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Chapter 441: Invitation from the Hidden Door

That night.

About four hours after Situ Jing left, the village committee yard was brightly lit, pigs and sheep were being killed, and a temporary yangko team was even set up to sing and dance around the helicopter outside the yard, making it look like a bonfire.

Party.

Jinmei's family was extremely proud.

His uncle Yang Chenrong became the new village chief of Qingshan Village. This was the time to put money in the face of Lao Li's family.

Unexpectedly, before Situ Jing left, he left a helicopter worth tens of millions as a gift.

This wave of operations really made my father-in-law, Jin Mei, feel proud. Jin Mei had spread the news throughout Qingshan Village before Situ Jing even arrived at Donghai International Airport.

All the villagers in Qingshan Village were bombed.

Helicopters worth tens of millions are given away for free. Compared with this, a red envelope worth 10,000 yuan for a family is simply insignificant. I don't think it is strange at all.

That night, several people, led by the honorary village chief Zhao Tiechui, invited all the young and old men in the village to kill pigs and sheep, and set up a large table to celebrate the happy event of Qingshan Village's first private helicopter.

The party didn't end until twelve o'clock in the evening.

As the owner of the helicopter and the wife of the village chief, Li Xiaoran couldn't help but drink a few glasses of beer. With red cheeks, she was carried back home from the village committee by Princess Yang Chen.

now.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and there was only a weak light from a desk lamp in the west wing room.

Yang Chen looked at Li Xiaoran who was sleeping drowsily. He couldn't help but move forward and kissed her on her hot cheek. Then he got off the bed with satisfaction and went out.

Listening to the purring of the father-in-law and mother-in-law in the yard, Yang Chen glared at the alert dog Bell, jumped out from the wall, and then quickly got into the small woods not far away by the light and shadow of the moonlight.

, and then sat cross-legged in the middle of a big tree.

"Finally we can study it."

Yang Chen lit a cigarette and took out the cold jade toad that was faintly emitting blue light in the dark night from his arms. A cold aura surrounded it in his hand.

Within the body, the technique of "Hegemonic Qi" does not need to be activated, as if it feels the rich spiritual power of the cold jade toad, it has begun to operate automatically.

"Good guy, it turns out that the cold jade toad's spiritual power can be exerted to its maximum at night."

"I didn't expect that there is such a thing in the hidden gate of Tianmen City."

"This old guy Ma Jinglong has really spent a lot of money for the cause of the Ma Group, even giving away such rare things."

"Just in time, the impact hits the sixth level of seal. Otherwise, if we really face those old guys from the land realm in the future, it will be quite difficult to fight."

After saying that, Yang Chen looked at the direction of the moon, adjusted his body slightly, then closed his eyes, and started to operate the technique according to the method of "Overbearing Qi", quickly absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon and the aura of the cold jade toad,

Constantly impacting the sixth layer of seal in Dantian.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the morning that Yang Chen held the cold jade toad in his arms, crossed the courtyard wall, tiptoed into the west wing, and slept not far from Li Xiaoran.

Early the next morning, Yang Chen was still sleeping soundly on the fire bed, when a subtle voice came to his ears: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen."

"Well..."

When Yang Chen heard the sound, his brows furrowed slightly, he turned over and opened his eyes sleepily.

When he looked up, he saw the beautiful Li Xiaoran, with excitement on his face, standing in front of him, overlooking him.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Looking at the red lips so close, Yang Chen's throat trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and moved towards Li Xiaoran's lips.

When Li Xiaoran saw this scene, his shy cheeks instantly turned red, but he did not dodge. Instead, he closed his eyes and nervously held his clothes in his hands, getting ready.

"Uncle, daughter, I'm going to take a look at the plane. Don't let anyone ruin it."

Just when the lips of the two were less than one centimeter away, a voice came from outside, and then Jinmei was seen rushing in from outside.

"Then...I didn't see anything, you continue, continue."

As soon as Jin Mei entered the door, she saw the ambiguous actions of Yang Chen and her daughter. She immediately pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and slammed the door: "It's good to be young."

At this moment, Li Xiaoran came back to his senses, quickly took a few steps back, and stamped his feet anxiously: "It's all...it's all your fault, my mother saw it!"

"Um...Is this all my fault?"

Yang Chen sat up and was speechless for a while.

Who would have thought that when the seal was about to be stamped, my mother-in-law would be disturbed.

"It's your fault anyway!"

Li Xiaoran glared at him shyly, then sat on the sofa and quickly changed the subject: "Well... I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter? It's so serious."

Yang Chen sat on the kang, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile.

"It's just... I want to take a flight."

Li Xiaoran shook her red lips and said nervously.

"What's the point? Isn't the key with you? Just go and that's it."

Yang Chen thought it was a big deal, and when he heard that he wanted to take a helicopter ride, he laughed out loud when he looked at the cute Li Xiaoran.

"I can't drive..."

Li Xiaoran raised his head and stared at Yang Chen, and said, "Didn't Miss Situ say you can drive? How about you drive it and take our family for a spin in the sky."

"this……"

Yang Chen looked at the excited Li Xiaoran, thought for a long time, and then explained: "It's not impossible, it's just that private planes need to be reported for takeoff, and they need routes. They can't fly randomly, as they are prone to accidents. This plane was mine before.

Although it was given to you as a gift from Third Senior Sister, the ownership of the plane and so on has not yet been transferred, nor has it been reported to the relevant departments."

"Then we can only watch?"

When Li Xiaoran heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Yang, maybe we can help. We can even help you build a helipad in Qingshan Village."

At this moment, a cheerful voice came from outside the door.

"Um?"

Hearing the sound outside, Yang Chen frowned slightly, jumped off the kang, and patted Li Xiaoran on the shoulder: "Xiaoran, wait for me in the room, don't come out."

"What's wrong?"

Li Xiaoran was also startled by the noise outside, but still stayed in the west wing obediently, looking out.

At this time, Yang Chen was already standing in the yard wearing flip-flops.

He glanced at the three people standing in the yard. The dog in the distance was so frightened that it huddled in the kennel and dared not speak out: "Innate master, no wonder our dogs don't dare to bark anymore.

"

"Hello Mr. Yang, this is my business card."

"I, Huang Fuqi."

The leading man was wearing a black tunic suit. He was tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He wore oval black-rimmed glasses and was elegant. He took a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

"Dear guest, I didn't expect that this early in the morning, the elder of Donghai City's Yinmen Human Resources Hall would be here in person."

Yang Chen looked at the introduction on the business card, slowly raised his head, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Looking at Elder Huangfu's posture, it doesn't look like he is here to avenge Tanaka Masaru."

"Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong. I am just representing the Yinmen of Donghai City and formally inviting Mr. Yang to the Yinmen. Our sect leader admires Mr. Yang very much and wants to talk about Chinese martial arts together. There is no malicious intention."


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