"Master!"

The genius was stunned and bright, and when most of them were still sleeping in the bed, a villa with extraordinarily luxurious decoration somewhere in Huahai was already full of people dressed in various colors.

These people, men and women, young and old, dressed in different ways, some in suits and leather shoes, some in tattered clothes, some dressed in fancy clothes, and even a few in police uniforms, and at this time, all of them stood there respectfully with their hands down, looking fixedly ahead.

And at the front of the crowd, there was a white-haired old man wearing strange clothes standing at this moment, Gu Tianhong!

I saw Gu Tianhong's eyes scan the crowd majestically, and then with his hands behind his back, he asked an old man beside him, "Old Zhou, have all the people from all sides arrived?"

The old man, who was called Zhou Lao, stepped forward and replied respectfully: "Back to the master, except for a few people who are entangled in important matters, they have basically arrived. ”

"Something important?" Gu Tianhong frowned, and said unhappily: "I have already issued the head order, what else is more important than the head order?"

Zhou Lao said: "Back to the master, the people who haven't arrived are all people who are carrying out the tasks you assigned earlier." ”

"Oh, that's it!" Gu Tianhong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his hand, waved his hand and said, "No matter, let's arrange our deployment first!"

Zhou Lao hesitated, and stopped talking!

Gu Tianhong raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lao arched his hand and said, "Master, Yang Hua and Zhao Qianqian haven't come yet." ”

"What!" Hearing Old Zhou's words, hearing Old Zhou's words, Gu Tianhong suddenly turned his head and shouted: "The first thing I notified was the two of them, why haven't they arrived yet!"

"The boss is angry!" Zhou Lao hurriedly explained: "Yang Hua and the two of them have actually arrived in Huahai, but you also know the boss, their identities... Our people don't dare to contact them with much fanfare, so..."

"Okay, okay!" Gu Tianhong said impatiently: "How long will it take for you to say in the end?"

Zhou Lao said: "I have already sent someone to pick them up secretly just now, and I should be able to arrive here this afternoon." ”

"The plan is postponed, when Yang Hua and Zhao Qianqian arrive, it will start!"

Gu Tianhong threw down such a sentence, and then brushed his sleeves and left.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong with the boss?"

"That's right, Old Zhou, what Yang Hua and Zhao Qianqian, who are they, it's really a big shelf!"

"Yes, let's wait for the two of them, what the hell are these two people coming from?"

As soon as Gu Tianhong left, the people who were still serious just now and didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere blocked Zhou Lao tightly with a bang, and you asked one by one.

"Go, go, others who shouldn't ask!" Zhou Lao pushed the people in front, and left with a frown, leaving only everyone looking at each other.

"What the hell is going on, Old Zhou, what's going on?" asked a young woman dressed as a student, puzzled.

A middle-aged man on the side spread his hands and said, "Who knows!"

At this moment, a beggar in the crowd lowered his voice and said, "Oh, I seem to know a little bit about this." ”

"You know?" everyone immediately surrounded the beggars and said, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

"Hehe, this!" the beggar straightened up and said slowly: "Actually, it's not a big secret, it's just that I heard that our head of the house seems to have been raising a few people with special abilities, and these people usually don't come forward, but every time there is a big move, the head will bring them." ”

"Hearing you say that, I seem to be a little impressed!" Another middle-aged man said: "I seem to have heard Elder Zhou mention that there is indeed a mysterious organization in our sect, which is usually inconspicuous and specializes in performing some special tasks for the head of the sect. ”

Another person whispered: "Then according to what you say, then what Yang Hua and Zhao Qianqian are the people of this mysterious organization?"

The beggar nodded and said with a solemn expression: "I think nine times out of ten this is the case!"

Hearing the beggar say this, everyone looked at the people around them without a trace, and the expressions on their faces changed slightly.

Among the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu faction, due to the reason of being Gu, everyone does not need to worry about the loyalty of the leader. However, this does not mean that they are also friendly to each other, on the contrary, because of the long-term cultivation of the cult sect's exercises, most of the disciples of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu sect are hostile to each other, and they basically show no mercy if they can do it.

Now a mysterious organization suddenly appeared, and looking at Gu Tianhong's appearance, he still attached great importance to the members of this mysterious organization, which made everyone present have to think crankily: Is there such a person around me? Will I offend him inadvertently? Or... Do I have a chance to enter this mysterious organization?

Suddenly, most of the people began to become vigilant, except for a few young men in black in the crowd.

These young people are Gu Tianhong's disciples.

As Gu Tianhong's disciple, in the future, if you are not the most disadvantaged, you can also mix with the elders of the sect, and no one will have nothing to find fault with and make enemies with other senior brothers, so for the matter of the mysterious organization, they are just a joke, no matter how high your status is, can you still get over the future heirs of our sects?

