"Brother Lin, please come in. Kurosan respectfully pushed the door open and made a gesture of please.

Lin Xuan stepped into the office of the general manager of Modern International Culture Company.

Hei San didn't go in, and after seeing Lin Xuan go in, he ran away, obviously knowing that the situation was not right today, so he better stay away.

Lin ...... Master Lin, you... Why is it coming?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Feng Biao, who was sitting on the boss's chair, raised his head and saw Lin Xuan, his face suddenly changed.

"Mr. Feng, I'm so interested, what's the matter, don't you welcome me here?" Lin Xuan looked at the cigar in Feng Biao's hand and said with a smile.

Feng Biao stood up, quickly put the cigar in the ashtray, and hurriedly explained: "Welcome, how can you not be welcome? Master Lin can come, I am simply shining here." ”

"Master Lin, please take a seat, I'll make you tea. With that, Feng Biao went to the table next to him to get the tea set.

Lin Xuan interrupted him, "There's no need to drink tea, you should know the purpose of my visit." ”

Listening to Lin Xuan's words, Feng Biao almost dropped the tea set in his hand on the ground, turned his head, and said with a smile of embarrassment: "Master Lin, it's really not that I deliberately dragged it and didn't give it to you, it's really that I also have difficulties, see if you can change something, or you can say a number, how much money is fine." ”

Lin Xuan stood there, his face sank, and he wrote lightly: "So, you don't want to give it." ”

Just such a sentence, it was unremarkable, and there was no slightest emotional fluctuation, but it scared Jiang Cheng's social brother who had been famous for a long time, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and his legs trembled unconsciously.

"No, no, how dare I dismiss your thing, it's really not in my possession right now. ”

"Oh, who's in who's hands?"

Feng Biao wiped the sweat from his head, glanced at Lin Xuan a few times, weighed the pros and cons, seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Chen of General Mountain." ”

This is the second time Lin Xuan has heard this name, and the last time he heard it was from a taxi driver.

Feng Biao looked at Lin Xuan, who was a little distracted, and said, "Master Lin, you sit down first, sit down and let's talk." ”

Lin Xuan retracted his thoughts and sat leisurely on the sofa next to him.

"So, what so-called Master Chen did you give my things to, it seems that you didn't take me seriously. ”

Now Feng Biao has the heart to die, because Master Chen and Lin Xuan are people he can't afford to provoke, but he still puts Master Chen in front of Lin Xuan in his heart, although Lin Xuan is a Sect Master of Transformation Strength, but compared with Master Chen, it is estimated that it is still almost, thinking of Master Chen's methods, he can't help but shudder.

"Master Lin, it's not that I didn't take you seriously, it's really that Master Chen is too powerful, he opened his mouth, I don't dare not give it to him, especially over the years, he has great magical powers, boundless mana, just like a god. ”

Lin Xuan smiled, "So, he's better than me." ”

Feng Biao also let go at this time, glanced at Lin Xuan, and said: "It's different, it's different, you are not the same kind of person, you are a martial artist, he is a cultivator, he knows Taoism, he knows supernatural powers, and even I have seen Master Chen fight against ghosts and enemies, it is really a ghost, and he sucked a martial artist at the peak of dark strength into jerky in one bite, which is simply a fairy-like means." ”

Through Feng Biao's words, Lin Xuan almost understood what this so-called Master Chen and cultivation were, in short, just like the warriors and mages in the game, warriors are warriors, at the beginning, only with the strength of the flesh and the power of the force, the attack range is limited, can only be melee combat, and the so-called cultivation is equivalent to a mage, at the beginning there is mana in the body, can be attacked through spells, with long-range attack ability, and all kinds of incredible means and supernatural powers.

I don't know how the cultivators of the earth compare to the Qi Refiners?

After finishing speaking, Feng Biao carefully took out a sandalwood box from his body and put it in front of Lin Xuan, looking painful, and said, "Master Lin, although the piece of jade you want is gone, I can give you this big pill as an apology." ”

Lin Xuan looked at Feng Biao, who was a little painful, and couldn't help but feel a little interested in this so-called Da Huan Dan, picked up the sandalwood box, and gently opened the lid of the box, only to see a blood-red pill the size of a dragon's eye lying inside, and a faint smell of blood wafted out from the pill.

Lin Xuan's face changed suddenly, what kind of big pill is this, it is obviously a essence blood pill.

