When Fei Li woke up early in the morning, she was startled by Yi Chen, hurriedly opened the window and said coquettishly: "Boss, why do you learn from Chekov and the others? You are going to become an addict. For half a night, the room was full of cigarettes."

Yi Chen smiled, moved his hands and feet as usual, and said with a smile: "Well, I have something to discuss with Mr. Fatadio." When Fei Li heard this, she ran to wash herself obediently and never said anything again.

Fatadio walked in with a pill in his mouth and an oxygen mask on his face, giggling in a muffled voice: "Yi, you came back wearing a big lama's clothes last night? Oh, it's such a pity. I really want to see how you looked at that time. Oh, is there anything?"

Yi Chen smiled faintly: "Oh, Fatadio, don't underestimate the clothes I've worn... I've noticed that there are two Dzi beads on that set of clothes and a small pure gold demon-subduing pestle. Maybe they are all real treasures, otherwise I wouldn't want that set of clothes... Well, don't talk about it, I'm leaving Lhasa, oh, don't ask me why, just a little private matter."

Fatadio was a little anxious, pulled off the oxygen hood with one hand and shouted: "But Yi, the boss said you are responsible."

Yi Chen smiled, walked over and patted his shoulder heavily, and said in a harmonious voice: "Then, I will hand over all the power to you...Fatadio, oh, my dear, you just need to remember one thing. The offer I made is a little higher than the bottom price of the Americans. If there is no big mistake, we can gain the upper hand in negotiations. As for those officials, do you still remember my performance that night? You go and customize a batch of small Buddha statues in pure gold, and then, those who have accepted my 200,000 bribes to each of them... As for those who look as thin as a stone, you just talk to them."

Fatadio frowned: "Yi, is the thing you are going to do really that important?"

Yi Chen laughed: "Yes, it's very important. Originally, I haven't remembered this matter, but since I know the news, I have to deal with it... Oh, Fatadio, give me a formal business identity, maybe I need to use these false names."

Seeing that Yi Chen had decided to leave, Fatadio nodded helplessly and said, "So, if things succeed, will I sign the agreement? But... I'm afraid, what if those Americans are making trouble in the middle? The boss doesn't want to cause trouble in China."

Yi Chen pondered for a while and called Kane's phone: "Yes, Kane, it's me... You asked Starrongen to be responsible for your current affairs. You led fifty good men to Lhasa City, China... Mr. Yali will arrange for you to come in. By the way, it's enough to carry a little igniter. After coming to Lhasa, follow Mr. Fatadio's arrangements. Do you understand? Yes... No, don't want those people who are good at attacking. I want that kind of secret expert, well, yes... I'll ask Frank and ask him to ask him for a batch of special medicines to bring to China, OK, and smooth."

Yi Chen looked at Fatadio and giggled: "Okay, is there any problem now? If the Americans want to play other means, I think Mr. Kane will be happy to kill them, right?"

Fatadio laughed relievedly, feeling a little breathing, and hurriedly held the oxygen in several large mouthfuls, and asked with a sneer: "Where are you going?"

Yi Chen smiled faintly: "I? Sichuan, that place should be Chengdu, right? In short, it is my hometown... Well, I was adopted like a rag in some place nearby, haha...haha." He smirked a few times.

Fatadio's expression changed slightly. He felt uncomfortable for Yi Chen, nodded, called their boss's phone number, and began to arrange for Yi Chen to conduct some kind of business examination in Sichuan. Anyway, their boss has many large companies behind him, so he can just get one out and open a certificate.

On the way to the airport, Skye was simply wailing: "Boss, don't you want us to pursue the mistresses of the Americans? We haven't gotten it yet. I just touched it upstairs last night... Hehe, nothing..."

Yi Chen said lightly: "Oh, but, are your eyes the two American women? The place I want to go is known as the "Nation of Heavenly Mansions" in China. This is a name that has existed since ancient times... Food, wine, beauty, alas... If you don't want to go, then stay in Lhasa, Jester, open the door and kick him down."

