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

After saying this, he could not respond. Ye Qianqian felt angry, and Julianne next to her reminded:

"Okay, leader, he has shut his mouth."

"oh……"

Zhang Wenzhong, who was driving, rarely said a kind word for Wang Jue at this time:

"Ms. Ye, this little Feng Shui master, don't tell me, he really has two brushes. If Master Changqing can't do it in a while, let him try it too."

"It seems that Director Zhang is still a real person!" Ye Qianqian said with a noncommittal smile.

"It really doesn't work. In this era, there are too many people who are seeking fame and reputation."

Zhang Wenzhong sighed, "People with real abilities are as precious as the moon tonight!"

20 minutes later, when the vehicle arrived at the entrance of the Silver Dragon Hotel, a spirited old man wearing a gray and green robe, with his hair in a bun and carrying a cloth bag on his shoulders stopped directly in front.

"Master Changqing??"

Ye Qianqian was the first to react and quickly asked Zhang Wenzhong to stop the car. After opening the door and going down, two colleagues from the High Energy Group rushed over panting.

"Miss, the master just said that you have arrived. He wants to come out on his own. We can't stop him, and we can't catch up..."

"Hello, Master Changqing, I apologize for the poor hospitality!"

Nodding, Ye Qianqian smiled and finished speaking. Yan Changqing looked her up and down, walked back and forth, and then said with gleaming eyes:

"Ms. Ye is truly a very noble person, with great kindness and great blessings!"

Without waiting for Ye Qianqian's reaction, Zhang Wenzhong, who got off the car and came over, heard this and couldn't help but say:

"Master Changqing is indeed an immortal. Dare I ask, master, what is my destiny?"

Yan Changqing frowned slightly, circled half a circle around Zhang Wenzhong, then looked at the full moon above his head and sighed:

"If you hadn't met Ms. Ye today, Your Excellency, you would have lived for at most half a year."

"oh?"

Zhang Wenzhong half-squinted his eyes, turned around, and also looked at Yan Changqing for a while, "Master can predict a person's fortune, misfortune, life and death, wouldn't that... reveal the secret of heaven?"

Yan Changqing walked to the car and said calmly:

"Everywhere you look, I am the sky."

The sound of gold and stone is like thunder piercing the ears.

Zhang Wenzhong was stunned for a while, then he went over to open the door with wild eyes and cautiously, and respectfully asked him to take his seat in the passenger seat.

"Master Changqing is truly a living god. He will be in trouble tonight..."

"etc"

Back in the driver's seat, Zhang Wenzhong was halfway through his compliments when Yan Changqing's face changed slightly, and he stared at Wang Jue in the central rearview mirror and said:

"With this bloody little friend following us, nothing can be done. Please ask him to get out of the car immediately."

After saying that, Yan Changqing closed his eyes directly.

The atmosphere inside the carriage suddenly became solid.

Three seconds later, Wang Jue reacted and smiled bitterly, then opened the car door and prepared to go out.

"Wang Jue!" Ye Qianqian quickly turned around and called him.

"The boss doesn't need to keep me here."

Wang Jue shook his head in vain, "Since Master Changqing is an old god, there must be truth to what he said."

"no……"

Ye Qianqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I mean, after you go down, stay in the hotel room and don't run around."

"Well."

Wang Jue's smile froze, then he got out of the car and came outside the passenger side, patting the window.

Yan Changqing remained unmoved and still closed his eyes. Zhang Wenzhong got out of the car angrily, frowned and reminded:

"No matter how much you try to deceive me, you can't resist the old god's words. Hurry up and get out of here. You've delayed my fortune. You kid, don't even think about going back smoothly!"

"ah?"

Wang Jue's eyes widened, as if he didn't understand his reaction at all, "Well, Director Zhang, I just want to remind him, don't forget to wear your seat belt!"

After saying that, Wang Jue sighed and shook his head, walking directly towards the hotel.

At that moment, Yan Changqing's body began to tremble slightly involuntarily. In a daze, he seemed to see a bull-headed horse-face, beating his heart, head, and even soul with a long whip.

Not daring to be exposed too much, I quickly opened my eyes and fastened my seat belt conscientiously. Yan Changqing took out a thermos cup from the bag, took a sip of the calming tea, and soon felt much better.

"Wei Xu said he just knows a little bit about Feng Shui, and if he asked me to hammer it, he wouldn't be pushing me into a pit, would he?"

"Impossible! How old is he? I have planned everything for a long time, so he would be afraid of an amateur Feng Shui master from an electronics factory? Ridiculous!"

Zhang Wenzhong, who was puzzled by his strange reaction, asked abruptly:

"Master, are you... okay?"

"Let's drive, the time is just right." Yan Changqing smiled slightly.

After getting the room card and entering the sea view room on the 15th floor, Wang Jue immediately received a message from Ye Qianqian:

"What I just said was not a joke. Someone tried to murder you on the court just now. It was most likely the result of a wandering transcendent!"

"ah??"

"Stay in the room and don't run around. We'll be back soon."

Wang Jue jumped onto the soft and comfortable bed and buried his face in the ice silk quilt.

After a while, he turned off all the lights, and after confirming that there were no cameras in the room, he immediately called Sima Yuan.

Before he could speak, the other party smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Feng Shui master. There are bad people and good people among wanderers. Generally speaking, there are mostly good people."

"Director Yuan, Director Yuan, the problem is, it seems that it's not just the Chen family who wants to target me now!"

Wang Jue complained, "There must be something wrong with that Master Changqing just now. It's just that I can't figure it out. He and I don't know each other..."

"Li Changsheng, you are indeed a smart man. I underestimated you before."

Sima Yuan immediately suppressed his smile, "Let's put it this way, because of your close relationship with Liu Min and Bai Chuan, our organization's views on you are divided into several factions.

I won’t go into details. In short, organizations do not welcome mediocre key people. The more you can show your strength, the safer you will be. "

After being stunned for 10 seconds, Wang Jue asked weakly:

"Director Yuan, I have a question."

"explain."

“Many of the Feng Shui techniques I have learned are harmful and killing techniques, and I have never used them before.

Like you said, if it's to show off my ability, can I...can I use it? "

Sima Yuan was also silent for 10 seconds, and suddenly asked with a slightly excited tone:

"Extraordinary, are you sure?"

"Simple-minded low-level warriors, maybe I can give it a try."

There was another 5 minutes of silence, as if after repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, Sima Yuan smiled and said:

"The Black Pearl Club is coming to the 23rd floor of the Silver Dragon Hotel to celebrate. The person who tried to harm you before was named McCain, their No. 10. Now... he may be at his weakest."

"ah?"

Wang Jue was agitated, lowered his voice, and stammered, "Director Yuan, I just asked you casually, you won't... really let me do something illegal, right?"