The Ninth Level Of The Strongest Extraordinary Person, I Am The Best

"Really handsome."

Following what Li Xue said just now, Jiang Yunluo covered her mouth and smiled.

In the black tent, Huang Chenguang yawned and drank the last can of beer. With a proud smile similar to Wang Jue's on his face, he stretched out his hand to Sima Yuan:

"Master Yuan, what do you think? Are you convinced?"

Sima Yuan shrugged and took out a cold metal box from his backpack, "It's just a kyanite, take it."

"Hey, it's not embarrassing at all to lose to a genius like me."

Huang Chenguang accepted it happily, "Three years ago, that guy Wei Xu lost to me. Five years ago, Senior Yunfei even lost to me three sets of divine robes. It's a pity... Damn it, he's cheating Until now, it has not been fulfilled.”

"I lost to the Feng Shui master, not you."

Sima Yuan stretched out and lay down slowly, "These young extraordinary beings are still too naive, and their minds are confused by a few words of chicken soup. So, even if we have the conditions of the Flower Country, we still can't Learn how to let go like them.”

"I agree with that."

Huang Chenguang also looked up to the sky, "I heard that many extraordinary people in the Flower Kingdom have now become vassals of capital and private individuals. Alas, the world is getting worse."

"But we..."

Sima Yuan hesitated, "That's all, even that Ito Mizuma is only 45 years old now. In those fantasy novels, time is the only criterion for testing everything."

"I also read that kind of novel now. There is a sentence that I like very much. If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening."

After a long silence, Sima Yuan whispered:

"Waguang, you..."

"It's nothing to regret. I don't regret it. As I said just now, if you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

The rain eased off a bit in the morning, but it was still continuous.

After eating something casually and saying goodbye to each other, Baichuan Zizi smiled and said:

"Mr. Wang Jue, I'm going to live with you in a while. Could you please help me take a look at the feng shui of the room?"

"Of course you can, just give me the money."

"good!"

"Wang Jue, let's go back first. See you next time."

"Qianqian, take care of yourself."

Wang Jue waved and smiled, "While my sister is still here, come over and play when you have time. She is good at cooking."

"Well... let's see, once Bai Chuan leaves, I still have a lot of training and exams..." Huang Qian said with a wry smile.

On the way back, Wang Jing couldn't help but ask:

"Brother, you won't defraud Sister Bai Chuan of money, right? What about Feng Shui ghosts and gods? Isn't that feudal superstition?"

"Jingjing, don't doubt it, it is indeed feudal superstition."

While talking, Liu Min helped her dry her hair, "Superstition is superstitious. If you believe it, you will be superstitious. If you don't believe it, you will have nothing."

"Boss Liu's Chinese proficiency is still there, but his sword is still young."

Wang Jue switched to a folk song, "Sister Li Xue, what do you think, Feng Shui is also a superstition?"

"Basically." Li Xue immediately switched back.

"Brother, we didn't sleep well at night, it would be better to leave this one."

"Uh... I'm sorry, please be quiet for a while."

Wang Jue smiled awkwardly and followed their example, closing his eyes and lying half down, recalling the scenes on the beach. He couldn't help but feel weird.

"What's going on? From yesterday to just now, I seem to be...a different person!"

"Using the Illusion Technique... it's barely acceptable. The two of them are indeed pitiful."

"But in the middle of the night, there are clearly thousands of pairs of eyes staring over there, how could I say that? I was in a small cell, and I actually managed to run so far..."

"Could it be that I have fallen in love with Ye Qianqian and am in high spirits?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Could it be... that he is possessed by evil spirits?"

On Saturday night, just after leaving the beach, Chen Rui received a call from his father, Chen Weiming:

"Chen Rui, come to Yangcheng quickly, your uncle is dying!"

"ah??"

After being stunned for two seconds, Chen Rui beamed with joy:

"Really? I just went to see it two days ago. Is it okay? Dad, this is huge..."

"Bastard, what do you want to say? Get over here quickly!"

"yes!"

After staying in Yangcheng for three full days, Chen Rui followed his father, braved the wind and rain, and helped his uncle's family with grief and diligence.

But just after the funeral, on the way back from the cemetery, a horrific car accident happened just around the corner, immediately claiming the lives of the uncle's widow, and all three children...

The Chen family immediately fell into endless chaos. Suspicions, disputes, property division and competition, and the internal division of Huijin Group soon triggered various conflicts in China Southern's finance, jewelry, real estate, entertainment, etc. There has been a major earthquake in the industry in a few areas.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, in room 11118 on the top floor of Yangcheng Century Palace International Hotel, several new "girlfriends" Qiu Hongyun had just come out of the bathroom, the door was opened, and several police officers came in...

"After receiving reports from the masses, Mr. Qiu, and you, please get dressed and come with us!"

"Comrade police, are you making a mistake?"

After winking at them, Qiu Hongyun said in a panic and skillfully:

"They are all my classmates, we, we are having a class reunion, it is completely legal!"

"Comrade police, we were all tricked by him... Wuwuwu, luckily you came in time."

"Comrade police, we have all the chat records. We must bring this pervert to justice!"

…

Qiu Hongyun couldn't help but shudder as he looked at the young and beautiful faces that turned away faster than turning the pages of a book.

"My lord, I was tricked..."

After spending the whole night in the police station without saying a word, Qiu Hongyun was successfully released on bail early the next morning.

After leaving the police station and looking around, Qiu Hongyun saw a black business Lincoln parked across the road.

The car was not unusual, and the license plate was familiar to him.

With a secret sigh, Qiu Hongyun crossed the road and got directly into the passenger seat.

"Mr. Qiu, please come with me."

The driver is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with an ordinary face, calm breath, and unhurried speech.

"Cao Huanru, I haven't seen you for many years. When we met, I didn't expect you to become the Chen family's dog."

Qiu Hongyun tried to light a cigarette several times, but the lighter could not light up. After giving up, he threw the lighter out of the car window.

"Brother Cao, Brother Cao, you have already reached the fourth level of hard qigong. There are few in China who are better than you. You can't be carefree and happy wherever you go!"

"I can't help it, they gave me too much."

Cao Huanru shrugged slightly and started the fire, "Learned martial arts and sold it to the emperor's family. Now the government doesn't need it. In the south, the Chen family is of course the best choice. Aren't you... also their dog?"

"Hey, I'm a wild wolf, not a domestic dog."

Qiu Hongyun put down his seat, lay down and said with a smile, "The old man from the Chen family is gone. My fate with them is over. Could it be that...the Chen family has encountered some trouble again?"

"I'm just a driver. You can read the news yourself."