"There is definitely something wrong with those men in black. With such a lively scene outside, they actually stayed in the house and did not go out. They just sent two people wearing civilian clothes to go outside to inquire about information, especially that box. More than a dozen people took turns guarding it 24 hours a day. "The baby is going to die," the thin man guessed in a gossipy way.

"You didn't steal the box to take a look," Liang Yong said teasingly, following his words, not really paying much attention to such surreptitious matters.

"Hey, captain, don't be so direct. I didn't steal, I just wanted to open it and have a look, but unfortunately I didn't succeed." The thin man smiled naively, feeling a little embarrassed, but it wasn't because he was a thief, but because he didn't succeed and felt that he was losing face.

"So you have to go tomorrow," Li Yanran glared at him angrily. He was not as tolerant as Liang Yong, and he looked down on such sneaky behavior.

"Hey, I won't go tomorrow. I don't have to go in the next few days, but sooner or later I have to go again," the thin man smiled evilly, and after a while he became confident again.

Sure enough, the thin man stopped wandering around the next day. After arriving at Ninth Street, he visited the factory, the car show, and the recruitment office. Then he stayed with Liang Yong and drank tea together on the second floor of Yihongyuan. Look at the scenery.

I originally thought it would be another ordinary day, but unexpectedly something happened at noon. It was not the civil unrest on Ninth Street, but someone from outside who came to cause trouble, and the background was not small. This guy had hundreds of bodyguards and entourage, and the lowest They are all mid-level immortals, and there are more than 20 masters of high-level immortals. These people alone can level the Ninth Street a hundred times. Although the evil forces on the Ninth Street are huge, there are not many real masters. The most powerful ones are only mid-level immortals, which are not on the same level as these big family powers.

The leader was an eagle-eyed young man in gorgeous clothes. His goal was very direct, which was to come towards the bicycle on the dirt platform. He didn't even bother to take a look at the car model girls who were all dressed up. They came from a big family and what kind of beauties were there? I have seen that although these car models are the top brands of Yihongyuan, in other people's eyes they are still a few grades behind.

Obviously he didn't like the band's music. The young man frowned slightly. Immediately, someone rushed to the platform and yelled: "Stop, stop, stop, stop, my young master has something to say."

Pushing away the Phoenix Company security guard who was standing in front of the platform, the young master walked onto the platform surrounded by his men, looked around the four bicycles, nodded with satisfaction and said: "I bought it,"

The subordinates immediately shouted loudly: "Call your boss out, my young master wants to buy your bicycle."

Hongyu walked over with her breasts straightened out, her fat buttocks twisted, and she put on the cheongsam designed by Liang Yong. It was much more elegant than the large tube top skirts she wore before. Although she didn't look like a professional white-collar worker, she was at least a professional. A coquettish public relations manager, she was already pretty even before her fragrance. Unfortunately, the fragrance made Young Master Yingyan frown. The so-called high-end cosmetics used by Hongyu are just vulgar powder here.

"Oh... You have such a good temperament, such a handsome man. Master, on behalf of all the girls in Yihong Courtyard, I love you to death." Hongyu didn't have stage fright at all. She was still five meters away, and her charming voice stunned everyone. On the scene, he pounced on the eagle-eyed boy like a butterfly, but was blocked by the bodyguard who stretched out his black-furred arm. His chest hit the arm and bounced back.

"Ouch...Brother, why are you pushing me, and why are you pushing me? Master, you have to make the decision for me," Hongyu winked at Young Master Hawkeye, her sweet voice made people feel numb, the Ninth Street underground The old perverts were so aroused that they decided to go to Yihongyuan to relieve their anger in broad daylight. At the same time, they must make a few handfuls of red jade steamed buns.

Not to mention, although Hongyu's performance failed to successfully rely on Young Master Hawkeye, it still had an effect. Young Hawkeye's eyes looked at her with a hint of ambiguity, and the vulgar powder also had a unique charm.

"Make a price and I'll buy these bicycles," Young Master Eagle Eye rarely said ten words at once.

"Ah, my dear, are you talking to me? I'm so happy that I'm about to faint," Hongyu exclaimed, hugging her chest, with two blushes on her cooperative face. It's a pity that this woman doesn't act. , even the body’s reaction can be faked.

Young Master Eagle Eye was helpless after being tormented by her, but he was not angry. No matter how mature the young man was, he still felt proud of being complimented like this. He said to the men next to him: "Give her a thousand taels of gold and take these bicycles away." But he was still so overbearing when he gave orders.

"Ouch... dear young master, this is not possible. These bicycles of mine are not for sale. They are still exhibition items. The real products will not be released until three months later." Hongyu could no longer pretend and could only be honest. answer.

"Huh," the eagle-eyed boy's face suddenly turned cold and he snorted coldly.

"Bastard, you refuse to sell the thing that my young master likes. Do you know who my young master is? He is the eldest son of Wen Xiaotian, the current second master of the Wen family, Master Wen Yi." His subordinates immediately jumped forward and shouted loudly.

"Bang!" On the second floor of Yihongyuan, Liang Yong was so shocked that he sat on the ground. He knocked over the tea cup, causing everyone to exclaim: "What happened to the captain?"

"Ahem, it's okay. The main reason is that the name is too weird," Liang Yong stood up embarrassedly, cursing in his mind: "Fuck, someone actually calls me such a name. Plague, I don't know that I will be cursed by thousands of people." What's the name?" Looking back, it's not surprising. People in the fairy world are in good health and there are no infectious diseases at all. I guess the word plague hasn't been invented yet, so I took advantage of the young master of this family.

However, Young Master Wen Yi's name still scares everyone. This is the second largest branch of the Wen family. Wen Zhengtian is his uncle, and the fiefdom is also the second largest capital within the Wen family, Jianmenguan. Now they want to buy it by force. This is really hard to deal with.

Hongyu was really frightened this time. Xiafei's eyes were so frightened that he knelt down in front of Wen Yi with trembling all over. He kowtowed several times, then raised his head and looked at Wen Yi pitifully. The collar of the cheongsam opened at some point, and it was about to open. Most of his snow-white chest and deep career line were displayed in front of Wen Yi.

"Master, this is a new means of transportation jointly developed by a group of brothers and sisters on Ninth Street. It cost us all our fortune to do research and development and open a factory in the early stage. If we sell these samples to you, we will lose everything and we will all be hungry. Die..." Hong Yu cried so hard that she couldn't help but say that this woman was extremely courageous. Faced with Wen Yi's strength, she still dared to express her wishes. This was a very dangerous thing. In the world, the strong is king. In the fairy world, killing someone for a disagreement is nothing. Wen Yi was so angry that even if he slaughtered the entire Ninth Street, no one would come forward to do it.
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