Shengshibaojian

Inside the Mingyuan Taiji Hall, the Jingxin Hall.

The Jingxin Hall is decorated in an antique and classical Chinese style. There are many secrets and detailed illustrations on the walls hanging on both sides of the walls.

However, the atmosphere in the room was extremely dull at this time. Boss Mao's expression was extremely embarrassing. He stared at the translucent glass wall in front of him, and witnessed Shen Qiu breaking the so-called strongest fan of Mr. Jiang within more than an hour. Bureau.

In more than an hour, not only broke the puzzle, but also broke the records of Xia Chaoxiong and Mr. Jiang, and lost a full five hours!This is no longer a simple slap in the face, the head was slapped and rotated 360 degrees at high speed!

"Brother Xia? Is your so-called puzzle too childish? Let me ask you, does your face hurt? You have spent half your life in the grave, but the accumulated experience level is not as good as that of a fledgling Shen Qiu? Don’t call yourself a master who touches gold, I’m really ashamed for you! You should just change your name to tomb robbers!”

Xia Chaoxiong's complexion was not good. Mr. Jiang's situation was indeed the most difficult puzzle in their fight experience, but he never expected that when Shen Qiu came here, it would be settled like a game?If it wasn't for his familiarity with Shen Qiu's various situations, he would seriously suspect that this kid was in this line of work before!

"Brother Mao... this... this may be Shen Qiu's luck. Mr. Jiang has already restored Nangong Ming's tomb to a good extent, but Shen Qiu is... so lucky." It exploded, right? The odds are like fucking winning 500 million!"

There was another person sitting in the Jingxin hall, Su Qiuhan.

Su Qiuhan's face became slightly warmer, from the nervousness at the beginning, to seeing Shen Qiu break the puzzle now, the smile on the corner of his mouth was pretty and moving: "Xia Chaoxiong, don't justify here, it's obviously your disciple The art is not good, the layout ability is too poor..."

"That's right, Brother Mao. We were indeed negligent, but don't worry, Brother Mao. Didn't Mr. Jiang prepare some greeting gifts for Shen Qiu? Those gifts were given by Mr. Shen Qiu according to Shen Qiu's birthday. He made it tailor-made, and the meeting ceremony is the highlight of today, if you don't believe me, you should also believe in Mr.'s strength, right?"

Boss Mao's stiff expression didn't ease in the slightest: "Brother Xia, you'd better reverse today's situation, otherwise you will lose not only your face today, but also the face of my Mao family! Leave the words here, if you can't handle Shen Qiu today, you guys don't come to see me in the future!"

Xia Chaoxiong was stunned for a moment, then nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, brother Mao, don't worry, just sit and watch the show!"

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and the elderly butler Du Weikang walked in, whispering something in Boss Mao's ear.

"what?"

Boss Mao stood up abruptly, his facial features distorted into a ball instantly: "This little bastard went to Xuanbaozhai to make trouble? He was taught a lesson by an old scholar? He's so fucking lawless! How can I explain to you! I Didn’t it tell you to keep an eye on that little bastard? Huh?”

"I'm sorry, Boss Mao... We locked him in the room all the time, and no one thought that this kid would go to the balcony. Outside the balcony, his subordinates escorted him... I'm sorry, Boss Mao. The one who ran away caused such a big disaster!"

"Okay, stop talking!"

Boss Mao was completely furious, and his plans were stranded one after another. His face was as yellow and hard as a frozen candle. He got up and prepared to go back, and turned to Xia Chaoxiong and snorted: "Brother Xia, Shen Qiu Don't lose the chain with me anymore! I'll go back first!"

"Boss Mao, don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you! I will definitely satisfy you! Hehe!"

……

Bang!

Boss Mao usually doesn't get angry easily, but this time he kicked open the door as soon as he entered the villa, making a deafening bang.

Zheng Guangrong and Duan Mengmeng were huddled together on the sofa playing games, and the two of them got carried away with the game. When Boss Mao came back, Zheng Guangrong only slightly raised his head and cast a glance, and then his eyes were drawn back to the screen of the mobile phone: "Mid lane mid laner! Can you fight in the jungle! You dare to eat my pawn line! If you can't fight, get the hell out of here! I will never spoil you here!"

