"How did you find me? Didn't you go after those special forces?!"

Bitong Cang Huang took a few steps back and turned around and was about to run away. Xue Rengui showed a sleeve arrow from his sleeve.

Bi Tong glanced at the arrow light from the beginning, and her legs, which had just taken half a step, tremblingly retracted them.

"That, I no longer plan to be an enemy of Jiang Yi."

Bitong clasped her hands together. He had seen Xue Rengui's ability and did not dare to move at all: "I...I didn't mean to offend Emperor Taizong, so I apologize to him now."

Xue Rengui looked indifferent: "Where is the money?"

"money?"

Bitong widened her eyes and came for the money?

That was something I had worked hard to knock from various countries, hundreds of billions of meters of gold!

By the way! They came from ancient times and must have their own contact information!

Therefore, Xue Rengui can find himself under Li Shimin's instructions, with the purpose of asking for money?

He took all the bad guys himself, but the money went into Li Shimin's pocket?

Is he really Emperor Taizong of Tang, a complete unscrupulous businessman!

While cursing in his heart, Bitong looked up at the sky in reality and said from his heart: "The great Emperor Taizong, I was wrong. I shouldn't slander you behind my back. You are the emperor who surpasses God in this world.

.”

Go to God!

Bitong no longer believes in God!

If there is really God's words, it is time to deal with the emperors of China. As a result, the emperors of the East came to the West, but the Western God could not even see a shadow!

Xue Rengui walked to Bi Tong, his sharp eyes always staring at Bi Tong, as if a dormant lion was locking in his prey. Once the prey had any abnormal movement, the lion would hunt it.

Bitong's legs were weak, her knees couldn't help but swaying inside, and she could see the naked eye.

"Can you give it?"

Xue Rengui asked again.

"Give it, give it!"

"But I need a transfer account."

Bitong lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Xue Rengui's gaze.

Xue Rengui took out a note with a string of numbers written on it: "622..."

"What is the household name?"

"What do you think so much, you can make money!"

“…”

Bitong was helpless, these were all bandits!

He took out his mobile phone, logged into the special dark web, entered the card number under Xue Rengui's gaze, and then blindly guessed that he entered Jiang Yi's name, and the transfer was successful!

Fuck Jiang Yi, I want to take you to die!

Bitong was so angry that her teeth were itchy, but when Xue Rengui saw that he was still smiling, licking his face like a pug, and laughing: "I turned around, can I let me go?"

Xue Rengui nodded, Bi Tong turned around and walked towards the airport.

The look of begging for mercy suddenly became fierce and fierce. Bi Tong put her hands on her abdomen and clenched her fists.

An old man in his sixties, lowered his head and walked to Xue Rengui.

If he didn't look at his eyes and face, no one could have imagined that he was a madman who destroyed the country.

"Marson, don't you really kill him?"

Xue Rengui put away the short arrow and asked the old man.

"This person is an extremely important piece for His Majesty and I torture Brown Rice, so it's okay to stay for the time being."

The old man said in a deep voice, and then he mixed into the crowd again with Xue Rengui...

China.

"Governor, an account named Jiang Yi suddenly had tens of billions of meters of gold added to the account!"

The bank risk control staff was so scared that they called their superiors immediately.

In less than a moment, Jiang Yi's ancestors were exposed all over the 18th generation.

"It's Jiang Yi again?"

The president said in shock: "Did he sell antiques in brown rice?"

"What antiques can be worth hundreds of billions of meters of gold?"

The female bank manager wondered: "Recently, the outside world has been rumoring that the collection of Chinese is true. Now I believe it too. He must have returned to the ancient times to get antiques and then brought them back to modern times to sell them."

"But won't this be suspected of reselling antiques?"

"This is not what we should care about."

The president leaned against the office chair and waved his hand.

"Ah?" The female manager opened her mouth wide. No matter what, she had to freeze it first?

"We don't have to worry about Jiang Yi's bank details in the future. We just need to make a report for me when we have a large amount of income."

The president also took a good eye. Although Mr. Chen had instructed that the source of funds for Jiang Yi could be ignored, he felt that it was still necessary to let Mr. Chen know.

In this way, even if there is something wrong, Mr. Chen will take the initiative to make a guarantee in time. Otherwise, if Jiang Yi gets into trouble because of the money in the card, he will be unable to pay.

The female manager then realized that the young-looking host had a great power behind it.

Who can't love such a man without money, power, and special abilities?

The female manager said goodbye to the president, turned on her phone, and found a picture of Jiang Yi, which was set as a wallpaper.

By the way, the latest collection of China is about to be broadcast!

The female manager jogged happily to her office, pushed open the door, locked the door again, and opened the collection Huaxia.

...

"Can Jiang Yi really travel through time?"

In Huaxia Taiwan, Shen Wanrong, who works overtime with injuries, is being questioned by white-haired scientist Liu Xiao.

This is an uninvited person, but his status, level, qualifications, even he has to be suppressed by Shen Wanrong, which is equivalent to a Shangfang sword hanging over Shen Wanrong's head.

Shen Wanrong replied: "I can't be sure either."

"Ask for specific questions, if not, let Jiang Yi bring his team after this period ends."

"If so, let him come alone."

Liu Xiao directly issued instructions to Shen Wanrong.

"you mean?"

Shen Wanrong doesn't want to call this old man in his seventies, and he was very upset when he first saw him.

"If he could really talk to his ancestors, it would mean that we would get a lot of things lost in the long river of history from our ancestors."

Liu Xiao said: "We won't do anything to him, because it was the ancestor who chose him, but it's not a bad thing to ask him to bring something to us for research."

"He has been contributing to Chinese civilization. What's wrong with giving more?"

"What's more, only we can have a way to protect him."

Shen Wanrong gave Liu Xiao a blank look and knew that once a special thing was exposed, it was not beneficial.

Even if others cannot take away such power, they will think about using it. Even if your own people are like this, let alone people from other countries?

"He's still in brown rice, so I'll talk about it when he comes back."

Shen Wanrong waved his hand.

Liu Xiao shook his head: "I don't have that much time. Jiang Yi has to buy a plane ticket for tomorrow. I have to see him the day after tomorrow. It's that simple."

Shen Wanrong frowned. He didn't want to have a quarrel with Liu Xiao, but this old guy was really a little aggressive.

But when he reaches his position, he always pays attention to hiding his sword in his words, and he will seem a little mentally retarded if he gets angry on the surface.

Thinking of what his wife told him, Shen Wanrong was too lazy to weigh the pros and cons, so he simply sat on the main seat of the reception room, leaned lazily, and said:

"Now, I, Chen Wanrong, have the final say."

He sat upright again, put his hands on the table, leaning forward slightly:
Chapter completed!