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Chapter 368 Dialogue
Fortunately, there are no more traitors at the level of the “Ten Boss”.

However, there are nearly twenty records on the tablet, and all of them can be considered "celebrities".

Zhang Chulan had a doubt in his heart: so many people who live a life of luxury think that being a traitor is enjoyable?
Isn't this unreasonable?
"Senior Miao Xing, I would like to ask you a question."

"Hmm?" Tang Miaoxing lowered his head and looked down at Zhang Chulan, his eyes becoming more fierce.

Zhang Chulan suddenly felt an incredible pain in his eyes, throat, heart, and even his genitals.

It seemed that in the next moment, an extremely sharp iron object would pierce through these vital points, causing instant death.

"I want to ask you, how did you determine that they are traitors?" Zhang Chulan rooted himself to the ground, trying hard to resist the urge to escape.

His voice was still steady and powerful, as if he didn't care about life and death.

"It's certified by the Tang Sect. Is this reason enough?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head, "Can the junior see actual evidence?"

"Are you suspecting that I am slandering them?" Tang Miaoxing sneered, raised his hand, and slowly reached towards Zhang Chulan's waist and abdomen.

At first glance, his hands looked no different from those of ordinary people, but upon closer inspection, one would have the illusion that Tang Miaoxing did not actually have hands.

Zhang Chulan only felt an empty cuff reaching out to him, but his intuition told him that there was an invisible hand approaching him at the cuff.

This hand will reach into his Dantian and then destroy his martial arts.

But this hand cannot be seen or touched, let alone guarded against.

This strange contrast made him feel uneasy and he almost wanted to escape from here.

Snapped!
Feng Baobao grabbed Tang Miaoxing's hand. She looked at Zhang Chulan, who was sweating profusely, and asked in confusion:

"Chu Lan, what's wrong with you? Someone wants to shake your hand, why don't you respond?"

"This is so rude."

Feng Baobao scratched her head. In order to make up for Zhang Chulan's lost respect, she held Tang Miaoxing's hands with both hands and bowed vigorously:

"I'm sorry, senior. Zhang Chulan has just joined the company and is a little dull. I'm still teaching him how to do things."

Zhang Chulan let out a long sigh and felt his legs and feet going a little weak.

He looked at Feng Baobao with gratitude, and then saw that Tang Miaoxing's expression was also very strange.

"You're so good, Feng Baobao." Tang Miaoxing smiled helplessly, then calmed down his aura.

The move he just made was indeed an attempt to bully the weak.

This is because he used the Dan Shi from the Five Elements Dan Sutra to replace the internal structure of his palm.

For those facing him, it was as if they saw a black hole covering the skin of their hands floating towards them.

The light is distorted, but the entity exists, giving people a feeling that the hand is tangible yet intangible.

Only someone with a strong and pure mind like Feng Baobao can see through the appearance of the "hand" and directly grasp the existence of the "hand". Others can only grasp the distorted illusion next to the "hand".

However, if Tang Miaoxing unleashed the Dan Shi in his "hand", even Feng Baobao would have half of his body devoured, at the cost of losing a hand.

Tang Miaoxing didn't want to do this, even if the "losses" of both sides could be recovered.

"Zhang Chulan, you are really brave." Tang Miaoxing did not force Zhang Chulan any further, "You can call your leader to confirm. You are now a mission executor, so you should have the authority to know."

Zhang Chulan didn't even have the strength to speak. He clasped his fists politely, apologized, and dragged his legs to the side.

"Hey, Fourth Brother, I want to ask you something..."

Tang Miaoxing looked at Zhang Chulan's back with satisfaction, "Feng Baobao, the protector chosen by your godfather for you is still quite impressive."

"Not bad, very good."

"Godfather?" Feng Baobao's eyes widened. If she remembered correctly, this seemed to be the will left by Zhang Chulan's grandfather.

Could it be that! !

Feng Baobao's mind was working rapidly, and various palace fighting dramas were spliced ​​and deduced in her memory -

"Is Zhang Chulan actually my long-lost son, Senior Miao Xing?"

"Senior Miao Xing?"

Tang Miaoxing turned his head away in embarrassment. This girl was good in every way except that she was a little silly.

Feng Baobao misunderstood and turned pale. "Could it be that his grandfather and I have an ambiguous relationship and he is actually my grandson?"

state!
"Ouch." Feng Baobao covered her head and looked at the somewhat angry Tang Miaoxing with tears in her eyes.