"Xiao Zheng, where did you go this morning?"

Although Boss Mao was very angry, he was still very tolerant in his treatment of Zheng Guangrong. Even though he was suppressing his anger, he still patiently slowed down his temper.

"Let's not tell you, I'm playing games! The fifth row! The promotion match is very important. I'll talk about it after I finish this game. Hey, hey! That jungler is here to catch someone! Damn it! Don't rob me your head!"

Zheng Guangrong's fingers flicked across the phone screen, not taking Boss Mao in front of him seriously at all.

But seeing Boss Mao approaching Zheng Guangrong slowly, with a sudden frown, he grabbed Zheng Guangrong's cell phone and smashed it on the floor tiles with a bang, and then smashed the cute cell phone on the ground as well. Two mobile phones exploded on the floor tiles one after another. Perhaps because Boss Mao's force was too fierce, the two mobile phones were smashed to pieces in an instant, and were broken into countless pieces in an instant.

"Hit, hit, hit! I'll let you hit! You'll smash everything! Smash, smash, smash!"

Boss Mao has never been so angry before, and even Su Qiuhan next to him was surprised. Boss Mao's temper and character have always been stable in the circle. Looking at Yanjing antique circles, no one has ever been able to make the old man so angry. Zheng Guangrong is the first in history.

Zheng Guangrong was enjoying the game, and at the key point of the five-row game, his mobile phone was suddenly smashed, and he immediately asked loudly: "Fuck! What are you doing! I am in the fifth row! The king's promotion match! I didn't follow you!" Tell me! What's the matter, I'll talk about it after I finish this game! Didn't you hear!"

"Yes!"

The internet celebrity girlfriend next to her, pouted and protested, she probably thinks that Zheng Guangrong is the owner of this villa, and Boss Mao is at most the housekeeper in charge here.

"You old bastards are too strict! When will it be your turn to take care of you old bastards! My young master has golden pupils! But once in a thousand years..."

Snapped!

Between Du Mengmeng's words, Boss Mao's hair was almost standing on end, his cheeks on both sides were puffed up, and he slapped the internet celebrity loudly: "Get out! Get out!"

Zheng Guangrong was about to protect the female Internet celebrity when he came up, but Boss Mao grabbed him by the collar and slapped Zheng Guangrong in the air with his hands.

"You hit me?:"

Zheng Guangrong covered his flushed cheeks from being slapped, pointed at Boss Mao and asked, "You said that? As long as I fight on behalf of the Mao family, you won't hit me...you hit me?"

Boss Mao was furious, and he couldn't help but slam his bow left and right, and a series of ear scrapers were thrown up, and the crisp sound echoed throughout the space of the villa.

"I can praise you, but I can also kill you! What did I tell you! I let you take it at home with peace of mind, don't go out to cause trouble! You actually go to trouble Shen Qiu? Go smash Xuan Bao Zhai’s shop! You are so brave! Do you think that Panjiayuan is your home? You can play and smash it if you want? Do you know? You exposed your strength in advance! Ahhhhhhh!”

Clap clap!Clap clap!

Boss Mao slapped his face without hesitation. Zheng Guangrong's cheeks were bulging like a big steamed bun after one operation: "What do I usually tell you? Those who do important things in Yanjing City must behave with their tails between their legs! Low-key Low-key! Low-key, understand!"

"Understood, understood, understood!"

Zheng Guangrong was terrified. Boss Mao's strikes were fierce enough. Every slap was exhausted with all his strength. A dozen slaps could almost kill him. It was at this moment that he realized his insignificance. Even though he is the rare golden pupil genius, there are still a lot of people in Yanjing City who can suppress him, such as old scholars, such as the boss Mao in front of him, these big guys can easily take it with just a flick of their fingers His little life.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong! I dare not again...I swear, I swear..."

Zheng Guangrong cried bitterly, with a lot of tears and snot: "I swear I will never run around again, and I will definitely listen to you in the future! I will definitely get the top of the national teacher list... woo woo woo... woo woo..."