Skye grabbed Yi Chen's thigh tightly and said with a flattering smile: "Boss, are there really many beauties?"

Yi Chen yawned and looked at him strangely: "As long as you don't break the law, you can make those girls like you through normal channels, I will not interfere with you. If you dare to commit a crime there, I don't think you can leave Sichuan alive." Skye rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.

Des next to him proudly gestured himself, giggling and said, "Boss, we are useless, we are also the marquis of the blood clan... The one you are talking about, what Sichuan, can anyone kill us? Haha..."

Yi Chen said lightly: "Oh? Didn't the lamas in the Potala Palace almost kill you?"

Des widened his eyes...Chekov smiled sinisterly, spitting a cigarette ring on his face, and whined, "Sky, you must be careful, there are many strange people in China, haha..."

Feli looked at Jester in confusion: "Are you four huddled in a row of seats, aren't you tired?"

Jester shook his body and shook his head and said, "It's okay, I put my legs on their heads anyway, they don't mind... Well, we have a strong ability to promote life, right, boss?"

Yi Chen shook his head, said nothing, leaned his head against Feili's shoulder, and took a nap.

Looking out of the taxi window in Chengdu, Yi Chen said coldly: "Ah, I have no impression at all... Well, my confused master and that confused uncle have cleaned me up the mountain from where? This city does not belong to me...I nor does it belong to him."

The driver turned around and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

Yi Chen pointed lazily in the direction: "Well, turn right in front, and then... Well, walk five hundred meters forward and turn left at the intersection." After thinking about it, Yi Chen pointed to the taxi behind and said, "Be careful, drive slowly, don't throw the car behind, my companion on it."

The driver looked at Yi Chen a little strangely, nodded, and slowed down. He really couldn't figure it out. Yi Chen looked very good, how could he have such a garbage companion behind him? Ace's shouting came from afar: "Hi, beauty, givemeakiss." Then, there was the crazy laughter of a group of villains, regardless of the glare of passers-by at them.

A row of four taxis parked at the gate of a middle school. Yi Chen looked at his watch and asked: "When will they get out of school?"

The driver responded: "Well, middle school students, it's twelve o'clock noon. Sir, are you here waiting for someone? We still have to support our family, and we can't wait with you... OK, okay, no problem, you can do whatever you want." However, Yi Chen waved his hand and smashed a stack of banknotes and ordered: "Tell the next three, we will use your car later, and we will leave after we finish the work." The driver hurriedly went down.

Jester walked over with a marijuana cigarette in his mouth, and his head reached into the car window, muttering, "Boss, why are you here for? It seems like a middle school, right? And I don't think you know people here... Just like what Chekov said, you are interested in the little girl these days, so come here... sorry..." Jester's head retreated quickly, but Philey's two fingers almost dug out his eyes.

Chekov looked around behind for a while, and laughed gloatingly: "Fuck, Jester, you deserve it. Even though he knew that Feli hated such a topic the most, he still asked the boss in front of her."

Jester leaned against a tree at the school gate, glanced at Chekov, and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, what the hell are the boss doing? I think the boss has been a little wrong since the night before yesterday, and has become like a mentally ill."

Skye and the others also leaned lazily at the school gate, smoking marijuana one by one, shaking their heads and saying, "You two have followed the boss for so many years but don't know, how do we understand what happened? Maybe he ran to the Potala Palace in the middle of the night and was gang-raped by several women? He is now sad."

Chekov smiled softly, but Jester's face turned cold. Chekov shivered all over and stood beside him, not daring to move. Jester said viciously: "Sky, if you dare to say a little bad words to the boss, I will kill you." Skye was stunned for a moment, shrank his neck, and began to be honest, but he was still muttering: "If you didn't give me marijuana and money, I might not have been killed by you... Satan, why don't we have money?"

