Zou Qing hates waiting.

He secretly gave himself an energy supplement, which was a mess of his brain, and his lower abdomen and chest were as painful as flames. Pain replaced weakness and fatigue, and this was the only good news.

The liberation state is very burdened by the body, and he doesn't care about this.

"Sir..." Zheng Zai-chung showed a flattering smile and said carefully: "Why do you have to meet Director Qiu? She is one of the most powerful politicians in the country. If something goes wrong, KCIA will definitely find out the investigation. This is a big problem for you!"

Zou Qing glanced at him and said in Chinese: "You kid were definitely the most 'excellent' translator during the War of Resistance Against Japan."

"Ah?" Zheng Zai-chung was confused. He couldn't understand this sentence. His bruised nose and swollen face added a hint of joy.

This is not a joke.

Zou Qing avoided the discussion in the Supreme Council and did not discuss it with any worker bees. He came here just by his own will. He did not have any selfish desires, but was entirely for the Star Spirit Group, and in fact, it was also for himself.

The X virus reported burned out in the fire of the car accident.

He didn't have the face to go to the Star Spirit Research Center to apply for another one. The cooperation was originally a bit of compromise. Although the starting point was to save people, it always made the doves lower their heads in front of the hawks.

If he even messed up this matter... it would be an unimaginable disaster.

Losing honor, losing fame, losing confidence. Such guys can exist in the worker bee colony, but they are definitely the lowest-level minions, meaningless to the mentor...waste garbage.

Zou Qing doesn't want to be such garbage, he definitely doesn't want to.

Even though Wen Qian rarely criticizes any worker bees, this does not mean that the worker bees can easily forgive themselves.

"call……"

Zou Qing exhaled a breath of white air, and his golden eyes became brighter. The concentration of diphenhydrazone in his body reached its peak, and the effect of material projection reached its peak.

He drew a talisman out of thin air and whispered: "The mysterious female is like a valley, wine is coming..."

可

The smoke dissipated, and a wine pot appeared on the table, with the words "Xuan" written in small seal script on the side.

Even he didn't know how the magnetic energy network used these raw materials in the air to synthesize alcohol and wine pots. But the hot feeling of alcohol flowing through his throat told him that this was definitely not a water vapor that fooled people, but a real ethanol mixture.

Just drink it, why do you want to worry so much?

Zheng Zai-chung swallowed his saliva.

He is not greedy for wine, but afraid.

Zou Qing's actions were becoming more and more bizarre and beyond his understanding. People who grew up in the East Asian cultural circle could easily understand the existence of a Taoist priest.

But in most people's concepts, these are either losers who are indifferent to the world, or dead liars who flow into the secular world, or are not masters who travel to immortals on land.

Zou Qing took a sip of wine.

Zheng Zai-chung took a breath and made a hissing sound.

"You are making a sound, I'll let Lishi strangle you to death." Zou Qing pointed to the windbreaker behind him. Lishi in the private room did not wear a round brim hat, revealing his terrifying paper-shaped facial features, which made him even more terrifying.

Zheng Zaizhong nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

He held his cell phone in both hands and finally waited for the call from... Qiu Yashan.

"Where are you?"

"Ah, Shanshui Jiuju House, Room 437, I'll go down to pick you up now!" Zheng Zai-chung's face looked pleading, hoping to get a positive answer.

Qiu Yashan said lightly: "No."

Dong--

The wooden door of the private room opened to the left. Qiu Yashan lowered her head, changed her boots to cotton slippers at the entrance, and then looked up at the scene inside the room.

The lights are dim, three men.

The man sitting in the middle of the sunglasses is undoubtedly the real person who invited her over.

Qiu Yashan walked over quickly, knelt across from Zou Qing, stared at his eyes, and said frivolously in Korean: "I am Qiu Yashan from the Department of Things. This conversation will only give you five minutes. In five minutes, I will leave no matter what the reason..."

She saw the paper-tie of the Qiling Lishi's face, and the rest of her words were suddenly held in her throat.

"Can you move this unlucky thing out?" Qiu Yashan pointed to the Xiling Lishi and said, "Why is there a paper man here? This is disrespect for me!"

Xiling Lishi suddenly turned his neck and looked at Qiu Yashan with scarlet paint, which scared her so much that she couldn't help but scream.

"It's my talisman."

Zou Qing poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, threw the wine pot on the table with a bang, looked at Qiu Yashan with a slight smile, and then took off his sunglasses.

Qiu Yashan was subconsciously shocked when she saw the golden eyes, her body leaned back slightly, maintaining a certain safe distance, and said vigilantly: "Are you a awakened person?"

"No..." Zou Qing smiled faintly and said, "It's a Taoist priest of China who pretended to be a ghost. Three hours ago, I killed your men because they wanted my life. I have always believed in repaying kindness with kindness and repaying grievances with straightforwardness. So... can you... give me a satisfactory explanation?"

Taoist priest!

Qiu Yashan's mind has many possibilities, but he never thought he would be a Taoist priest! This word is too far away from politics and her life, far away from the distance between believers and the Lord.

To put it another way.

She can accept the sci-fi guy like Awakening, but it is really difficult to accept the classical mythological characters. Especially when it is a situation that threatens her life.

The powerful man in the Xiling floated to the entrance, his hands suddenly opened, and his body immediately exploded into countless pieces of talisman paper, densely covered with the entire wooden door and surrounding areas, becoming an absolute barrier for Qiu Yashan and the others to leave.

The color combination of yellow paper and cinnabar looks weird and dangerous.

Zou Qing threw the wine pot at the talisman paper at the door. The moment he came into contact with it, a bright blood-red light appeared, and the wine pot immediately fryed into flour-like powder.

Qiu Yashan stopped breathing, then turned her neck stiffly, looked at Zou Qing, and squeezed out a forced smile.

Then I changed into a stiff and unstandard Chinese: "Hello... Dao, Master Taoist."

"I like your attitude." Zou Qing snorted and said, "But you should not know that Mr. Zheng's subordinates ruined a very important thing for me, which is related to the lives of millions of citizens in Busan. Unfortunately, it no longer exists."

Qiu Yashan said in surprise: "What!"

"On behalf of Xingling Group, I solemnly invite you to join our temporary team. It may not save your political career, but it can definitely save many people. This is a great merit." Zou Qing dipped his fingers in water and wrote and painted on the table.

"Impossible, I am an important senior official in South Korea. I don't have the possibility of joining your private foreign company, even a consultant!" Qiu Yashan refused, gritting her teeth, she was extremely scared.

The narrow room, dim lights, and weird talisman paper are really hard to calm down. Her performance is already far beyond the level of ordinary people.

"So if I say that I will avoid trouble for you as a Chinese Pope, will you be able to agree to my request?"

Zou Qing finished painting the talismans on the desktop.

One side lights up.

The glimmer was like a mirror showing the pattern. In the mirror was a group of masked men, squatting in front of a villa, holding a pistol equipped with a silencer.

"That is Director Qiu's home!" Zheng Zaizhong said in horror.

Qiu Yashan's wrist trembled, and the tea immediately poured onto the table.
Chapter completed!