When he reappeared, it was already a world covered in silver, and the cold wind was blowing. Not far away, a majestic mountain stretched into the sky in front of him.

The white lion appeared beside Masaki, saw the surrounding scene, his eyes were confused for a moment, and then he seemed to wake up, raised his head, and howled at the blue sky, like a lion, and then rushed out, rolling in the snow, splashing, releasing its wildness and passion.

Masaki watched this scene quietly, he suddenly felt a little cruel, a creature like a white lion should not only survive between a small world as small as a backyard at home, it belongs to nature, belongs to this white world.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared not far away, as if echoing the cry of the white lion, and also let out an earth-shattering shout.

The white lion jumping in the snow seemed to be a little unresponsive, and froze in place, looking in that direction stupidly.

Masaki had good eyes, and after hearing the voice, he looked over, it was a Tibetan mastiff with a black body like black jade, smaller than the size of the white lion, but small is relatively speaking, according to the perspective of ordinary people, this black Tibetan mastiff can be regarded as huge, and it is almost more than one and a half meters tall when it stands up.

"This is a female Tibetan mastiff", such a thought popped up in Masaki's mind, and then his face was happy, and he was thinking about finding a partner for the white lion, which was done without any effort.

The black Tibetan mastiff glanced at Masaki and the white lion, then turned around and deftly ran in the direction of the cliff through the snow.

"White Lion, what are you doing, your wife ran away," Zhengji's figure flashed, appeared next to the white lion, patted its head and said with a smile.

The white lion glanced at Masaki, then roared and slammed in the direction of the black shadow.

Masaki, on the other hand, was not in a hurry at all, and followed the white lion leisurely, walking unhurriedly, leaving footprints on the snow one by one.

Ten minutes later, Masaki heard a roar and a roar coming from ahead, quickened his pace, and chased after him.

The scene in front of him made Zhengji cry and laugh, the white lion pressed the black Tibetan mastiff under him, opened his mouth widely, bit the neck of the black Tibetan mastiff, and used his weight advantage and strength, although the black Tibetan mastiff was equally fierce, but he could only roar angrily, and his limbs kicked the snow indiscriminately.

Judging from the messiness and a little blood in the snow within a radius of 100 meters at the scene, the movement of these two is not small.

"Stinky boy, don't let go, you want to bite your daughter-in-law to death!" Masaki walked over, not afraid of the fight between the two Tibetan mastiffs and accidentally injuring himself, and carried the collar skin of a Tibetan mastiff in one hand.

The white lion loosened its mouth, the black Tibetan mastiff was carried by the neck, turned his head and bit towards Zhengji's arm, but it was transferred to the white lion's hatred to Zhengji's body, but with a "click", he almost broke his teeth, Zhengji's arm was like a projection phantom, empty and powerless, as if penetrating the phantom, the Tibetan mastiff looked dazed, as if he didn't understand why he had bitten it but nothing.

"It's still a hot daughter-in-law," Masaki said with a smile and muttering to himself.

The black Tibetan mastiff raised its head to look at Masaki, but what caught his eye was a pair of big red windmill-like pupils.

Ten minutes later, two Tibetan mastiffs obediently squatted in front of Zhengji.

"Do you two get along well in the future?" said Masaki as if speaking to a person, to the white lion and the black charcoal.

Black charcoal is the name he gave to this black Tibetan mastiff.

The two Tibetan mastiffs nodded obediently, and the white lion turned his head and licked the wound on the black charcoal body that had just been bitten out by it.

"Heh, you were bitten to death just now, and now you feel sorry for your daughter-in-law?" Masaki smiled and said as he stretched out his hand to the black charcoal.

A magical scene appeared, and the few wounds on Hei Tan's body began to heal slowly.

Masaki stood up, the injuries on the black charcoal had healed, and he glanced at the white lion, "In the future, you can live here, and I will come to see you from time to time."

As if he understood, the white lion ran over and bit Masaki's trouser leg, meaning not to let him go.

Zhengji patted the white lion's head: "It's the same everywhere, anyway, when I miss you, it's just a thought, here, at least you won't be aggrieved."

Masaki had already thought about it after he came, rather than letting the white lion be confined to a corner of the backyard, it was better to return it to freedom, anyway, now that he has this new ability, where he wants to go is only a matter of moments.

When the white lion heard Masaki's words, he seemed to be thinking humanely, and gently let go of his mouth.

Masaki patted its head, and the space was agitated, and two corbels appeared, falling in front of the two Tibetan mastiffs, and then Masaki's figure slowly faded, like a shadow.

The white lion roared a few times at the empty sky, and there was a little reluctance in his eyes.

Farewell to the white lion for the time being, the reappearance of Masaki is already in the deep city.

Looking up at the Tencent building in his line of sight, Zhengji couldn't help but sigh, with this ability to travel through space, it was really like a tiger with wings for him, and too many things could be taken care of more easily.

Otherwise, he'll have to break his leg.

Ma Huateng, who was reviewing documents in the office, obviously did not expect that political discipline would appear at this time.

