When she heard that Zhang Jun was mentioned, Chen Yanyan's eyes were filled with stars and she said, "Hey, as a girl from a noble family, if she wants to marry, she will marry such a domineering man." Then she pinched Zhang Jun's arm and said, "Wealth and honor."
Brother, if you can become a man like Zhang Jun, I will marry you."
Zhang Jun was startled, looked at her with a strange expression, and asked, "Are you kidding?"
"Of course not." Chen Yanyan looked very serious.
Zhu Binglan was very disdainful of this and said: "I have never heard that a 'master' can become the richest man. Yanyan, just give up."
Zhang Jun rubbed his nose, wondering what these three women would think if they knew that he was Zhang Jun?
In the early morning, Wang Sheng arrived at the airport and was about to leave Hong Kong. He was feeling very heavy now. He knew that Guan Qianjue was following "Zhang Fugui", but he didn't expect to die like this.
Needless to say, Guan Qianjue's death must have something to do with Zhang Fugui. Moreover, the person who died with Guan Qianjue was You Tianxian, one of the protectors of the Holy Cult. You Tianxian, who was known as the Immortal Eye, was killed.
How terrible is Zhang Fugui?
After receiving the news of Guan Qianjue's death, he didn't even dare to make a phone call. He left the hotel where he was staying and ran to a remote hotel to hide. He didn't enter the airport until now.
What he wants to do most now is to leave Hong Kong, a hellish place, and find out where Zhang Fugui comes from.
In the waiting hall, Wang Sheng sat quietly in his seat, staring at the surroundings with vigilant eyes. He was afraid that Zhang Jun would suddenly appear and kill him. Even Guan Qianjue was no match for him, let alone him.
"Should I have a phone call with my father first and tell him what's going on here?" He secretly thought, "No, this person is too mysterious. I always feel that he is an official master and may have monitored my phone."
Telephone!"
The deaths of Guan Qianjue and You Tianxian completely shocked Wang Sheng. He became a little nervous and began to doubt everything.
While he was thinking, he felt someone sitting down behind him. He immediately turned around and saw a smiling face, Zhang Jun's smiling face.
Wang Sheng was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He suddenly jumped up, the hairs all over his body exploded, and subconsciously punched Zhang Jun.
"boom!"
A trash can was flattened by his swift punch, and the loud sound alerted the airport security, who immediately rushed over to stop it.
"Stop!" someone shouted.
But in Wang Sheng's eyes, the trash can was Zhang Jun. After he punched out, Zhang Jun was knocked to the ground. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and chased after him, punching and kicking him.
An airport security officer was standing near the trash can. He was shocked when he saw Wang Sheng rushing over like a mad tiger. He pulled out his gun on the spot and shouted: "Don't move!"
Wang Sheng ignored him and shouted, but still rushed towards the security guard with a ferocious expression and murderous intent in his eyes.
The security guard was frightened, and out of self-protection, he subconsciously pulled the trigger.
"Boom!"
The bullet hit Wang Sheng's chest, and the latter's body stiffened. He covered his bleeding chest in disbelief, and then slowly fell to the ground. The bullet hit his heart, and he was dead. Before he died, his eyes
I'm full of unwillingness and doubts, what's wrong with me?
Tens of meters away, Zhang Jun put down the newspaper in his hand and left the terminal without looking back.
Wang Sheng died under his hypnosis. He practiced Heart Pan on the mountain last night and unexpectedly made a breakthrough. Now he can control a person's memory through the Heart Pan and create people and objects that do not exist out of thin air in the other person's consciousness.
Make it hallucinate.
For example, the "Zhang Fugui" that Wang Sheng saw just now is an illusory existence, and it only exists in his sea of consciousness. However, Wang Sheng believed it to be real and mistook the trash can for Zhang Jun, so he attacked with all his strength, which alerted the security guards.
In front of the airport security guard, he still did not stop attacking "Zhang Jun" because he could not see the security guard at all, only the non-existent "Zhang Fugui" in his eyes. The security guard was frightened and shot him to death.
Wang Sheng didn't know how he died until his death.
In fact, as early as after Zhang Jun killed You Tianxian, he sneaked into the hotel where Wang Sheng lived and secretly used the heart disk to influence Wang Sheng's thinking. This directly affected the other party's psychology, making him afraid to make phone calls or go out. Finally,
Prepare to leave Hong Kong secretly.
Every move he makes is under the control of Zhang Jun, and he sets up a deadlock here and now and gets rid of him with the help of airport security.
Zhang Jun had to kill him. This man knew too much and was a major obstacle to his control of Yundong. He was also a member of the hostile Holy Cult. He had to get rid of him. In order to avoid being traced by King Zuo Tian, he borrowed the help of security guards
He killed Wang Sheng with his own hands.
With Zuo Tianwang's wisdom, he should be able to see that there is something fishy. But he is not worried, because when Zuo Tianwang investigates clearly, he should have already controlled the underground forces in Yundong.
After the deaths of Wang Sheng and You Tianxian, Zhang Jun no longer had any obstacles in Hong Kong. In the following month, his reputation as a "master" spread more and more widely. Just as originally planned, tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars were sold at the charity auction, which made many
The prominent families in Hong Kong are paying attention to him, hoping to get guidance from the master.
