Chapter 163 Maybe we will have an unexpected harvest tonight

Gu Xu saw the pain in her eyes and took the initiative to explain, "I can't let this time bomb stay. If we can kill him, that would be the best; if not, in order to get the bonus, the Xiangshi Xuanmen will do everything possible to trap him here."

It was Mingzhuo who inspired him by offering a bounty to the public. Mingzhuo just wanted to force the other party to have no place to stay and come to her on his own initiative;

but he wanted to issue a Xuanmen hunting order so that the other party would never have the opportunity to trouble Mingzhuo.

He is a businessman. If spending money can buy peace of mind, he will of course choose to spend money.

He Wangyao thought for a moment and said, "Boss, you won't get this reward. We'll take a flight back to Yunwu City tomorrow."

Ming Zhuo knew that he couldn't delay the Xuanmen Academic Exchange Conference and had to go back tomorrow.

With only half an afternoon and an evening, it seemed that he really couldn't do anything.

Gu Xu had an appointment with a client to discuss business in a nearby teahouse, and seeing that the time was almost up, he went there first.

The three of them were left here to listen to the meeting to exorcise evil.

People here don't speak Mandarin, but the language of Xiang City, or English.

He Wangyao acted as a translator on the side.

Ming Zhuo sat in the last row and listened for a while, and found that these people didn't say anything constructive.

But Gu Xu's idea was right. Those people first checked the airport, ports and other places, trying to trap people in Hong Kong and catch turtles in a jar.

She felt bored after listening for a while. Just when she wanted to get up and ask everyone to leave, she suddenly heard a voice saying, "Stop!"

This sentence was not spoken in Mandarin. Ming Zhuo decided to pretend that she didn't understand and continued to move forward.

Several staff members of the organizer suddenly surrounded them and stopped them.

"Young Master Jiang asked you to stop. Don't you understand?" Someone shouted in Mandarin.

Ming Zhuo had to turn around and smiled, "Sorry I don't understand. What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuncheng walked over and looked at her with his chin raised. His eyes were arrogant, as if he was disdainful of talking to her, but said to the middle-aged man next to him.

"Go ask them what they are doing here? How did they get in?"

The middle-aged man was the one who just scolded them. He was fawning on Jiang Yuncheng and kept repeating this sentence in Mandarin.

He Wangyao was complaining madly in his heart, and he knew it! This person started to show off!

Some old people always think that they are superior because they can speak a few words of Hong Kong dialect or English, and they disdain to communicate with people who only speak Mandarin.

He Wangyao was treated like this when he was young. When they see that you don’t understand, they let the assistants or servants act as translators, and they think it is considerate and caring for you.

In fact, they are just showing off their status and think that they are noble and superior.

Ming Zhuo thought for a moment, knowing the local dialect is great, everyone can master multiple languages.

She said frankly in the local dialect of Yunwu City, "Although I have no obligation to tell you, I can tell you generously that of course I walked in."

The middle-aged man's face froze, he couldn't understand it at all.

He Wangyao reacted quickly, thinking that the boss's trick was great! Your language is very noble, is our Yunwu language lowly?

If so, let's all be polite together.

He felt like he was acting as a translator, and hurriedly imitated the middle-aged man and repeated the sentence in Mandarin.

Jiang Yuncheng: "..."

He was so angry that he gave up pretending and switched to Mandarin. "Don't play dumb. I'm asking, how did you get in? Are you trying to steal intelligence and learn from me?"

Ming Zhuo was surprised: "Don't you know how to speak Mandarin? I thought the spirit-summoning bell last night had some sequelae, making you forget how to say Mandarin." Jiang Yuncheng's

face turned green. Wasn't this a mockery of him not being able to resist even a single move of the spirit-summoning bell?

"How did you talk to the fourth young master Jiang?" The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and scolded.

Li Wenhe also stepped forward, not to be outdone: "How did you talk to my boss?"

The commotion here was a bit loud, causing the people in front to turn around and look.

"Yuncheng, what happened?" someone asked.

Jiang Yuncheng: "Nothing, a few celestial masters from the mainland also want to participate in this extermination activity."

"Is that so?" The person who asked the question switched to Mandarin and said, "Then please sit down, guests who have come from afar, I hope we can work together to arrest Shen Ruodi as soon as possible."

Ming Zhuo glanced at the person on the stage from a distance.

The other person was wearing a bright yellow robe and glasses. He was about older than Jiang Yuncheng, probably the elder in the family.

His attitude was quite humble, and he looked open and win-win, but the people below didn't think so.

This time the reward is 50 million! Only those who killed or arrested Shen Ruodi can get this money.

Everyone present here is a competitor, and this person who came in for no reason is here to steal business!

This is too much, they have come to the incense market to steal business, do they still take the incense market seriously?

However, when he saw that the three people were very young, he suddenly became disdainful.

This is not a question of taking it seriously or not, this is just ignorance!

Everyone looked at Mingzhuo with disdain, thinking that she had no ability to come and seek favor from the crowd.

Mingzhuo thought for a while, and suddenly turned around and sat down in the previous seat again.

Jiang Yuncheng was shocked: "What are you doing? Get out now!"

How dare you sit down?

Ming Zhuo: "The man above asked me to sit down. If you have a different opinion, why don't I ask him if he agrees with you to kick me out."

She did what she said and really raised her hand to stand up.

Jiang Yuncheng gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait, I will let you know who has the final say in Xiangshi!"

After that, he glared at her fiercely and walked to the front with his head held high.

The middle-aged man also followed suit and looked at Ming Zhuo with contempt: "If you offend the fourth young master Jiang, you will offend the entire Xiangshi Xuanmen. You are in trouble!"

Ming Zhuo smiled slightly: "Why is there a head lying on your back? Do you want to look in the mirror?"

The middle-aged man felt puzzled, and cursed "lunatic, idiot" in his mouth.

This is Tianshi Temple, how could a ghost dare to break in?

After a while, Jiang Yuncheng went on stage. He took the opportunity to hide outside to smoke a cigarette and go to the toilet.

At this time, the toilet was quiet and there was no one.

It has been raining for the past few days, and today is also cloudy.

He walked to the sink and lowered his head to wash his hands, and washed his face by the way.

When he raised his head, he suddenly found something wrong.

A head without the lower body was lying on his shoulder, half of the face was rotten, revealing the white bones.

The ghost was bored at first, but when it met his sight, it suddenly opened its mouth and revealed a sinister and weird smile.

"Ghost!" The middle-aged man burst into a terrifying scream.

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Ming Zhuo wanted to stay, and the other two were very surprised.

Didn't you think that he was bored and wanted to leave before?

Li Wenhe knew that Ming Zhuo would never do anything without a purpose, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something strange here?"

Ming Zhuo nodded slightly, "Maybe we will have an unexpected harvest tonight."