Super Fortune Teller

Liu Cheng heard what Madam Qianru said, and nodded immediately: "Yes, I have been getting the colorful dragon pen for a while, but I lack the pen, so it is difficult to fully use the power, please help me pay attention!"

Mrs. Qianru's face was a little weird, "Sir, do you know the origin of this thing?"

Liu Cheng was stunned. He was about to ask a question. He suddenly remembered the story told by Tang Siwen’s second grandfather. The old man said before that the colorful dragon pen seemed to be the weapon of a senior in the past. The senior fell, and the colorful dragon The pen is also divided into two.

"I know something vaguely, and I would like my wife to speak out!" Liu Cheng said.

Mrs. Qianru said: "Since you know the origin of this weapon, you should know the identity of its former owner. If the outside world, especially the enemies of the former owner, know that this pen is in your hands, I'm afraid..."

Liu Cheng looked terrified, "That senior has been dead for so long, so what else?"

Mrs. Qianru said quickly: "Sir, don’t get angry. That senior offended too many people back then. I don’t know how many people died under his weapon, and their relatives and brothers have become mysterious. Today’s leaders of various schools in the academic world, even if they won’t even sit on Mr. Yu, as long as they have this pen, Mr. Yu will probably receive the attention of many careerists!"

Liu Cheng didn't care, "It's okay. I'll take the madam's words down and ask Madam to help me pay attention to the pen!

Seeing that he didn't listen, Madam Qianru couldn't help but sighed and said, "Actually, I know where the pen is!"

Liu Cheng's eyes lit up, "Where?"

"You know that person right in Nanjing City!" said Madam Qianru.

Liu Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Nanjing City? I know? Although I came to Nanjing not long ago, I still know a lot of people!"

"It's Chen Kun!" Madam Qianru said.

Liu Cheng opened his eyes wide, it turned out to be him!

"Okay, thank you Madam for telling me!" Liu Cheng got the news he wanted, and then said goodbye to Madam Qianru. As for those gifts, he naturally accepted them directly.

Mrs. Qianru looked at Liu Cheng's back and sighed, then quickly walked back to the clean room behind.

"Miss, I have given all those things to Mr. Liu!" Madam Qianru was still respectful.

The girl in the turquoise tulle on the soft couch chuckled, then reduced her smile and asked, "Did he doubt anything?"

Madam Qianru shook her head, "No, he just doesn't understand why Jubaoge is so good to him!"

"That's good," the girl clapped her hands, her breath tightened immediately, "it's nothing, I will meet him soon, remember, all Jubao Pavilion must assist him unconditionally!"

"Follow the order of Miss!" Madam Qianru said hastily.

"Go down!"

Madam Qianru turned around and walked away quickly. When she left, her entire back was soaked.

At this time, Liu Cheng and Gao Jing drove straight to the hotel Xu Lang had booked.

It was already past seven in the evening.

After arriving at the hotel, two security guards blocked them directly.

"This place has been booked by other guests tonight, no one can easily enter!"

Liu Cheng raised his eyebrows, and Gao Jing beside him was full of indignation.

"I didn't want to come, but since I'm here, how can I leave easily!" Liu Cheng grabbed Gao Jing with one hand, and took a sudden step.

Upon seeing this, two security guards blocked the door at the same time.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the two of them were hit and flew directly. Liu Cheng seemed to be okay, and directly took Gao Jing's hand to the elevator entrance.

The two security guards were hit with horror.

Liu Cheng didn't notice, the scene just now was clearly captured by the camera at the door.

At this time, on the third floor, in Jinhong Hall, a table of people was watching the scene on the monitor.

A man in the middle asked a woman in a red tights on the table: "Miss Goddess of War, I wonder if he can see his cultivation level?"

This woman is the Bloody God of War of the Huaming Group, but the man who had been following him before has disappeared.

Several people were sitting beside them. Behind them was a row of burly men in black suits.

The female **** of war stared at the display for a while, and said: "In an instant, the aura exploded and knocked the two second-ranks into the air, and in an instant, all the auras were converged. With this hand control method alone, it is no longer weaker than any four. The realm of quality!"

A light flashed in the man's eyes: "How do you compare with the female God of War?"

The goddess of war sneered, and a middle-aged man on the table said angrily: "Xu Lang, pay attention to your attitude!"

This man is Xu Lang. He not only invited Liu Cheng over this time, but also invited the current principal of Huaming Group Nanjing Branch, the Blood God of War.

The goddess waved her hand: "Nothing, don't be angry!"

The angry middle-aged man is also a senior of Huaming Group's Nanjing branch. His name is Zhao Bing. Although he is not a metaphysicist, he is still ranked high.

The Huaming Group and the Metaphysical Society are both born in the secular and above the secular.

However, the difference is that the Metaphysical Society only recruits people from the metaphysical circle, and it is an official organization.

On the contrary, Huaming Group is a purely non-governmental organization, and there are not only metaphysical people but also elites among ordinary people.

There are two factions in the Nanjing branch alone. One is the business elite headed by Lin Yong and Zhao Bing, and the other is the metaphysical middlemen headed by the goddess of war.

These two factions are naturally fighting openly and secretly in the interior, but they are at the same gunpoint outside, which is also the purpose of Huaming Group.

No infighting!

At this moment, footsteps sounded.

Xu Lang, Zhao Bing and others looked at the door at the same time, while the goddess of war looked slightly.

Liu Cheng took Gao Jing's little hand and walked in slowly. The two were still talking and laughing, as if treating this place as an ordinary restaurant.

Seeing him like this, Xu Lang and Zhao Bing couldn't help putting a trace of unswerving color on their faces.

"Oh, how about so many people?" Liu Cheng couldn't help being surprised when he saw so many people on the table.

Although Gao Jing didn't know these people, the tremor in her heart was still uncontrollable. Fortunately, the man next to her had been holding her hand tightly.

At this time, Xu Lang took the lead to stand up and stretch out his hand, "Hello, I am Xu Lang, I am also from Linjiang!"

Liu Cheng walked over, but didn't shake hands with him, just nodded, "Linjiang people? Are you Xu Lang from Linjiang Xu's family?"

"Haha," Xu Lang retracted his hand in embarrassment, and smiled: "The Xu family no longer exists. I am now Xu Lang of Nanjing Wenyuan Media!"

Liu Cheng heard what was meant by the words, and then smiled without speaking.

At this time, Zhao Bing patted the table, "Young man, come to the host's banquet and don't shake hands with the host, isn't it a bit rude!"

Liu Cheng just stared at the Bloody God of War, "Hey, no one of you talks, isn't you here to eat today? Let's eat together!"

After finishing speaking, he took Gao Jing to sit down, picked up the chopsticks and ate, and said, "Hey, I haven’t eaten at Jubao Pavilion for a day. I really starved to death. !"

The **** of war secretly smiled, Xu Lang smiled, Zhao Bing patted the table angrily, stood up and said angrily: "Boy, you are too much!"

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