Sister Rong felt that Mag looked familiar but didn't know him, but she heard about his name.

It was an occasion where Sister Rong felt that she needed to be careful when breathing and breathing. The boss of the company just lowered her eyebrows and followed the big guy with a pleasing look, so she could only do the job of a service staff member.

I heard someone say how many industries I own, don’t think they are bragging.

When I hear someone talking about the powerful people in Zhenhai Realm, don’t think it’s nonsense.

It is embarrassing to talk about how much ordinary currency you have earned here. I feel embarrassed to say what kind of spiritual treasures you have, how much value did you spend at a certain auction to buy expensive treasures, or how much money did you buy a certain treasure in exchange for it.

Sister Rong remembers that night she always stood on the edge of the corner of the wall and quietly observed everyone in the place. She had a task here to match her name and face as much as possible, know who is who, and then make a summary for the company boss.

It was very late, when the banquet was about to end, Mag appeared. Sister Rong didn't recognize her on the plane just now, and she only blamed that the distance at that banquet was too far and it was difficult to see clearly. She just heard some people say Mag's name.

"This is Mag, the number one strategist."

"What do you know? He, a strategist, may become a member of parliament anytime, anywhere."

"Many big shots come to him for work, they are versatile and have friends everywhere."

"In the imperial capital, Mag is definitely one of the biggest names that cannot be offended. The key is that they are not only young, but also single, and have no relatives. All their favors and power are concentrated on themselves."

The high-ranking figures that Sister Rong saw before greeted Mag with a smile. Not only did the main position be given to the other party, but everyone listened to what he said during the twenty minutes of Mag sitting here. He was the well-deserved protagonist of the scene.

Sister Rong didn’t know who Mag was, and she couldn’t recognize those big names, but she knew a few of them.

The super strong man in the Heaven-Zhu Realm; the head of the spiritual family; the big man in the high-level position of the imperial capital; the helm of a large enterprise...

These people are actually not at the closest place to Mag.

In the secular world, there are too many things that need to be experienced. Sister Rong always feels that she is doing well and has been working hard along her own path. As a result, today, many of her well-structured achievements in her mind have completely collapsed.

At that time, the two great commanders of the Dawn Army and the Dawn Army, the two major rushing realms, protected Xia Xia, which once made Sister Rong feel that the pressure was reduced by half and it was much easier during this period. However, as a higher level, she has always advocated low-key behavior and deliberately avoided some places where big people appeared when arranging work for Xia Xia, for fear that the Dawn Army would not be able to withstand it.

Something happened to the sea clan, and biochemical cells were like dropping bombs among ordinary people. Sister Rong didn't panic. The company was headquartered in the imperial capital. No matter what others did, she and Xia Xia would definitely get the best protection. Even if there was danger, the first wave of danger would definitely not be herself.

When Xia Xia told her sister that she was going to pick her up to the northeast, Sister Rong subconsciously resisted that the imperial capital was so safe. No matter how strong the Dawn Army was, it was just two heaven-by-day realms. Even if Mr. Tang was strong and was the top-level powerful existence, he was just a person. Can he have a strong future defense system like the imperial capital?

When she saw that Mag's sunglasses were taken off by Tang Yu and replaced with gold-rimmed glasses, the black and blue circles on her right eye were clearly visible, and then the name Mag overlapped with the vague image in her memory. Is this Mr. Ma?

Mr. Ma who asked Mr. Tang to give an electric gun to his eyes?

Step by step, the well-structured worldview and the level of power gradually spread upward along this step, and were completely broken on this plane.

"Xiaoma, I tell you that our Yan'er is really good. I gave you such a chance because of your smart boy. If you ask someone else, you dare to come to our Yan'er and I won't slap him to death. I'll tell you, give you a chance, if you want to be useful, don't give you a chance, you won't be useful."

"You look reluctant. Yin'er, you said, just this kid is almost as old as me. If you really want to become Yan'er, are we at a disadvantage? You can calculate this and that every day. The brain-like people are getting old and dying quickly. No, let's forget it. I can't push Xiao Si into the fire pit. Forget it, I'm pretending that I didn't say anything about this."

In Sister Rong's eyes, Mr. Ma was completely in a state of being unable to provoke you and chose not to pay attention to you. He was helpless and didn't dare to refute. He was not as scoundrel as the other party was, and it was even worse to do it. That guy was like a scoundrel from decades ago. He was disgusting and how he came to see how he killed Feng Sanchi. He had to be so frustrated that he chose such a way of death.

In Mag's eyes, among the strong men he knew, Tang Yu was the one who was the one who looked the most like the strong. Most of the heat weapons had withdrawn from the stage of history, and the development of spiritual bullets only allowed some ordinary troops to have the ability to fight, but in the end, he was developed into a unique combat method.

