Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 48
"So the Taoist priest has decided to cooperate with me?"

Quan Heng raised his hand to pour tea, pushed the celadon cup in front of Song Jingyun, and said with a smile, "I thought it would take a while, but I didn't expect it to be only half an hour."

Song Jingyun took the teacup: "Because I am happy to do things." What's more, the patriarch even spoke.

"I just didn't expect an old fox like you to send me the address directly." Song Jingyun looked at the elegant layout of the entire room, looking restrained and simple, but the double-sided embroidered screen, the four treasures of the study, and the ink painting and mountain carving are all master craftsmanship , priceless treasures.

Song Jingyun sighed inwardly, and paused when he glanced at the wheelchair, "Your leg...?"

"It's useless," Quan Heng smiled, "It's useless."

"……Feel sorry."

Quan Heng just shook his head, "What's the relationship with the Taoist priest?"

"Oh, yes, I'll give you this celestial master talisman." Song Jingyun took out the talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Quan Heng, "My ancestor drew a talisman that can be enshrined by a decent god to drive away evil spirits."

"Okay," Quan Heng accepted with a smile, "Thank the Heavenly Master for me."

"fine."

"By the way," Song Jingyun thought for a while, "Before you said you were going to play in S18, but the competition has to be based on the organization of 'full season' as the basic unit. This is because the approval qualification cannot be saved. 3~6 starters are needed. Do you have any ideas about playing solo, melee, and defending the level?"

"In a sense, I have no shortage of people," Quan Heng considered. "Now all I need is an empty shell of a club, just like buying a dilapidated listed company."

Quan Heng flicked the Buddhist beads and raised his eyes, "But I have done a lot of blood exchanges, so this is not a big problem."

What exchange?what shell?Where is the empty shell? !
Song Jingyun was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong: "What? What did you just say??"

Quan Heng didn't intend to elaborate.

"Don't worry, Daoist." Quan Heng put his elbows on both sides of the wheelchair and smiled, "You don't have to worry about these things, I'll take care of them."

Song Jingyun frowned, with a bad feeling: "You don't mean to bet..."

"Oh, by the way," Quan Heng asked again, "Master Daoist, you know Qi Siming..."

"Boss!! Boss!! Good news!!!"

Excited teenagers' voices suddenly sounded outside the door, coming from downstairs, and the sound of rushing upstairs gradually approached.

At this point, you skipped class again?
Quan Heng paused for a moment, then helplessly supported his forehead: "Senior, why don't you hide for a while."

"Ah?" Song Jingyun froze, frowning, "I'm nothing..."

"I gave him a newly developed soul miniature pistol a few days ago," Quan Heng raised his eyebrows, "The child is very vigilant, you don't want any accidents, do you?"

"It's just a pistol, what's there... a pistol?!" Song Jingyun exploded when he realized it.

"What are you doing? A normal person would give this to a child!!"

"You have to give something your child likes." Quan Heng took it for granted, "I advise you to flash."

"All right, all right," Song Jingyun said in a hurry, "I'm leaving now, next time you write a copy and just tell me!"

"Okay." Quan Heng nodded, looking very cute.

"No, there's deceit!" Song Jingyun suddenly became suspicious, "Quanhu, are you trying to scare me?"

"How come?" Quan Heng blinked and waved to him, "See you next time."

Song Jingyun understood, and pouted her angrily: "Is it necessary, I can't hurt even if I meet—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the person in front of him had disappeared.

Quan Heng slowly restrained his smile, rolled his eyes over the Buddha beads, and the burning sunset kissed her side face like a jade carving, but there was an indescribable indifference.

"Boss," the door knocked, Sang Ting poked his head out and pretended to ask in a low voice, "Can I come in?"

Quan Heng didn't look back, his voice was very calm: "Have you become more polite?"

"Hey," Sang Ting scratched his head and laughed, and looked around after entering the door, "I heard other people's voices in your room just now, I thought the boss was busy."

He sat on the other side of the tea table and reached out to touch the teacup: "Wen, someone has been here, I heard it right."

Quan Heng rested his elbows on the side of the chair, propped his head on his right hand and fell asleep, and heard that he just gave a soft "hmm" sound, showing laziness:

"a friend."

"Friend?" Sang Ting rolled his eyes, "An Lan was preparing dinner downstairs, she didn't say who was here, why did her friend disappear so quickly?"

Quan Heng opened his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile: "Xiaoting, I'm not interested in the relationship between men and women, so you don't have to guess about it."

Sang Ting was not embarrassed to be caught, and laughed: "Okay. What about that friend of the boss?"

