Murong looked at Qingtian: "Brother, you're not kidding, are you?"

Qingtian smiled: "Since he wants my hands so much, just give it to him."

Murong looked at the representative of the flying eagle and whispered to Qingtian: "Be careful, that man is a master of Bajiquan and his hands and feet are very fast."

Qingtian nodded: "It's okay. Just shout."

After saying that, he never looked at Murong again. He held the pin in his hand and twisted his arms slightly, and did not move.

Murong felt sweaty on his forehead. The air conditioner in the conference room was too high. He looked at Xiao Wuyou beside him, who was silent and looked at everyone on the stage, his eyes full of sighs and expectation.

This is something that cannot be accomplished.

As soon as he shouted, the flying eagle Zhang Yu took away the coffee cup. No matter how fast Qingtian was, he could not hit the ** needle on the coffee cup before Zhang Yu took the coffee cup, let alone it was broken. Do you think you are a god? Or is it a martial arts master?

However, it was difficult to ride a tiger. Murong knew that he would shout sooner or later. Then he let go. Well, if Qingtian cut off his hand, he would be even more resentful to Canghai, and Canghai would be even more unprepared when he saw his injured cousin.

Suo**, Murong stood up openly and laughed: "Okay, since everyone wants to see Brother Qingtian's kung fu so much, if Brother Qingtian also wants to challenge the limit, let's do an proof together. I'll be more generous and host, haha. The two of you are ready, and I start shouting to start."

Seeing Murong finally stood up and ready to start, the others on the field couldn't help but squint. Yu Wuchang looked at Qingtian with fun, as if the professor was looking at the little white mouse in the cage that surprised him. The old man next to him was the red-light old man Canghai had seen in the small Internet cafe. At this time, the old man was holding a three-haired cat in his arms, slowly wiping the smooth fur.

There was silence on the field.

Murong swallowed: "Open—"

"Wait a minute."

Everyone looked at Qingtian who suddenly spoke with a hint of contempt.

Zhang Yu laughed and said, "What's wrong? Proud **? Do you regret it?"

Qingtian walked out of the seat: "No, I feel it's too close and there's no challenge, go far."

He really walked out from there and went to the corner: "Okay, we can start."

Originally, everyone was sitting around the prototype conference table. Qingtian and Zhang Yu were exactly opposite each other from north to south. The distance was only three meters. Now Qingtian walked to the corner of the corridor on Zhang Yu, and the distance was more than six meters.

Yu Wuchang narrowed his eyes. Zhang Yu laughed and thought to himself: I still have some consideration for the original three meters. Now at this distance, don’t think about anything, just wait to cut your hands.

Originally, Murong said it well when he invited everyone to participate in "Meteor Dust". He did not participate in the competition, but only asked to kill Canghai. But now he suddenly summoned everyone and said that when everyone got Meteor Dust together, he would divide it according to another plan. This is the Flying Eagle CEO, who is one of the best forces, and he is very dissatisfied.

Originally, I had the greatest opportunity to catch the sea and ask about the whereabouts of meteor dust. Now, once I really cooperated together, even if I got it, everyone would definitely exclude the most likely ones when dividing it. One is Yu Wuchang, and they are flying eagles. If you don’t participate in the cooperation, it will be even more miserable. If you don’t participate in the cooperation, then you will have a lot of chances of your flying eagles.

So the boss didn't come to participate, but sent him here, one to participate, and the other to see if there was a chance to break the cooperation. In this way, whether it succeeded or not had anything to do with the boss. Not only did they not break the relationship with other organizations, but they also gained a greater possibility of getting the dust of meteors without cooperating and working alone.

After all, in terms of solo forces, in Qingdao, Feiying is no matter how modest he is, he is also the top three organizations.

As a result, Murong just said that the biggest variable was on this **. Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel moved. Seeing that the ** was not murderous intent, he had no temperament, was sloppy and looked indifferent, and he really regarded himself as Li Xunhuan.

"Now, the boss can't laugh so hard that he can't find Bei? That little Taohong's ** isn't mine?"

