Yun Jiu was startled, turned around and rushed towards the boss, reaching out to open the drawer. However, as soon as he put his hand in, Zhang Jun kicked the drawer and clamped Yun Jiu's wrist.
There was a sound of bones shattering and tendons cracking, and Yun Jiu let out a shocking howl. He fell to the ground holding his broken wrist, twitching all over. Zhang Jun actually pinched off his wrist with a kick!
At this time, people outside heard the noise and rushed over quickly. Zhang Jun greeted them with a sneer, punched or kicked them, and knocked them all down with three strikes. He struck hard and let the ground fall.
Many people either had broken arms or broken leg bones.
Lin Xian remained calm during this process. She knew how powerful Zhang Jun was, so she was not worried about his safety. When she saw everyone fell, she asked: "Brother, what should I do now?"
Zhang Jun said: "Collect debt." Then he walked up to Yun Jiu and asked with a "gentle" smile, "Brother Jiu, I just gave you 100 million, are you going to pay it back to me?"
Yun Jiu has already seen how powerful Zhang Jun is, and he beat down all his dozens of brothers while talking and laughing. This kind of person is too terrifying, and he cannot compete with him at all. He is a practical person, gritted his teeth and said: "Friend
, you are cruel, I will admit defeat, what do you want?"
Zhang Jun's face turned cold and his eyes were fixed on his other intact wrist.
Yun Jiu was startled, and glanced at the piece of paper with "100 million" written on the ground. He felt like crying but had no tears, so he quickly said: "Friend, I will give you 100 million!"
Next, Yunjiu reported more than a dozen account numbers and passwords, and when they were added up, they only came up with more than 30 million. This was Yunjiu's entire family fortune. He said with a sad face: "I really have no money."
Zhang Jun said "Oh" and looked at his wrists with cold eyes. After looking at them, he looked at his legs again and sighed vaguely, as if he was very sorry.
Yun Jiu was going crazy. He felt that if he didn't collect 100 million, the young man in front of him would definitely make his life worse than death. His mind was racing, and he suddenly said: "I remembered, I still have someone in Yundong.
Five properties can be sold for more than 10 million!"
Zhang Jun frowned: "Including real estate, you only have more than 40 million. It seems that you are really poor."
Yun Jiu burst into tears. Poor? He is indeed very poor now!
Zhang Jun patted him on the shoulder very considerately and said: "Since you have no money, I won't embarrass you. Well, the house still belongs to you, I only need the money in the account. But, you still owe me six thousand
It’s tens of thousands, don’t forget it.”
Yun Jiu nodded repeatedly: "Remember, remember."
Zhang Jun stood up and dialed Fang Lingtian's number.
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Brother Fang, there are several accounts here, and then there are passwords. Can you help me transfer money to an account?"
Fang Lingtian asked curiously: "What tricks are you doing?"
"It's nothing. A friend has too much money and insists on lending me money to spend." Zhang Jun said.
Fang Lingtian is a good man, and he immediately understood what was going on. It was probably Zhang Jun who caught the fat rat. He immediately smiled and said: "This is easy, I will help you do it."
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Thank you, Brother Fang. There are 37 million in it. I can use the 7 million to treat the buddies from Group B to drinks. There is no need to charge it to my card."
Fang Lingtian laughed "haha" and did not refuse the benefits offered by Zhang Jun. He agreed immediately. Then, Zhang Jun passed several account numbers and passwords to him. Ten minutes later, all account transfers were completed, and Zhang Jun's personal assets
Thirty million more.
Seeing Zhang Jun transfer his money easily with just one phone call, Yun Jiu, who still had hope for luck, suddenly felt cold and trembling all over. He could see that the person in front of him had huge energy and was not a little kid like him at all.
You can mess with gangsters.
Zhang Jun smiled at this time and said: "Brother Ninth, you are busy, I will leave first, don't forget to pay the debt." After saying that, he took Lin Xian and walked away. When he walked away, there was a burst of sound in the room.
Earth-shattering curses.
An hour later, Zhang Jun and Lin Xian drove back to the hotel. By this time, it was already late at night.
Lin Xian had fallen asleep on his arm, but Zhang Jun still had his eyes open. He had never fallen asleep so early. He gently pulled out his arm, covered Lin Xian with a thin quilt, and then came to
In the living room, take out the secret book of "Qi-Wang Technique".
This "cheats book" was given by the old liar, and he almost threw it into the trash can. However, he always felt that the old liar was a bit mysterious, so he kept this "cheats book" with him and even took it to Yundong.
Come.
The reason why he thought of the old swindler's qi-gazing technique was because of a scene he encountered during the day. The moment he passed by the red sports car, he saw a gray layer of deathly aura on the heads of three young people.
Not long after, the three young men were hit by a large truck and turned into a pulp. They died beyond death.
This incident shocked him. Could it be that he could predict a person's death? He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he wanted to look through the old liar's "secret book" to see if he could find the answer.
Opening the first page of the thread-bound book, Zhang Jun was no longer attracted by the three-point beauty posted on the page, but focused on the words.
"Measuring the changes in the universe, observing the general trend of the world, and observing the bad luck of people, this is the hope."
This was the opening paragraph, and the following content seemed a bit obscure. After reading for more than half an hour, he actually only read three pages, and he only understood one or two points of the meaning.
