seemed to be very optimistic.

"I'm sorry, two old seniors. This Wang Chenggui is usually very respectful to the old seniors. There must be something wrong today. Please forgive me." Xu Qingshu, the president of a large group, explained in a low voice.

When Wen Rensheng saw this scene, he also understood where the hatred of the people at that table came from.

Xu Qingshu is the boss of a tens of billions of assets group. In his previous life, he was a member of the upper class. He can't be said to be a top group, but he also has a very high status. He is a frequent visitor of various titles and is held by people everywhere. their goal.

But here, he still has to bow down to the two bad old men, and the meaning of the struggle suddenly fades away.

At the end of the struggle, you still have to be a dog to others, who can bear it?

The old man surnamed He waved his hand and said indifferently: "Of course we know that this guy is affected by a different force, but if he doesn't have such a strong temper usually, he wouldn't dare to openly attack it on this occasion."

"Yeah, now that people are talking about it on the stage, we can't go to see Yuanzhong with a name that is greedy for life and afraid of death, shrinking our heads." The old man surnamed Li said calmly.

Wen Rensheng was in awe when he heard that, after all, he is a senior expert in the heterogeneous world, and he can't die, but at this age, it is a bit unreasonable to be able to use aggressive tactics.

"What should I do?" Xu Qingshu looked puzzled.

"Okay, Xiao Xu, this matter has nothing to do with you. After all, you are not their parents, so you can't control much; how about this, junior, I will write you a note to get the sniper rifle you were talking about, and find it. Gentlemen of the Inspectorate, let’s compare it on the spot in this secluded building. I’ll let you understand why he, Xiao Xu, pays for us every year for nothing!” The old man surnamed He said sonorously talking.

"Oh, listen to Lao He, do you want to take over this game alone?" The old man surnamed Li smiled.

"I can't help it. After all, I am how old you are, Old Li. Anyway, I have to take a step first. Even if I miss it for a while, there is a reason to make it up. It's just my family affairs, and I have to entrust you to take care of it." The old man surnamed He looked out the window, and His face was calm and calm.

"It's easy to say, you can go on the road with peace of mind." The old man surnamed Li said sincerely.

"Go away, don't arrange me in advance." The old man surnamed He laughed and cursed.