At first, some students walked out. Yi Chen sat in the taxi and remained motionless, but his eyes were fixed on the school gate.

After a long time, a pair of big eyes wearing a white jacket, white sweatpants, smiling, with delicate face, short hair and tall figure rushed out with a bag, shouting: "Yue, I will give you back to you in the afternoon, byebye." On this side, Yi Chen's body shook, and a silver light flashed in his eyes.

Fei Li felt sore immediately, and she held Yi Chen's ear and asked, "What are you doing? I'm running so far to see a beautiful little girl? Humph, hum..."

Yi Chen said in a low voice: "If my magical technique did not fail and my divine sense sensing that day was correct... she would be my family."

Phili and Sally were stunned for a moment. Phili let go of his hand a little embarrassedly and apologized repeatedly: "Boss, I'm sorry... But who told you to stare at the beautiful girl in a daze?"

Yi Chen was not the only one in a daze? Chekov and Skye had already slapped and stomped their feet and shouted, praising the little girl in white: "Hi, littlegirl..." Chekov suddenly shouted again: "Wow, not only this one, two others ran out. I understand why the boss came here, so many beauties, beauties..."

These middle school students who had just finished school seemed to have seen evil ghosts, and hurriedly escaped from the nine villains, and then glanced at the strangely colored, strangely-looking, and strangely dressed. They were obviously either gangsters or hooligans.

The little girl in white looked at Chekov and the others in a little scared manner, and stood at the school gate and whispered to the two female classmates who were catching up with him, "My dad didn't come to pick me up on time... Every time he said he would go home by himself, it was not safe on the way, but he didn't pass by on time."

Yi Chen had already pushed open the car door, tidied up his clothes a little, and walked slowly towards the girl in white. For some reason, Yi Chen had an urge to kill at this moment. As the true energy flowed in his body, a trace of air conditioning slowly ejaculated from his fingertips. Fei Li stuck out her tongue in the car, pulled Sally and said, "The boss looks a little dizzy. What is he going to do?"

Before Yi Chen arrived, a tall boy had already stopped the girl in white, smiled and bowed with a Western manner, pointed to a black Mercedes-Benz that was slowly coming from the intersection and said, "Xiaolan, your father didn't come to pick you up. Why don't I take you back?"

Xiaolan shrugged her shoulders, raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes in the same manner as Yi Chen's attitude, and whispered: "Ah? Forget it, thank you, my dad doesn't want me to take someone else's car... Well, I'll be a little late anyway, thank you."

Yi Chen had already walked up and asked in a deep voice: "Miss Xiaolan? Can I ask you a question?"

The boy turned around and looked at Yi Chen's tall and strong body and his handsome face with infinite mystery, shouting loudly: "Hey, who are you? Do you know how to be polite? It is very impolite to interrupt other people's conversations when we are talking. Do you understand?"

Yi Chen looked at him strangely and said with a smile: "Well, kid, you don't have to act like this if you want to show off in front of someone you care about... What's the use of getting angry with me? I don't have any threat to you. On the contrary, if you offend me, you may feel uncomfortable."

The boy pushed Yi Chen's chest with a palm, and his eyes emitted a wild beastly light, and he roared: "What are you saying? What the hell are you? Eh..." He couldn't say anything anymore, Jester and the others had already walked around, and a small blade of Chekov was tightly pressing against his neck.

Two bodyguard-like men rushed down from the black Mercedes-Benz and shouted: "What are you doing? Stop and let go of our young master."

Yi Chen frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not very lucky recently. First I met an old madman, and then a group of unreasonable bastards." He waved his hand and signaled Chekov to let go of this "young master". The little guy who was so arrogant just now almost crawled behind the two bodyguards.

Yi Chenxu stopped Xiaolan, who was about to sneak away with his classmates, and asked softly: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to hurt you... May I ask, your father is..."

