Chapter 128: Give me what you want.



Chen Lingfeng's fingers suddenly tightened.

"knew."

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and walked to the window.

He should be very proud of the current situation, but now he just feels irritated.

Xuanmen took the lead.

Yes, who wouldn’t want someone as outstanding as Jiang Muyao?

Chen Lingfeng took out his cell phone and flipped to the photo in the album that he had set as private.

Outside the old teaching building, Jiang Muyao had her back to the camera, and only her cold profile could be seen.

That was the photo he took secretly after he escaped death.

Chen Lingfeng stood up, grabbed his coat, and strode towards the door.

He had to go there in person and apply for the use of the highest-level resources in the bureau.

I don't ask to tie Jiang Muyao to the same boat, but at least... the relationship can't be worse than it is now.

When passing by the secretariat, the new assistant timidly asked:

"Director Chen, do you want me to prepare a car for you?"

Chen Lingfeng pressed the elevator button without looking back.

"No, I'll walk."

He needs to think carefully about how to deal with those old foxes above.

Why do you have to take out all the best things in the bureau to please a girl in her early twenties?

When Chen Lingfeng pushed open the heavy door, the conference room was already filled with smoke.

Three old men in Mao suits sat at the end of the long table.

"Xiao Chen is here, please sit down!"

Mr. Zhao raised his eyelids and said.

Chen Lingfeng didn't dare to actually sit down, but just put the file bag on the table of the three old men.

"Dear leaders, regarding Jiang Muyao..."

The war that took place ten years ago is still an unspeakable pain for the Flowering Country.

In that battle, the Supernatural Bureau suffered heavy losses, its elite forces were depleted, and its vitality was severely damaged.

However, most of the Xuanmen's combat power was preserved.

"The great war ten years ago..."

Mr. Qian, who was sitting on the right, suddenly spoke:

"We lost 77 good fighters, but Xuanmen hid their elites..."

Chen Lingfeng broke out in a cold sweat. Of course he knew about this. He was still young at that time, and his master had saved him...

The Supernatural Bureau was severely damaged, but the Xuanmen took the opportunity to grow stronger.

Since then, the situation has subtly changed.

Because of its own lack of capabilities, the Supernatural Bureau had to humbly seek support from the Xuanmen.

As time went on, Xuanmen began to look down upon the Supernatural Bureau, thinking that the Supernatural Bureau was incompetent and could only rely on Xuanmen to survive.

Although Xuanmen would help every time, he was never willing to truly teach the people in the Supernatural Bureau their skills, and would not allow their people to learn from Xuanmen.

If the situation continues like this, the Supernatural Bureau will probably gradually become a subsidiary of the Xuanmen and lose its independence.

"There are more and more supernatural incidents now, several times more than ten years ago."

Old Qian looked at the data table on the table, his gray brows furrowed deeply.

"During the last zombie incident in Xiangxi, the guy sent by the Xuanmen sect actually sold talismans at the scene and only attacked after being offered something..."

Mr. Zhu suddenly sneered:

"They hope that we can't solve it, so that they can prove that the Supernatural Bureau can't survive without Xuanmen."

Chen Lingfeng's Adam's apple rolled. He remembered Gu Shulan's aggressiveness and impatience when he asked for help last time, and even the incident of the old teaching building that prevented him from seeing Sheng Tingzhu.

Now, the appearance of Jiang Muyao is a ray of light in the darkness for the Flower-Growing Country.

It has become a variable that reverses the situation, which is undoubtedly an opportunity for the supernatural game.

As long as he can show Jiang Muyao enough and a good enough attitude, he can get close to the country.

Thinking of this, Chen Lingfeng opened the file bag and took out the investigation report on the teaching building incident.

"When she was drawing the talisman, I clearly saw the shock in Sheng Tingzhu's eyes. As far as we know, Sheng Tingzhu is extremely skilled in drawing talismans in the Xuanmen sect...

Her ability is unquestionable!"

"The intelligence department just sent word that Xuanmen has sent someone to contact her. If we hesitate any longer..."

How could it be that several leaders were confused to be able to sit in their current positions?

They have a longer-term vision than Chen Lingfeng, and no one wants to watch the supernatural bureau being controlled by the Xuanmen.

They have lost their rightful status and voice. After all, the Supernatural Bureau belongs to the state, not to anyone else...

Mr. Zhao in the middle interrupted Chen Lingfeng:

"Give me whatever you want!"

"The Warring States bronze mirror in the warehouse, and the box of cinnabar brought out from the Qin Mausoleum..."

Chen Lingfeng looked up suddenly. These two items were national-level cultural relics that could suppress S-level supernatural beings...

Mr. Qian continued:

"All of Ms. Jiang's information is encrypted and protected, so no matter what she wants to do, it will be very convenient for her."

Mr. Zhu stood up and added:

"remember!"

"Even if we three, these old guys, have to be her doorkeepers, we still have to connect this thread..."

Chen Lingfeng walked out of the meeting room and let out a breath.

He is now going to see her with something...

**

Jiang Wanrou sat in front of the dressing table, her fingers tightly gripping the chair.

The atmosphere in the room was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

"Wanrou..."

Chen Huiya pushed the door open and came in, with a smile on her face and a cup of hot milk in her hand.

"Mom heated up a cup of hot milk for you. You haven't had a good rest recently..."

Jiang Wanrou didn't answer, but just stared at Chen Huiya in the mirror, her voice cold:

"Mom, are you here to persuade me to get married?"

Chen Huiya's smile froze. She didn't know whether to add the milk or not.

She sighed and sat next to Jiang Wanrou.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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