Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng's conversation with Xu Qingshu lasted only a few minutes when he suddenly stood up.

"The two old gentlemen are here, will Manager Wenren welcome them with me?" he invited.

"Alright, after all, it's a senior." Wen Rensheng nodded.

The two then went down to the second floor and heard two voices that were out of breath.

"A handful of old bones are people waiting to die at home, and they have to be invited to come and go. It's really unclean."

"Yes, Lao He, if I remember correctly, you should be 232 years old this year, right?"

"Well, Old Li, you're not a few years younger than me. After all, we are aliens that were activated at the same time. It seems that there is not much time left to see the source."

"How was your funeral?"

"What else can I do? A few unworthy descendants are fighting for it, and there is no brother or brother respect. Fortunately, there are a few honest and filial people. If I didn't want to leave something for those few, I wouldn't come. here."

"With each other, I really want to learn from the rules of the West, so that when we grow up, we will have our destiny."

"Humph, if you learn from them, then don't expect that your children and grandchildren will be able to give you fragrance every year after you leave."

"Haha, even now, I don't have much hope, and I have to rely on some imported foundation to restrain them."

Wen Rensheng saw two elderly men with hunched waists, talking like no one else in the small hall, while Feng Youlin was carefully waiting by the side.

He noticed that when the old man mentioned his age, there was a trace of envy in Xu Qingshu's eyes beside him. The other party concealed it very well. It wasn't because his eyes were sharp enough that he really couldn't notice it.

Xu Qingshu quickly stepped forward and was about to say hello. The two old men stopped talking when they saw someone coming, but they ignored him and looked at Wen Rensheng who was following behind him.

"It's really terrifying," the old man surnamed He straightened up, looked Wen Rensheng up and down, and praised, "I've heard that there has been a genius in this city in the past two years, and I haven't been able to get the spirit to meet. That's right, you should be the descendant named Wen Rensheng, right?"

Wen Rensheng was a little surprised. The old seniors that Feng Youlin had just mentioned before would be a little old-fashioned. He was also ready to be suppressed by the old men, but he didn't expect to be completely wrong.

"Senior He is too famous, he is the junior." He could only say modestly.

"Old He has no reputation," the old man surnamed Li also looked at him and said seriously, "Yes, yes, we two immortals are still worrying about it. Those people in the west, relying on some strange skills, have a lot of fun. Later on, it seems that we are worrying in vain that this ancestral alien power will be succeeded by others."

Although it was a compliment, Wen Rensheng always felt that something was wrong. Feng Youlin was right in what he said just now. These two are indeed old-fashioned. In the era of the previous life, who would say that, and dare to say that science and technology are strange skills and ingenious skills. ?

But people are praising him again. Although he doesn't agree with the other party's opinion, he doesn't reach out and slap the smiling person.

He wanted to be polite, but there was a voice that started directly.

"Wonderful tricks? It's a joke, a bunch of old antiques, really think that the world today is still the era of your two hundred years ago, and the power of alien species is so powerful, how dare you compare it with the latest technological weapons?"

A middle-aged man in his forties with red eyes was walking down the second floor.

Wen Rensheng looked up, and the other party seemed to be one of the people at the table on the second floor. He was still talking on the phone just now, quietly mocking him.

He frowned and immediately saw that something was wrong with this man.

"Wang Chenggui, what's the matter with you, you dare to disrespect your seniors like this! How did you arrange for you, Youlin?" Xu Qingshu's expression changed, and he scolded directly.

Judging from the drastically changed expression on his face, this scene seemed completely unexpected.

Feng Youlin also had a look of panic, and hurried over to grab the man.

"Wang Chenggui, don't you want to continue to cooperate with our five-color group? If you still want to continue to cooperate, come over and apologize to the seniors." He persuaded in a low voice, his tone full of threats.

Wang Chenggui's eyes became even redder when he heard the words, he threw off Feng Youlin's hand, and scolded: "You idiots are not just those old antiques who complied with these old antiques in the early years, and they suppressed us in various ways and pressed contracts. Let us pay you raw materials in advance, and even force us to marry you from generation to generation, marrying beautiful daughters to your ugly sons..."

