early morning.
Inside the courtyard of the attic.
Holding her phone in one hand and a shovel in the other, Yan Jiu lied without batting an eye: "When I got there, the two of them had already been struck by lightning. What witch stone? I didn't see anything else."
At the same time.
Headquarters of a special national agency.
A hands-free phone was placed in front of Ma Weiwei.
She waited respectfully for Yan Jiu to hang up the phone.
Ma Weiwei solemnly repeated her words to the Director, her colleagues, and the uninvited guests.
Opposite the State Special Institutions Administration and others sat a man with a pointed face and monkey-like features: "You believe what she said?"
Ma Weiwei put her phone in her pocket and said honestly, "If it were Daoist Hou Ming speaking, I would of course consider it carefully, but I unconditionally believe Senior Yan's words."
Everyone: Are you playing the double standard here?
The other member of the Xuanmen sect wasn't too aggressive. He simply smiled and said, "Isn't it a bit too frivolous for Team Leader Ma to say that? After all, the Witch Stone is comparable to the Nine Great Magical Artifacts. If it were protecting us, who in our country would dare to offend it?"
Ma Weiwei choked slightly.
She knew the importance of the nine magical artifacts, and naturally she also knew that the value of the witch stone was beyond question.
In a short time.
Ma Weiwei couldn't find a way to retort.
Just as the people of Xuanmen were feeling smug.
The person who had been sitting in the seat of honor lazily raised his eyelids; he had not moved from his position the entire time.
The man had curly hair and blue eyes.
Every eyelash exudes a sense of languidness.
Their eyes were as dazzling as inorganic jade.
The brow bones and deep-set eyes on the mixed-race face have a captivating and sharp look.
His narrow eyes were slightly squinted.
But hidden in his eyes was the keen insight of an eagle.
He was wearing a crisply ironed shirt and black military trousers, with the collar buttoned up to his jawline. At first glance, you could tell he was a man with at least 60 years of priority in choosing a spouse.
Lang Zongyi said, "Mr. Chen, if you want to test the theoretical knowledge of my subordinates, please show me a special-grade Xuan Master qualification certificate that is higher than mine. Otherwise, stop being sarcastic."
He rested his left arm lightly on the armrest of the chair.
A beam of bright light shone from the window in the upper left corner, falling on his well-defined knuckles.
He was toying with a perforated wolf fang in his hand, its sharp teeth gleaming coldly.
Chen Cheng suppressed his smile.
He didn't expect the director to personally get involved.
Today's incident only involved an ordinary funeral home director, so why did Lang Zongyi get involved?
He couldn't understand it.
All he knew was that...
Don't expect to get anything good out of me today.
They can only look for opportunities on their own later.
Just then.
Liu Fei, who happened to be there to watch the drama, acted as a mediator: "I think I understand now. It's all because our team leader Ma hasn't been feeling well these past few days and his emotions have been fluctuating. Please forgive him."
Hou Ming: "..." Since you've already said that, if I say I'm angry, wouldn't I be the one bullying women?
Chen Cheng: "..." Don't tell me you don't know we're angry, it's your Director who's angry!
Liu Fei then said, "I think the two of you seem to be suffering from hemorrhoids and can't sit still. Lin Han, quickly see the guests out."
Lin Han immediately stood up.
The conference room door was opened.
This clearly shows their intention to get rid of the guest.
The Xuanmen people then turned and left.
Ma Weiwei and the others looked at Lang Zongyi, who had closed his eyes again, and tacitly refrained from disturbing him.
When the meeting room was empty, only Lang Zongyi remained.
Lang Zongyi suddenly opened his eyes.
His pupils contracted.
He is clearly suffering from severe mental anguish.
At that very moment, the decorations in the conference room were being manipulated and swayed by an invisible force.
Lang Zongyi took out a syringe from his pocket; the metal syringe contained a beautiful blue liquid.
It can suppress his beast-like physique.
To prevent his blood from going berserk.
As the blue potion slowly flowed into Lang Zongyi's body through the vein in his wrist, the ornaments around him were spared from being destroyed.
Lang Zongyi rolled up his sleeves, revealing lean yet powerful muscle lines on his arms. His entire demeanor transformed from lazy and casual to meticulous in an instant.
His eyes were dark.
The number of riots is increasing.
It seems so.
He needs to prepare early.
Lang Zongyi scrolled through his phone screen with one hand.
I found Yan Jiu's shop.
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At that time.
Yan Jiu was wearing sunglasses.
They are sunbathing in the yard.
She lost the PK.
But the horror streamer is a bit of a shock.
More and more people are paying attention to her.
This indirectly increased her popularity.
A rare weekend.
Yan Jiu gave her employees a day off.
I never intended to secretly work overtime to amaze everyone.
This day.
To her left was a plate of slightly warm stinky tofu, to her right was a series of comic books, and in her hands was the third chapter of a Mary Sue comic.
The viewers in the live stream that day had a great time, laughing and sulking along with Yan Jiu, and didn't find it boring at all.
There's a sense of peace and tranquility.
[Is this cozy little atmosphere just me on the wrong wavelength? Not sure, let me check again.]
[Master Jiu: I've made a pact with the gods, betting on the moment your heart flutters.]
[I love the silent Master Jiu!]
The streamer is great in every way, except for having a mouth.
[User "I" have sent you a marriage proposal!]
[Those in front are thinking about eating, the streamer belongs to everyone!]
Okay, that faceless beauty is mine.
[Hey buddy, how about this, I'll marry one and you marry one, fair enough? Where do we get our marriage certificates?]
Welcome to a massive daydream session.
None of the viewers in the live stream found it boring; on the contrary, they enjoyed the peaceful time.
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