At this time, he suddenly remembered what the old liar said about the method of learning the art of fortune-telling, which was to "study seriously." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.
Unexpectedly, the old liar really fell into the trap. Zhang Jun was really "studying seriously" now, reading the first few pages by picking out the words, extremely serious and focused.
The whole secret book is divided into three chapters: Heaven, Earth, and Human. The Human chapter tells how to observe people's good and bad luck, birth, old age, illness, and death, etc.; the Earth chapter talks about how to observe the destiny of the country and understand the general trend of the world; the Heaven chapter is more mysterious and talks about
How to understand the changes in the universe and transcend yourself.
After Zhang Jun roughly understood the meaning of the art of reading Qi, he chose "Ren Zhang" to read with great self-knowledge. He felt that at present, the international trend and the transcendence of the universe were too outrageous, so it was better not to get in touch with it too early.
Even if there was only the content of the human chapter, Zhang Jun still felt overwhelmed. After thinking about it until dawn, he only understood a little bit.
Before Lin Xian woke up, he quickly meditated for a while, and when he woke up, he felt energetic again. Since practicing, he has not had high requirements for sleep, no less than one hour a day, no more than ten hours, which saves a lot of time.
Do something else.
The next day, Zhang Jun planned to spend the whole morning studying the art of qi reading, but just after breakfast, someone came to see him, and the person who came was the police.
As soon as the police entered the door, they pushed him to the ground. One of them said coldly: "Your name is Zhang Jun, right? Come with us to the station."
Lin Xian said angrily: "Why do you arrest people?"
The policeman gave Lin Xian a cold look and said, "He is suspected of causing a traffic accident, resulting in the death of three people. We will arrest him in accordance with the law!"
Lin Xian's expression changed, and she immediately remembered that the bald man had blackmailed them into swindling one million.
Zhang Jun was very calm and said: "Comrade police, I think you have arrested the wrong person. I am one of your own."
The policeman sneered: "One of our own?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "I have a police officer ID in my pocket."
The policeman was stunned, stretched out his hand, and actually pulled out a police officer's ID card, and it was a police officer from Kyoto. He ordered someone to let Zhang Jun go, and then asked, "What's going on?"
Zhang Jun relaxed his muscles and said: "When I was driving out yesterday, I discovered that the three young men were suspected of taking drugs, so I drove to pursue them. Unexpectedly, a large truck rushed over at this time and killed the three people."
It was hard for the police to say anything. After all, they were part of a system and considered one of their own, so they said: "Someone reported you and said you were the murderer who caused the death of the client. We followed the hotel's license plate number and found our way here. We didn't expect it.
He is one of our own."
Another policeman said: "I hope you will come back with us to investigate this matter."
Zhang Jun was the most impatient with this kind of trouble, so he took out another ID from his pocket. This ID had a national emblem on it, and only two words were written on it, national security.
A group of police officers were dumbfounded and did not dare to take it over for a closer look. They quickly said: "It turns out they are comrades from the National Security Bureau. Please don't worry. We will handle this matter."
Zhang Jun said coldly: "Find the person who reported the crime and lock him up first. He is the subject of national security investigation. I will have someone contact your bureau later."
The policeman said: "Okay, we will definitely do it."
The police came and left quickly. Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Zhang Jun like a monster: "Brother, when did you enter the National Security Bureau?"
He rubbed his nose and said, "Not yet. I borrowed this ID from a friend."
Lin Xian smiled and said, "That's okay."
When the police made trouble, Zhang Jun no longer wanted to stay in the hotel and wanted to change places. Lin Xian thought for a while and said: "Brother, there are many sea view hotels in Yundong, why don't we go there and stay for one night?"
At this time of year, the temperature in Yundong was neither high nor low, so it was quite comfortable to live by the sea, so Zhang Jun agreed.
At noon that day, on the beach at the seaside, Lin Xian applied sunscreen and lay on a cloth chair to enjoy the sun. Mengxiang was wearing flowery pants, holding a torn book and studying it carefully.
More than an hour later, Zhang Jun suddenly closed the book and said thoughtfully to Lin Xian: "Sister Xian, do you think people's fate is doomed?"
Lin Xian was half asleep and said lazily: "Isn't it sung in the lyrics? One-third of it is destiny, and seven-cent of it depends on hard work, stupid."
Zhang Jun scratched his head and said, "Yes, there is no perfect path for man. Even though destiny exists, it cannot be absolute." He laughed strangely and immersed himself in reading again.
When the sun set and the sea breeze turned cold, Lin Xian had already run back to the room, but Zhang Jun was still reading in a daze on the beach. Therefore, he was called a "nerd" by Lin Xian.
At this time, a young man in his thirties with a decadent look wearing a floral shirt passed by Zhang Jun. The moment this person passed by, his left eye saw a large red light flashing past the other person's head.
When the red light appeared, it filled the sky and the ground, almost covering his sight. He was so shocked that he sat up from the ground and shouted: "Brother, walk slowly!"
The flowered shirt turned around. He had a thin beard and melancholy eyes. This kind of charm could definitely charm a row of girls. Unfortunately, Zhang Jun was a man. He smiled and asked: "Brother, why are you so dejected?"
The flowered shirt slowly said four words: "It's none of your business."
Zhang Jun was not angry either. He smiled "haha" and said: "I see that you are frowning, so you must have encountered something difficult. I have no other advantages. I am best at helping people solve their problems. If you tell me,