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"Before introducing myself, I think I should correct your statement." The blonde Jobson leaned on the sofa. Even though he didn't dare to make any extra moves in front of Bai Ze, he still seemed very comfortable speaking. At least he spoke much better in Chinese than the hunchbacked Basan. "First of all, although I am an American, I am not a spy. Secondly, the agents in this world are not as many as your husband imagines. The reason for this illusion is that I think it should be blamed for the big-name directors in Hollywood. The films they made have indeed misled some people to a large extent."

"My real name is Robert Jobson, but my friends in the circle are used to calling me 'white fox' because I can always think of some ways to complete my tasks and make everyone satisfied. In addition, it is necessary to explain here that I like your country very much. My identity here is the assistant to the president of an import and export trading company."

"What you said has nothing to do with me, and I don't care." Bai Ze's eyes were still on the old lama in front of him: "What I want to know is whether you are from the CIA. It seems that only people like you like to do something self-righteous in other people's countries, and do some self-righteous small actions behind their backs."

"No, no, no..." Jobson shook his head and smiled, "I am a broker, an international broker, and the CIA is just one of my clients. But this time I came to the mainland, I was indeed invited by them. Your country is a great country, and I came for peace, and I absolutely did not have any malice. As for this master Doga, if he removes his other identities, he is just a silly old man. He wants to come back and have a look. You should understand this mood. So, this husband, why do we have to meet here? Let's sit down and talk."

"If it was because of this Basan husband who made you unhappy in some things, I think he would be happy to apologize to you. You see, things are so simple, we don't even know each other, and I can be very sure that you are not working for your government. If that's the case, what can't be negotiated?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze couldn't help laughing, and he felt that Jobson was really a "wonderful person". His words and deeds were neither humble nor arrogant, and he was very good at avoiding the important things. He was obviously a long-standing battle and was trained in this area. He was best at guessing other people's psychology.

His words were very loud and moderate, but he inadvertently avoided the point of Bai Ze's questioning and said a lot of things. Thinking about it seriously, what he asked for was nothing more than asking Bai Ze to sit down and "talk".

There is really no other sentence that can make people truly believe.

In interpersonal relationships, the most important thing in interacting with others is communication. As long as both parties can sit down and talk calmly, the result will be good or bad, all depends on personal abilities.

A wise man can even start a far-reaching war in just a few words. In ancient China, such people were collectively called "lobbyists". The most famous one is Su Jizi, the "Su Qin" who once told the princes of the six kingdoms to fight against Qin together during the Warring States Period.

With a blank mouth and white teeth, you can tell a million troops with just one mouth, attack cities and destroy countries, and hide corpses for thousands of miles. It is simply more powerful and terrifying than a swordsman general, who kill ten thousand enemies with thousands of enemies.

"I wonder Jobson, do you know that there was a man named Su Qin in ancient times in our country?"

"After anger, the princes are afraid, and the world is extinguished, Su Qin? Of course I know that this is one of the most famous strategists in the history of your country. When I was in college, I majored in Eastern history and had read the twenty-five histories of your country."

"When Su Qin was the most glorious, he persuaded the kings of the six kings to unite, which was a wonderful person. So as a scholar, he wore the seal of the six kingdoms, how could you compare to him when he marched into Qin?" Bai Ze's fingers flicked and his nails collided, the sound made was like a piece of steel with extremely elasticity, and the sound was like the sound of metal and stone.

"I understand what you mean. Although my eloquence is not as good as this Su Qin husband thousands of years ago, I can swear to God that I really have no hostility towards you to you."

Jobson's eyes behind the golden silk glasses were still clear. After Bai Ze used the words of the ancient and modern people to expose him, he could still keep his expression unchanged, and his psychological quality was indeed extraordinary. "If you still have any doubts about me, you can give me an account, and I can transfer money to the computer here, one million... no, five million US dollars, you can see my sincerity with your own eyes."

"Haha, if you can't cheat people, can you buy them with a lot of money?" Bai Ze suddenly burst out with laughter, but his eyes became colder.

However, at this moment, Bai Ze laughed loudly, and suddenly the old lama Doga, who was sitting on the Zen bed, suddenly bulged gently between his chest and abdomen, lowered his head and exhaled in front of him.

This time, the luck in the chest and abdomen was very small in fluctuations. In addition, the fat lama robe outside covered the chest, even if he was a master, he could not find any special changes at a glance.