The little girl shrugged her shoulders, secretly glanced at Jester and the others who were not serious enough to stand, and whispered: "My father? Are you having something to do with him? Ah, he only does business with Chinese people, haha, sorry... I'm hungry and I'm leaving first. Byebye."

A gust of wind came from behind, Yi Chen flew back, and the bodyguard who swung his fist at the back of his head flew back five meters, spurted out blood, and lay on the ground humming. Yi Chen turned around, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and said with a grim voice: "Damn it, you bastards get out of here, otherwise I will kill you now."

The 'Young Master' and the bodyguard were shocked, and they ignored the bodyguards who were moaning on the ground and hurriedly walked towards their car. At this time, a white car drove over, and a middle-aged man who looked only in his early forties poked his head out of the back seat, frowned and asked: "Xiao Yang, are you causing trouble again? How did your dad teach you? Hum?"

Xiao Yang shouted as if he saw a savior: "Uncle Sima, I didn't cause trouble today. It was someone else who provoked me, and they even injured Brother Geng."

The middle-aged man quickly got out of the car and walked over. Xiaolan had already rushed over and threw herself into his arms and shouted: "Dad, you are late again... Go back and ask mom to punish you to kneel on the floor."

Yi Chen gently took out a cigar, lit it slowly, and sucked it up, and spit out a smoke ring in the sky. Sima frowned and looked at Yi Chen and the nine guys behind him who seemed not serious. He almost understood what happened. He reached out to Yi Chen: "Sima Longfei, this gentleman, seems to rarely meet, right? Why bother to see him like a child?"

Yi Chen's divine consciousness surged, and a heat flow that almost made his blood vessels explode came from Sima Longfei. That was... Yi Chen's star power flowed endlessly. The cold energy made him calm down instantly. He smiled and reached out and said, "Yi Chen, I'm here to find you, Mr. Sima, but I've played with this kid for a little. Well, I hope I'm not too heavy. However, sneaking into others from behind is not a good habit. They always have to pay the price for these things."

Sima Long flew across Xiao Yang and the two bodyguards and smiled and said, "Oh, so that's it... For my sake, why don't you forget it? Also, why are you looking for me? I never do business with foreigners. Although you are Chinese, I never do business with people with foreign backgrounds. I'm sorry."

Yi Chen smiled: "In this way, your profit will shrink a lot... I haven't figured out what to do with you yet. Maybe I just asked a few questions, maybe I might even cooperate with you. Goodbye, Mr. Sima, I will find you."

Yi Chen walked back to the taxi and shouted: "Go to the hotel."

Immediately, he dialed the number left to him by Yi Yang and the others: "Well, I'll look for Yi Yang, yes, I'm their friend."

Yi Yang answered the phone one minute later and shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother, why are you free to find us? Where are you?"

Yi Chen smiled and replied: "I'm in Chengdu. Yes, there's a little thing... Please help me check someone. This should not be difficult for you, right? After all, you are working in the security department. Check me for a person named Sima Longfei in Chengdu. He should have a certain status and identity."

Yi Yang agreed: "Don't worry, senior brother, it's no problem. But did he offend you or what?"

Yi Chen said in a low voice: "It's just a little private matter, it's nothing. I'm just asking him for an answer. Haha, help me get some noise in Chengdu, and say that the agent of the Russian Shachev Consortium is coming here to invest and announce my identity so that I can do it more conveniently... Yes... Yi Yang, I would like to remind you, when the deadline is over, go back to the mountain. Although the world is good, it's not a place for long-term love... You have to work harder, do you understand?"

Yi Yang nodded there: "Okay, I'll listen to you... In a few months, I'll explain the affairs at hand, and I'll go back to the sect. Several fellow disciples under Master Tianfengzi's sect will come back to take over ours."

Yi Chen smiled and said, "So, goodbye, we have enough time and we have many opportunities to meet... Take good care of ourselves and look at those boys for the senior brother, and don't let them be naughty." Yi Chen hung up the phone.