"You idiot, what kind of TV dramas do you watch every day!" Tang Miaoxing wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Hu Jiahui on the side.

"Miao Xing, forget it, forget it, she is still a child."

"I'll talk to Xu Si later and ask him to take care of your TV channel." Tang Miaoxing ignored Feng Baobao's pitiful look and continued:
"According to seniority, you are Zhang Chulan's aunt, but not his biological mother, let alone his grandmother!"

Feng Baobao seemed particularly disappointed, as if not being able to be Zhang Chulan's biological elder was a big blow to her. Tang Miaoxing was so angry that she almost hit her on the head again.

"Forget it, forget it, Miao Xing." Hu Jiahui jumped onto Feng Baobao's shoulder and waved his short hands to stop her. However, he did not expect that his soft belly would be attacked by Feng Baobao.

"Wow, so soft and warm."

"Hey! What are you touching, little girl?!" Hu Jiahui jumped up, slapped Feng Baobao on the face, and kicked her out.

He was still not satisfied and wanted to chase after him and beat him.

"Forget it, Jiahui, she's still a child." Tang Miaoxing stopped him with a smile on his face, grabbed the fat gray fox on his shoulders, and carried him away.

"According to the headmaster's comments, these two are blessed people. It is not convenient for us to interfere too much in their lives."

"Let's go, let's go, go smoke a cigarette and cool down."

……

Feng Baobao lay on the ground, suddenly feeling lost.

Before she knew she had any close relatives, the Xu family was her relatives.

At that time, she was carefree. She killed people when she had work and slept when she didn't have work. She lived a very comfortable life.

After learning that I had close relatives, my job became searching for them, and I became unhappy.

Then I met all kinds of riddlers who only told half of their sentences, which was very annoying.

After Zhang Chulan finished the call, he saw Feng Baobao looking so depressed.

Although he had not been with Feng Baobao for long, he knew her character - Feng Baobao was not the kind of person who liked to be sad about the passing of time.

"Sister Baoer, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm wondering whether I should look for my family." Feng Baobao pointed at his head and said:

"Someone seemed to be telling me that finding my family is what I should do, but I don't feel happy right now."

"After learning about my background, Xu San and Xu Si looked the same on the surface, but I knew everything was different now."

"I can no longer get the happiness that belongs to my family from them."

"Is it appropriate to find your family at the cost of losing them?"

"The voice in my head is quite annoying. Why is my life so miserable at my age when I have more money than I can afford?"

Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched, and he squinted at the rich woman on the ground, suddenly not knowing how to comfort her.

"Zhang Chulan, you also need to find out the truth about your grandfather's unexplained departure." Feng Baobao turned over, rested his head on his arm, looked at Zhang Chulan and said:

“Are you happy during this process?”

Zhang Chulan leaned back slightly and supported herself with her arms, "I'm different from you, Sister Baoer."

“The result of the truth may not make me happy, but the process of pursuing the truth makes me happy.”

"I am experiencing a world of aliens that I have never been to before, and I have seen many amazing alien arts and aliens."

"So, I'm happy."

Feng Baobao suddenly realized and lay back on her back, "Yeah, we are different."

Suddenly, she smiled again, "I am happy again now, thank you."

Why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything.
Zhang Chulan was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you suddenly happy again?"

"Hmm..." Feng Baobao tilted her head and said as a matter of course: "When I'm unhappy, I'm not happy. When I'm happy, I'm happy. I won't be unhappy."

"They can't exist at the same time, don't you know?"

"..."

Zhang Chulan was silent for a while, then smiled.

The woman Feng Baobao is different from other ordinary women.

She always kept him guessing, but many of her actions and thoughts strangely made sense.

This protector is really interesting, perhaps even more interesting than the process of finding out the truth behind grandpa's sudden departure.

"Junior Brother Chu Lan, come on board!" Tang Wenlong waved from a distance.

"Here it comes!" Zhang Chulan jumped up and brushed the dust off his butt.

Feng Baobao stood up directly without any intention of tidying up her clothes, but the grass and mud on her clothes fell off automatically.

Zhang Chulan, who was walking in front, did not see this scene.

Wang Ai, who had been holding a telescope on the boat, saw it clearly.

"Flawless and spotless, a perfect candidate for cultivation." His eyelids, which had drooped due to old age, rolled up, revealing a ferocious look like a crocodile.

"Just perfect to be my spirit body!"

(End of this chapter)