I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 249: Mr. Luo, why are you kneeling down? ?

"You are talking nonsense!!"

Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peiran said in unison.

But as soon as the words fell, the two people subconsciously looked at each other, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in their eyes when they met each other.

Zhang Jun didn't talk nonsense to them, and directly sent the black material information and the woman's information to everyone present.

I have to say that it is really convenient for the company to investigate any information.

Not only did the woman's background identity information be retrieved.

They also recorded all the woman's actions in the same standard format as police inquiry files.

When everyone saw the surveillance footage of the woman and Zhang Peiran walking into the hotel intimately, and the photos of them kissing casually in the elevator.

The second aunt exploded first.

With eyes as red as a rabbit, he stared at Zhang Peiran and stood up, then rushed forward and scratched his second uncle's face.

"You are a person who has been stabbed a thousand times. You usually blame me for not understanding the style. It turns out it's because you have such a vixen beside you!"

Zhang Peiran closed his eyes with a guilty conscience, but Zhang Zhen had already collapsed on the ground.

There are more photos of Zhang Zhen and women together, including one where Zhang Zhen was caught with a ticket for not wearing a seat belt while driving. In the photo, you can clearly see Zhang Zhen putting his hand on the chest of the woman on the passenger side.

Now everyone looked at Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peiran with strange expressions on their faces.

"Hey, you father and son are having fun, but there is one more thing. This woman is collecting information about our group without telling you. In addition, there is an extra fund of 300 million in her account. I found the fund. The source is another company, what is it called...oh, Xinfeng Cathay Group."

Hearing this, the expressions of the third uncle and others who were still watching the excitement suddenly became shocked.

Xinfeng Cathay Group is their mortal enemy.

This is obviously a rhythm to bribe that woman and prepare to cause trouble.

If Mr. Zhang knew about this, the second son would just wait to get out of the house and go to the branch to retire.

"Nonsense! It's all nonsense. Boss and eldest brother, don't believe what this kid says."

The second uncle looked at the third uncle. He could recognize other things, but not this one. It involved family interests. If this incident happened, he would not be able to return to the head office.

The third child seemed to realize this, and immediately frowned and looked at Zhang Jun: "Xiaojun, I haven't seen you for a few days. You are so good at it that even my second uncle dares to arrange it."

Zhang Jun glanced at him: "Arrangement?"

As he spoke, he clicked on his third uncle Zhang Haoran's information page and scanned it. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw it.

"Uncle San's experience was also very exciting."

"what do you want to say!"

"You took fifteen days off last month. It must have been uncomfortable to squat in there!"

"you!!"

Zhang Haoran's expression changed drastically.

Everyone's mobile phones vibrated a few times, and they saw the photos taken when Zhang Haoran was arrested.

Bare buttocks, flanked by two naked women on one side and one on the right.

Good guys, one of the women weighs at least two hundred pounds, and the other is still pregnant.

This taste simply refreshed everyone's outlook.

Now the third aunt seemed to have been drained of all her strength and fell to the ground.

The third uncle's two sons and daughter immediately hurriedly supported their mother while looking at their father with disbelief.

However, Zhang Haoran was only panicked for a short time, and immediately calmed down: "Humph, today's AI synthesis technology is really getting more and more advanced. If these two women weren't so ugly, I almost would have believed it."

Zhang Haoran said, holding his chin with both hands: "Xiaojun, I'm not telling you, even if you want to frame me, you shouldn't use such a thing, not to mention whether I have such a strong taste, in my capacity, what do you think Can I take a job?"

There is some truth in what Zhang Haoran said.

With Zhang Haoran's personal connections, officials in this city must give him some face.

Not to mention anything else, the GDP that the Zhang family brings to the city every year is enough to make this matter a big deal and a trivial matter.

So they believed that there was more than one woman around Zhang Haoran, but they also didn't believe that he would go to a place like this and play with such heavy taste.

Not to mention that he could be arrested and jailed.

"I didn't believe it at first, but this time I raided H, he was seconded from another place, and the superiors were all watching. No official had enough money to intervene in this matter. I could only help him suppress the news, but it's time to leave. No single formality should be omitted.”

Zhang Jun flipped through his phone with his fingers, and soon an administrative detention notice with a red seal appeared in front of everyone.

There is also the autograph of my third uncle on it.

At this time, the third uncle Zhang Haoran's face turned red and he simply lowered his head and stopped talking.

