I spent a month in Moscow with Jin Yun and Hu Feifei. In addition to the warmth, their meticulous care and the absurd "one night of soul making", they also witnessed the beginning of Wang Zhuo's journey to immortality. After arriving in Yangcheng, Wang
Zhuo has been contacting Jin Yun, but things in the world are like this. The less he can find him, the more he misses him. Then he searched for him for thousands of times, but when he suddenly looked back, he was in a dimly lit place.
After closing the car door, Wang Zhuo smiled and said, "Is something wrong?"
How did Zhang Jian know that the Persian cat Jin Yun insisted on adopting in Moscow and bringing back to China was the man in front of him? He walked up to him and said softly: 'My name is Zhang Jian, and my boss wants to ask you to sit down and give me some face.'
Zhang Jian usually doesn't speak elegantly, but Wang Zhuo's combat power is too high! He heard that he could kick someone's spleen and break it, but the brick that was comparable to being shot by a Barrett sniper rifle spinning in the video really impressed him.
profound.
Faced with such a person who was extremely powerful, he decided to be more respectful and polite.
‘Okay, will you provide food?’
Damn it, please don't make such a dramatic turn, okay?
Zhang Jian forced a smile and said: ‘I don’t know what kind of cuisine my friend likes to eat, so I’ll let the kitchen arrange it.’
Come on, have some Rexiang! After you finish one bowl, have three more bowls. Wang Zhuo suppressed the bad taste in his heart and said: 'Ten kilograms of pork in a pot, and the rest is free.'
It can be said that Guobao Pork is Wang Zhuo's favorite dish. When he was a child, he could only eat it during the Chinese New Year. It is made of fresh tenderloin cut into thin slices, mixed with wet starch, fried in a pan, then poured with sweet and sour sauce, and served with
Serve chopped cilantro as a treat.
Zhang Jian thought Wang Zhuo was still joking, but he solemnly nodded and said: 'Friend, please!'
The group of people arrived at the small living room on the top floor, which was decorated in European style. The crystal chandelier probably cost nearly a million dollars. The carpet was soft and there were no tables. There were only four pure leather sofas arranged in a ring with a fiberglass coffee table in the middle. The aroma of tea filled their nostrils upon entering.
Come.
Jin Guohua waited until Wang Zhuo approached, then stood up and stretched out his hands and said: 'Little friend, come and sit.'
Wang Zhuo had never met Jin Guohua before, but judging from his age, his surname was Jin, and the sharp angles between his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Jin Yun's. He knew that this was probably Jin Yun's grandfather, so he shook hands with him and sat on the sofa.
Said: 'I don't know why you want to see me?'
Jin Guohua avoided answering and asked: 'Looking at the kid's confusion, he doesn't seem to recognize me. Introduce yourself, I am Jin Guohua, and this hotel is my property. What do you think?'
Wang Zhuo looked at the surrounding arrangements. He nodded and said, 'Yes, it's pretty good.'
Jin Guohua smiled and said: 'How about I give it to my little friend?'
Old man, are you stupid? Zhang Jian swallowed and wondered what kind of rhythm Jin Guohua was playing.
Wang Zhuo was also obviously stunned. He thought to himself: Could this man be a monk too, and he noticed the aura on my body? He used his spiritual consciousness to scan around, and it was obvious that Jin Guohua was just an ordinary old man. But the next moment, Wang Zhuo discovered that the Buddhist beads on Jin Guohua's wrist seemed to have something.
Strange, but spiritual consciousness cannot detect it.
With a thought in his mind, when Wang Zhuo lowered his head and raised it again, the pupils of his eyes slightly turned into square rhombus shapes, which would never be visible to outsiders unless they looked carefully.
Transforming into a cat's eye, Wang Zhuo discovered that Jin Guohua's fortune and health were like a vortex, being slowly absorbed by the beads!
Seeing that Wang Zhuo was silent, Jin Guohua continued: 'Little friend, I wonder what your name is?'
I have been asked my name all the time recently, and Wang Zhuoxin said that at this rate, in a hundred years, there will probably be no one in China who doesn't know my name.
