"Enhee, your Oppa is back. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Sister, are you going?"

Wu Ruoxi blinked his eyes and said, "I, I have seen it. Your Oppa even invited me to have a drink~"

Song Enxi, the young girl who used to dislike talking, was introverted, and liked to bite people, is now outstanding. She is tender and taller, and she sits there with two long legs.

Maybe she was a little embarrassed by the beautiful girl. Song Enxi pinched the remote control of the TV in her hand and thought for a while before saying, "I...I have time to go there in the afternoon~"

Wu Ruoxi, who thought she would say "Okay", didn't expect that she would really decide to go in the afternoon and said strangely: "Did you have something to do this morning?"

"I...a classmate of mine asked me to visit her friend's house, and I had already agreed before the summer vacation."

Wu Ruoxi, who had a ponytail, stood up and pulled the sportswear on her body, then reached out and pinched her pink. Her cheeks were so tender that she smiled and said, "Our Enxi also has friends. Well, you should be careful on the way, remember to bring your phone with you~" After that, he picked up the backpack on the coffee table, turned around and waved his hand to her and left the door.

This house was rented by Fang Yuanshan for Wu Ruoxi. Now the girl is also studying at Nubacui Academy, so she moved over from the halfway mountain.

"Bang~"

When Song Enxi, who was sitting on the sofa frowned and thought for a while, was still struggling to go to his classmate's house.

Most of her classmates came from wealthy families, and their parents were leaders, private owners, etc., and they usually didn’t like to play with her, a North Korean girl who didn’t speak standard Mandarin. I wonder why she invited her to visit together?

Zhu pulled his slippers to the bathroom to wash his face, then looked up at the beautiful and beautiful face in the mirror. She stretched out her hand and held her face, murmured, "Do I want to go?"

"Dingling"

The landline in the outer room rang. She turned around and left the bathroom. When she answered the phone, she realized that it was her classmate who called. She was still hesitating in her mind and said unconsciously: "I...I'm washing up and it's over soon."

Song Enxi, who put down the phone, thought about it for a while on the sofa, finally stood up. He took dozens of pieces of Xiangjiang coins from under the coffee table, went to the door to change his shoes, opened the door and left the door...

At this time, in the village at the foot of Qianfoshan Mountain in Quanwan, Xiangjiang, four or five men sat in a single-family courtyard. These men were Buddhist monks who practiced, monks wearing monk robes, and ordinary people in casual clothes. Several of them were drinking tea and chatting, and they seemed extremely leisurely at this summer afternoon.

"Chirky"

The cicadas on the tree kept chirping. One of the men in casual clothes put down the cup in their hands and asked with confusion: "Master, what are the origins of those two men? The old saying is that heroes violate the ban with martial arts. I don't think it's a good thing for these two people who violate common sense to appear."

The old monk wearing a monk's robe, with a shiny head, and two gray beards hanging to the corner of his mouth slowly placed the cup in his hand on the table, and said without caring: "Whether it is sin or blessing, karma cannot be avoided, good and evil will be rewarded in the end! Even if you have supernatural powers, you still cannot escape the rules of cause and effect."

Regarding the monk's statement, the two monks with crowns nodded, but the two men in casual clothes looked frowning and thoughtful.

The great monk continued: "Meditation and liberation, blessings and wisdom, such powers, the power of impermanence is the greatest. How many great supernatural powers have been there in ancient times, but can you see that the world has changed? No matter how many supernatural powers, all kinds of magic powers, and impermanence powers of cause and effect, they will naturally be liberated in the end."

“Master, do you mean to wait and see what’s going on?”

The monk who looked sixty years old suddenly stopped talking, with an unfathomable look on his face.

The group sat under the tree for dozens of minutes, and then the two middle-aged men in casual clothes stood up and said goodbye. After getting in the car and driving for a distance, one of the men in a sky blue shirt frowned and asked, "What do you think?"

Another man in his early twenties and wearing a black short-sleeved shirt shrugged: "You know, I have never had much contact with these divine masters and don't know how to judge."

The middle-aged man driving was a little dazed. After the young man in the co-pilot finished speaking, he did not respond and let the car slowly slide forward on the "shallow water curve".

"Hiss"

The sound insulation effect of the old Nissan is extremely poor, and the tire noise is very loud. It may have been crushed to the stones. The splashing pieces hit the car door, making a crisp sound, and at the same time it also pulled back the soul of the tranced man.

Looking at the shadows of trees slowly passing by on both sides of the car, he smiled bitterly, "Then what do you think we should do? Tell the above that good and evil will be rewarded in the end? Will God take those two people?"