"Let's go, I haven't decided whether or not to let you know each other." Quan Heng paused, "Xiaoting, do you still remember what I said when I asked you to go to school?"

"I remember, I remember everything the boss said." Sang Ting nodded, then tilted his head in doubt, "What's the matter, boss?"

"How does it feel to be in school compared to the outside world?"

"Hmm..." Sang Ting thought, "Although there are intrigues and class divisions, it is simpler than the outside world. Or it is a little more stupid. There are not many people with personal thoughts. They like to follow the crowd. Most of what they think is written in the face."

Quan Heng was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Xiaoting, don't say this in front of your classmates."

Being able to attract hatred at such a young age is really too close to black ink.

"Oh." Sang Ting nodded obediently.

Anyway, it is impossible for me to say so much to those who have good grades and are above the top.

"Then you don't like school?"

Children's minds are always pure and sensitive, Quan Heng didn't want to think about it, it's better to ask directly.

"Boss, are you finally going to drop me out of school?!" Sang Ting's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, so I don't have to skip classes, and I don't have to go to class!"

Quan Heng: "..."

I shouldn't have asked.

"You don't go to school, how about taking over Lanzhuang's business?" Quan Heng pressed his eyebrows.

"No, I'm not only bad at mathematics, physics and chemistry, but I don't have much perspective on the big picture."

Sang Ting lay on the table listlessly, very self-aware, and lightly poked the cup:
"I just want to stay by the boss's side. I can be a thug. I'm almost not by your side when you're in danger. You almost..."

"Sang Ting," Quan Heng interrupted softly, "I raised you so big, not for you to block bullets for me."

Sang Ting lowered his head: "Yes..."

"We'll talk about this later." Quan Heng held the prayer beads in his hand, and ended the topic, "Is there any good news you want to tell me just now, so happy?"

In fact, I can guess that it is nothing more than the matter of those Gu worms and Quan Lin, but she doesn't mind pretending not to know if the child wants to be coaxed.

"It's interesting to talk about it!"

Sang Ting's emotions faded quickly, and the cloudy and sunny in an instant, said happily: "Didn't Quan Lin fall down the stairs and hit his head because he didn't have eyes? It was only bleeding from the fall but he didn't die, but I didn't expect it these days The situation is getting worse and worse, and they are all transferred from the general ward to the ICU!"

"I don't know where the brain is when I fell down," Sang Ting gloated, "I heard that the organs are a little exhausted, and they look more than ten years old."

senescence……

"The fall was really hard." Quan Heng smiled calmly, "Jiang He told you this news so quickly?"

"Hey, I'm thinking about the gossip. I'm sure I'll come back sooner than they tell you after skipping class." Sang Ting shyly scratched his hair, "Oh, yes, there's one more thing."

"how?"

"It's the old man of the Quan family. Didn't Quan Lin use some Gu worms for him?" Sang Ting frowned, "Jiang He checked him this afternoon and found that his vital signs have improved!"

The ageless Gu did indeed work.

She absorbs nutrients from her offspring to support herself, and fortunately she is not the biological child of the Quan family, thus avoiding this disaster.

"Besides these, have you checked out the batch of Gu that Quan Lin got from Lao Tuo's family?"

"There are 21 boxes and 201 Gu worms in total. One voodoo worm is the one for old man Quan. The other 20 boxes of Gu worms that Quan Lin wants to put in gifts for the directors and executives of the Quan Group have already been sent out. Halfway."

Sang Ting naturally got the news, it didn't make sense to wait for the boss's order to collect it later.

"The youngest son of the old Tuo family that Ah Cheng and the others robbed directly, he detained according to your instructions, and these Gu insect information were also pried out from his mouth."

"It's not prying." Sang Ting snorted, disdainfully, "I cried in fright before even being stabbed with a knife, a spoiled loser. If you throw him into a concentration camp, I'm afraid he won't survive for half a minute."

Quan Heng gave a faint "um", closed her eyes, and slowly moved the shiny Buddhist beads in her hand, making her fingertips cleaner, and the breath around her made people feel at ease.

Even if she doesn't believe in Buddhism, she always has an indescribable Buddhist aura.

Sang Tingbaba looked at her and said to himself that my sister is much more valuable than jade and gold. If we grow up together, I will definitely not let that bastard Quan Lin bully my sister. I have to blow him up!

"Have you got the list of executives?" Quan Heng asked.

"I got it." Sang Ting recovered and nodded quickly, "The encrypted email has been sent to your mailbox, Boss."

"Mmm." Quan Heng twisted the beads, his white clothes were embroidered with silver patterns, his tone was gentle, "I want the other half, you go in person."

This means to completely wipe out the traces.

Sang Ting's eyes changed, and he bent his lips: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)