I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Mingze also saw Cheng Zhuo who was waiting on the first floor, and he smiled flamboyantly: "Mr. Cheng, it's a good luck not to disgrace your life."

Cheng Zhuo greeted him with a slight smile: "Is Master Shen injured? What's wrong with this clothes..."

"Oh, I just got scratched, it's okay." Shen Mingze didn't care about it.

Unknowingly, Cheng Zhuo took Ji Youwei's original position, she and Shen Mingze walked in front side by side, and the other four followed behind.

She smiled and handed Shen Mingze a business card, implying: "If Master Shen has anything to do in the future, you can ask me for help."

Whether you need money to open the way, or you want to plot people's hearts, she can do it.

Turning back again, he said loudly: "This time, I would like to thank the masters. In addition to what I promised to the association, I also prepared a big gift for them. Please don't refuse."

Ji Youwei took a look at Shen Mingze, and seeing that he had no objection, he politely replied: "Then it will be disrespectful."

The address of the Celestial Masters Association is also a secret. There is a formation outside, and only a specific method can find the way in.

So they drove out by themselves, and now the car is still parked on the side of the road.

It's just right now, when things are done, you can go back directly.

Shen Mingze put the business card away casually, and said goodbye perfunctorily: "Mr. Cheng, let's go first."

Cheng Zhuo secretly sighed.

Seeing his carefree appearance, he obviously didn't understand what she meant.

Does Shen Mingze know that his teammates have evil intentions?Did he know that he was emptied and isolated?

She thought she didn't know.

But when he saved Shushu, he clearly guarded against his teammates, so he must have known that.

Looking at his nonchalant appearance now, he knows but pretends not to know.

The water in the Tianshi Association is also very deep.

Cheng Zhuo smiled and said, "Could the masters leave me a contact information? I haven't found the mastermind behind this matter, and I'm afraid I will trouble you in the future."

"You don't have to worry about that." Shen Mingze sighed silently, remembering the ghost made of many animals and the soft cry before it dissipated.

"That person did such a heartless thing, and now that the formation is destroyed, he must have suffered a very serious backlash. Even if he can save his life, he will not be able to come out to do evil for a long time."

And those little lives will have a free and splendid afterlife.

Cheng Zhuo felt helpless, but he still refused to give up and continued, "Just as a friend? I'm still a little worried."

"Okay." Shen Mingze gave her a suspicious look.

Cheng Zhuo took out his mobile phone and exchanged contact information with all five of them.

She didn't know much about the internal affairs of the association, and she deliberately showed that she paid special attention to Shen Mingze in front of these people.

But it can't go too far, so as not to jump over the wall against Shen Mingze's people.

Cheng Zhuo was full of maternal love, and seeing the backs of the few people leaving, he made up his mind to find ways to help him.

Shen Mingze started to complain that the chair was uncomfortable when he got in the car, and then closed his eyes very agitatedly and went to sleep.

Although he couldn't fall asleep, he really didn't dare to "wake up", otherwise he would have to act.

Xin Ming felt that this person was really strange.

So when he fell to the ground so hard, he didn't complain, but now he cares about these small problems?

Celestial Masters Association.

There were several talismans on Qu Conglin's table. He had complicated eyes and sighed leisurely.

Did he misunderstand Shen Mingze before?

That person said that relying on feeling and comprehension are all words from the bottom of his heart?

In fact, it is not impossible to say so, after all, that person is a genius, and it is a routine operation for a genius to know the answer at a glance.

So it turned out that the question he asked before was too simple, and Shen Mingze couldn't explain it.

After all, this person may never have encountered such a problem.

Qu Conglin was a little frustrated.

He was still a little arrogant in his heart, thinking that although there was a gap between the five of them, at least the difference would not be too big.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mingze was so much better than him.

No, not more than him, but more than them.

Qu Conglin thought, compared with the other three, he shouldn't be too bad.

"Conglin, Linlin, Qu Conglin." Xin Ming's noisy voice came from afar.

Qu Conglin put away the talisman and opened the door for him: "Stop barking, stop barking, what's the matter?"

The Tianshi Association has a long history. Even though the society is changing with each passing day, many things still follow the ancient rules.

For example, the etiquette when they meet, the uniform uniform of the association, and the house where they live.

The five members of the team live in a courtyard, which is similar to a courtyard.

It is very convenient for them to find their teammates at ordinary times.

Xin Ming sneaked into his room sneakily.

"Qu Conglin, tell me, which family does Shen Mingze belong to?"

Qu Conglin looked at the other party speechlessly: "What family? His surname is Shen, of course he belongs to the Shen family."

"No, no." Xin Ming hugged the tablet, and opened an Excel spreadsheet: "Look, Shen Mingze came here five years ago, and his year, that is, the 18 years from 13 years ago to five years ago... I List all the wealthy families at home and abroad during this period."

Xin Ming talked eloquently: "Generally speaking, to be called a wealthy family, you don't just have to be rich, but I have relaxed the criteria, and I have also counted upstarts. Look at the next column..."

