Today's headache is even worse...... Tomorrow will be more yidiǎn, I have always spoken and counted.

"Three days, I'll give you only three days."

Wang Jian propped his hands on the table and looked at the subordinates sitting in the audience with a hideous expression. And his subordinates have also been confused, since Wang Jian came to power, none of them have seen Wang Jian lose such a big temper.

Although he usually looks quite strict, but people who have been a little jiēchu are zhidào, he is actually a rather easy-going person, and he can even be included in the ranks of the ten best talkative people" "The novel chapters are updated the fastest.

But today, he is like an enraged tiger, irritable and terrifying. Even the subordinates who once dared to joke with him were silent, just lowered their heads and silently accepted Wang Jian's baptism.

"It doesn't matter how to use the shime!"

Not zhidào for shime, Wang Jian, who could still maintain his composure just now, became more and more irritable on the way back to the meeting, and even he couldn't control it, this tyranny surged from the bottom of his heart, and the moment he entered the emergency meeting, yijing completely shredded all his composure.

The boss slapped the table and scolded, and the younger brother at the bottom was naturally duty-bound, and the moment Wang Jian announced the end of the meeting, everyone trotted out of the conference room like a bus, as if they were afraid that they would be eaten by Wang Jian if they stayed longer.

After they left, there was silence in the conference room, and Wang Jian's irritability gradually calmed down, one hand propped up on the platform and panted. And Xiao Jin went to invite his father-in-law, and now Yijing should be on the way, so Wang Jian must resist alone for more than ten minutes.

In fact, he didn't really care about those books, because he didn't see them as the foundation for his future foothold. But this loss, he will be in big trouble. Tell me closer...... ruguo is studied by others, then this shijiè can be a big mess, shime fucking ethics and morality shime fucking three gangs and five constants will be stirred into a pulp. And in the distance, there is a day when Ruguo has nàme, Wang Jian traveled west with a crane, and went down to see his father and them, which is impossible to explain! That's a great sinner!

"Don't worry." Brother Tiger patted Wang Jian's shoulder: "Obedient." ”

Brother Tiger's voice clearly has a kind of whirring sound that only cats have when they are angry, squeezing out of its throat, looking tèbié terrifying.

Now it seems that it has fallen out, and the tiger brother representing fènnu is suppressing fènnu. Wang Jian, who represents calmness, is released there. He even had to ask Brother Tiger to comfort him......

"It's simple!" Wang Jian suddenly stood up and punched the wall: "This is plucking the feathers on the tiger's mouth!" ”

"I was tightened by what you said." Brother Tiger was also scratching the wall in pángbiān: "Can't you calm down and bring up some useful resources from it?" ”

"Now two little hairs! What the am I going to find resources! Wang Jian Yijing began to spew swear words: "Who is ruguo let me zhidào, I swallowed him alive!" ”

Brother Tiger paced around in front of Wang Jian on all fours: "This question, let's dig from Ziji's memory." You'll definitely be able to dig up useful resources, think about it. ”

Wang Jian frowned and snorted coldly: "I can't calm down!" ”

"Then I ask you. ZhidàoThe people who save these books will be shime people? Brother Tiger was surprisingly calm: "Let's touch it step by step." ”

"Of course it'......" Wang Jian's eyes lit up: "Wait! Zhidào this person. Of course, it's someone who has something to do with us! ”

"Nàme good." Brother Tiger nodded: "First of all, we Zhidào Heaven Society also have these books in our hands, do you think it will be them?" ”

"Is that them?" Wang Jian frowned: "But they are all anxious now." ”

"It's just a kind of kěnéng, we follow ......"

Before Brother Tiger finished speaking, the footsteps outside suddenly sounded, and then Wang Jian turned his head, and when he turned around, Brother Tiger disappeared.

Then Xiao Jin panted and walked in with the old father-in-law, the mud bodhisattva, and the old father-in-law's junior brother. Each of them had a solemn expression on his face.

After they walked in, they found a chair and sat down, and then they all raised their eyes to look at Wang Jian.

"Everyone should know about it." Wang Jian covered his head: "Now we are chasing back in the shortest shijiān, once ruguo is ......"

Wang Jian couldn't go on halfway through his speech. Just slammed his fist on the table: "Everyone zhidào will happen shime." ”

"Unjust...... What a sin. The mud bodhisattva sighed: "Wronged! ”

When Wang Jian heard him say this, he immediately came to jingshén, because judging from his expression and tone, the mud bodhisattva seemed to be zhidào shime. So his eyes were aimed in the direction of the mud bodhisattva: "You ......"

"I can't say, some things ...... As soon as I said it, it was messy, messy. The mud bodhisattva shook his head silently: "I can't say it......"

"Don't be hypocritical about this shihou, uncle......" Xiao Jin was in a hurry: "You can say it!" ”

Wang Jian stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Jin from continuing to ask, of course he meant to be a mud bodhisattva. Compared with the natural two and the mud bodhisattva, the mud bodhisattva is a real fairy-like character, he said that he can't say it, that is, he can't say it, and he can't say it. Once the mud bodhisattva chatted with Wang Jian all night, Wang Jian also learned something from him about this kind of numerology, what can be said or not said, then don't say, don't say what can't be said, what can be said can only be said, don't look a little hypocritical, but ruguo really said what shouldn't be said, nàme's original life can change, and even kěnéng will develop in the opposite direction.

