Compared to others, Chu Yu was even more unwilling to accept it.

The cooked duck flew away, probably this is the mood.

But he is unwilling to give up, but now he has no choice.

Meng Yong said that this incident had alarmed the headquarters, and the headquarters also gave priority to dispatching resources to assist, but after so long, there was still no news about Fang Musheng.

Sitting at the desk, Chu Yu looked at Bai Yue's office from time to time.

Meng Yong went in and walked out dejectedly.

Xiao Ming is the same, including several young leaders, who come in and out, and it seems that he cannot come up with a practical search plan.

After gritting his teeth, Chu Yu stood up and walked straight to Bai Yue's office.

He didn't know what he could do when he went to the office, he just felt that sitting here was a mess.

After knocking on the door, Chu Yu walked in and looked at Bai Yue, and said straight to the point: "Send a notice from the whole city. Not to mention that Fang Musheng has the ability to create external demons out of thin air, but just saying that he can control other people's thinking and will. Once this old guy is happy and violates the law and discipline, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"We have considered what you said." Bai Yue's face looked a little haggard, and she pinched her eyebrows and said, "Fang Musheng is a public figure and a famous philanthropist in the business world. Then tell me, if he is wanted, what name can not arouse public suspicion and panic?"

"Then you can't just let him go like that. This old bastard will definitely find ways to leave the city. It's not impossible to go overseas. Not to mention overseas, there is no place to chase after leaving the city."

"It's over here, wait."

Chu Yu sat on the stool in annoyance, rubbed his hair, and stopped talking.

Bai Yue shook her head slightly.

Many things are like this. After joining the Public Affairs and Security Bureau for more than 20 years, I have encountered many psychics, but many of them have escaped. It was difficult to find their traces, but it would be even more difficult to track them. If it was really easy, it would be possible to deal with them. This group of people would not be psychics.

Especially for well-known targets like Fang Musheng, can the bureau allow the arrest of a big fan? Because this can easily cause social panic. The most fear of not being caught, will expose the Public Affairs and Security Bureau to the public's sight.

Do your best and leave your fate. Even if you are working hard to do your job well, the result will still require more or less luck.

As she said just now, all you can do is wait.

The tactical support team who is waiting for a needle in a haystack will be in a bad luck, or Fang Musheng's IQ will be disconnected and he will appear on his own initiative.

......

In the Central Cultural Park, Fang Musheng was sitting alone on the bench, his eyes full of envy.

Not far away, the elderly man, holding his grandchildren, playing freely, laughing and laughing.

Looking at the group of lively children, Fang Musheng shed a few drops of turbid tears.

Life has been a decades long, and it is long and short, from birth to white bones entering the coffin.

Whether it is poor or rich, whether it is good or bad, when people come, they will be in trouble in the world. When they leave, they always have to leave something.

It cannot be infamous for thousands of years, and it cannot be worthy of the past thousands of history. At least, it must have descendants and descendants to continue their bloodlines.

But when Fang Musheng said that he could not keep anything, except for a few drops of turbid tears.

For him, a wealth of a family is not important, and good fame is not important. Whether it is fame or profit, it will not bring it with him even if he does not bring it with him or her life or death. The only thing he wants is to keep a descendant of the Fang family's bloodline.

With a heavy sigh, Fang Musheng walked out of the park and towards an extended Lincoln that stayed on the side of the road.

Next to the car was a blonde European and American woman.

The woman was wearing a pair of huge brown sunglasses. Although she was plump, the sunglasses covered most of her face.

Seeing Fang Musheng coming, the woman opened the car door on her own initiative.

The hunched Fang Musheng stopped by the car and looked back, his eyes full of reluctance.

Whether it is right or wrong, no matter what, he has lived in this land for more than 70 years, and has gone from an unknown mountain baby to a wealthy businessman today. After entering the car, he goes straight to the private airport, boards the plane, and leaves a foreign land.

As old as he is, even if he dies, he can only bury his bones in a foreign land. This is also a kind of sadness for Fang Musheng.

As if he saw Fang Musheng's reluctance, the woman smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, since you have been exposed, there is no need to stay in this country. There are many, many aliens like you under the NH company. Maybe there are some people among them that can treat your hidden illness."

"Forget it, it can't be cured, it won't be cured anymore, everything is retribution."

"As a transaction that provides asylum, the share transfer book of LeCoca Company is in the car. After you sign it, we will do our best to treat you in addition to providing asylum to you. Please be sure to trust NH Company."

He sighed a long time, and Fang Musheng, who was completely disappointed, did not say anything, but bent down and got into the car.

But before he got down, he turned around and looked around with confusion.

He always felt like there were eyes staring at him in the dark.

This feeling started to appear three days ago.

As a person with extremely high mental power, in addition to being able to disturb and control other people's thinking, he also has some instinctive intuition.

Fang Musheng believed in this intuition, and the intuition told him that there were eyes peeking at him in the dark, but he couldn't find who and where it was.

The woman stayed outside the car and watched the lengthening Lincoln slowly drive away, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth.