After telling Jin Guohua his name, Wang Zhuo asked directly: 'Old man, where did your Buddhist beads come from?'
Jin Guohua seemed to have been scratched, and he laughed and said: 'I didn't expect that my little friend also knows about Buddhist things? This is a Rudraksha beads for meditation given to me by a master.'
‘Can you show me?’
Hearing this, Jin Guohua took off the Buddhist beads and handed them to Wang Zhuo. He said to himself: 'Wang Zhuo, the topic we just continued, this hotel will be given to you today.'
Wang Zhuo did not answer, but his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the beads and found a miniature magic circle inside. Although he knew nothing about the magic circle, he also knew that this was the key to the beads being able to absorb Jin Guohua's wealth and health.
The spiritual consciousness destroyed the formation with a trace of the true fire of the sun, and countless red auras symbolizing wealth and green symbolizing health rushed out from the beads, and were instantly attracted to Wang Zhuohun's lucky cat deity.
Then Wang Zhuo took a deep breath and turned the luck into a small sword and sent it to Jin Guohua's body.
Jin Guohua waited for a long time without receiving a reply from Wang Zhuo, and his patience gradually wore away. Throughout his life, he had admired Liu Bei, who started out as a straw sandal seller, and had always tried to make himself approachable, tolerant, as quiet as a wolf, and as violent as a tiger.
But recently I have been very angry and have a lot of gadgets from the Ming and Qing dynasties in my house that are always smashed to pieces by me when I get angry. I go to the hospital to check for various minor problems and there is a risk of cancer.
Jin Guohua thought that he would be like this as he got older. But at this moment, he felt that his increasingly groggy brain suddenly became very clear. At the same time, his aching stomach could clearly feel it squirming a few times, and it suddenly stopped like a breeze blowing on his face.
The pain was suppressed, and the violent anger disappeared without a trace!
Jin Guohua was stunned when he saw the Buddhist beads in Wang Zhuo's hand suddenly made a crisp sound and shattered from the inside out!
Zhang Jian could see clearly behind Wang Zhuo. His vision was 5.3, which is the best level for normal people. He clearly saw that within a few seconds after Wang Zhuo took the beads, Wang Zhuo's hand suddenly emitted a golden light.
bright!
I'm confused, does this kid know some qigong? Is he an innate master of releasing true qi?
Zhang Jian was obsessed with gold and gold, and Wen Liang Li's works as he was obsessed with his sister-in-law's fair buttocks. Later, the diamond beads cracked, and Zhang Jian even believed that his guess was true!
No one spoke for a while.
Jin Guohua was enjoying the sudden feeling of pleasure, while Zhang Jian thought that Wang Zhuo had played a good game and was waiting for the third master to make a decision.
Wang Zhuo smiled, threw most of the remnants of the Buddhist beads on the fiberglass coffee table and said: "The master you mentioned, when he gave you this magical instrument, did he tell you that the Buddhist beads must be reinforced regularly to maintain its quality?"
Meditation effect?'
Jin Guohua opened his eyes. His eyes, which had become cloudy in the past few days, were now full of light and he continued to ask without answering: 'Little friend, did you do this?'
Zhang Jian complained in his heart, "Third Master! What you are talking about is God's addiction!" Although I don't understand it, I think it always sounds very powerful.
Wang Zhuo smiled and said nothing.
Jin Guohua suddenly felt that he did not have enough understanding of this young man. He was able to take advantage of the underworld, and he was able to stop a car even though he was almost killed by a few strangers.
Now, although I don’t know what he did, his body has returned to its best condition instantly. Who is he?
Jin Guohua leaned over and picked up the tea cup and said: "West Lake Longjing, little friends, come and try it." After that, he took a few sips first. Since Wang Zhuo has become more mysterious and magical, he cannot use the previous strategy to treat it.
Originally, Jin Guohua wanted to test Wang Zhuo first and offered him the hotel in two consecutive sentences. If an ordinary person had tried to agree, he would have been greedy and suspicious.