Although Wang Jian still didn't believe in this kind of godly chatter at first, the few things that the mud bodhisattva said to him were confirmed, and Wang Jian couldn't help but believe it.

And the old father-in-law Renjun is naturally the ability and code of the Zhidào Mud Bodhisattva, so he didn't plan to ask from the beginning, but just turned his head to look at Wang Jian: "You have shime found méiyou at the scene." ”

Wang Jian nodded and stretched out two fingers: "Two white hairs and one stepped out of the shoe print with a diamond leg." ”

"White hair and adamantine legs." The old man looked at Ziji's junior brother: "Who do you think can have this kind of ability." ”

"There are quite a few people, the key is how he will zhidào where you hide things."

At this time, the mud bodhisattva turán spoke: "The five elements remain the same, yin and yang do not turn, the past and the future, one hexagram is enough." ”

"You said that person was found by divination?" Wang Jian's eyes widened: "If you have this ability, you have to develop Shime radar...... The United States flew up a stealth plane, wouldn't it be enough to find a few people here? ”

The mud bodhisattva laughed: "This is also possible." But ......"

As he spoke, his expression changed suddenly: "Ruguo is at the cost of the six realms of reincarnation?" One hexagram of beasts, one hexagram of hungry ghosts, and three trigrams are forever falling. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I do. ”

Wang Jian raised his hands high: "You have said so, I also believe it." ”

Do one line to another, since you have the ability to use hexagrams to find things, nàme must be able to zhidào the doorway and price here. The people who do this, including the mud bodhisattvas, are not afraid of the price of falling into the infernal hell. Therefore, the nickname of the mud bodhisattva also came from this, and the mud bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect itself.

And now this person has actually given up this kind of practice, and willingly fallen into the beast hungry ghost to find these books. Then he must be able to read this book with confidence. As long as you are immortal, you will not be able to avoid the troubles of reincarnation, no.

But in fact...... Wang Jian zhidào, even if he gave him the book, or even translated it for him, but he couldn't find all those medicines in a day or two, and it was said that it would be rare to find a kěnéng for twenty years. You may not even be able to find it, and many things are simply hard to find.

nàme, an old man who knows divination, is half cut into the ground. He was willing to spend his life practicing for Shime to do such an unrealistic thing......

Here's the thing. It's really too elusive, at least Wang Jian is not mingbái, not qingchu.

"Why bother, why bother......" The mud bodhisattva sighed a little gloomily, and then slowly stood up: "I'll go out to breathe." ”

With that, he limped out. The sound of the prosthetic leg colliding with the floor was particularly harsh in the silence of the floor.

Wang Jian kept watching him go away, and then turned his head: "I'm really like a punch on cotton." ”

"Although the mud bodhisattva doesn't say it, we can analyze him backwards." The old man smiled: "You have also seen his expression, regret, regret and helplessness." This shows that he knows this person. And it has a deep relationship with us, which means that the person who stole the book is a person in the door and a thief. ”

The old man shrugged: "The others are not very qingchu, but it is easy to cut from this entry point." ”

Wang Jian nodded: "My IQ is not enough...... So who will it be? ”

"Troubleshooting is needed." The old man waved his hand and called his junior brother: "Check all the junior brothers, there will not be many people who can have this method." ”

And Shihou, who was chatting with them, Wang Jian's subordinates called Wang Jian, and then said excitedly: "President, the surveillance clearly photographed his face!" We're on our way back! ”

Wang Jian was overjoyed: "Okay, hurry yidiǎn." ”

In less than twenty minutes, the fresh surveillance video was brought to Wang Jian's face, and it can be seen from the surveillance that at about half past ten shihou, an old man stood downstairs in Manhong's house for about two minutes, constantly looking up at the window, and it was his action that exposed his face to the surveillance.

When he looked at it for a while, he suddenly moved, and his body didn't look like an old man with an old dragon bell at all, and it was not too much to describe yidiǎn as a rabbit. He bent backwards with one foot, stepped forward with one leg, and then slammed the lower plate, raising a layer of dust on the ground, and then he bounced high, and stepped heavily on the windowsill in the falling shihou, which allowed him to soar up at least five meters in the air, and landed directly on the roof of the building, and Shi Shiran opened the skylight and slid down.

"This ......" Xiao Jin was dumbfounded: "This is simply flying!" It's not scientific! ”

Wang Jian and méiyou responded to her horror, but silently rewind the surveillance video and freeze it on the old man's face.

"I haven't seen ......" the old man shook his head, and then looked at his junior brother: "What about you?" ”

"Méiyou impression, but his tricks...... It was changed by King Wu from the Cloud Ladder. ”

"Martial King?" Wang Jian was stunned: "Why don't I zhidào." ”

"Kěnéng because he thinks you don't need to learn this." The elder brother of the old man was silent for a while: "The purpose of the martial kings of the past dynasties is to simplify the complex. ”

"So who is this man?"

Wang Jian said to himself, then his eyes widened, and one hand slammed into Ziji's palm with a clenched fist.

"I'm probably zhidào." (To be continued......)