Jiang Changjie is a real householder, and businessmen from other places like Mr. Zhu really are not in his eyes.

Even if you do n’t talk about power, only about your net worth, the other three hospitals in the other party ... can it be called an industry?

Seeing Zhu Yuefu's soullessness, he despised his heart very much. What kind of storms can a foreigner make?

-Boss Zhu didn't tell them that there was Jincheng Yang's family behind Feng Jun.

Otherwise, a person like Mr. Jiang, who is not afraid of the sky, is likely to scare urine directly.

The system itself is like an ecological chain. It is inevitable for big fish to eat small fish and level by level, but there is also the saying that natural enemies exist.

Although the Yang family's sense of presence in Jincheng has greatly diminished, it is still not something that Jiang Changjie, such as a householder, dares to mess with.

Village Chief Jiang can sit up, a large part of it depends on the strength of the system. He can look down on Zhu Yuefu and even Shen Guangming, but he dare not disrespect the Yang family. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

Zhu Yuefu and Shen Guangming worked as enterprises. Even if they couldn't do it in Jincheng, they could make a comeback after changing their teeth.

But as a village head, you can't always change places, and then be the village head?

To put it more concretely, Jiang Changjie can sit firmly in the village head, it is nothing more than to complete the transfer of the interest chain, and the work is more reliable and prioritized. Is it possible to change this to be the village head?

Zhu Yuefu understood these too well, so he didn't dare to tell Yang Yuxin's existence.

Jiang Changjie was despising boss Zhu. Hearing someone humming, he could not help but glance sideways, frowning, and said coldly, "Who let you in?"

He doesn't know the coming person, but it doesn't matter. This is his family. While he is doing things, his wife and children can't look on. Now someone comes up suddenly, he just scolds. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

Zhu Yuefu glanced sideways, and now he was a little man in a robe, and his eyes suddenly broke.

He jumped old and shouted, "You guys ... dare to come?"

Boss Zhu didn't actually recognize this person, but as soon as he looked at his attire and figure, he could be sure that this was the man who stole the beauty and plastic surgery hospital and caused him heavy losses.

He shouted loudly, and Jiang Changjie looked at him so excited, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly shut up and said nothing.

The monk who is chanting the scriptures is indifferent to this and is really deaf to it.

The two Xiao Shami's mentality was not very firm, and they looked at them sideways, but that's all.

The thin priest didn't speak, and came slowly from the darkness without expression.

"It's him, it's him!" Zhu Yuefu shouted loudly, with an uncontrollable tremor in his voice. He screamed loudly, "Master, this demon, he stole my stuff." & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

The monk finally turned his head, glanced at the Taoist, then ignored it and turned his head to continue the chanting.

He didn't speak, but his attitude has already been shown-labor and capital have a right thing to do, don't bother me.

Seeing that things would become unmanageable, Jiang Changjie was determined to stand still and clenched his fists in the same place-he didn't dare to step forward, "This ... um, master, this is my private house, is there any misunderstanding?"

The thin priest turned his eyes and looked at him, and there was a sharp piercing sound in his throat, as if the golden iron was rubbing. "Are you sure ... Want to know this misunderstanding?"

Jiang Changjie only heard this voice, and felt dizzy and trembling all over his body. What did he say?

Zhu Yuefu is right, this guy ... is indeed like a demon.

This voice also alarmed the Buddhist monk who read the scriptures. He stood up, looked at the priest, frowned, and said, "Changjie Residents ... Your residence, anyone can enter?" & 1t; i > & 1t; / i>

Before Jiang Changjie had time to speak, he saw the thin priest raise his hand.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound, and a spotlight on the roof suddenly burst.

Village Chief Jiang couldn't help but shake, this is a camera he installed in the temple.

The camera is installed so secretly that most people should not see it.

He didn't want to be disrespectful to anyone, but he just wanted it just in case-people who see more and do more dark things, it's normal to have this mentality.

Like the master doing this ritual today, he also recorded it. One is to study it by himself, and the other is ... it is also a material accumulation.

The shrill voice of the little Taoist rang again, "You can speak happily now, don't want to leave, don't leave."

"I'm going!" Jiang Changjie was frightened, turned and walked out of the door. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

He considers himself a pious layman, but he is only pious to Buddha and Bodhisattva, he is also willing to awe of the master, but the master ’s entanglement with others, he does not need to participate. This may be inhuman, he is absolutely Unwilling to provoke.

At the same time, he did not forget to explain the sentence, "I just lent to the Buddhist temple and did my duty as a Buddhist believer."

"Brother Jiang," Zhu Yuefu shouted loudly, "Come on, please call me someone!"

Liecha Nima ... Jiang Changjie vowed that if he had a gun in his hand, he must have killed the **** with one shot-you must pull me into the water?

