C710 The Xianhua Group Was Furious
C710 The Xianhua Group Was Furious
It was a middle-aged man in his forties. Although he was wearing casual clothes, he had an aura that no one could match when it came to his bones.
Hearing this, the person gave a cold snort, "Who am I? I'm obviously here to capture you. Why would there be a scum like you in the Jiang City team?!"
The moment the person said this, the expression of the enforcement team member froze.
At this moment, the person standing at the back, the Feng Hua Group, quietly retreated.
Zhou Yi saw it, but he didn't stop it.
After a moment, the enforcement team members seemed to have reacted. They reached out their hands to grab the middle-aged man's neck and even scolded, "Where did this dog come from? How dare he block my grandfather's way!"
But before he could grab anyone, his hand was grabbed.
"Watch carefully, this is my certificate!" The middle-aged man flashed his work pass.
Seeing the symbol on it, the enforcement team members were completely dumbfounded.
"You, you, why are you here!" The enforcement team's stupid deer dryly laughed twice as he hurriedly spoke.
"Take him away!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and a few men behind him stepped forward and cuffed the few idiots in the enforcement team.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. I'm really sorry!" The middle-aged man nodded apologetically at Wu Tie.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything, he just opened the door of the mansion.
The middle-aged man waved to his men, and they left with the enforcers.
Zhou Yi brought the middle-aged man to the hall and saw the man in a coma.
He didn't expect that the middle-aged man would clench his teeth and shout in a low voice the moment he saw him, "So it's him!"
"You know him?" Zhou Yi said in surprise.
"I know him even if he turns into ashes!" The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again, and the hostility in his eyes had dissipated. He said, "This guy is a cultivator with supernatural ability from abroad. He has powerful dream-controlling abilities.
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly turned red.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything and patted the other party's shoulder.
Although this gesture was a bit impolite, like the gesture between a superior and a level, Zhou Yi thought that he could be considered a 100 year old senior in front of them.
"What are you going to do with him!" After a long while, the middle-aged man calmed down and pointed at the sofa.
Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Can you not take him away? I want to study his special abilities. Although the Adepts from abroad have average cultivation, their ability to innovate is not weak. If we can learn from them, I believe this will be a good opportunity for us! "
After thinking for a while, the middle-aged man said, "Alright, I'll leave this matter and this person in your hands. But you must remember this: as long as it doesn't escalate to a conflict between the two countries, we will settle it for you!"
"That's what I really want!" Zhou Yi quickly cupped his fist and greeted the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man smiled and didn't say anything. He then left after exchanging a few pleasantries, because the people outside were still waiting for him to return.
"What is it?" You're smiling so happily? " Mo Qingcheng came down from upstairs and saw Zhou Yi sitting there giggling.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything, he just pointed to the spot beside him.
"Gone?" Mo Qingcheng glanced at the door, then looked at the other unconscious guy on the sofa. Then, she sat beside Zhou Yi with a puzzled expression.
"Un, I intend to start researching this fellow from today onwards and see his ability to enter dreamland. Can we train with it for a moment?" Zhou Yi lightly kissed Mo Qingchengguang's clean forehead.
"… …"
In a luxurious office on the other side of the ocean, a tall and sturdy man sat behind a desk with a gloomy expression.
The few people standing in the middle of the floor were completely silent. It was as if their bodies were washed in water.
Bean-sized beads of sweat fell to the ground, instantly breaking into countless pieces.
"Is that all you can do? Did you lose the most capable esper in the group? " A gloomy and hoarse voice sounded out, and the people below couldn't help but shiver.
No one dared to say anything. All they could do was stare at the ground.
"Speak!" The man slammed the table and shouted loudly.
Plop! The few people who were standing immediately knelt down, and one of them hurriedly said, "It, it can't be considered as lost, it's in the hands of Zhou!"
"Why didn't you bring Carl back?" The man picked up the items on the table and threw them towards the people below.
Crash! - One of the men fell to the ground. He didn't dare to move.
The espers that could control the dream were actually mutated espers, and up till now, they still couldn't figure out the reason. If it wasn't for the fact that they paid more attention to the issue of the super brain, they wouldn't have sent him out.
"I'll give you three days, think of a way to get Karl back!" After a long while, the tall man behind the desk rubbed his slightly swollen forehead and spoke indifferently.
"This is bad!" Before anyone could reply, the secretary rushed in like a whirlwind and shouted loudly.
"Can you still make me happy? What's wrong with it now!" The man slammed the table in anger, causing the items on the table to tremble.
Those little things in the pen holder were knocked down, and all the things inside were thrown out crookedly.
Hearing his shout, the secretary instantly forgot what he wanted to say and stood rooted to the spot.
"Speak, what's the matter!" the man shouted again.
"Oh, oh!" The secretary quickly reacted and said, "The domestic authorities have released the time when the superbrain was released on the stock market."
"What?" The man's breathing suddenly became sluggish, and he rushed out like a whirlwind, "Hurry up and inform the executives, five minutes later!"
"Call for an emergency meeting!"
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Five minutes later, the Conference Room s were fully seated, but they were all staring at the man seated at the head of the seats, and for a moment, could only hear the sound of a pin drop.
"Alright, think about it. What can we do to stop this super brain release?" After a while, the man's deep voice sounded.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.
"Is he mute?" the man shouted.
"T-that, I feel like we should hurry and get it before their new product goes public..."
Before this person finished speaking, the rest of the people had already turned to look at him. Their skills were not mature enough, so how could they talk in advance?
"If you want me to say it, just kill their expert!" A sinister voice suddenly resounded within the silent Conference Room …