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418 What a pity(1/2)

This is the first time Chen Bahuang has heard of the three words Yipintang.

Chen Bahuang, who couldn't think of this, immediately dialed according to the number where he sent the message.

However, after the phone was connected, no one [5200     www.bqg5200.co] spoke there.

"Hey, who is your priest?"

"Can you hear my voice? If you can hear it, just respond with a sound!"

Chen Bahuang asked twice, but the person on the other end of the phone kept silent. Chen Bahuang could only hear someone's breathing.

And listening to the breathing sound, Chen Bahuang’s experience should be a woman undoubtedly!

Just when Chen Bahuang was trying to say something else, the other party suddenly hung up the phone.

Listening to the blind voice coming from the phone, Chen Bahuang was stunned for a moment. Unwilling to accept that he dialed the number just now.

What surprised Chen Bahuang even more was that this time the other party actually turned off the phone.

"Who is reminding myself to beware of the Li family and the Yipintang behind the scenes?"

Chen    Bahuang fell into deep thought for a moment.

Fang Jing, who was more than two thousand kilometers away, pulled out a mobile phone card from the newly purchased mobile phone and rushed into the mall.

It has been two days since she escaped from Kyoto to this small county called Yuncheng, which is more than 2,000 kilometers away from Kyoto.

After settling down, she immediately found a way to contact Chen Bahuang.

After thinking about it, it is safer to use this method.

"The Eight Wilderness God of War, thank you for your kindness over the past period of time. All I can do for you is this. I hope you can overcome this difficulty safely. If you are not married in six years, I will be with you even if I die!"

The words of Zhuge Banxian kept appearing in Fang Jing's mind. He talked to himself alone and then left the mall.

In Kyoto, Chen Bahuang searched all the information in his mind, but he really couldn't find any information about this Yipintang.

Finally, Chen Bahuang had to call Ding Yan and asked her to come out for a midnight snack together.

Ding Yan has been in Kyoto for several years and knows much more about Kyoto than him.

At this time, Ding Yan was in contact with her subordinates in KTV.

After receiving a call from Chen Bahuang, he immediately called the secretary and the driver to leave.

"Mr. Ding, who called you? He dared to ask you to come to him in person. Could it be your partner, Mr. Ding?"

After getting into the car, the secretary looked puzzled and asked Ding Yan in a joking tone.

Because it's time to get off work, the secretary who has been with Ding Yan for several years still knows Ding Yan's temper quite well.

She was very serious when she was at work, even if her younger brother and sister came.

However, after get off work, Mr. Ding is as easy to get along with as big sisters in life and often jokes with them.

That's why the secretary dared to joke with Ding Yan when there was no one.

"What's the good thing? It's Master Eight asked me to come over for a midnight snack!"

Ding Yan said with an unpleasant look on her face.

"It's that Eighth Master again. I'm very curious. Who is that Eighth Master? How could Mr. Ding do things for him like this?"

When the secretary heard Mr. Ding say it was the Eighth Master, he became even more curious.

For a while, Mr. Ding has been revolving around this man!

However, she didn't dare to ask too much before and kept it in her heart.

Today, when I saw Mr. Ding was in a good mood, she took advantage of the fact that she had just drunk some wine and plucked up the courage to ask.

"There are not many people in this world who can catch my eye, and even fewer people can admire Fang. The Eighth Master is the man I admire the most, no doubt about it!"

Hearing the secretary's question, Ding Yan fell into memories, and her eyes unconsciously showed a look of admiration.

"Mr. Ding, what did he do before that even a strong woman like you admire him so much?"

Seeing Mr. Ding’s admiration when he talked about the Eighth Master, the secretary was shocked and became even more curious.

"He has done so many things that I admire, such as unifying the global underground forces six years ago, and then we are today in heaven and earth..."

Ding Yan fell into memories and answered slowly.

However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the exclamation of the secretary beside her.

"What..., isn't it Mr. Lin, the unified underground forces in the world? How did it become him?"

Ding Yan's words made the secretary exclaim in disbelief.

She used to think that Mr. Lin, who was in charge of the headquarters of Haojiang Island, was a person who unified the underground forces around the world.

However, now, I heard Mr. Ding’s intention, the person who unified the global underground forces and established the heaven and earth was not Mr. Lin, but the Eighth Master.