"Haha, what else can I do? Let's tell me the truth~"

These two people are from the "Secret Intelligence Bureau" of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Xiangjiang. Their names are quite high-ranking, both "Secret Intelligence" and "Secret Intelligence". In fact, there are only five people in total, including two directors and deputy directors, and one secretary, and the only clerk. The main task she is usually responsible for is this kind of matter that cannot be found out, but has to investigate.

Hearing his words, the older man shook his head and said, "You are still young and have the opportunity to be transferred to another department. I am 45 this year. If I can't achieve any results, I will probably retire as a clerk."

"Hey, how could you be transferred from the mainland to this place?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and didn't say anything. There were too many twists and turns in it, and he couldn't say anything. Although he had worked with this young man for more than three years, the person who climbed up was also his subordinates, and he brought it out with him. Didn't he betray him in the end?

Therefore, people's hearts are separated from their belly. Only when they reach forty can they truly understand what it means to "do not have a heart to harm others, and be careful of others." Unfortunately, it seems too late.

Just as the two were chatting, the car had already passed the "Running Racecourse" of Xiangjiang, only one step away from Central.

Xiangjiang is a part of the traffic driving regulations of the British colonies. The vehicle is on the left and the driver's seat is on the right. It is one of the few areas in the world that adopts such traffic regulations. At this time, the man in the passenger seat turned to look at the "Cameron Mountain, and the mansion in the distance is faintly visible in his eyes.

"Brother Ji, you said these rich people are so happy. They live in a big house of thousands of feet, including bodyguards, servants, and beautiful women. And those of us who have worked hard to contribute to the prosperity and stability of Xiangjiang, but they live in low-rent housing provided by the government. They are so popular that people are more awesome."

"Haha, who made you have poor reincarnation skills? If you join the Li family, Huang family, and Huo family, then you will live in a luxury house and drive a luxury car now."

The young man shook his head and sighed, "Hey, there is no hope in this life, let's talk about it in the next life~"

The man with envious and jealous eyes suddenly turned his head and wondered: "Brother Ji, I remember that there is a rich man in your mainland who bought a house here. What's the name? It's quite famous."

"Of the mainland? Why don't I know?"

"Hey, something happened to the Ruan Clan Ancestral Hall some time ago. Many senior officials from the Jiang Mansion passed by. It is said that you, the mainland, went over to make trouble. I heard that you smashed the ancestral hall in the end~"

The man in the driver's seat was stunned when he heard it. When the light in front of him was red, he simply pulled over and stopped the car, frowned and asked, "Why don't I know about this?"

Unlike this young man, Ji Xinou was defeated in the battle and had a deep understanding of the cruel political struggle of the upper class. The "Ruan Clan Ancestral Hall" mentioned by young people is not just a ancestral hall, but also the spiritual pillar of Vietnamese in Xiangjiang. Breaking their ancestral hall is like digging their ancestral tombs. Those Vietnamese must fight you.

However, Ji Xinou didn't hear that there were Vietnamese causing trouble. Instead, he has made Vietnamese very low-key in Xiangjiang recently.

"Brother Ji, you took leave and returned to China during that period. After you came back, you were busy with Xigong's affairs, so you may not be very clear."

He said hurriedly: "Tell me about that matter in detail."

"I don't know much, most of them are rumor. It is rumored that a jewelry company in Xiangjiang was robbed of tens of millions of gold, and the mastermind behind it was the Ruan Trading Group. Later, the rich man from mainland China brought a lot of people to Dasuo Xiangjiang, and finally followed up to the Ruan Trading Group. I heard that Ruan Zhen was beaten to death by the rich man from your mainland China on the spot~"

"Beat to death on the spot? Is it impossible? Didn't the Jiang Mansion arrest anyone?" Ji Xinou asked with an incredible look on his face.

"Brother Ji, you don't know now! I heard that there were many policemen outside the ancestral hall and celebrities from the political and business circles. However, those people were so angry that they didn't dare to take a breath, just watching the other party leave."

When he said this, the young man deliberately leaned over and whispered: "Even his son is also...." As he said that, he reached out and wiped his neck.

I don’t know such a big thing, Ji Xinou felt that his political sensitivity was still too low. He said in a daze: “Who is the person you mentioned?”

When he heard him ask for his name, the young man frowned and thought for a moment, saying, "It seems that his surname is Fang, his name is Fang... What's the reason?"

The people who can make the Jiang Mansion retreat must be the kind of sensible figure in the international community. While he was thinking, Ji Xinou's mind was also spinning at high speed, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Fang Yuanshan?"

"Yes, yes, that's Fang Yuanshan~"

(To be continued.).
Chapter completed!