Seeing Changcha directing his men to be busy on the sand table where I had just been born and died, I looked around them for a long time, but I couldn't see how these men were going to get Anrich back to me.
"Boya, do you understand?" I turned around and saw Boya following me step by step, so I asked.
"As long as the president understands, I will follow your instructions." Boya said with a smile on his face. Tsk! It sounded nice, but in fact I didn't understand it.
"If you don't know, just say you don't know. You kid is starting to act cunning. You have to learn from me, the president, and just ask if you don't know. Don't pretend to understand all day long." I scolded Boya with a straight face, and then
He spoke to Mr. Yi over there and said, "Old Boss Yi must understand very well. Go over and ask him if he understands?"
"Then I might as well ask Changcha directly, what if Mr. Yi is mistaken?" Boya pointed at Changcha in the sand table and suggested to me.
"Hey! You really don't treat Changcha as an outsider?" I rolled my eyes and glared at Boya, "If you dare to guarantee with your own head that what Changcha tells you is the truth, then you go and ask."
Then, I smiled at Boya.
"Hey, I don't want to tie my head to Changcha's mouth. I'd better ask Mr. Yi." Boya stuck out his tongue, and then Boya ran all the way to Mr. Yi.
Huh! It seems that any idea is bullshit and not worth a penny when faced with the idea of saving your own head first!
"Hey, Changcha." I raised my voice and turned to shout in the direction of Changcha.
Hearing that it was me shouting, Changcha hurriedly put down his work and swung his fat belly in front of me and said, "President, what are your orders?"
"Is your neck feeling better?" I pointed to the circle of paste on Chang Cha's neck and said, "I'm sorry, that was really not my intention just now, brother. It's all because of that bad old man who insisted on inserting a werewolf into my body.
, and go to my brother Haihan!" After saying that, I glanced in Mr. Yi's direction.
Changcha followed my gaze and looked in the direction of Mr. Yi, and he happened to see Boya discussing something with Mr. Yi. Boya pointed to the sand table from time to time and asked Mr. Yi this and that.
See here, Chang
Cha's expression changed, and the flesh on his fat face jumped a few times. Then he hurriedly piled up the fat on his face, forced out a greasy and flattering smile, and said: "Hey
Oh, why do you call me brother? You can’t help but you can’t, haha! But thanks to the president, Mr. Yi’s medicine is still very effective. Not only does it not hurt at all now, but the rotation of my neck is even more flexible than before.
!”
"Oh, really? So this is a blessing in disguise for you!" I looked into Changcha's eyes and smiled.
"It was all a small misunderstanding before, but now everyone in the Lotus Club is proud of the president's presence. You see, how motivated these brothers are!" Changcha replied with a smile, and there was a look in his eyes.
I haven't really noticed any signs of cover-up here.
Did this fat man sincerely join my Double Snake Society, or was he too good at pretending to deceive me? It will become clear when I hear Boya's question to Mr. Yi later. I thought to myself in my heart.
"Yes! Brothers, thank you for your hard work. When we catch that old fox Anrich back, I will give you a big credit. I will never treat you and the brothers badly." Although I was dubious in my heart, I still encouraged Changcha greatly.
After a while.
"President, look." Changcha took a small step towards the sand table, then he pointed at the various gadgets on the sand table and introduced to me, "The core is to install Anli
Although Anrich has slipped away from the hat that belonged to the oddly layered consciousness, the hat is a Horcrux after all and can preserve the frequency field characteristics of Anrich’s layered consciousness.”
"Yeah, I know that." I nodded and agreed.
I thought to myself that Chang Cha is indeed the boss of the Lotus Society. As soon as he saw Boya discussing things in the sand table with Mr. Yi, Chang Cha knew what I wanted to ask.
Moreover, I must corroborate his words with Mr. Yi's views. Once I find out that he is playing tricks on me, I will have to cut open his neck to dry.
"That's it, President Mingjian!" Chang Cha lost no time in flattering me, "If the President is interested in the other trivial things, I will report them to you?" Chang Cha asked in a well-rounded way.
, it’s as if I want to check my work, not that I don’t understand anything.
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I was very satisfied with Chang Cha's "clear sense" and said, "Okay, let me ask my brother to tell me!" After saying that, I reached out and patted Chang Cha's shoulder to show my appreciation.
Changcha, who was encouraged, looked flattered. He waved his fat hands repeatedly and said: "Oh, my president! Don't call me that. From now on, everyone in the Lotus Society from me down will be the best."
We all believe that the Shuang Snake Society will be on the same page with you, and we will never change our minds!" After saying that, Chang Cha's face was full of determination to swear allegiance to the death.
To be honest, seeing Chang Cha like this, I felt pity and intolerance deep in my heart for a microsecond, but then it disappeared into a heart of stone - Chang Cha was living under a low eaves and had to
Lower your head. Don't look at me as a good boy now. I'm afraid he'll bite me back if you get the chance. Be careful!
"Of course, our Twin Snakes Association and the Lotus Society will work together. In the sub-realm, we have to move sideways, right! Hahaha!" I raised my head and laughed, my smile was "sincere", and there were even a few tears.
Squeezing it out from the corner of my eye - I admire myself for having such smooth acting skills.
"Yes, yes, what the president said is absolutely true, what he said is absolutely true!" Chang Cha nodded like a chicken pecking at broken rice, and echoed at a very fast speed, as if he was afraid that I would find fault with him.
"Stop talking nonsense, what about your minutiae?" My original "sincere" smile suddenly disappeared, "What will happen in the future depends on the performance of your Lotus Club. Just talking, it's a big deal here.
It’s counterproductive!” After saying that, I used my cold eyes to scratch Changcha’s face like a knife.
The brilliance that had just bloomed on Changcha's face immediately hung on that fat face like solidified lard, and was frozen to pieces by my cold gaze.
Changcha, who was so frightened by what I saw, was so nervous that he rubbed his hands. He lowered his eyebrows and secretly glanced at me a few times. That little expression made him look like a newly married and angry little daughter-in-law!
After Changcha blushed and shuddered for a long time, he pointed in the direction of the sand table obediently and began to carefully "report" the "minutical details" to me. I squinted my eyes and listened carefully, nodding from time to time or mentioning a few things.
When the question of whether it hurt or not came up, Changcha was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on the tip of his nose.