In the information age, there are also people who do not use communication tools, such as Master.
But while others use noble doves, Huang Yao always likes to use bats.
Raising his hand, the window opened, and the bat screamed twice outside before coming in, seemingly full of energy.
It took so long to open the window, I have been waiting for a long time!
Snap!
A small white metal ball was spit out from the bat's mouth and fell to the ground.
Grab it from the air, inject a trace of true energy into the ring pattern, split the ball into two, and find nothing inside.
But under the Dharma Eyes, a pure white aura as thin as paper spreads out, slowly changing its shape.
You Xuanqi!
A letter appeared in front of me, and the tone was very polite.
"Little friend Ding Fan, I put the common people of the world first. I hope you and I will have compassion and come to a truce here. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much. Wouldn't it be nice to have tea and talk someday?"
Signature: Kuixian, Huangdao.
Unbelievable, this person actually has a truce on him!
Ding Fan couldn't help but laugh. After just one move, Huang Yao gave up?
Not quite his style.
However, Huang Yao didn't use the truce as a false shot, he really didn't want to fight again.
The reasons deserve in-depth analysis.
"Hey, Brother Fan, have you seen that the weasel spirit is shady after all? No matter how awesome it is, it has to rely on external forces." Witten gloated.
One word wakes up the dreamer.
Yes, the Yellow Demon is trapped. Only the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce is his base of activities in the world. Once it is destroyed, he will have no place to stay.
The bat stayed in the house, waiting for a reply.
Ding Fan smiled lightly, now that we have talked about this...
Ding Fan took out a thin brush, wrote two words, stuffed it into a small metal ball, restored it, and handed it to the bat's mouth.
After all, the cultural level of animals cannot be compared with humans, but Ding Fan only replied with two words. When the bat saw it, he felt that his attitude was perfunctory and barked twice in dissatisfaction.
"What is it called? I am a writer of large characters. The beads your master gave me are too small to fit in."
Ding Fan disapprovingly threw the bead into the air, and the bat immediately caught it in its mouth, turned around and flew away, leading the other bats in the blink of an eye before disappearing into the night.
Staring at the night sky, Ding Fan remained silent for a long time.
"Xiaofan, are you still thinking about the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce?" Leng Ling'er asked softly.
"Yes. The Tiandi Chamber of Commerce is just an organization for the Yellow Demon to amass wealth. Even if it is destroyed by us, it can be reorganized. If he really wants a truce, what is he really afraid of?" Ding Fan pondered.
"The Tiandi Chamber of Commerce is no longer enough to compete with us." Leng Ling'er was extremely arrogant and warned: "If you ask me, what Huang Yao is most worried about is Gong Xi Zheng."
Suddenly, Ding Fan suddenly became enlightened!
Without Gong Xi Zheng, the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce would be in disarray and would collapse on its own!
Ding Fan laughed, and he really agreed with what he said, there is strength in numbers!
"Brother Wei, in your opinion, at what point can a person reach the level of cultivation like Gong Xizheng?" Ding Fan asked.
"Humans are human beings. When they die, they become ghosts and when they become immortals, his situation is really weird." Witten couldn't answer.
Ling Zifeng and other protectors have never seen their true appearance, and they can make Gong Yuntian a puppet...
Suddenly, Ding Fan had a bold idea, "Thinking reversely, Gong Xi Zheng is actually not a monk, but a clone of Huang Yao!"
After a brief silence, both Leng Ling'er and Wei Teng agreed with Ding Fan's statement.
That’s right!
What Huang Yao is really afraid of is Gong Xizheng's clone and his hand reaching out to the world!
"Brother Fan, I was distracted just now. What letter did you reply to just now?" Witten asked.
Ding Fan smiled, and Leng Ling'er replied with a smile, "One word, dream!"
"Hehe, if you ask me, don't pay any attention to it, just kill the bat and burn it to ashes." Witten said arrogantly.
Just listen.
When he went to work early in the morning, Ding Fan was surprised to find that Wu Yahuan drove the car himself and was waiting downstairs.
I don’t know when, but my short hair has grown long, and is now neatly tied on the back of my head, with a fan-shaped tail that flutters in the wind.
Still individual.
A pair of beautiful eyes are full of energy and hope, and looking into them seems to add strength.
"Xiaofan, I have moved you to a new home. From today on, we will be working on the seventh floor of Jiande Martial Arts Center." Wu Yahuan could not hide his pride.
Moving also means officially bidding farewell to Fuyao Building.
"Huanhuan, let's go to Fuyao Building first. I need Sister Feifei to tell me." Ding Fan got in the car.
"Don't mention her. She clocks in to work at irregular times every day, and then she disappears somewhere. Even Cai Cai is helpless towards her." Wu Yahuan didn't care about money, stepped on the accelerator, and went straight to the martial arts center.
Wherever Ding Fan is, of course Tianzong Investment Company is also there.
Except for the changes in the external environment, the office remains exactly the same.
Mu Xiaolei, Chi Li, Ye Duckweed, Mo Yuhong and others came to report their work one after another, but Ding Fan frowned slightly. This family had moved too completely, and it was still without Bai Yifei's knowledge.
"I feel very sorry to have Mr. Wu take care of the moving matters himself," Ding Fan joked.
snort!
Wu Yahuan pouted, walked casually to the sofa, and complained: "Since I met you, the dignified Miss Wu family has become a handyman. I can't help it, I'm used to it."
Ding Fan laughed, paused and said, "Huanhuan, I have to go to Fuyao today."
Wu Yahuan sat up suddenly, "Xiaofan, is Bai Yifei so good? She is the best at pretending to be weak, and she has made a lot of money by following you!"
"Some things cannot be measured with money."
Ding Fan waved his hand and said seriously: "When I had nothing and came down the mountain empty-handed, only sister Feifei took me in. My sister even thought that I was a piece of mud that couldn't hold up the wall, and she was the only one who trusted me the most. If it weren't for Fuyao.asxs.,
It’s not like I am today. I have achieved a small amount of success today. It would be chilling to treat my friends like they are throwing plaster on them.”
Wu Yahuan was speechless and felt a little guilty inside.
After a long while, Wu Yahuan said quietly: "Actually, Feifei and I are also good friends in private. However, she is so good, successful in business, and has such a gentle personality! It's so annoying!"
Ding Fan couldn't help but laugh. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Wu Yahuan shouted casually, come in.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Yifei and Cai Cai walked into the office one after another.
As if facing a formidable enemy, Wu Yahuan immediately stood up and asked with a cold face: "Feifei, Cai Cai, why are you here?"
Cai Cai took a step forward and hummed: "Why, no one is allowed to come here?"
Each of them was sensitive and tense. Ding Fan smiled and pressed his hands: "Sisters are here, please sit down."
Bai Yifei smiled and sat down. Seeing Cai Cai still standing, she smiled and patted the seat next to her.
Wu Yahuan sighed, he would never be able to learn this kind of cultivation!
"Sister Feifei, I moved in a hurry and didn't have time to say goodbye to you. I apologize to you." Ding Fan said sincerely.
"What are you talking about? Xiaofan, I am happy for you from the bottom of my heart that you can achieve what you have today. In fact, I don't know that little Fuyao can't keep you at all." Bai Yifei said frankly.