"Why did the gas company come here for maintenance?" Mr. Wu faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Sir, there is a gas pipe in the private room, and today is a regular maintenance ......," the outsider explained.

Mr. Wu immediately thought that there was a gas pipe in the room, and although the water boiler in the private room looked like an old-fashioned pottery stove, it was actually a gas stove.

"Go open the door...... Mr. Wu gave Luo Cantong a look, and then put away a walkman on the table and put it in his briefcase.

"Squeak ......" Luo Cantong opened the door and saw two workers in the uniform of the gas company, carrying toolboxes and testing equipment in their hands.

"Hello, check the gas ......" The two workers came into the room and greeted them, then walked directly to the tea table, skillfully opened the stove and checked.

Is it really a routine overhaul?

Originally, he had already felt the warning of his intuition just now, and he was ready to see if the situation was to flee or surrender.

As a result, when I saw that the workers had said hello at the beginning, they ignored them at all and checked on their own. Mr. Wu was a little confused.

Quietly scanning with his divine sense, he found that the two workers were mortals, and there was no spiritual reaction on their bodies.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much......" he couldn't help but sigh that he was a little nervous.

Hey, it's easy to have a nervous breakdown after working in this business for a long time, and when you're done this year, you'll go back and apply for retirement, this country is too dangerous!" he thought to himself.

Don't think that spies are as tenacious and unyielding as in literature, when in fact there are so many spies who don't want to die?

"Spy" is just a job, work, is a transaction to do things with money, of course, it is better to take money for nothing and not do things, how many people will not even want their lives for the boss and the company?

No kidding!

The kind of desperate soldier in literature is not a spy!

But how high is the cost of raising a dead soldier? Just look at "The Legend of the Assassins", it is at least a matter of gold and silver, does this company have a "hot liver" to give people wine? Is the boss willing to give his little wife to sleep and eat?

No, it's a fart.

No organization would raise spies at such a large cost, because if they can't afford it, no one's money will blow in the wind.

At this time, a worker took the analyzer and lit it up at them: "Gentlemen, there is a small leak here, we need to take it apart and check it." To be on the safe side, please go outside and wait for a while......"

"Well, okay...... Let's go, it won't affect your work. Mr. Wu picked up the briefcase and beckoned Luo Cangun to leave.

Luo Canquan was still a little reluctant to pay this time, but he didn't want to say anything about it when he saw it on the line, so he had to follow him aggrievedly.

The door slammed ...... shut, making a loud crashing sound that was particularly piercing in the silent hallway.

The sound of the door closing made the alarm in Mr. Wu's heart even stronger.

It's a little too quiet around!

But he looked left and right, his mind swept wildly, but he didn't find anything. But he saw that the scene outside the corridor was still normal, the sun was shining, people were coming and going, and the traffic was weaving.

It should be that the sound insulation conditions of the tea house are better...... He was a little self-deprecating, feeling that he was a little too sensitive today.

"Let's talk about ...... when we get out," he sighed, and walked briskly towards the exit.

"Mr. Wu, if it happens this time, you can't forget me......" Luo Canquan followed pitifully, chattering while chattering.

Mr. Wu glared at him and rebuked in a low voice, "Why are you still talking about this outside?

Luo Cantong didn't dare to say anything, so Mr. Wu said gently: "Don't worry, this time it will definitely make up for you!" You must also understand that these six kinds of elixirs are different from the ordinary, they are priceless in any country, and everyone's production is insufficient, even if it is the strongest Great Xia in the world, it is the same......

"Yes, understood. Luo Cantong replied weakly.

"Don't worry, your identity is different, and you are the key ...... the organization" Mr. Wu suddenly stopped and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Wu ......" Luo was stunned for a moment. He felt that Mr. Wu's momentum had suddenly changed, as if he had woken up as a beast.

"Don't you think this corridor is a bit long......" Mr. Wu vigilantly strafed around, and his divine sense had been put to the maximum.

Luo Guanquan looked around, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This corridor seemed to be only about 100 meters away, and they had been walking for at least three minutes while talking, but they hadn't reached the end yet. What's even weirder is that it still looks so far away, as if it was standing still just now.

He's not a novice either, so he doesn't understand that he hit a steel plate.

"Yo, the two little ants have already found out, it's really boring......" A nice but difficult to distinguish male and female voices came from the sky.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth turned upside down, the sky suddenly darkened, and everything around them disappeared. Before falling into complete darkness, Mr. Wu vaguely saw a starlight face in the sky, almost obscuring his entire vision.

This face has no flaws, a noble bearing, and a peerless demeanor, but it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Pop ......" an ordinary plastic compactor is closed with a slender hand carved like white jade.

There are two ladybug-sized villains in the box, which seem to be Mr. Wu and Luo Can. They were like worms in amber at this time, and the panicked expression was still frozen on their faces.