Just when the atmosphere on the field was a little stiff, one of Gu Tianhong's disciples stood up and ordered loudly: "Okay, okay, don't guess, let's disperse quickly! There is about to be a big move in the door, hurry back and prepare!"

Everyone hurriedly replied: "Yes, young master!"

In the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu faction, unless the head of the sect has designated the next leader, all the head disciples are called the young master.

When the others had dispersed, they said, "Let's go!

A man in black muttered, "It's boring! I thought I could show my strength, but I didn't expect to have to wait any longer." ”

"Okay, let's go! It's not good to let the master and his old man!"

Saying that, Gu Tianhong's disciples also dispersed.

And at this moment, Ye Xuan was eating breakfast at the breakfast shop outside the small hotel.

"Boss, here are five more drawers of buns, ten fritters, and three bowls of chaos. In the breakfast shop full of people, Ye Xuan sat in a small corner, constantly stuffing buns into his mouth, and shouted at the boss at the door.

"Okay, here we go!" The boss wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel hanging around his neck, quickly prepared the things that Ye Xuan ordered, and then dragged it with a king-size tray, hurriedly ran to the table where Ye Xuan was, put the food on the table, and hurriedly ran back to the door.

"It's delicious!" Ye Xuan picked up the xiaolongbao in front of him and stuffed a few into his mouth, looking satisfied.

This xiaolongbao is the first food Ye Xuan has eaten in the mortal world, from the first time he tasted the taste of xiaolongbao, he couldn't help but fall in love with this food, small buns, several bites, bite down and the gravy flows, that is called a fragrant.

And somehow, Ye Xuan always felt that today's xiaolongbao was better than all the xiaolongbao he had eaten in the past.

Chewing the buns in his mouth and drinking the chaos again, Ye Xuan felt that he was about to become an immortal.

In fact, it is no wonder that Ye Xuan thinks that today's steamed buns are delicious, he usually eats xiaolongbao, and he eats them at school, and the craftsmanship of the school master is not as good as the craftsmanship of the street stall master after all.

"Whew!"

Ten minutes later, Ye Xuantang was full, wiped his mouth with the inferior napkin on the table, and then got up and went to the door to pay the bill.

"Boss, how much?"

"Wait a minute!" the boss first filled a bowl of chaos for others, then wiped his hands on his clothes casually, took out an old-fashioned calculator and clicked it, and said to Ye Xuan: "It's two hundred and eighty-two in total." ”

Brush!

Hearing the boss's words, whether they were eating or waiting in line to buy food, they all turned their heads to look at Ye Xuan.

The most expensive food to eat is a five-dollar steamed bun for breakfast, and you can eat nearly 300 yuan!

Ye Xuan didn't care about other people's eyes, took out the money from his pocket, counted out a bunch, handed it to the boss and said, "It's exactly two hundred and eighty-two, boss, you count!"

"Okay!" The boss is also a sincere person, and he responded with a good word, but he didn't even look at it, and took the money and stuffed it directly into the drawer on the side.

Ye Xuan smiled, didn't speak, turned around and planned to go back to the small hotel, and continue to keep an eye on the two people who were witches in southern Xinjiang.

That's it!

The two men in black passed by Ye Xuan, "Boss, two drawers of buns, two bowls of chaos!"

Ye Xuan looked back without a trace, then turned around and said to the breakfast shop owner, "Boss, bring me another drawer of steamed buns and a bowl of tofu brain." ”

"Okay..."The owner of the breakfast shop kept wiping his sweat with a towel, and when he heard that someone was buying food again, he was about to agree, but when he saw the person who wanted to eat, he said in surprise: "You still eat?"

Ye Xuan scratched his head and smiled, and said, "Hehe, the food you cooked is so delicious, I haven't eaten enough!"

"It's delicious, you can't eat too much!" The boss put the towel on his shoulder and said, "Yes, I see, you still don't eat it, my bun is oily, give you a bowl of soy milk to drink!"

Ye Xuan smiled and said, "That's fine, but I want two bowls." ”

The owner of the breakfast shop replied heartily: "Okay!"

As he spoke, the boss served Ye Xuan two bowls of soy milk. Ye Xuan took a bowl in one hand, and didn't go into the room, just sat down at a table at the entrance of the store.

"Shhh

Ye Xuan took a sip of soy milk and praised the shopkeeper: "Boss, your soy milk is good and tastes good!"

The boss said loudly: "No, I have high-quality soybean freshly ground soybean milk, and I don't have to sell it if the taste is not right." ”

"Hehe!" Ye Xuan laughed twice, and took another sip of soy milk, but Ye Xuan's attention was obviously on the two black-clothed people who had just entered the room.

"Hmph!" Ye Xuan sneered, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

It's two people from the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu again!