But Wang Zhuoyun looked so cool, and Jin Guohua was ready to tell the truth. 'You got on the bus from Beihe County and came to Yangcheng. Are you comfortable with more than one million yuan?'
I'll wipe it, won't I?
Wang Zhuo almost spit out the fragrant tea from his mouth. He looked up and saw Jin Guohua smiling with no malice at all. He couldn't help but sighed and said, 'I'm quite depressed too. The money was taken away by others before I could keep warm.'
Zhang Jian curled his lips and said, just brag, come on! Throwing a brick can kill someone, but if I give you a bowling ball, you can knock down a plane, right? How dare he say that you were robbed?
"Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together." But Jin Guohua truly believed Wang Zhuo and asked, "Did the woman who acted with you steal the money again?"
Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said: "That's right. Anyway, she is better than me and greedy for money. If you want to get your money back, it will probably be difficult."
"How difficult is it? You may not know that in Yangcheng or even in the whole world, I have never seen anything that can embarrass me!" Jin Guohua said in a deep voice, exuding a convincing aura.
Wang Zhuo put together the events that happened in the last two or three days and suddenly said with a smile: "It's not me and that woman who robbed you of your money. Xiong Da was disfigured by my shot, and Xiong Er was still eating happily and was transported from Inner Mongolia.
Little lamb, old man, what you said is too full."
Jin Guohua and Zhang Jian were shocked at the same time! Wang Zhuo had never even heard of Jin Sanye's nickname. Xiong Dahao said, how could he know Xiong Er's?
"So, you have had contact with both Xiong brothers?"
Wang Zhuo nodded and smiled: "I admire Xiong Da's seriousness and responsibility in his work and his innovative thinking. As for Xiong Er... he is quite humorous."
For a moment, Jin Guohua and Zhang Jian couldn't tell whether Wang Zhuo and his opponent were friends or foes. Zhang Jian asked cautiously behind Wang Zhuo: "Friend, some people rise faster and collapse faster! Let me tell you straight.
. Zhang Lingling’s father, who arrested you and took you to the police station today, is a powerful figure in the provincial department. He is also the backstage of the Xiong brothers. If you, my friend, can cooperate with us to bring them down through this morning’s car accident, not only will you no longer be
Affected by the car accident, the third master will no longer care about the loss of more than one million."
Wang Zhuo pretended to take out a cigar from the pocket of his coat, lit it, took a puff and said, "I don't need to cooperate with you in this."
Jin Guohua was about to say, young man, don't use my face as a shoe mat, okay? Then Zhang Jian's cell phone buzzed.
After looking at the call, Zhang Jian said to Jin Guohua carefully: "Third Master, this is Xiong Shuangming."
"Hands-free, let's see what he wants to say."
Zhang Jian clicked on the loudspeaker button and heard a bold voice coming from inside: "Boss Zhang, the little bear is here to beg for mercy!"
Nima, what kind of rhythm is this?
Zhang Jian and Jin Guohua looked at each other, and then both looked at Wang Zhuo.
Wang Zhuo smiled slightly, pinching his cigar and saying nothing.
Seeing that Wang Zhuo did not express his position, Zhang Jian said in a deep voice: "Xiong Da, what do you mean by this? Brother, I don't understand."
Xiong Shuangming was in the hospital and wanted to laugh, but one of his ears was forcibly cut off by the woman who looked calm but was actually more ruthless than anyone else. The wound started to hurt when he laughed.
But Xiong Shuangming was a veteran who had returned from the southwest. He didn't care about the blood coming out of the gauze from his ears. He laughed and said: "Boss Zhang, people don't tell secrets. Although my brother and I are in the hands of that man named Wang Zhuo,
I suffered a big loss, and I think even my backers were taken away by him. But I still have forty or fifty brothers who have killed people for the country and seen blood. You tell the third master to reward me in Yangcheng.
As long as I have enough to eat, I will work for Third Master from now on. If you want to drive me away, I will have no choice but to fight you to the death." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it to Qidian.com)
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