I'm afraid that Zhang Jun will make some revelations again, and then I won't be able to raise my head at home.

"Hey!"

Seeing that his third uncle Zhang Haoran stopped talking, Zhang Jun sat down casually and looked around at everyone's contemptuous eyes, as if waiting for the next guy to show up.

At this time, everyone else's eyes changed when they looked at Zhang Jun, including Zhang Jun's parents.

It is not difficult to dig out the black material, after all, flies will not bite seamless eggs.

It is possible to dig to such a detailed level that even internal police information can be retrieved, and this is still without using its own resources.

How did he do that?
Look at him sitting there. Although his expression is casual, his speech and behavior are no longer as frivolous as before. He sits without saying a word and has already overwhelmed everyone present with his momentum alone.

This can't help but raise a question in everyone's mind.

He! Is he really Zhang Jun?

The person in front of them felt so strange to them.

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, a heavy coughing sound came from behind everyone. When everyone heard the sound, they stood up from their chairs almost instinctively.

Only Zhang Jun did not get up, sitting on a chair with his back to the late Mr. Zhang behind him.

Mr. Zhang is leaning on a cane and is already an old man, but he still looks energetic, even more energetic than those young people.

There are a few black hairs mixed in the snow-white hair.

His eyes have long eyebrows, and his snow-white beard has reached his chest.

Mr. Zhang glanced at Zhang Jun, casually walked to him and sat down: "Xiao Jun, grandpa is here."

Mother Zhang, who had always maintained a tough attitude, softened her attitude when she really saw Mr. Zhang.

As the head of the family, this old man's ruthlessness has long been engraved in the hearts of his daughters-in-law.

Zhang Jun nodded, stood up from the chair, and slightly arched his hands towards Mr. Zhang in a serious manner: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but your body and bones are still so strong. I think you are getting stronger and stronger, with purple energy coming from the east, and good luck. If you look at it, you will live longer than Nanshan."

Zhang Jun said auspicious words, but everyone looked at him and his face was not auspicious at all.

Mr. Zhang half-squinted his eyes and raised his eyelids to glance at Zhang Jun.

"I heard that you are going to become a monk?"

"That's right, otherwise it wouldn't be good if I always trouble you at home."

Zhang Jun sat back on the chair with a smile, his eyes met Mr. Zhang's gaze without any hesitation.

Mr. Zhang frowned. After living for such a long time, he didn't understand anything. Zhang Jun was clearly trying to break up with him.

However, after years of fighting in battlefields and shopping malls, why would Mr. Zhang care about such a trick? He asked with a smile, "I heard that your master is a Taoist priest who came from nowhere, and he wants you to fund the construction of a Taoist temple for him?"

"Yes, this master said that my horoscope is too tough and I can conquer the sky and the earth and my relatives. If I want to keep my family safe, I must practice Taoism with him."

Zhang Jun said with a smile, and then said to Mr. Zhang in front of everyone: "Old man, I have sacrificed my own happiness for our family. Do you think..."

Zhang Jun symbolically rubbed his fingers towards Mr. Zhang.

And this sentence is said with great justice, but it is more like an old man in its connotation.

For a moment, the second uncle and the third uncle at the table subconsciously looked at their eldest brother.

The corner of Zhang Jun's father's mouth twitched a few times, and he carefully looked at his father and then at his wife.

Seeing his wife's stern face, Zhang Jun's words obviously aroused bad memories from the past.

Now he didn't dare to interrupt rashly, and acted like the third and second child.

But in his heart, he was secretly surprised at his son's change.

He was too familiar with the old man's routine. He would first make the family quarrel, and then finally appear on stage to make the final decision.

But now, from the moment he entered the door, Zhang Jun took action to expose the dirty information about the second and third children, instantly calming everyone.

Even when facing the old man, he always firmly grasped the initiative.

The verbal and written attack he originally expected was now too much for everyone to dare to speak.

The script is completely different from what the old man thought.

Is this really his son?
However, the old man is a battle-hardened old fox after all. He was not angry when he heard this, but said disapprovingly: "There are too many liars now. If you want to become a monk, I will give you a good way out."

"Master Luo, please come." The old man said to the accompanying secretary.

"Okay." The secretary nodded, turned around and walked out.

"Master Luo?"

Zhang Jun seemed to have expected something when he heard what Mr. Zhang said, but he didn't point it out. He sat quietly and waited to see what other tricks the old man could come up with.