Zhang Yu was happy, but on the surface he still looked cold. He held his hand on the coffee cup. As soon as Murong spoke, he immediately shrank his hand. His fists and feet were even in the ** world, he was very fast.

Murong felt nervous, and his eyes turned to the sunny day. The boy in the corner stood there quietly, narrowing his eyes, as if he couldn't wake up.

Murong sighed in his heart: Forget it, forgot, this kid is looking for ugly things by himself, no wonder I am.

"Start--" A sudden thunder sounded in the conference room with a sudden sound. Many people were shocked and their nerves were tense at the same time.

Just the moment Murong shouted, Zhang Yu's nerves had not yet reacted, and his hand subconsciously held the coffee cup, feeling happy, and the fire was recovered. At this moment, a sharp murderous aura rushed straight to his eyebrows, like a substantial flying knife.

His mind trembled and he couldn't help but look up, but he saw Qingtian standing next to him at some point, and the needle in his hand pierced his eyebrows. The momentum was as if he had to take Zhang Yu's life.

At that moment, Zhang Yu felt the pressure that others did not feel. As a **, he intuition told him that everything was a cover. This man had been killing him from the beginning, not for one million or ten million, or "meteor dust", simply, to kill him.

Murderous aura proves everything.

Subconsciously, his flexible right hand blocked the front of the Qingtian needle. The coffee cup just took off the force of the needle.

When Murong's echo was not over, everything was over.

The coffee cup broke with a "pop" sound and fell on the table. Zhang Yu had a coffee on his face, and so did his hands.

Qingtian looked at him with a smile, but didn't say anything. She walked back to her seat, picked up the box of Zhonghua, and said to Murong: "Brother, please send the ten million promissory note to my room later. I'm a little tired."

Murong nodded in a daze and watched Qingtian and the woman leave the conference room.

"Heroes are young, Brother Murong, where did you get such a powerful **? It's so close to you that it's a country. It's a terrifying assassination." An old man sighed, holding two iron balls in his hand.

Yu Wuchang looked at the old man: "Master Wang, what do you think?"

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c, hidden but not visible. Elegant and heavy, a humble gentleman. The trip to Qingdao really opened my eyes." The old man's eyes were shining, and the bodyguards around him were shining brightly in his eyes, and he kept watching the place where the sunny day disappeared.

Murong woke up at this time: "Haha, they are all young people, a little arrogant. Brother Zhang Yu, don't take it to heart."

Zhang Yu was sweating all over at this time and did not hear Murong's words. The thorn just now was the young man who retracted his strength to fulfill his bet that would not hurt others. Otherwise, he would have had needle holes on his eyebrows at this time. What kind of explosive power and control power can he do it?

Murong called out several times before Zhang Yu came to his senses and said lightly: "Brother Murong, don't worry, it's just ten million, I'll send someone a promissory note right away."

While everyone was sighing, the old man holding a steel ball and the old man wearing an emerald ring looked at each other. The old man wearing a steel ball coughed: "Brother Murong, let's continue talking, it's getting late, and I have to rest well with this old bone. Qingdao is so angry that I'm not used to air conditioning, so it's better to go home and sleep on the kang."

Murong nodded and cleared his throat and said, "This guy, who just now has enough strength to approach Canghai, and I have some insider information. Canghai may not be on guard against him, so as long as I find Canghai, meteor dust is ours. The person who only Canghai, our company, Canghai's body, everyone here wants meteor dust. Meteor dust is divided into three parts, and we have already explained the matter of dividing meteor dust. So, I suggest that from tonight, all major organizations will send people to the suburbs. Of course, for fairness, each of our organizations will be divided into one person, and the eighteen organizations present, a group of eighteen people, ten groups, hidden in various suburbs. Once Canghai appears, don't negotiate first, notify us first, let that ** go, and we follow us. At that time, we will be able to get it."

"Boss Murong, is your ** really insured?" A boss couldn't help but worry when he heard Murong's plan.

"Don't worry about this."

"Okay, I'll do it tonight after hearing what Boss Murong said."

Several small forces nodded and agreed, with a happy face. However, two or three large forces obviously had a bad look. Several were happy and some were sad.

Yu Wuchang suddenly spoke: "On behalf of our company, I will withdraw from cooperation."