On the list of 100 people in Hong Kong, 81 people called to make an appointment to meet. At Huang Yueling's suggestion, Zhang Jun set aside three hours a day to meet with these people and give them advice.
As long as people are confused, there will be times when they are sick. Zhang Jun is a master of medicine, and he is also proficient in the art of exhaust gas, psychological analysis, and can even observe changes in a person's luck.
So when those rich and famous people received Zhang Jun's "guidance", they were all impressed by his "profound skills" and became his fans. Eighty-one rich people spontaneously donated 4.2 billion Hong Kong dollars to the Tianxing Charity Fund.
They do this just to gain the favor of the "master".
Unknowingly, Zhang Jun had settled in Hong Kong for more than two months. His reputation had spread across the ocean and was widely spread in Chinese circles everywhere. As a result, various honors and titles flew to his head like snowflakes.
Zhang Jun is the honorary vice president of the World Yijing Society, director of the World Feng Shui Metaphysics Association, honorary president of the World Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, etc. Zhang Jun does not refuse or participate in this, and continues to be his master, guiding everyone every day.
At the end of the second month, he finally waited for the person he wanted to see, a man in his fifties, who had a gentle temperament and called himself "Mr. Sun."
Mr. Sun was accompanied by two young followers, both around thirty years old, smart and capable. Zhang Jun saw that they were both masters of energy. Being able to have such bodyguards to protect him was by no means an ordinary person.
When the other party entered the hall, Zhang Jun stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "Your distinguished guest is here, I am sorry for the delay in welcoming you."
Mr. Sun was surprised and asked: "Why does Master Zhang call me a distinguished guest?"
Zhang Jun said with a smile: "Mr. Sun, there is no need to hide your identity. Although you have changed your clothes, you live high in the temple. Who in the world doesn't recognize you?"
Mr. Sun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The master is well-deserved. He can see through it at a glance, so I don't have to cover it up." Suddenly, Mr. Sun's temperament changed, becoming deep, far-reaching, and unpredictable.
Zhang Jun got straight to the point and said, "Sir, if you have any questions, just ask."
Mr. Sun smiled and said: "Without it, I just want to know how to go further."
Zhang Jun stared at the other party and saw that although there was a ray of purple light above the other party's canopy, it was just as small as a firefly and could not become a big weapon. He pondered for a moment and said: "With all due respect, sir, I have reached the pinnacle of my life and it is difficult to make any progress.
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Mr. Sun sighed: "My father once asserted that I will stop here in this life, but I am always unconvinced. After listening to your words today, I want to ask the reason. Is it my luck or my limited ability?"
"Mr. Sun behaves peacefully and is a defensive general. But now that the country is prosperous, what is lacking is an aggressive general." Zhang Jun said.
Mr. Sun remained silent. His father, one of the founding fathers of the People's Republic of China, once said something similar to him. There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes, and he said: "To this day, I have experienced too much, and there is nothing that can tempt me.
I am happy, I just want to go to a higher level, and then I can see further and do more things."
"If you don't come, sir, there will be no hope in your life. Now that you are here, I will naturally show you a clear path." Zhang Junhu said.
Mr. Sun suddenly raised his head, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and asked: "Master, is there any way?"
"Your official career has come to an end, but you can use the luck of others." Zhang Jun said, "If you act according to my words, I guarantee that you will join the cabinet and discuss politics within ten years."
Mr. Sun was startled, then lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, he nodded: "Please give me some advice, master."
"There is a real dragon lying in the shallow water of the Xijiang River." Zhang Jun said, "This man is young and promising, and his future is limitless."
Mr. Sun quickly asked: "Sir, please tell me clearly who the other party is?"
"That's all I have to say." Zhang Jun closed his eyes, "Yue Ling, see you off."
Huang Yueling walked over with a smile on her face and said politely: "Mr. Sun, the reception time is over. I'll see you off."
Mr. Sun was stunned for a moment, but he did not force him to stay any longer. He stood up and saluted Zhang Jun and said, "Master, I will come back to say thank you in the future."
As soon as Mr. Sun left, Huang Yueling patted her bulging chest with a flushed face and said, "I'm so nervous. Brother Fugui, aren't you afraid of meeting such a big official?"
Zhang Jun stretched his body and said: "No matter how great an official is, he is still a human being, and as a human being he will have doubts. I am here to help people solve their doubts."
Chen Yanyan refilled the tea for him and asked: "Brother Fugui, we have been in Hong Kong for two months and you are now famous. What should we do next?"
"Retire." Zhang Jun said.
"What? Retreat!" The three women suddenly became anxious. They had finally established a reputation, so why should they retire?
"Fugui, what are you doing? Isn't everything you did before you retired now in vain?" Zhu Binglan asked angrily.
Zhang Jun smiled "haha". He had been getting along with the three girls day and night in the past few months, and both of them were very familiar with each other. So he started joking and said: "Three of you are as beautiful as gods. I stay with you every day. How can I?"
I'm in the mood for work and just want to see beauties every day. In this case, I might as well retire and concentrate on appreciating beauties from now on."