Chapter 494: Not Taking the Blame

"Can this be called a woman?"

There was a burst of boos at the scene, and people looked at the people who discovered the situation with ridicule.

If I'm not mistaken, that person is less than 1.5 meters tall, right?!

That’s it?!

Several men can't beat a shorty?!

"Damn it! If this gets out, other people will laugh at us to death."

"Being beaten back by a bald woman, the biggest joke of the day!"

I was sleeping soundly, but was pulled out of bed and I was so angry. If it was really a difficult problem, it would be fine, but it turned out to be a fart with my pants off!

"Brother Ming, we can't keep anyone in our team. If anyone knows about this, they'll all laugh at us!"

Sensing malicious intent, several people hurriedly defended themselves, "That's not that woman at all! She's much taller! If you don't believe me, ask him!"

They pointed at the man hanging motionless in the air.

In fact, everyone had seen him a long time ago, but no one took action to save him.

"Is this brother dead or alive?"

"Is he alive? I see his eyes are still moving."

Ming Ge also looked over, his eyes fixed on his limbs. There was nothing, but he just couldn't move.

There's a ghost.

Ming Ge lowered his head and looked at the front and the ground. There were two completely different types of floor tiles. Could this represent the range of her supernatural powers?

His gaze extended far along the marble, and he was indeed a high-level psychic with very powerful strength.

Estimating the time, a shrewd look flashed in his eyes.

The moment he is caught by the other party, regardless of life or death, he has become a discarded pawn in his heart. If the discarded pawn can make a contribution in the end, he will feel very good.

Behind the dining table, a head so smooth that it reflected light was about to appear around the corner. Ming Ge watched with interest.

"Don't make noise."

Someone observed the expressions and shouted, and the noisy movement suddenly died down, and everyone stared at the restaurant.

The head continued to move forward, still at a steady pace, without even changing its frequency.

Everyone slowed their breathing.

When the head moved to the fake vegetation, the vision was blocked for a moment, but the next second, "her" person appeared in full!

"Why is it a robot?!"

"..."A group of people were dumbfounded.

Ming Ge also had a look of surprise on his face.

Could it be... the third bug?

However, the scene before him made him extremely doubt his own judgment!

The robot picked up the tongs accurately and stacked the food on the plate neatly, then took the rag and wiped the traces on the outside smoothly!

There were even some plates with insufficient food, so it went back and got another one to fill it up!

Mingge looked at the room where it got food. There were two words written on the nameplate on it - kitchen.

This, when there are too many false things, becomes true.

His tongue couldn't help but start to recite again, "Resort Hotel..."

I have no memory of it existing, and I have never heard anyone talk about it. If it were true, how could President Bin allow it to exist?

But she appeared suddenly. Could it be that... Mr. Bin invited her on purpose?

If so, how could she really dare to come?

Is it self-confidence? Or is it fearlessness?

A storm surged in Mingge's mind. He seemed to sense that an unprecedented crisis was about to hit...

He raised his head.

It was late at night, the sky was dark and terrifying, and the chill was so cold that even long clothes and long pants could not resist it.

...

Suddenly, a roar like an explosion was heard in the quiet neighborhood, approaching rapidly.

Ming Ge, who was sitting in the car, opened his eyes and saw that they were coming.

The emerald green light suddenly stopped beside his car, and then the dark window rolled down, revealing a round face with light eyebrows.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Ming? Why are you on duty today?"

He hid the calculation in his eyes and said with a simple smile: "Something went wrong, so I had to come over to keep an eye on it, but luckily it was under control in time."

The woman's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "You mean it's not finished yet? Tell me quickly."

Brother Ming opened the door and got out of the car, motioning for her to come out.

"Connie, it's far away, and it's right in front of us."

Connie muttered something under her breath, asking why he was so easy to talk to today. She came out and asked, "Where is he?"

Brother Ming put his arm around her shoulders, walked around the tall SUV, and lowered his chin forward a little.

"there."

Connie looked in the direction and was stunned. How could she not have noticed this building just now!

“When did it happen?!”

"tonight."

"Who is this person? Is this real or fake?! Have you caught him? Bring him up here so I can see him!"

Brother Ming ignored her bullet-like questions and waved to his men instead.

"Come here, all of you."

When these people came closer, the bruises on his face were obvious, and even his eyes were swollen like panda eyes.

"This..." Connie turned her head away in disgust.

Ming Ge evaded the main point and said, "This psychic is quite powerful. My subordinates reported that he might be an illusionist."

"You mean, this is all an illusion?!"

Connie swallowed and shook her head left and right. Why did she feel that it didn't look like that?

Asking is intuition, it is a woman’s sixth sense.

Brother Ming had been secretly observing her expression. After a change of thoughts, he smiled bitterly and said:

"This building is so real, I really can't tell. You know, I used to be a peasant from the countryside, broke as a shill. Even a high-end hotel like this would have me kicked out by security before I could even get close."

Everyone knows about Mingge's shameful past, and everyone also knows that Connie comes from a wealthy family, and she loves to make fun of him about this.

But today, why did Brother Ming bring it up on his own initiative? Wouldn't she be even more proud?

Just as the subordinate was thinking this, he heard Connie's undisguised laughter.

"Hehe, that's true. Back then, my daily expenses might have been equivalent to your annual food expenses. How's that saying? Oh, a person's fate really is predetermined by heaven!"

Connie smiled as she studied his face, her smile widening when she saw the look she wanted.

In an extremely happy mood, she waved her hand and said in a commanding tone: "Alright, you guys go back, leave the rest to me, I'm very familiar with this kind of place!"

Ming Ge had a worried look on his face. He looked at the people she brought and shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. This woman is a high-level psychic. She alone can beat my men like this. The people you brought—"

"What do you mean?!" Connie screamed, pointing her finger directly at his face. "You said my people are worse than yours?!"

"No, you misunderstood," Brother Ming explained calmly, "I've told you many times that the other party's abilities are powerful. I'm just worried you're no match for him. We can observe for a while. If we can't handle it, just report it directly to President Bin."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I, Connie, have never seen anyone who can defeat my two generals!"

Two not-so-strong psychics came forward behind Connie. Although they were right in front of her, it was easy for people to ignore their existence after a second.

Brother Ming knew very well that the strength of these two people was more than that.

Connie scratched her hair in annoyance and said, "Why don't you leave now?!"

The conflict between the two sides seems to be imminent.

Sensing his men's impulse, Ming Ge stretched out his hand to block them.

His face turned cold. "In that case, I won't accompany you any longer. But let me be frank. If anything goes wrong, I won't take the blame."

"No need for you! I can carry it myself!"