After hearing what he said, several bosses with bad tempers immediately changed their faces: "What do you mean? Do you think you have to do it alone if you have a strong power? Do you think you may be assigned to me after cooperation and withdraw from the middle of the road?"

Yu Wuchang smiled indifferently: "What I said about withdrawal also includes withdrawing from the "Meteor Dust" competition. I am no longer interested. I want to grab it. After you Piaotianwen.com, he slowly stood up: "Don't doubt anything, some bosses know that the Phoenix family and I are in-laws, and my fiancée are not participating. If I participate, it will be bad, so as not to get a wife. Haha."

When everyone saw him say this, they smiled relaxedly. There were few meat and more wolves, and one was one.

However, some people secretly scolded Yu Wuchang, a prodigal man. For the sake of a woman, they gave up "meteor dust", which would change a family, a business, any group or individual.

Maybe, I can still get involved with Tsaixin in the future.

However, the few people who knew Yu Wuchang, including Murong and Xiao Wuyou, looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

"Then, you guys continue, I'll go back first." Yu Wuchang smiled and bowed slightly, opening the door and going out.

In the suite.

Qingtian sat on the sand: "Hey, this is the treatment, right?"

The woman who called herself a nanny smiled and said, "Yes, sir is so awesome."

Qingtian also smiled slightly: "It happened that I happened to be. I almost missed it, haha."

"Actually, what I said is great is not that the teacher really won. It is that the teacher just accepted the bet. Even if you lose, Weiwei will admire you."

Qingtian smiled and looked at her again: "What's your name?"

"Weiwei. Smiling Weiwei." The woman stood there, holding each other with her hands and smiling.

Qingtian's face flashed with surprise, thinking that it was probably Murong's modification, so she didn't care.

But the Weiwei saw the expression on Qingtian's face, and took out her ID card from her body wearing a cheongsam like magic, and handed it to Qingtian: "I don't believe it, you can see it yourself."

Qingtian took it suspiciously, and the three words "Li Weiwei" on his ID card are clearly mentioned. He is the same age as Qingtian.

Qingtian couldn't help laughing and reached out to smell it on his nose: "Where did you put it? Why is it so fragrant?"

Seeing Qingtian looking at her with a smile, Li Weiwei blushed: "Sir, you are so bad."

With her words, her heart was as if she was thrusting.

This Li Weiwei is one of the group of virgins who Murong spent a lot of money to train. She trains in Canada and specializes in various ways to please customers.

Li Weiwei also knew that she would have to be sent out sooner or later, but there was nothing she could do. Some of her good sisters became caring rich wives after following others, while others were just tools to vent their desires.

So when Murong called her to the office today, she felt that the important moment of her life had finally come. Looking at the sunny day in the photo, her heart was always pounding.

In the elevator, I saw this sunny day looking at my own eyes openly, and I took the opportunity to take advantage of it in the conference room, but the conference room was also where Li Weiwei changed her view on sunny days.

She is neither tepid nor arrogant, neither humble nor arrogant, and has a humble and gentlemanly attitude, and her heart also thrills with his eyes.

At this moment, he looked at her with this look and made a joke, which made her hot all over. According to her sister's experience, the man should now push himself onto the bed.

Qingtian gently leaned back on the sand: "My wife, also known as Li Weiwei, is just two more grass than you."

Li Weiwei was stunned and knew that Qingtian had started attacking her with her wife's name.

"You are mourning." Li Weiwei bowed and said slowly.

These are all ordinary skills for men. There is no progress.

"What are you sad about? You little fool." Qingtian smiled and scolded, slapped Li Weiwei's cheongsam, and said, "My wife is alive with my child, you are a crow's mouth."

Li Weiwei was stunned, with a look of fear on his face: "I'm sorry, I don't know, I'm so embarrassed."

Don't offend him, or you'll be done in the future.

Qingtian waved his hand: "I'm not a young man, you're not a maid, so how could so many things come from? Besides, isn't my wife good? Child Yan Wuji, haha."

Li Weiwei's face was rosy, and she smiled: "I'm not a child."
To be continued...