"If that thing really has the function you expect, isn't the prosperity of the cultivators of the Cold Weapon Age coming again?" Wang Shixian said with a smile.

"It may be even more brilliant than then!" Shen Qi said demagoguously.

"What do you need me to do?" Wang Shixian said with his eyebrows raised. In his heart, he really wanted to see the powerful power from outside the territory! Especially the thing that could be driven by internal force! Although Wang Shixian also knew that curiosity would kill the cat, he always warned himself over and over again not to cause trouble and to be steady, because he knew that he was actually unwilling to be bland, and he was a person who was eager to take risks! Otherwise, he would not have chosen to come to the most prosperous city in China and join the national security! In addition to wanting to revitalize and protect the sect, it was not just to get a platform to display his strengths.

If that thing could really help practitioners regain their transcendent status in the technological society, there was no reason why Wang Shixian might not be impressed!

"Hehe, let's talk about it when you come back, it's a bit early to talk about this. This time, I mainly want to simply meet the head of the king. Shen Qi said.

Wang Shixian sneered in his heart, he just wanted to say hello in advance, and he was careful to squeeze into the table but found that there was no chance to press the chips!

"It's good to be young!" Shen Qi diverted the topic and said: "Dong Wenguang's kid is okay with everything else, but he is too playful!"

Wang Shixian already has the bottom in his heart, and now even if he stands in front of Dong's house, Dong Wenguang can't help him! Neither the national security nor the military wants to see any irrelevant interference in this operation.

"Wei Guang is the same! How old is Master Wang this year?"

Wang Shixian is a little embarrassed, age is a hard injury!

On the car back, Wang Shixian couldn't help but ask Wei Guang why he didn't stay in the army with such a hard backstage?

"If you stay in the army, you can fade out of the bird! How can there be a relaxing excitement in Guoan!" Wei Guang rolled his eyes and said.

Dong Wenguang was very depressed and suffered a loss in the bar fight last night, this morning someone revealed to him the identity of the nosy boy, Dong Wenguang had a little headache, he wanted to take revenge, but the identity of the other party's national security made him have nowhere to speak, he is not Jiang Junshan, dare to lead someone to force a gun into the national security! However, Jiang Junshan's life is not easy, I heard that he has been taken away by the Military Police Bureau of the Military Yuan, and he must have to peel off his skin when he comes out, but no matter how much trouble he makes, he is still Gu Yuanfeng's future son-in-law, and he is a family when he closes the door.

After all, Dong Wenguang is not Dong Jun, the eldest grandson of the Dong family, and many people will cheer him when he usually makes trouble, but few people are willing to help him in such a matter that offends national security and makes a fuss in the fire.

Everyone is young, angry, and it is normal for fights in bars, Dong Wenguang comforted himself.

"Wen Guang, your grandfather called over there and asked you to come to him. Dong Wenguang's father was a little worried and said, "You haven't caused anything recently, have you?"

To his father, who has always been cowardly, Dong Wenguang comforted: "Dad, don't think about it, what can I do?" already had an ominous premonition in his heart, although he had already given a gag order last night, but there is no impermeable wall in the world.

Dong Wenguang walked into Dong Dingfeng's study and saw his grandfather standing in front of the desk holding his breath and writing calligraphy, his cousin Dong Jun was concentrating on grinding ink and serving aside, he didn't dare to disturb and quietly stood aside.

Dong Jun saw Dong Wenguang come in and smiled at him, Dong Wenguang scolded in his heart, but he had to smile back.

Dong Dingfeng's font is dignified and rigorous, the pen is strong, the words appear on the rice paper one by one, he put away the pen, and looked at the work just completed with his hands behind his back.

"Erudition, interrogation, prudence, discernment, practice, and precept. Dong Jun read softly, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Grandpa, why does this character have more 'ring color'?" Dong Jun asked.

"Xiao Qi, let's talk about it!" Dong Dingfeng finally looked up at Dong Wenguang.

Dong Wenguang is the seventh among Dong Dingfeng's twelve grandsons, and when he saw his grandfather calling him, he hurriedly stepped forward, his face was already pale, and he said softly: "When you are young, your blood is undecided, and you are in color." “

Dong Dingfeng nodded and said, "This painting will be given to you." “

Dong Wenguang bowed his head.

"Grandpa, Xiao Qiping is not interested in calligraphy, and my grandson sees that this painting is very good, so why don't you give it to me, and it is also a spur to my grandson. Dong Jun suddenly interjected.

Dong Wenguang lowered his head even deeper.

"If you really want it, I'll write you another one. "The open and secret struggle of the grandchildren, Dong Dingfeng knows it in his heart, although he prefers Dong Jun, he prefers the family to be able to spread out.

Dong Jun was delighted.

"The Red Gang sent a bill just now. Dong Dingfeng pointed to an envelope at the corner of the table and said to Dong Wenguang.

"Xiao Qi, can you explain it to me?" Dong Dingfeng's ruddy round face showed a fierce color.

Dong Wenguang knew his grandfather's temper, if he didn't speak, the end would only be worse, and he said loudly: "My grandson is fighting with others in a bar. “

"Won or lost?" Dong Dingfeng sneered.

"No, I didn't win. “

"How could it be!" Dong Jun was surprised.

Open guns and dark arrows all attacked him, Dong Wenguang clenched his hands into fists, eager to block his cousin's broken mouth with his fists!

The air in the room cooled down, and one by one cyclones were generated out of thin air next to Dong Dingfeng, and the words on the table spun and flew up, falling in front of Dong Wenguang. Sweat oozed from Dong Wenguang's forehead, and he quickly reached out to take the letter.

"It's not that the Dong family can't lose, but if you lose, you have to get it back! Grandpa's voice exploded in Dong Wenguang's ears.

Dong Wenguang raised his head abruptly and said loudly: "Grandpa, don't worry!

"Want to win the next night?" Dong Dingfeng sighed and said, "I heard that the person who fought with you last night is the same age as you." Martial arts can't tolerate the slightest falsehood, every sweat and every gain, Xiao Qi! It's your luck to be able to embark on the path of cultivation, I hope you don't waste your talent! Collect your heart, that girl don't go to find someone else. “

Dong Wenguang was just about to speak, when there were a few knocks at the door, only to see his grandfather's housekeeper come in, hand over a note and retreat.

Dong Dingfeng finished reading the note, but he didn't see luck, and the note turned into powder with a "bang" and spilled from his fingers.