Not long after, Lincoln drove onto the national highway. Fang Musheng, who was holding the share transfer agreement, was about to sign the sign, but Lincoln suddenly braked suddenly.

The driver was a strong European and American man. He cursed and pushed open the car door.

I saw an old man lying in front of the car less than two meters away.

The old man's hair is half long and not short, with his disheveled hair, he lies on the ground and hums, and his acting skills are not online.

"Oh, I hit someone and I will pay for it. I will pay for it quickly. I can't leave if I don't pay for it."

The strong man cursed again and walked over with a sneer on his face, but when he just walked into the old man's side, a sharp pain suddenly came from his crotch.

The old man lying on the ground was now grabbing the crotch of the strong European and American man, and then took out a red brick from the back with his right hand. Before the European and American man could react, the brick hit his forehead directly.

With a muffled groan, the man raised his head and fell down.

After lying down, the old man patted the dust on his body, then walked to the lengthened Lincoln with a brick and humming an unknown tune.

After knocking on the window, the old man hooked his finger at Fang Musheng in the car: "Suncle, come out!"

Fang Musheng originally thought that the other party was a thug, but after seeing the other party knocking down the driver so insidiously, he suddenly became alert and locked the car door out of instinctively.

Seeing that Fang Musheng couldn't come out, the old man smashed the car glass twice with a brick.

The car glass is specially made, so how can a brick be smashed open? The old man left cursed and crawled into the grass beside the national highway.

Before Fang Musheng could react, the old man came out of the grass again, carrying a mineral water bottle in his hand.

The mineral water bottle was filled with yellow liquid. After it was opened, the old man spilled the liquid all over the surface of the car.

"I won't come out, right? I'll burn you to death with a fire

!”

gasoline?!

Fang Musheng's face changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and opened the car door. Then, his eyes suddenly stared at the old man, and kept whispering: "Stand in the middle of the highway, stand in the middle of the highway!"

The expressway was coming and going, and the flesh and blood body stood on the expressway, and it was undoubtedly a matter of seeking death. Fang Musheng was vicious, which shows that.

After Fang Musheng whispered, the old man next to the car looked drowsy.

Seeing that the other party was "controlled", Fang Musheng snorted coldly and suddenly smelled an unpleasant smell.

Fang Musheng was amused by the nose and was amused.

It turns out that what is poured on the car is not gasoline, but urine.

But at this moment, the old man moved and slapped the unsuspecting Fang Musheng to the ground with a big mouth.

Then, without saying a word, the old man held the car door with both hands and kicked Fang Musheng, and his thousand-layer cloth shoes were thrown away.

Fang Musheng, who was lying on the ground, had blood on his face and was completely stunned.

"Old guy, you're an accident." After kicking a few times, the old man was so tired that he couldn't breathe. After he breathed well, he had a wretched smile on his face: "I still want to control me, you're dreaming."

Taking out a hemp rope, the old man tied Fang Musheng tightly, then took out a wrinkled dry tobacco from his arms, lit it, and took two sips.

Fang Musheng struggled: "Who are you?"

The old man picked up the brick from the ground and carefully pressed Fang Musheng's right hand to the ground.

"You, what are you going to do, who are you..."

Before Fang Musheng could finish speaking, the bricks smashed hard, and with a painful cry, Fang Musheng's right little finger was bloody and bloody.

Riding on Fang Musheng's body, the old man grinned and said, "Ask nonsense again, I will break your other finger."

Fang Musheng was in unbearable pain and kept sucking in the cold air.

"I ask you, besides me, have you encountered another person who is immune to your mind control?"

Fang Musheng, who was lying on the ground, was slightly stunned. He knew that the other party was not a mess, but he didn't expect that the other party even knew that he had superpowers.

As a result, before he could speak, the brick fell down again, and Fang Musheng's thumb was also covered in blood.

"Don't call TMD!"

Fang Musheng endured the pain and did not dare to scream again.

He was really scared. It was the first time he had seen such a cruel person, especially the other party was an old man who was even younger than him.

"Yes, yes, yes, there is a young man named Sun Minhui who came to my villa before, yes, completely immune to my... Outer World Demons."

"Sun Minhui?" The old man was slightly stunned, scratched his head, and was confused, then a look of anger flashed across his face. Then, without saying a word, the brick fell down again.

"I, I said everything, you..."

"I'll say you female horse, I'll shoot you if I want to shoot you." After scolding, the old man seemed to think of something, suddenly laughed again, and said to himself: "That broken unit always likes to pretend to be mysterious and have a pseudonym. Yes, it must be that kid's pseudonym."

After having fun, the old man asked, "Then tell me how the young man named Sun Minhui looks, is he fat or thin, is he healthy, has no virginity, will his work be smooth?"

Fang Musheng, whose face was close to the ground, even had the intention to curse.

He can answer how fat or thin he grows. The question is, he doesn't know whether he has no place to be healthy or work, and he is not his father, so how could he know such a private question?

(End of this chapter)
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