The absolute gap in strength makes it impossible for both sides to compare, but his spiritual bullets have limited lethality, which fully demonstrates what it means to pull a big cart. If the lethality is not enough, it will take a single needle and hurt at most, and one or two drops of blood. But if this needle stabs you infinitely, the lethality accumulation is enough. The process is so refreshing that the pain in the heart will be much greater than the body.

Feng Sanchi is the best example. He is trapped, unable to move, and is beaten in front of the whole spiritual world. Humiliation is one aspect. The vitality that slowly fades. With Tang Yu's temper, he can really be in the sky and in the "live broadcast" environment of the whole spiritual world. He will die sooner or later. Why should he suffer humiliation and die again?

This guy, it is best to be able to hide if he can't afford to offend, and it is best not to become an enemy if he can't afford to hide.

Becoming a friend? That's impossible. This guy's lazy state is what Mag looked down upon the most. On the surface, he smiled and did not become enemies. It was his greatest wish.

The plane landed in Linhai Mansion and arrived at the territory of others. Mag didn't need to stay any longer, regardless of how many people they would tear the space and drill into the cracks in the space to leave.

Tang Yu raised his kick and kicked the crack of the space that was torn apart and slowly closing: "This kid, if you have some power, you will float away. Wouldn't you find a place where no one is going back?"

On the other side, Mag was shocked. The passage in the entire space crack collapsed, and the coordinates of the imperial capital could not be found. The chaotic and violent space force rushed towards him. All he could do was to tear open the space crack and go out from the space crack.

"I!!!Damn!!!!"

Who has seen Mag scolding?

Watching monsters stacked with monsters slapped at themselves in the waves, Mag flew out of the sky in an instant, standing in the air and watching the sea of ​​blood under his feet, a huge shark rushed out of the sea water, opened his mouth, and his huge sharp teeth exuded a bloody smell, his body rotted and broken, and bones were exposed in several places.

Mag stretched out his hand and slapped the shark back. Facing the overwhelming monsters in the sea, he wanted to vent his anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to rush forward. Now no one can tell how many high-level monsters there are in this sea of ​​blood. How far have they evolved? Are there any strong men from the Heaven-Zhu Realm infected by monsters? How many monsters have evolved stronger than before they were alive?

These are all unknown answers, and the strong dare not investigate easily. The imperial capital asked Mag to follow Tang Yu so meticulously and arrange his journey to pick him up, not only to get a piece of advice or two, but also to find out from all aspects of the forces, but to explore it for everyone, the cost of paying lies in the negotiation table. Now it is to allow him to sit at the negotiating table.

In Linhai Mansion, others didn't know what happened. Ji Dongsheng, who came to pick him up, smiled bitterly. After so many years, his master has not changed. If you are not the person he cares about, it's better to stay away from him. His little movements at any time and anywhere are equivalent to digging a big hole for you.

The helicopter was delivered to Wanghai Town, and there were no ordinary people and tourists nearby. The team of warriors organized by the Poxiao Army and Linhai Mansion had already arrived in Wanghai Town to station here, using it as a logistics supply center to supply the defense system of Lingyu District.

Wanghai Town, which is usually very salty, suddenly became lively. There are more than one such town in the coastal area, and more than one in Linhai Mansion. But who is the master of the mansion and the Grand Marshal who settled here? It’s not about taking care of the master. Ji Dongsheng and Geng Poxiao were waiting for the master to take care of their subordinates if they couldn’t do it.

The second floor is close to the backyard, and there are large rooms with two windows. Tang Yu gave it to Lin Kuohai and his wife to live there. Xia Xia likes to live in the same room with her sister, and she can live in Tang Mupo’s room before. It doesn’t matter which room Tang Yu lives in.

In less than a day, the rooms on the pawnshop were redecorated. At the busiest time, Tang Mupo came back and brought someone to decorate it. It was completely refreshed and everything was available.

Lin Yin thought about taking her parents around the town. It was actually quite good. The scenery nearby, the air, and the life was relatively simple. When Tang Yu led her around, she liked this town very much.

"Hello uncle and aunt."

"Uncle and aunt, this is fresh fruit, take it back and taste it."

"Lin Yin, take it back for uncles and aunts to stew the soup."

"Uncle, you're out for a walk. We play chess and poker, and we ride bikes together. You don't have to find a place to drink. There are wine and food at every door, so you have to come here."

"Auntie, we have both the card game and the next door, and there are square dances in the evening. By the way, don't look at the town that there are no lively shops and outlets, but you just need to enter the door if you have any questions."
Chapter completed!