"Qua," the little Taoist laughed strangely. "It's really careless to make friends ... then don't leave."

"Master, listen to me," Jiang Changjie yelled, "I have nothing to do with them, I promise ..." & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

Halfway through the words, he ran away with a slap-for someone like him who worked hard to put his hopes on others, it was quite stupid, and he still had to rely on himself at the crucial moment.

As long as he can run out of the room and yell in the corridor, it is enough.

However, the thin Taoist raised his hand again, and hit with the wind, hitting his leg in the middle, Jiang Changjie fell to his knees on the ground, because the momentum of the rush was too fierce, and he repeatedly rolled several times.

Master Mingxin's eyes narrowed, and he spoke in a gloomy way, "Is the wind punching ... Daoyou being a Wudang person?"

"Does anyone in Wudang know this? I don't know," the little Taoist replied blankly.

Then he raised his hand again and took the two mobile phones into his hands. He exerted a little force on his hands and crushed the mobile phone directly.

When Master Mingxin saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He is a person who knows the goods-in fact, such goods are recognized by individuals. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

The light in the Buddhist temple is not very bright, and everyone may not be able to see that the wind is punching holes, but the objects in the air ... who can't see it?

Shi Mingxin said in a deep voice, "The Daoist masters have exquisite skills and Lao Guan deeply admires them, but I also have Dharma Protectors in my Buddhist temples. Daoist practitioners do this, and when they come to me for overhaul of Buddhist temples, they come to us and do n’t feel invincible ?"

"Gquack," the thin little Taoist laughed twice, "do you win others by secretly hurting yourself?"

Feng Jun doesn't know what kind of method this is, but far away, he can feel the maliciousness that emanates from here.

The resort is not more than ten kilometers away from here. He was in the room, he felt the faint threat coming from here, and there seemed to be something else in the underworld, absorbing his power and even his soul.

He does n’t know what ’s wrong with this direction, so he needs to confirm with Yang Yuxin what ’s in this direction—he knows that the dormitory in the province of Zheng is not in this direction, but ... who knows if there are any new dorms? & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

He was right in thinking that there is really a new dormitory in the province of Zheng, but fortunately, the new dormitory is not in this direction.

Anyway, when encountering such inexplicable things, he must understand.

As for the matter between him and Yang Yuxin ... how to say? Both parties have snacks, and they are both adults. They can make up their own minds. And she was frightened today. She is pathetic, and it is normal to need someone to comfort her.

Of course, for Feng Jun, Director Yang is indeed a bit older, but what she said gave him a little bit of palpitations, that is ... She could not enter his room, Oda might enter.

This guess ... what to say? Feng Jun believes that this possibility exists objectively. Not only does it exist, the possibility is still great!

After all, the buddies are young and handsome, handsome and handsome, and can also be used as a messenger. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

So once Oda entered the room, how could he easily go out at midnight? After all, that one is professional.

And Oda stayed in the lobby, watching Yang Yuxin staying in the room, can play another role.

That is to prove that he was in the room all night, doing the indescribable things with Director Yang.

During this period, he is not suspected of anything happening outside.

When he rushed to the place where he felt, and quietly entered the room, when he saw Zhu Yuefu, he instantly understood.

What surprised him was that the palpitations he felt were not fake. Someone really wanted to harm him, and it was in the form of practice ... This bald donkey is indeed a bit of a means.

He was a little curious about the principle of this approach, but it was only a little curious-this thing is useless in the mobile phone plane. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

This method can easily arouse the alertness of the subject, and even his mid-level practitioners of Qi cultivation can perceive it. How much practical value can he expect to use it to harm the dust-making period?

But anyway, the other party's behavior completely caused him to kill.

But Master Mingxin disagreed with his statement, and the monk expressed dissatisfaction.

"My approach is not to harm people in secret, but to expel evil spirits. Daoist is a Daomen overhaul. It should be known that the donor's heart is full of anger. This is caused by the invasion of foreign evil ... It is just to get rid of evil spirits."

"Gquack," the thin little Taoist laughed again. "They all say that their family members don't slang. Don't you bully me, don't you?"

Needless to say, after watching it for a while, he really can see a little way out-thanks to a lot of Maoshan ’s classics recently ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ plus some basic knowledge of the mobile plane, he can roughly Understand what technique this is.

The monk said right, "You don't want a **** nose to spit your nose, I'm just a devil."

He intends to delay the time by arguing, in case it can attract the attention of the Jiang family, it would be best.

At this moment, he really has no confidence at all-not every monk can martial arts.

"Fart's Destroying Technique," the thin Taoist slammed his mouth directly. "It's a nail-headed seven arrow curse technique. You don't borrow the Taoist magical power of the bald donkey, is it really my way?"

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