But Bai Ze suddenly burst out when he laughed before he could finish his laughter: "Do you think I don't know, are you trying to distract me? Everything before was just to lead you into the trap, and you dare to do these tricks in front of me."

The old Lama Doga was originally sitting upright on the Zen bed, his spine and cervical back were straight, and his muscles were changing all the time, tight and loose, and he looked nothing unusual. In fact, he was already sneaking like a beast, maintaining the best physical condition at any time and before any time comes, he could make the most violent attack on Bai Ze.

But facing a master like Bai Ze, his boxing and martial arts have already transformed into Yin and Yang. He is not as long as Bai Ze's feet on the ground when he faces the enemy in a sitting position. Besides, he is already seventy or eighty years old this year. Although Tibetan Yoga can keep his physical strength above a certain level, he always does not use muscles and bones as his ability. If he is an ordinary master, he can naturally take action at any time and kill with one blow. However, Bai Ze is young, he is like a lone wolf in the mountain, cunning and cruel. Even his several tests are not done. Seeing that after a while, the old lama's qi and blood will inevitably become tired.

This was because Jobson and Bai Ze were talking to him, and he had to find an opportunity. He sprayed it out in one breath and blew out all the butter lamps in front of him. At that time, there was no light in the room and he could not see his five fingers. Naturally, he would be sure to stop Bai Ze and protect the hunchbacked Basan and Jobson behind him from immortality.

But he didn't expect that Bai Ze deliberately talked to Jobson, and he was just using tricks to show his flaws. With Bai Ze's current ability, under the influence of his full spirit, no movement could be hidden from his senses within thirty steps. His cleverness was simply outrageous.

The old lama squirted out this breath and his mind inevitably dissipated. As expected, Bai Ze caught him immediately.

For a moment, the Doga Lama blew the air into a wind. Although he blew out all the eight lamps in front of him in one breath, the room was suddenly pitch black, but at the same time, Bai Ze's people had already jumped up, scallops, claws with their hands, cramped their legs, and crossed the bed in front of them like an evil eagle.

This position is like a hawk above a thousand feet above the sky, and it suddenly culled after discovering its prey.

There are two eagle claws above and the foot of the forest below. At the moment when the light sways and is about to be destroyed, it suddenly reaches the top of the old lama's head. First, his feet are violently facing downwards, and his toes are inserted diagonally. With a whimper, it sounds like a big iron spear flying in the air.

Until now, the ghee lamps were all extinguished.

"What a ruthless foot skill"

The old lama Doga had just spitted out of his body in one breath, and there seemed to be a ray of light remaining on the retina. In the old eyes, a figure flashed in front of him, and then a vicious wind blew in his face less than a foot away from his head.

In a trance, the toes broke through the air, and the sound of the wind and lightning hit the top. It was obvious that they had not really hit the kick, but the eyes on his nose were broken.

Bai Ze used his hands and feet to poke his feet, and used a move from the Eagle Claw to perform it from the top to the bottom, just like a big gun thrown from a height of thousands of feet. Not only was it so fast that it was dazzling, but it was really about to be pointed by him when he was lit. Not to mention a head, even a small hill would be flattened by him.

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However, the old lama Doga is a rare master in Tantric Buddhism. Decades ago, he was also a member of the great lamas of the apology in the Potala Palace. Although he was old, his body practiced more skillfully. In the blink of an eye, when life and death were changed, the old lama's yoga skills were finally revealed in a desperate situation.

Seeing Bai Ze's foot flying, he was about to hit the point. His body sitting cross-legged on the Zen bed had no time to dodge. The old lama's neck suddenly clicked and turned back 180 degrees.

When he turned his head, his neck twisted, his head reached the back. His appearance was extremely strange, as if a person's facial features had grown to the back of his head, and then he bent down, nodded like a person, and then he pressed on his back.

It was clearly at this moment that the old lama used yoga to remove all his cervical spine. His head immediately lost support and fell down. He actually used this incredible method to avoid Bai Ze's killing move that had been brewing for a long time.

Unfortunately, Bai Ze's target this time was not him. After his kick was lost, he did not continue to attack. Instead, he was in mid-air and rushed to the hunchbacked Basang who was hiding behind the old lama. With his memory, the two eagle claws on Bai Ze moved at this time and grabbed two of them on his body.

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