The purpose of the Yaofa Organization's visit to the island country this time is, first, to find Pluto, and second, to investigate the descendants of the Demon Lord.

It is impossible to give up testing him because of too many doubts, and it is impossible to give up investigating him because the main target is Pluto. If you are optimistic at this time, you are just deceiving yourself.

The main thing is that there is no need to investigate him. As long as the Five Elements Alliance releases the atlas, everything will be over.

The leader of Taiyi Sect knows that the Demon Lord has the Taiyin origin, otherwise he would not be looking for a successor to the Demon Lord. If the leader knows this, would Lingtuo know it?

Once the identity of the Demon Lord's descendant is revealed, Taiyi Sect Master and Lingtuo will probably attack him directly, and even the Five Elements Alliance will not be able to protect him.

Zhang Yuanqing appeared calm on the surface, but his brain was actually working at high speed. He quickly thought of two options: "One, run away! Leave the brothel, go far away, and become a wandering cultivator."

"Second, use Pluto as a bargaining chip and reach a settlement with Yaofa in private. Both of these plans have serious side effects and seem unlikely..."

Zhang Yuanqing sighed silently and said, "In a few days, when the gang members leave the dungeon, I will immediately open the third dungeon. You should prepare yourself and don't follow the Qianhe Group to visit China, lest the people in the dungeon get angry and use a lie detector on you."

"No...you should go to the Mo Sect's mechanical city tomorrow and stay there for a day to avoid the limelight."

Asano Ryo thought for a few seconds, "Okay, before the punishment, I told the team leader that we would enter the gang dungeon, so this won't be out of the ordinary."

Zhang Yuanqing praised: "Liang Jiang, you did a good job. You are the backbone of the Dead Return. I will train you well."

Although his character is a bit weak, his IQ is still online and he is quite reliable.

Asano Ryo said happily: "I will not let Yuanshi-kun down."

Seeing her eyes sparkling with excitement, Zhang Yuanqing secretly thought that this girl was the same type as Xiahou Aoyao, who longed to stand under the spotlight and be seen by everyone. And Asano Ryo also longed to be entrusted with important tasks, rather than being a mascot in the Qianhe Group.

As long as you grasp what each person desires or their character flaws, you can control them well. Fu Qingyang is so good at playing with people's hearts and politics, which is partly due to his talent, but also due to his scout's insight.

"Then I'll go back first." Zhang Yuanqing threw Little Red Riding Hood to Asano Ryo and left the Yin corpse's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fujiawan Villa.

Beside the cluttered dining table, Zhang Yuanqing hung his head, his face covered with a layer of white, his eyebrows and eyes were cunning and slippery, the corners of his mouth occasionally raised, his eyes rolling around, as if he was plotting something.

A few minutes later, he received an application from Ryo Asano for Little Red Riding Hood.

The white paint on Zhang Yuanqing's face faded, and he grabbed the ghost mirror from the inventory, pressing down the price of "inconsistent personality" on the military soul mask.

Then he opened the gang warehouse, took out Little Red Riding Hood, and made sure that everything was returned intact before he put Little Red Riding Hood away with peace of mind.

"Even Bai Lian can't come up with a perfect solution to the problem. This makes things a bit difficult." Zhang Yuanqing groaned for a few seconds, then stood up and left the restaurant, heading straight for the training room.

His footsteps echoed in the brightly lit corridor, and soon he arrived outside the practice room in the annex building.

In the floor-to-ceiling window that was so transparent that it seemed non-existent, Fu Qingyang held a wooden sword in both hands, leaned forward, and chopped again and again.

There is no mystery, no special effects or visions, just the most normal straight chop, without the spirit of being close to the Tao, more like a beginner. Bing or QQ browser @

I don’t like frost-covered tree-lined paths, otherwise I’d suspect you were driving. Of course, I also like busy thoroughfares.”

Fu Qingyang ignored the bad words of his trusted subordinate, "Your expression tells me that you seem to have encountered some problems."

"The boss is so boring. He can't even pick up the gag."

Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "My business, I have a friend."

"When people have a secret that is difficult to say out loud, they usually use the excuse of 'I have a friend' to cover it up." Fu Qingyang nodded seriously, indicating that he accepted the joke.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly got stuck and he was the one who couldn't catch it.

