Otherworldly Merchant

At 10: 00 a.m., Shen Hongbin sent a Mercedes-Benz car to pick me up. Anyway, the rich lady already knew, so I took the package and got into the car.

Driving all the way into the Hilton Grand Hotel, I was escorted by two bodyguards to the luxury lounge on the top floor of the elevator, and the waiter was preparing for a big party with lots of food on the long table.

To be honest, I haven't been to such an occasion, and I'm wearing hundreds of dollars of jackets and jeans, which is a bit of a hassle.

“Master Zhang, you're here!” Shen Hongbin walked over enthusiastically and took me to a bakery.

As soon as I walked into the room, my eyes flashed, did this cross?

The house is arranged as if it were an ancient study, a long table of pear blossoms with four treasures, a lot of lined books on the shelf next to it, an ancient sitting at the table reading a volume of the Sun Tzu Law.

The T-shirt man stood silently in the corner. Shen Hongbin introduced us both, saying that we didn't know each other, hoping that we could give up on what we had been up to.

I waved and said, "It doesn't matter. Everyone is also the Lord. In fact, I've heard a long time about a long time ago. ”

When I said that, I couldn't help but laugh. The T-shirt man had a face and didn't even look at me.

Shen Hongbin took out four contracts from an envelope, two of which were equity transfers and two of which were wills. I swept the will and wrote it very professionally, but a careful analysis of the provisions in it revealed that the rich woman had little money to share.

“I'll leave this to both of you, and I have guests to entertain.” Shen Hongbin left as soon as he finished speaking.

Let me take a look at Yuan Chonghuan, who is reading the Sun Tzu Law, and ask the T-shirt man: “Who gave him this costume? And set up this house? ”

“Shen Hongbin wanted to cheer him up.” T-shirt men shake their heads.

Of course I don't have any soul control technique, and the rich woman has turned him into a vegetable man, Yuan Chonghuan's grievance will fall as soon as he leaves the body of the hero.

I'm sure you won't be able to sign these two contracts, or let Shen Hongbin find a lawyer himself!

At this time, Yuan Chonghuan patted the table: “Who are you coming to? Why don't you sign up? ”

I was deterred by his majesty and replied: “My name is Zhang Jiulin and I am here to help you. ”

“Help me? Joke, I'm in Manqing, what can you do for me?” Yuan Chonghuan scoffed with irony.

I whispered to the T-shirt guy, “Did you tell him it was gone early in the morning? ”

The T-shirt man replied softly: "Yes, it doesn't work. ”

Yuan Chonghuan threw the book away. He stood up and scolded: "You unconscious monarch, listen to rumors and kill loyalists indiscriminately. ”

I had to stiffen his scalp to make him say: "Your old man is in Shiyue Fei. In fact, we all sympathize with you. History has long given you back your innocence. ”

“In Yue Fei?” Yuan Chonghuan raised his head and shed a rolling tear: “Yue Fei was only hanged from the wind wave pavilion. My suffering is a thousand times more tragic than Yue Fei! ”

Yuan Chonghuan and I have been insane there. T-shirt men and I were forced to be the audience. Looking at the time I was about to make an appointment with Yin Xinyue, I had to find a way to calm his emotions and get him out. Otherwise, you'll have to bring in all the bodyguards.

So I patiently said to him how tragic the Qing dynasty was, how tragic the Imperial Tai Chi died, and of course, how he had killed his beloved emperor, forced him to flee, hanged himself on the coal mountain, and the body was also mutilated by rebel knife.

Hearing this, Yuan Chonghuan suddenly burst into tears and shouted at the Emperor. He surprised me.

He has been educated in patriotism all his life. He has been defending Daming Jiangshan all his life. Must be in a very complicated mood at this moment?

At this time, Yin Xinyue sent a text message: "Brother Zhang, I parked the car in the mall south of the hotel. Come out quickly. ”

I gave a look at the T-shirt man and said to Yuan Chonghuan: “Well... General Yuan, would you like to go and see your crown grave, your tombstone has been engraved with countless reviews of you. ”

“Are you serious?” He looked up and asked.

“Of course!” I nodded.

Yuan Chonghuan thought about it and said: “If I can, I want to see the place where the Emperor is in distress. By hanging myself, it is my duty as a minister of Daming! ”

Do you want to be so loyal? I conceived that my mouth was full of promises that I had an iron wagon running fast and traveling thousands of miles a day.