"Two little ants, they actually came to Aoshan to make trouble, where did they get the guts?" The ethereal voice sounded, and every syllable was like an ensemble of a pipe and a guzheng, although it was difficult to distinguish between male and female, but it was unusually pleasant.

The owner of the voice held the box and turned around like the wind turning a jade tree.

The people waiting next to them suddenly felt that their eyes lit up, and there was only one sentence in their hearts: Bright as a jade tree before the wind!

The master of this voice is magnificent, and his demeanor is peerless, whether it is temperament, face or figure, he is flawless, his long hair is draped on his back, and he is tied in a simple ponytail with a gold ring. He wears a simple cyan trench coat with no accessories. But even so, just a casual stop there is the focus of attention.

This man has a beautiful appearance that is difficult to distinguish between male and female, and the charm is eaten by both men and women, and the men and women waiting on the side feel that their hearts are beating a few times.

"Take the ......" hand like a work of art tossed the box.

The middle-aged man waiting next to him hurriedly took the box with both hands.

This person's face was full of flattery, and he boasted: "It's an honor for these two little ants to let Kong Zhenren make a move!"

This beautiful Kong Zhenren who is not like a human is expressionless: "Xiaohong, you don't have to pat me on the back, if this guy didn't actually run to Aoshan to make trouble, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to the affairs of your special affairs bureau......"

Although he was called "Xiaohong", the middle-aged man had a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, yes, but if there is no Kong Zhenren, they can't be captured in one fell swoop without alarming the world." ”

Kong Zhenren glanced at the box: "How can you release them without me teaching them, right?"

"I know, I know, I don't have to bother real people when I release it......"

The middle-aged man continued to tout: "The magic power of the real person's hand of 'dividing the two worlds and drawing the ground as a prison' is really wonderful, every time I see it, Xiaohong and I are amazed......"

"What, do you want to learn?" Kong Zhenren lightly swept his crotch.

"Uh, this, it's still not okay......" The middle-aged man only felt a chill in his crotch, and quickly shook his head; "I'm not ready to transfer the sequence yet, I think my current sequence is very talented, very talented......"

"Xiaohong, you just have too many eyes, and you don't want to use them on the right path of cultivation, otherwise with your qualifications, you would have been a four-grade ......" Kong Zhenren shook his head.

Seeing that the other party was flustered, Kong Zhenren said with a disgusted face: "In addition, it's too late for you to want to transfer my sequence now, you are too old, and Yuanyang has been leaked, and you are ugly, it is useless to cut it......"

The middle-aged man nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, the real person is right, I look ugly! Too ugly! Not suitable! Not suitable......"

"Hahahaha......" His confession made Kong Zhenren couldn't help laughing.

This smile made the people around him feel as if they were in a world full of flowers, and both men and women were about to sink into it.

Fortunately, Kong Zhenren laughed for a while, then dispersed into a gust of yang and wind, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. There was a heavenly voice in the air: "Okay, the ants have been caught, and I will go back, so you can do whatever you want......"

"Congratulations to the real ......" Everyone returned to their souls and hurriedly bowed.

"Whew...... Boss, is this the charm of the celestials?" a young female cultivator in battle armor let out a sigh, her face still flushed.

Even though she's a girl, she's about to fall under that amazing charm. That kind of charm doesn't discriminate between men and women.

"Yes......" The middle-aged man patted his chest with palpitations: "Kong Zhenren is already in the realm of the incarnation of a third-grade celestial, if he can collect the charm invisible, it will be a second-grade true monarch......"

"Boss, does this celestial sequence really have to be cut off?" the long-haired man asked curiously.

"Nonsense, why are there so few people who choose this sequence?" "Sunflower Refining God Dafa" was originally cultivated by the eunuchs back then......" The middle-aged man gave him a blank look: "What? If you want to practice, I can help you ......"

The long-haired man hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, I look ugly......"

"Boss, can a woman practice this?" the female cultivator's eyes were full of stars.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Dream, women can't practice......"

"Boss, it turns out that your name is Xiaohong......" the fat man said.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh. I didn't expect the boss, who has always been treacherous, cunning and ruthless, to have such a fandom nickname.

The middle-aged man suddenly jumped violently, and kicked at the fat man's buttocks: "Made, fat cat, do you want to die? Xiaohong, that's what you can call me? Zhenren That's my former mentor, of course he can be called ......"

The reason why he had been hesitant to find this big guy before was because of this matter. It's a bit embarrassing to be called out by the subordinates before the nickname.

But then there was really no way, although Mr. Wu was only a sixth grade, he was the most capable "shadow dancer" profession. He calculated the strength in his hand and found that he was really not absolutely sure that he would leave the other party. And this is an urban area, and if there is a real conflict, it is easy to cause civilian casualties.

This is not as casual as being abroad, and in the end, he had to contact this Kong Zhang boss and ask him to capture the two spies with the magic power of "dividing the two worlds and drawing the ground as a prison".