This news was so shocking for her.

"Who told you that it is President Lin? General Lin could only be regarded as his right-hand man. Even General Lin's brother and sister were saved by him. If it weren't for the national crisis that time, he unified the global underground forces and handed them over to General Lin's management, the eighth master would definitely be the one who is in charge of Haojiang headquarters now!"

When Ding Yan saw that the secretary had been with her for so many years and knew the truth, she told the secretary little by little about the past.

"No wonder, Mr. Ding, you admire that Eighth Master so much. It turns out that he had such a record before. It's a pity that if he had not joined the army, he would definitely be in charge of our world with Mr. Lin now!"

After hearing Ding Yan, the secretary thought that after the Eighth Master was discharged from the army, Lin Ziqiang refused to return to heaven and earth because he was afraid that the Eighth Master would come back to steal his wealth and power.

Although he was shocked by Chen Bahuang's previous record, he looked very sorry.

"What a pity? He doesn't care about the controllers of global underground forces. If he had not chosen to join the military when the national crisis was in the face of national crisis, how could he have the reputation of the Eight Desolates God of War today!"

When Ding Yan mentioned the four words "Eight Desolations of War God", the admiration in her eyes became even more obvious.

Just like those young men and girls who chase stars.

There are little stars in my eyes!

However, as soon as she finished speaking, their car suddenly braked!

Because the driver who was driving in front also heard her words, he exclaimed suddenly, just like the secretary, and subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

"Oh! What's wrong?"

The sudden sudden brake made Ding Yan and the secretary fall forward under inertia. The secretary screamed subconsciously.

Fortunately, they all wore seat belts and were not injured.

"Mr. Ding, you just said that Eighth Master is not only the real founder of the Heavenly World Hotel, but also the Eight Wilderness God of War who is shining ancient times and the present, but also extremely mysterious?"

The female driver, who was dressed in a strong outfit and as a driver and bodyguard, ignored the secretary's scream, turned back after braked, looked at Ding Yan in the back row, and asked in shock.

Even the secretary who had just sat firmly ignored everything else and looked at Ding Yan next to him with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"You heard it right! He is the Eight Desolate War God who has been tempted by foreign enemies when talking about it until now!"

Ding Yan looked at the two of them and answered with a certain expression.

"Oh my God, we have had such a close contact with the legendary Eight Wilderness God of War. Oh no, I was disrespectful to him before, and I didn't even look at him directly. I thought he was just a little face with Mr. Ding. Wouldn't he have any objections to me?"

"I've looked at him with that kind of contempt before. He must have no good feelings for me in his heart. Now it's over!"

Ding Yan's words made the secretary and the driver beside him pale.

"Puff! You guys, who told you to be so arrogant? It's just a lesson for you to see if you dare to do this in the future!"

The two of them made Ding Yan laugh and said to their subordinates with gloating expressions.

"Mr. Ding, we know we are wrong. For the sake of our relationship with you for so many years, we will teach us what to do!"

The two finally begged Ding Yan.

"Okay, Eighth Master is not that kind of stingy person, otherwise he would not have achieved the same achievements as today. Moreover, you two little people can't see him. I guess he doesn't even remember who you two are. Be calm!"

When Ding Yan saw the pleading look on the two of them, she stopped joking with them and said with a smile.

"With that being said, we are still a little scared!"

The secretary gritted his teeth and replied that the four words "Bahuang God of War" brought her too much pressure.

"Okay, I'm here, drive quickly, otherwise you'll make Eighth Master wait and be anxious!"

Ding Yan looked at the time and had been delayed for several minutes. She quickly ordered the driver.

"Okay, Mr. Ding!"

The driver left the Heyun Tower that Chen Bahuang reported to them with trepidation.

Before the three of them arrived, they saw Chen Bahuang waiting for them at the door of Heyun Tower from a distance.

Seeing Chen Bahuang as the God of Eight Wildernesses, he was waiting for the three of them at the door.

The secretary and the driver found it incredible.

These Eight Desolates War Gods were so easy-going that they would put down their figure and wait for them.

If Mr. Ding hadn't told them personally that that person was the God of War in the Eight Desolations, they wouldn't have believed it even if they were killed.

After parked the car, the secretary and the driver followed Ding Yan with a nervous look on their faces and headed towards Chen Bahuang.
To be continued...
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