Yuan Chonghuan looked at me with disdain: "You mean the car? ”

Turns out he came in the car and took the car, and he already knew about this modern technology product, and I was sweating, and it seemed that I underestimated the cognitive abilities of the ancients.

I didn't expect Yuan Chonghuan to agree so smoothly. I was overjoyed. I took the ready plain clothes out of my bag and told him to change them.

Yuan Chonghuan angrily denounced these short-sleeved outfits as‘ full of demonic clothes'. I explained to him that otherwise they would be recognized. Finally, he reluctantly changed them.

With sunglasses on, he was an ordinary uncle.

I was about to push the door, and the T-shirt guy said, "Wait, he's meditating, and the little boy shows up in front of us."

I guess the T-shirt guy wants to scout the road with a little street boy to avoid the bodyguards patrolling the corridor, kid. That's convenient.

Five minutes after the child went out, the T-shirt man suddenly pushed open the door, and there was no one outside. We quickly took Yuan Chonghuan into the emergency passage. The hotel is more than forty floors long and runs all the way down to the dead. After we walk a few floors, we enter a delivery elevator and we descend to the floor.

As a result, there were many bodyguards hired by Shen Hongbin in the first floor lobby, as well as people from his company, and it seemed a little unrealistic to walk out like this.

I said to the T-shirt guy, "Get out of the underground parking lot! ”

When we reached the basement floor, Yuan Chonghuan's divine color suddenly became strange. His face was pale and his forehead was constantly sweating beads. I asked him what was wrong. Is it uncomfortable? He just shook his head vigorously.

“Someone's coming!” The T-shirt man said, dragging us to a hidden corner.

A truck drove into an underground parking lot with a very heavy object, clearly a cannon from that contour.

I whispered, the rich lady actually brought the red cannon here. Luckily, we did it first, or the tycoon was robbed one step at a time.

Yuan Chonghuan's expression is getting weirder and weirder. His grievance is lodged on the cannon, which is equivalent to his body. Now the cannon is "refined" as a murder weapon, and his soul can sense that evil power.

I reached out and patted Yuan Chonghuan, trying to see if he was okay. He suddenly opened my hand and said: “You little people, every one of you wants to take advantage of my husband! Don't you dare! Don't you dare! ”

Said he ran away.

I glanced at the T-shirt man in dismay and hurried up.

The two bodyguards in the truck heard the noise and immediately chased over. They left us alone and went straight after Yuan Chonghuan.

The bodyguards are professionally trained and run like leopards. They are about to catch Yuan Chonghuan.

“Oops, what can you do about these two?” I asked the T-shirt man.

“Yes…” T-shirt men frowned and seemed reluctant to use it, but any means of dealing with living people was somewhat negative.

He pulled out of his arms a cloth pocket tied with a red rope, probably with a big slap, embroidered with a faint-faced bell, stepped on a kid on his left foot, and grabbed a kid in his right hand and was eating.

He was about to unpack the cloth bag and I took it from him.

I know it's called a "ghost bag", and Grandpa mentioned it in his notes. It's an extremely fierce pussy, and it's very hard to get. There must be some demons in there that T-shirt men used to surrender.

Since I proposed the plan to kidnap the tycoon, I should naturally bear the consequences! I did not hesitate to pull the rope apart and suddenly felt a chill in my body. The lights in the underground parking lot began to flash, and the two groups of black fog circled after the two bodyguards, slowly hallucinating into human form, actually a couple of wrongdoers.

“Ah!”

Terrible screams came from that direction, and as I ran over, I found two bodyguards wrapped around evil spirits, struggling to hit columns, smashing their heads and bleeding, and finally fainting.

“You should know that every time you hurt someone with a ghost bag, you have to fold it for six months.” The T-shirt man suddenly grabbed my clothes and said coldly.

“Don't take your life seriously. ”

Although he still had that faceless face, I knew he was angry, and I had never seen him angry before.

“I can't ask you to bear the consequences for me!” I said.

“Unlike you, I don't care how many yangsheng I fold...” The T-shirt man picked up the sealed ghost bag on the ground, meditated on the spell, and retrieved the couple's unjust soul from the bag.