"Xiaojun, it's okay to become a monk, but you can't be too casual. I happen to have an old friend who is the Taoist priest of the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Temple. He is quite senior in the world. Why don't you let the master help you first to see if you have that kind of fate?" "Oh, grandpa, if you are interested, let's take a look. I'm quite curious too."

Zhang Jun picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea with a smile.

After a while, a figure wearing a monk's robe walked into the main hall under the guidance of the secretary.

Mr. Zhang stood up and came forward to introduce him enthusiastically to everyone.

Zhang Jun squinted his eyes and looked at the Taoist.

A slightly old Taoist robe, but very clean, with white hair hanging down from the temples, a goatee, a Taoist crown, and a whisk in his hand.

At first glance, this looks a bit like the Shaolin sweeping monk or Wudang Zhang Sanfeng in the TV series.

"This is Taoist Master Luo, the head of Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Temple, and an old friend of our Zhang family. Elders, please come and see me quickly."

The old man deliberately led the Taoist to Zhang Jun, as if to suppress Zhang Jun's momentum.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun stood up and saluted the Taoist: "I've met fellow Taoist."

At this time, the old Taoist was stunned. He looked at Zhang Jun carefully and sneered: "I'm afraid I'm wrong, little brother. We can't call each other Taoist friends. Let alone you are not a Taoist priest. Even if you are, you are a poor Taoist." But if you can’t call me a Taoist friend, even if your master comes, you still have to call Pindao my uncle.”

"Oh!"

Zhang Jun pretended to be shocked, and then said in surprise: "My master also wants to call you Grandmaster Uncle, are you sure?"

"Hmph, my poor Taoist master inherited the orthodox teachings of Qingcheng. Zhiruo is a Taoist in the world, and there are really few people who are higher than me."

Luo Daoren raised his head and said with full confidence.

This is not only to shock Zhang Jun, but also to show his strength in front of the descendants of the Zhang family.

After all, Taoist temple funds have become increasingly stretched over the years.

"That's it, it's just...I'm afraid..."

Zhang Jun looked very embarrassed.

"What are you afraid of?" Seeing this, Taoist Luo asked with a smile.

"This……"

"Xiaojun, say whatever you want, don't be so secretive."

Seeing that Zhang Jun's momentum was suppressed, the smile on Mr. Zhang's face grew stronger.

I just waited for Taoist Master Huiluo to show his magical power, completely subdue this kid, and take him to Qingcheng Mountain.

When the time comes, we can take care of the boss and his family, and things will fall into place.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Jun suddenly changed his voice at this time, raised his eyelids, and looked directly at Taoist Luo with lightning eyes: "I'm afraid that you can't bear it and your life will be shortened."

The faces of all the people were stiff, and Luo Laodao was even more frightened for no reason.

When he looked at Zhang Jun again, he felt that the young man in front of him was filled with evil energy, which was frightening.

"How dare you! You bastard, how dare you talk such nonsense."

Mr. Zhang heard this and scolded him sternly.

"Old man, I'm not talking nonsense. I'm really afraid that the Taoist priest won't be able to bear it."

Zhang Jun's face looked innocent, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Humph, I'm curious. How can I not bear it? Today you just have to explain it clearly. If you don't understand... I won't make things difficult for you. I'll call your master. I'll definitely cure you. He was kicked out of Taoism for the crime of lax teaching."

Luo Daoren's face was gloomy, and he took this opportunity to attack.

"Oh, that's it..."

Zhang Jun's face changed slightly, and he looked at a loss, but in his heart he almost laughed out loud.

"I...should I call my master and ask?"

"Don't bother me. Where is your master? I'll ask him to come. I also want to see what kind of master taught my grandson to be so virtuous."

Mr. Zhang asked with a dark face.

"This...isn't good, my master has a bad temper..."

Zhang Jun's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, looking like he lacked confidence.

Mother Zhang wanted to say something when she saw this, but when she looked up and saw Zhang Jun winking at her, she calmly endured it.

"Let your master come over. After all, he is a senior of the Taoist sect. It is appropriate for him to meet and salute the senior when he comes."

The old man looked at Zhang Jun with a smile. He was holding on to the master. Are you afraid that the apprentice will run away?
"All right!"

Zhang Jun grimaced and gave the address of the Old City Hotel.

Tongqing Hotel!
Luo Laodao couldn't help but sneered when he heard the address.