Essence Blood Pill is a kind of pill that has great benefits for the body, after taking it, it can increase qi and blood, strengthen the body, and promote the cultivation of martial artists, but this kind of pill is expressly forbidden by the spirit world, because the raw material is a living person, using human blood to refine the pill, about ten adult men can refine a Essence Blood Pill, extremely bloody.

In addition, the essence blood pill is only useful for martial artists, and it does not have much effect on qi refiners, and many mad martial artists slaughter human races, and even raise blood slaves in captivity, raising people like animals, just for the essence and blood on their bodies.

The elixir in the spirit world has almost disappeared, and few people even know the prescription, but I didn't expect to see this elixir on the earth.

"Who gave this to you?"

Feng Biao didn't notice Lin Xuan's abnormality, and thought that he was a little excited to see the elixir that was beneficial to the cultivation of martial artists, and said, "This is what Master Chen rewarded me, and it's just one pill a year." ”

Lin Xuan closed the box with a 'snap' and muttered, "It seems that I am going to meet this so-called Master Chen." ”

"If you contact this Master Chen for me, just say that I, Lin Xuan, will visit him at Jiangjun Mountain tomorrow night. ”

After listening to Lin Xuan's words, Feng Biao quickly nodded and said, "Okay, send a car to pick up Master Lin tomorrow." ”

"I'll get my stuff back personally, but I saved your life last time, but you didn't pay me, what do you say I should do with you. ”

Feng Biao touched Lin Xuan's pair of ancient well-free eyes, and immediately raised his heart to his throat, and the hairs on his body stood up, he thought that this matter was over, but he didn't expect it to be over.

Lin Xuan stood up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked towards the door, without even looking at him, and said, "It's still useful for me to keep your little life, so I'll punish you today and let you have a long memory." ”

After speaking, he used his spiritual power and flicked his fingers.

Sou!

Burst!

"Ahh

The knee was pierced and pierced.

This leg is obviously useless.

Feng Biao covered his legs, endured the pain, and shouted towards the door: "Third child, send Master Lin for me." ”

Hei San, who was in the next room, had been paying attention to the things here, and when he heard the voice, he quickly ran out, only to see the eldest of his family leaning on the sofa, covering his leg with one hand, and blood was dripping down his leg, staining the floor red, "This ......"

"Stop talking nonsense, go and send Master Lin for me. ”

Only then did Hei San follow Lin Xuan in a panic.

When Lin Xuan passed by the front desk, he smiled and nodded to the girl just now, and left straight after saying hello.

After Hei San sent Lin Xuan away, he hurriedly ran back, quickly helped Feng Biao up, and shouted outside: "What are you eating, didn't you see Brother Biao injured, hurry up and call 120." ”

Hearing that Brother Biao was injured, all the people in the other rooms rushed to the general manager's office, and hurriedly called and called an ambulance.

After working for a long time, Feng Biao was carried down.

When the girl at the front desk saw this scene, the figure of Lin Xuan just now immediately appeared in her mind, and she said secretly, this is not what he did, right?

Because Feng Biao was injured, there was no one in the company, and she was the only one left, just when she was thinking if she could get off work, she returned to the company alone.

It was Hei San, Feng Biao asked him to come back to inform Master Chen about Lin Xuan's visit.

Hei San saw the girl at the front desk and said, "Old sister, you go back first today, get off work." ”

The girl smiled and said, "Thank you, third brother." ”

After Hei San finished the call, he was going to go to the hospital to see Brother Biao, but he didn't expect that the girl who came over for part-time work during the summer vacation hadn't left yet, as if she was waiting for him on purpose.

The girl smiled and said, "Third brother, what happened just now? Why was Mr. Feng injured?"

Hei San sighed and said, "What else can it be? I didn't give anything to the people, and people came to ask for the account." ”

He said to himself: "I told Brother Biao a long time ago and asked him to give things to Brother Lin, but he didn't listen, now it's okay, he was beaten like this, his left leg is obviously useless, he didn't listen to persuasion, if he didn't listen to me, it would be fine." ”

The girl interrupted Hei San: "Is that the young man just now? I see that he is also thin and weak, not like a person who can fight, there are so many of you..."

Hei San glanced at the girl and said, "What do you know, is there still a time when there are more people in the current society? ”

The girl obviously didn't expect that the thin teenager just now would have such a great influence, and he would scare this group of black society like this by himself, his boss was beaten, and he didn't take revenge, and he complained about his own boss, no wonder he was so indifferent just now, wasting his hard work in vain.