"Today, I really want to see if these old antiques are as powerful as the rumors! If a sniper rifle with a cost of only a few hundred thousand can kill an old thing, why do you blackmail us so much every year?"

As soon as these words came out, the situation turned sharply, and it immediately turned into an Asura field.

At this time, all the people on the second floor had already come down. After all, Wang Chenggui's voice was so loud that not even the deaf could hear it.

The people in the small hall also stuck their heads out from behind the screen, looking forward to it.

Sure enough, there is no distinction between the north and the south, and the people, young and old, all have a hobby of watching the fun, as long as the fun has nothing to do with them.

Wu Shanshan walked to Wen Rensheng's side with a strange expression on her face.

"Wenren, the one surnamed Wang must be abnormal." She whispered.

On the other hand, Li Shuangyue's face was very normal.

"Wait and see." Wen Rensheng glanced at Wang Chenggui, a stream of information appeared in his eyes as usual.

"Wang Chenggui, mystery, 3/5."

"Mysterious Composition: The Power of Hate,???"

As expected, without the influence of the power of alien species, this scene of intense conflict that can only be seen in the novel would not have been openly staged in reality.

At this time, the old man surnamed He and the old man surnamed Li returned to their previous stooped appearances. They did not become furious, and seemed to be used to such scenes.

The old man surnamed He shook his head and said: "Oh, the gentlemen of the inspection department are not good at this. Good things that have been passed down for thousands of years are hidden and tucked all day long, and they are secretly inspected and screened. The commoners can only know about this. It’s really not as open as others in the West, with clearly marked prices, and you can learn by spending money directly. The more money you have, the better you can learn.

"No way, after all, you have to take care of people's hearts, that's all you can do. If it's completely open, you can't let a lot of people get away with it. Heavenly luck can make countless people addicted to this, not thinking about work, not to mention strange things like aliens." The old man surnamed Li seemed to be very open.

"I'm sorry, the two seniors. Wang Chenggui is usually very respectful to the seniors. There must be a problem today. Please forgive me." Xu Qingshu, the president of a large group, explained in a low voice.

When Wen Rensheng saw this scene, he also understood where the hatred of the people at the table came from.

Xu Qingshu is the boss of a tens of billions of assets group. In his previous life, he is a decent person in the upper class. It cannot be said that the top group~www.wuxiamtl.com~ also has a very high status. He is a frequent visitor of various titles and is praised everywhere. It is the goal of these elites.

But here, they still have to bow down to the two bad old men, and the meaning of struggle is attenuated by half.

At the end of the struggle, you still have to be a dog to others, who can bear it?

The old man surnamed He waved his hand and said indifferently: "Of course we know that this guy is affected by different forces, but if he doesn't have such a great temperament, he wouldn't dare to openly attack on such occasions."

"Yeah, now people are putting their words on the stage, we can't go to see the source seed with the name of a turtle that is greedy for life and fear of death." The old man surnamed Li said lightly.

Wen Rensheng listened with awe. After all, he is a senior expert in the xenogeneic world. He can't be defeated. However, at this age, it is a bit unreasonable to be able to take aggression.

"How should this be done?" Xu Qingshu looked embarrassed.

"Okay, Xiao Xu, this matter has nothing to do with you, after all, you are not their parents, so you can't control much; let's go, junior, I'll give you a note, go and get the sniper rifle you're talking about. The gentlemen of the Inspectorate Division, we are in this secluded small building, and we will compare the scene. Let you understand why he, Xiao Xu, will pay us hundreds of thousands of dollars every year!" The old man surnamed He said loudly. talking.

"Oh, listen to Lao He, do you want to take over this game alone?" The old man surnamed Li smiled.

"No way, I'm a few years older than you, Old Li, anyway, I have to take a step first, even if I miss a moment, there is a reason to come over. It's just my family affairs, I will ask you to take care of it." The old man surnamed He looked out the window, The face is light and cloudy.

"It's easy to talk, you can go on the road with peace of mind." The old man surnamed Li said sincerely.

"Go away, don't arrange for me in advance." The old man surnamed He scolded with a smile.