"Hey, why is Taoist Master laughing?"

"Haha, nothing else. This Tongqing Hotel is an old hotel where people from all walks of life gather. In the past, people relied on horses to travel, so they were mostly located in the horse market. Therefore, those of the lower classes and Yemaoshan prefer to live there."

The three words Yemaoshan were bitten hard in Luo Daoren's mouth.

The corner of Zhang Jun's mouth twitched a few times. He knew the meaning of the three words "Yemaoshan".

When his master scolded Xue Laizi, he teased him for being a wild man.

This is the same as being a bastard without parents.

But I dare to say that my master is Ye Maoshan, haha, Zhang Jun is looking forward to the next performance of Taoist Luo.

Everyone was sitting in the lobby, drinking tea and chatting with each other. Most of them were complimenting Taoist Luo, which greatly satisfied Taoist Luo's vanity.

Someone quietly looked at Zhang Jun, and seeing his silent appearance, they couldn't help but secretly chuckle, waiting for something good to happen later.

About half an hour later, the sound of brakes came from outside.

For a moment, everyone raised their necks and looked out, but no one was ready to go out to greet him.

Zhang Jun stood up and walked out.

Then Zhang's mother stood up immediately. Seeing that her husband was unmoved, she glared at him. In desperation, Zhang's father could only stand up with a wry smile, but still looked at his father from time to time.

"Go ahead, you can't say our family doesn't have some etiquette."

Mr. Zhang waved his hand, indicating that his son could go out to greet her. Only then did Zhang's father follow his wife out as if relieved of his burden.

As for Mr. Zhang and Taoist Luo, they had no intention of standing up.

Outside the gate, Zhang Jun's family of three greeted them. Seeing that Master Miaozhen Taoist Master had stepped out of the car, Zhang Jun and Zhang's mother hurriedly walked down the steps.

"Master."

Zhang Jun stepped forward to help him in person, with a respectful attitude and a well-behaved look, which made Father Zhang who was following behind feel extremely uncomfortable.

It would be great if my son was like this on weekdays.

But then I thought about it, if he could change his son so much, even if the Taoist priest was really a so-called Ye Maoshan, he could be considered an expert.

When he thought of this, Zhang's father also put away his airs and followed his wife to greet her.

"Master Miaozhen, I'm sorry to bother you so late."

Mother Zhang said with a ashamed look on her face.

Taoist Miaozhen waved his hand and said with a smile: "It is said that Taoist priests carry lanterns to find their disciples. As a master, it would be rude of me to take so long to visit."

After saying that, his voice changed.

He looked at the door in front of him with a smile: "Besides, there are people who rely on their old age to bully my apprentice. If I, the master, don't show up to support my apprentice and say a few words of justice, it will really make people laugh."

Zhang Jun squinted his eyes and grinned when he heard this. He had just sent the story to his master.

Judging from the coldness flashing in the master's eyes, it was obvious that he was really angry.

Father Zhang's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the Taoist priest in front of him was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Tonight, Taoist priest Luo might have kicked the iron plate.

"Master, please come inside!"

Zhang Jun walked to the door and raised his voice: "Headmaster of Lingbao Sect, Master Miaozhen has arrived!"

In the hall, Taoist Master Luo was holding his airs, as if he was waiting to see Ye Maoshan's legs tremble with fear after hearing his name.

Thinking of Mr. Zhang's promise that Qingcheng Mountain could be repaired again in the next ten years after today, Taoist Luo couldn't help but smile.

"Daozhang Luo, if the other party is really from the Taoist sect, please don't hurt your harmony."

Mr. Zhang picked up the tea cup and said.

"Mr. Zhang, don't you trust me? How can I leave you with trouble after our many years of friendship? If this person is obedient, that's all. If he is disobedient, I will..."

"Headmaster of Lingbao Sect, Miao Zhen has arrived!!"

Everyone was startled and looked sideways. Mr. Zhang frowned, wondering why Zhang Jun was so high-profile.

But when he turned around, he saw Luo Daoren's eyes were straightened, and his whole person seemed to be frozen.

Mr. Zhang was about to ask Taoist Luo if he recognized him.

With a "pop" sound, everyone was startled.

Mr. Zhang was even more shocked and said: "Daozhang Luo, you...why did you kneel down?"

　I can resume my second update tomorrow. After running for a day and more than 2 steps, I really can’t hold on any longer. Slowly, slowly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)