The driver next to him muttered: "Oh, sir, do you know Tiaozi? But what does it mean to go back to the mountain? Are you a monk from Shaolin Temple? Damn it, that's the same as in the video, and the peerless masters join the police force."

Yi Chen ignored him, looked out the window with a faint smile, and whispered: "Does the driver not violate traffic regulations when talking while raising a car in China?" The driver immediately shut up and drove there obediently-

Yi Yang and his team praised Jester and others for their efficiency. Yi Chen and his group had only been in the hotel for less than an hour. Two young people sent a pack of copied files and explained: "Please destroy it after reading it." Then they quickly left.

Yi Chen chuckled: "My junior brothers, my status is pretty good now. Otherwise, how could he call other people's files for me, an outsider so quickly?" He casually pulled out the files and began to read them carefully.

A very ordinary file, Sima Longfei, forty-two years old, his wife Xue Lan, forty-one years old, and a daughter Sima Lan was sixteen years old. Sima Longfei was born in a careless family since childhood. After graduating from university, he devoted himself to doing business. His luck seemed pretty good. Now he has a small fortune, but he seems to be a relatively radical person who never trades with any foreigner. There is no criminal record, no bad record, and it is a very ordinary typical case of starting from scratch.

Of course, the archives are detailed, and all the details of Sima's own private account are recorded on it.

Yi Chen waved his hand, and a trace of sword energy shot out, and the file and the packaging bag were shattered and scattered. Then, a ball of golden three-flavored true fire swallowed the pieces.

Yi Chen thought for a while and whispered: "Jest, change your clothes and change them to a more formal one. After my junior brother and others reveal my identity, I will visit Mr. Sima. At least, you can't let others think you are hooligans...Fili, just go and Sally as you like to play, don't cause trouble."

Philey nodded, hugged Yi Chen's head and asked, "Don't you want me to accompany you?"

Yi Chen shook his head gently and said, "No need... Well, Xue Lan is forty-one years old this year, and I should be almost twenty-five years old this year, right? Well, China is a traditional and conservative country. Haha, I roughly understand some things... Well, if I handle this matter well, I will have no worries, so my realm will never be able to break through."

Philey nodded and asked, "Do you have to make an appointment with that 'sima' first?"

Yi Chen shook his head: "No, no need, I'll find a chance for the three of them to visit...Jest, you guys will buy me clothes now, don't lose my face, otherwise I'll throw you back from here to London."

Skye and the others rushed out first and shouted loudly: "The boss paid for us to change clothes, and the other person who didn't agree was an idiot."—

Yi Chen's spiritual consciousness was deeply immersed in his Nascent Soul, as if watching a show, he walked out of the hotel with his well-dressed Jester and nine others, and got into the hotel's vehicle. Then, three cars slowly headed towards Sima Longfei's company headquarters. It was said that it was the headquarters, but it changed in Chekov's mouth: "Boss, look at their company, didn't they rent an office building? Damn, if our headquarters is the same, can we pretend to be a few girls? I guarantee there are no customers..."

Yi Chen's divine consciousness moved slightly, and he directly commanded the star power in Chekov's body, and stabbed it in a certain part of him like an awl. Chekov tilted his mouth and hugged his little brother below, and he never dared to speak any more. After a long time, Chekov let out a breath and asked nervously: "Boss, am I sick? Why did I suddenly feel pain?"

Yi Chen stood up, ignored Chekov's questions, and walked straight into the office building. Jester gestured to Chekov with a middle finger and said viciously: "Go and check it out, be careful that one of your parts is sick and rotten." Sky and the others walked up gloatingly and followed Yi Chen into it. Chekov cursed for a while, holding a stick of marijuana in his mouth, and walked in with his butt on his left and right.

On the thirteenth floor, Jester muttered: "It's not a good number."

Skye whispered, "But Lord Satan likes this number."
To be continued...