Chen Mo frowned, "Also, you have no use for this thing?"
His face was full of disbelief.
Chen Mo couldn't understand that Qian Ming didn't use the Shinto talisman awarded by the academy on the spot, but took it home.
Don't talk about him, even the academy probably didn't expect that any student would be so bold.
Qian Ming put away the Fu Zhao, looked around, and said with a relaxed expression: "Don't be nervous, brother! There are people from the academy here, and there are still people who dare to rob it."
Chen Mo took a deep breath and muttered: "Anyway, be careful yourself. Also, if you don't need it, why do you want to carry it with you?"
"Ahem, um, I want to take it home and show it to my dad!"
After hearing this, Chen Mo didn't know how to answer.
After all, he and Qian Ming were both just entering college and were immature in every aspect.
Not to mention Qian Ming, Chen Mo was just nervous instinctively, not realizing how much impact Qian Ming's actions would have in the eyes of interested people.
The cruise ship sailed slowly towards Linghai City.
On this cruise ship, there are not only students from China, but also students from all over the world.
However, students from other countries will transfer in Linghai City to return home.
This is not the responsibility of Penglaixian Academy. I believe that the governments of various countries will receive these students well.
The cruise lasted more than eight hours.
Slowly docked at the port of Linghai City.
Got off the cruise ship.
"Do you want to go along with me?"
Qian Ming pointed to a black business Mercedes-Benz in front of him.
Chen Mo had already caught a glimpse of his father who came to greet him not far away. He shook his head and said, "No, you can go back first."
"Then I'll go back first, and then come out and have fun together! I'll introduce some of my ladies to you."
Qian Ming stood in front of the black car that came to greet him, winked for a while, and then got into the back seat of the car.
After watching Qian Ming leave, Chen Mo turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was looking around not far away, and walked slowly over.
"dad!"
Walking up to the middle-aged man and looking at the white hair that had appeared on his temples, Chen Mo let out a slightly choked cry.
...
United States.
Manhattan, New York, Rockefeller Center.
This ancient building was built in the early twentieth century and has a history of nearly a hundred years.
But its 260-meter-high main building still tells the world about its past glory.
This is the headquarters of the Rockefeller Foundation.
In the main building, in a spacious office.
Old John was lying on the hospital bed and after receiving the diagnosis from his personal doctor, he saw his confidant walking in and waved to the doctor.
The personal doctor bowed his head and left.
Seeing the doctor leaving, Old John took off his oxygen mask and said weakly: "I hate wearing this."
"I know, sir."
The middle-aged confidant's eyes are reddish. He has been following Old John since he was in middle age. It has been more than thirty years now. His feelings for him are not just for ordinary bosses.
"I'm sorry to let you see me in such a mess," Old John smiled resignedly, "Tell me, what's the matter? Is it that my two useless sons are fighting for the inheritance?"
"No, sir." The middle-aged confidant leaned down, approached Old John, and spoke quickly in his ear.
"Really?! Is the news true?"
After hearing the news, Old John's originally cloudy eyes burst out with a captivating light.
When the middle-aged confidants saw this, they felt a little shuddered in their hearts, as if they were seeing the once all-powerful hero who controlled the world situation again.
"Absolutely true!"
The middle-aged confidant nodded, "The news came from a student of Penglaixian Academy whom we sponsored. However, the other party said that after this incident, he has nothing to do with our consortium and we have nothing to do with each other."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The middle-aged man didn't know what old John meant by "good".
Do you agree with the other party that the two have nothing to do with each other, or do you just sigh that this news is good?
However, the middle-aged confidant himself is more inclined to the latter possibility.
really.
After hearing the news, Old John closed his eyes and began to think.
"What is the cultivation level of the student he mentioned who possesses the Yuzhou Shinto Talisman?"
"Late stage of body training!"
"What about the background?"
What Old John is most afraid of is that the other party is a relative of a big boss in the Extraordinary Association. In this case, even if he finally captures the Shinto Talisman, he will not be able to withstand the other party's pursuit.
"this....."
The middle-aged man hesitated and said, "This student Qian Ming's father is a well-known entrepreneur in China, and his mother has considerable influence in the political arena."
"Red descendants of China?"
The middle-aged man nodded.
Old John slowly leaned his head on the pillow, changed into a more comfortable position, and said relaxedly: "The situation is not too bad. As long as the other party does not have a background in the Extraordinary Association, everything will be easy to talk about."
As for whether the other party has money or power, it's as if no one has it.
Except for those powerful monks, he, John Crofeller, is not afraid of anyone in the world.
"Are you going to get rid of him?"
"No," Old John shook his head, "He is a student of Penglaixian Academy. We can't touch him. Just get the Shinto Talisman."
Old John was also a little uneasy.
In any case, his behavior can be regarded as indirectly robbing Penglaixian Academy.
With his status, he naturally knows who the principal of Penglaixian Academy is.
That is a stronger existence than Harry, the leader of the Free Alliance, the oldest player in the world, and a monk in the concentration stage.
If there were other possibilities, Old John would not choose to provoke the other party.
However, now he can't wait any longer.
Cancer cells are eroding his health bit by bit.
Although he took the best anti-cancer drugs in the world, his body was too old to withstand the complications caused by the invasion of cancer cells.
Old John knew that if he didn't do something, he would face death.
And he doesn't want to die!
Currently in the world, apart from extraordinary associations, the only ones with Shinto talismans are governments.
Although Old John's power is astonishing, the Shinto talismans in the hands of various governments have long been divided up.
In the hands of the United States, there was only one 300-year-old Shinto talisman, which was snatched away by the guys from the California consortium.
Old John missed it.
As for China, which had more Shinto talismans, Old John had to admit that his hands were not that long.
This is not the case in other countries.
As for the Extraordinary Association, no country or force in the world dares to take a chance on it.
Sometimes, the intimidation brought by invincible strength is so scary.
Not to mention that the Extraordinary Association gave them some Shinto talismans, even if the other party didn't give them, they would still have no temper.
However, Old John now knows another way to obtain the Shinto Talisman Calling.
Although he didn't know how old the Shinto Talisman in the hands of student Qian Ming was, no matter how old it was, it was still better than his current short-lived life.
"Henderson!"
"Sir, I'm here!"
The middle-aged confidant leaned down and said respectfully.
"Make sure you get it, please!"
Old John held his hand tightly, with veins clearly visible on his dry palm.