"Stop, stop!" Qu Conglin got a headache when he read it: "The process can be omitted, you can just tell the result."

Xin Ming said seriously: "The result is that there is no one named Shen, let alone a bankrupt named Shen."

"So? Don't you think that Shen Mingze is lying? You said he must not be a child of a rich family."

Xin Ming's expression remained unchanged: "That's right, but now I admit that I am shallow."

Qu Conglin: "..."

Xin Ming pretended not to see Qu Conglin's disgusted expression: "I went to ask Mr. Cheng, um, I'll show you our chat records. I have to say, Mr. Cheng is really a kind person. analyze."

"Do you know?" Xin Ming was full of interest, "Ask me, ask me, ask me quickly".

Qu Conglin gave him a funny look, and said kindly: "Know what?"

"The rich know the rich best!"

Xin Ming looked very excited: "I think Mr. Cheng's analysis is very reasonable. You see, we are all afraid of elders, but Shen Mingze is not. What does this mean? It means that he must have often come into contact with such people before."

The rich N-generation Xin Ming sighed melancholy: "I'm still too poor, and I couldn't figure it out before."

Qu Conglin: "..."

Qu Conglin took the phone from him, and nodded in agreement from time to time: "Mr. Cheng thinks that Shen Mingze must have a background, but you haven't found out the family behind him?"

"That's right." Xin Ming looked at him: "Lin, do you think Shen Mingze is a pseudonym?"

"But why did he use a pseudonym?"

"Because he has a very powerful enemy, he has to change his face and hide his name." Xin Ming said firmly, "It's written like this in the stories."

Qu Conglin silently turned his head and ignored him.

The chat history in his hand has turned to the end, and the last entry is a picture.

"This is……"

Qu Conglin couldn't help but exclaimed.

That is a painting.

With just a few strokes, a high mountain and a lone pine tree are drawn on the cliff.

It is clearly the cold and hard strokes of a pencil, but there are a few touches of freehand brushwork in ink painting for no reason.

He once learned a little art for drawing talismans, and he didn't know much, but human beings have a common perception of beauty.

He could clearly feel the charm of this painting.

Xin Ming leaned over and took a look: "This is Shen Mingze's painting."

Shen Mingze drew it casually when he was coaxing Cheng Song.

Qu Conglin took a deep look and returned the phone to Xin Ming.

Now he also believes that Shen Mingze is the son of a rich family.

This man is really mysterious.

When he came to the association, they didn't know anything except each other's name and age.

Now it seems that even the name and age may be fake.

They used to think that this person was vain and arrogant, and that he would boast of everything he did.

Now I find that where she is too arrogant, she is obviously too low-key.

At least he never knew before that Shen Mingze knew so many things.

Proficient in spells, proficient in talismans...

Also drew a good picture.

This is what they have discovered now, how many have not been discovered?

Xin Ming also praised: "If I have this kind of ability, I can bear him normally."

Celestial masters also depend on strength, and Shen Mingze's performance against ghosts today is far beyond what they don't know.

Genius eccentricities are acceptable.

"Thinking about it," Qu Conglin also analyzed, "Shen Mingze seems to be picky about some food and drink in life, and I don't see him complaining much about anything else."

If this person has such strength, he might secretly stay up in the middle of the night and train hard all night long.

Qu Conglin's tone was slightly apologetic: "Did we usually treat him too much?"

Could it be because of their preconceived ideas that they feel that the other party's various behaviors are hypocritical and arrogant?

Since Shen Mingze was born in an embroidered household with a lot of wealth and wealth, perhaps in his eyes it was just a normal standard of living.

After all, Cheng Zhuo also said that it is normal for people from such a family to be pampered.

The extravagance and pickiness in their eyes may be just a normal standard for this person.

"He is quite pitiful..." Qu Conglin said.

Originally dressed in brocade clothes, food and drink are all delicacies.

I don't know how many people used to worry about his living expenses up and down, but when something happened, he fell from the clouds and lost everything.

In such a situation, he only complained orally, and he couldn't be called stronger.

And they, as his friends who grew up together and lived through life and death together, not only did not understand him to comfort him, but instead embraced irony and ridicule.

Isn't it... too inappropriate?

Xin Ming heard Qu Conglin's implication, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Let's treat him better in the future."

Shen Mingze is the youngest, they should have taken care of him more.

Xin Ming said solemnly again: "The elders are so kind to Shen Mingze, he dare not reveal his enemy."

"Our Celestial Masters Association is not a rival person or force..." Qu Conglin was completely convinced by Xin Ming, and he also frowned and thought hard.

Now it is a society ruled by law, and normal and scientific laws can govern it.

Heavenly masters can manage what the law cannot control.

Even the Celestial Masters Association can't beat...

Xin Ming jokingly said, "It's impossible for Shen Mingze's enemy to be the King of Ghosts, right?"

Of course it is impossible, the ghost king has been sealed for 200 years.

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The author has something to say:

Everyone guesses that Sister Cheng is very smart, of course not, Sister Cheng is just an assist of very smart~