"Come and don't let me know in advance," Ma Huateng stood up and said with a smile.

"You have a lot to do, you're busy, and besides, I'm not a national leader," Masaji said.

"How is the company doing lately," Masaki asked again.

"It's a lot, everything is developing steadily, that is, the money is spent quickly", Ma Huateng said, the suggestions put forward by Zhengji have good development prospects, and it is not a problem to make money step by step, but there is also a problem that the shop is too wide, and each project must be taken care of, and the money is spent quickly.

Zhengji nodded, how fast the money is spent is normal, indicating that the company is growing and growing.

"You can spend the money you should spend, don't worry about what is not enough, I still have it here", Zhengji gave Ma Huateng a reassurance, he now has a stable income from the album, and he can also make a profit after acquiring Xingyu, if these are all small money, don't forget, Zhengji also has the income of the mafia, every month, Newton will put a sum of money into Zhengji's account, calculated down, it is about more than a billion dollars, which is a lot of income.

When he first received Newton's report, Masaki was also shocked, although he knew that the gang made money quickly, but he never expected it to be so fast anyway, a month's profit, there were more than a billion dollars, and that year was no less than 10 billion dollars of profit, and sure enough, the money in the gray and black areas came quickly.

As for the way they get money, drug trafficking, or protection money, these political disciplines do not interfere much, anyway, it is not the Chinese people who are harmed.

This money, like a blood transfusion, has been continuously injected into Erma's project, becoming an indispensable upfront capital accumulation.

"By the way, isn't there a small problem with these two industrial projects, and there are some obstacles to the laying of stores," Ma Yun said.

Zhengji listened to Ma Yun's explanation, and it turned out that it was not a problem on the table, but the obstruction and interference of some local local snakes, just like the ruffians and hooligans he encountered when he took Chen Zhexi to the Internet café last time.

At this point, Zhengji has also thought of it, because these two projects are to be implemented in the whole country, and this involves the folk customs of each region, and the Internet café is a place that is easy to touch the dark side of society, plus every region has a land snake, which is nine times out of ten, they are like leeches entrenched in commercial stores, absorbing nutrients, don't underestimate these "locusts", they sometimes have a great impact.

"Let's solve the two aspects," Masaki said after thinking about it.

"Two aspects?" Ma Yun and Ma Huateng waited curiously for his next step.

"On the one hand, let's start with ourselves, and in the next few days, you will prepare to set up a security company," Masaki said with squinted eyes.

"Security company?" Hearing Zhengji's answer, the two were stunned for a few seconds, and Ma Huateng said speculatively: "What do you mean, do you want to engage in some thugs?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, we are a legal company, a bodyguard nature, with a license, five insurances and one housing fund, and a gun license", Zhengji smiled, patted Ma Huateng's shoulder and said.

Ma Yun slandered on one side of the abdomen, isn't he an alternative security guard?

"The company is easy to set up, but the problem is manpower, where do we find those security guards who can fight, and those mixed rice security guards forget it," Ma Huateng said his own problem.

Masaki stood up and walked to the window, looked at the thriving scene outside, and said, "I'll look for people, and I guarantee that they are all top professionals." ”

Of course, Zhengji is not bragging, he thought of Song Liang and them, in the army, there are many people who have nothing to do or have no good arrangements for them to retire from the army every year, and they just want to find a place to settle down for them, and they will not waste their skills that have been trained for so long, I believe that such a mutually beneficial thing, Song Liang and they are also happy to help.

"What about the other aspect?" Masaki said this, and Erma naturally did not doubt his ability, but he thought of the two aspects that Masaki had just said.

"On the other hand, of course, it is our country, and the government will always be the greatest backing for our law-abiding citizens," Masaki said, but he did not explain it thoroughly, leaving the two confused.

A few days later, Masaki appeared at Song's house.

"Brother Song, do me a favor," Masaki said after taking a sip of tea.

"What's the help, you let me help a mortal", Song Liang said with a smile.

"Help me find hundreds of people who want to be discharged from the army"

"There are a lot of veterans every year, what type do you want?" Song Liang asked after thinking for a while.

Zhengji raised his head and thought about it, and said: "Those who have strong military literacy and can fight, it is best to be retired special forces."

"Veteran special forces, there are still hundreds of people, you kid don't want to rebel, right?" Song Liang was stunned, looking at Zhengji and jokingly.

"How can I think about opening a security company," Masaki said.

"Security company, you can't find hundreds of special forces, those people are out of the army, and they are all the targets that the police department is rushing to want," Song Liang thought about it.

"Brother Song, you try to find as much as you can, you tell them to rest assured, I will treat them here, and I will definitely guarantee their satisfaction," Zhengji also knew that his requirements were a little difficult.

"I believe you at this point, you are not a person who will treat yourself badly, I will work hard for you," Song Liang nodded and said.

"I don't know what new and weird ideas your kid has in his head all day long, and he is thinking about opening a security company again," Song Liang sighed.

After talking to Song Liang for a while, Old Man Song woke up from his lunch break, and Zhengji went to the study to chat with the old man for a while, and left with a satisfied expression.