He and Fu Qingyang are tacitly aware of my identity as the Demon Lord's heir, and I will pretend not to know if you don't tell me.

If something happens to Lai, the most I can be held responsible for is negligence. But once you reveal Lai, you force me to make a statement. As an elder of Guanfang, should I report it or cover up for him?

Really, why did the boss suddenly start to play with memes? This doesn’t fit his character. What stimulated him recently to suddenly become interested in these things?

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and said, "I have an uncle who was a lot of trouble when he was young. He had permed hair, smoked, wore bell-bottom pants and played in a band. We all called him the black sheep of the family. I just found out recently that he had an illegitimate child outside and found that the mother and child had found Songhai. It's not his fault. He likes to sing and dance online when he has nothing to do. He is not low-key at all. The illegitimate child only then knew that he lived in Songhai."

Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and looked at him deeply for a moment, "Does the illegitimate child know your uncle's address?"

"I don't know about that." Zhang Yuanqing said, "They were just looking around randomly without a clear target, but the illegitimate child had a photo of my uncle. Once he showed the photo to someone he knew, my uncle was exposed. I feel like there's no solution."

Fu Qingyang's expression suddenly became solemn, and his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

Zhang Yuanqing whispered, "Boss, do you think that if I kill the illegitimate child halfway, it will be a permanent solution?

Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said, "The illegitimate child came to your uncle. At most, your uncle will get divorced and lose his reputation. If he kills someone, it is a serious crime punishable by death. Don't use a big mistake to make up for a small one. It's unwise."

"Then what should we do?"

"Can you say hello to your uncle's friends?"

"It's a bit difficult. After all, some of his friends secretly want him to be unlucky. They are not all good friends. Boss, how about giving him some money to send away the smuggled child?"

"They are here to divide your uncle's property. Money can't get rid of people who love money. Instead, it will breed blood-sucking worms that will suck you till there is nothing left."

"It's not me, it's not me, it's my uncle."….

"This is a bit tricky. Even I can't think of a perfect solution, but there is a way to delay the war."

"Boss, please speak!" Zhang Yuanqing perked up and straightened his back.

Fu Qingyang said calmly, "Before the illegitimate child finds your...uncle, hire someone to pretend to be your uncle and cause trouble, and the firepower will naturally shift to the fake uncle. But this method is very difficult because it is too coincidental, so there must be a reasonable reason. The safety of the fake uncle is also a problem. The illegitimate child is young and strong, and he can fight if he wants to, and there are people around to help."

Zhang Yuanqing fell into deep thought.

The boss meant to let me push a descendant of the Demon Lord out? This is a good idea. If the descendant of the Demon Lord shows up, then there is still a need to investigate the descendant of the Demon Lord Yuanshi.

However, the Demon Lord's descendant showed up at this very moment, neither earlier nor later. Without a reasonable reason, it would be hard to convince Yao Fa.

He pondered in silence, a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and all kinds of thoughts surged and sank.

At this time, Fu Qingyang said: "I plan to use the villa next door as the company's headquarters, and the core components of the machine will be produced there. As for the accessories, a larger factory is needed."

"I bought a factory in the suburbs of Songhai, and ordered a large number of high-tech equipment and raw materials for mechanical weapons through my connections. It will take time to raise money for Fu Xue. I will hold a banquet and invite young people from the bridegroom's family to come and play, and raise money from them at the same time, but the time for the banquet has not been decided yet."

"I remember that Teng'er is very talented in business. She is rich. I will invite him tomorrow night." After saying that, he

He stood up with his sword in hand, "Rest time is over, let's go out."

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't think of a reasonable reason for the Demon Lord's descendant to show up, so he listened absent-mindedly. Seeing that the boss had ordered him to leave, he could only leave helplessly.

He used the Star Escape Technique to return to the villa, took a shower, lay on the bed, and continued to think.

"The people who were punished will come soon. I will probably only have one day left tomorrow."

Lying in bed, he suddenly missed Guan Ya a little.

When you are upset, it is a happy thing to have someone around to comfort and enlighten you. This is how people are. Once you have tasted the sweetness of love, you don't want to be alone.

"It's actually difficult to pretend to be the heir of the Demon Lord. Among the Demon Lord's inheritance that I have received, the charm ring, the endurance spray, and the electronic watch are not for enemies. It would be too fake to deliberately take them out in front of the enemy."

"Only the Wind Rider Gloves can be used, but Huang Taiji and a few others have seen me use them. Taking out the Wind Rider Gloves is like admitting guilt."

"The cheesy audio from Elvis' speakers is also well known to some people."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly found that it was quite difficult to prove that he was not the descendant of the Demon Lord. However, if he did not prove that he was not the descendant of the Demon Lord, he would not be able to gain the trust of Yao Fa and Guan Fang.

"Unless someone testifies to me that I am not the descendant of the Demon Lord." Zhang Yuanqing was suddenly startled, and then his expression froze on his face.

He's overreacted!

He understood the implication of Fu Qingyang's last words!

Wonderful vine!

Miao Teng'er is the key to breaking the situation. The Endurance Spray and Charm Bracelet cannot be taken out in public, but they can be taken out in front of Miao Teng'er. ….

She is the Demon Lord's lover and knows these things.

Miao Teng'er is his witness.

"Pretend to be the heir of the Demon Lord, kidnap Miao Teng'er at the banquet tomorrow night, deliberately humiliate her, show her the Endurance Spray and the Charm Ring, then claim to be the heir of the Demon Lord and take over all of the Demon Lord's inheritance."

"As we all know, a widow is also a legacy."

"After Miao Teng'er is rescued, she will prove for me that I am the descendant of the Demon Lord."

"Perfect!! Fu Qingyang you are so damn sinister, you even scheme against your best brother's cousin, I like it, hehehe"

Zhang Yuanqing sat up, took out his phone, and sent a message to Asano Ryo: "I want your team leader's phone number."

The next morning.

Fu Qingyang woke up, picked up the bedside phone, dialed the number downstairs, and ordered: "Go to the study and get my computer."

He hung up the phone and went into the bathroom to wash up.

When he finished washing up and returned to the master bedroom, there was an office phone and a cup of hot coffee on the desk by the window.

Fu Qingyang picked up the coffee in one hand and opened his notebook with the other, entered the password and opened his email.

One unread message

He clicked on the email, and the content was a short message: "The Qianhe Group will arrive in the capital at 8 o'clock tonight."

Fu Qingyang deleted the message silently, picked up the bedside phone again, and called downstairs: "The dinner will be at 8 o'clock tonight."

As night fell, a silver Gulfstream broke through the clouds with a loud rumbling sound and landed at the Beijing Intercity Airport.

As the plane was gliding, the frivolous and arrogant Qingnian said with a smile, "Demon Hunter, this time, you don't suggest that I pick a fight with Jiang Ju, do you?"

The demon hunter said in a gentle voice: "It won't interfere with our business, so please feel free to do as you like."

Another lazy young man shrugged, "What's there to fight about? Jiang Ju is the offspring of a demigod, born to be on par with top professionals. You were almost killed by him at the exchange meeting. The fire master threw away his IQ and acted without restraint."

The demon hunter shook his head. "Osmond obtained the Heart of the Ocean in the Sea God Palace last month. He is different now. The mainland's fire masters don't like to use many props in a fight. In terms of overall strength, Jiang Ju can't beat him. Osmond wants to avenge his previous shame this time."

Qing said with a frivolous and arrogant smile: "Master Executioner, please don't reveal my secrets. It's meaningless to tell them."

As he was talking, the taxiing plane slowly came to a stop.

The demon hunter leader with a beautiful beard and deep blue eyes

The three Qingnian and Qianhe group cadres walked down the gangway and, under the guidance of the airport reception staff, took a special car to leave the airport.

The traffic in the capital was congested. Three luxury business cars stopped and started, driving slowly towards the building where the Five Elements Alliance used to receive distinguished guests.

At the same time, Songhai Fujia Bay.

In Fu Qingyang's big villa, luxury cars came in and out, and the second, third, and fourth generation arrived at the dinner in formal dresses. Zhang Yuanqing, who was arranged to receive guests at the door of the villa, saw a young man in his early thirties get out of a black business car.

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Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed, opened his arms and greeted Lai, shouting, "Godfather!!"

The young masters and ladies who were walking into the villa stopped in surprise and looked back at Lai.

Adoptive father? Yuanshi Yaozun has an adoptive father? Who is he?

Huang Taiji's expression froze.

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