The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 28 Overbearing President (Small Theater)

After walking up for about half an hour, Ye Mo came to a pavilion. The pavilion is in the shape of a pagoda, exuding sandalwood fragrance. The ground is made of sapphire stone, with eighteen floors.

This is the mountainside of Daofeng. It is very vast. Looking down, you can see a river like a line. The scorching sun shines straight here.

It was bright, and there was a large open space in front of the inheritance tower, and many people were sitting there.

Ye Mo covered his face with familiarity, quietly ran to a senior brother, and asked.

"Brother, what are they doing?"

Senior Brother Zhang glanced at Ye Mo lightly, without any suspicion.

There are a lot of strange people in Daofeng, and some people don't like to show their faces.

He said, "This is the Inheritance Pagoda, the holy place of practice in Daofeng. It is only open for one hour every day, and there are thousands of years of Daofeng's accumulation inside."

Ye Mo's eyes are shining, it's God's help, this kind of environment is the most suitable for Goldfinger to use.

Brother Zhang kindly reminded, "No one in this world can get a chance for no reason. There must be something behind it. We are not the darlings of the times. We can only move forward slowly, and we must take every step cautiously."

"Okay, brother, I will definitely remember." Ye Mo nodded.

"You let go!"

A girl's voice came, ethereal and melodious, arguing with a rather handsome man.

Someone was tugging in the distance, Ye Mo looked over curiously with Senior Brother Zhang next to him.

The two seemed to have stepped out of a painting, with anime faces.

The well-dressed girl's eyes were full of impatience, and a man with an extraordinary temperament was pulling her hand. Seeing this, Ye Mo moved a small bench from nowhere, and sat and waited for the annual bitter drama.

He is familiar with this plot, and there are female characters at the beginning, but this place seems to be a world that shrouds the sky.
No way, this pair of flirting people is too good-looking, you can tell they are showing affection at a glance, and the passers-by on the side stopped and waited to eat melons.

Brother Zhang is cynical.

"The world is getting worse, and people's hearts are not ancient."

As he said, he did not know where to get a small bench, sat next to Ye Mo, and quietly observed.

"We have no results, please let me go." The girl's face was full of determination.

"Woman, stop making trouble." The picturesque man's voice was cold.

"Have I read this script somewhere?" Ye Mo said while kowtow, he raised his head, it seems that there will be some in the text of domineering executives, he has read a little.

Those CEOs all have 48-pack abs, face as sharp as a knife, eyes with a bit of indifference, a bit of sarcasm, and a bit of arrogance, Ye Mo is also curious about how the small eyes can contain so many emotions.

"Brother, give me some too."

Brother Zhang conveniently got some melon seeds from Ye Mo.

"Oh, I seem to remember that person, isn't he the son of Elder Li in Fuyao Holy Land?" Brother Zhang suddenly remembered something strange.

He started popular science.

"Speaking of which, this place seems to be covering the sky. Did I go to the wrong set?" Ye Mo blinked, feeling weird, who is the protagonist.

At this time, there was a strong wind in the sky, and Ye Mo was so frightened that he thought a monster was coming, and he just wanted to call out the monster.

Fortunately, I restrained it and almost entered the scene.

Someone flew down from the sky with a sword, a man who looked exactly like Young Master Li, but with a milder temperament.

"Well, is there any difference between these two people?" Ye Mo asked doubtfully.

"It seems that they are all the sons of Elder Li, and they are rumored to have reached the realm of dragon transformation." Senior Brother Zhang said quietly, knocking on the melon seeds.

"Am I reading a novel?" Ye Mo complained.

The annual misery drama that shrouds the sky.

Shoot here.

Mr. Li, who was holding Nuannuan's hand, took a meaningful look at the man who was exactly like him, bowed his head, and smiled inexplicably.

"It's interesting, my good brother, have you taken a fancy to her too?"

Seeing this, Ye Mo felt that something was missing.

"Is there any Coke? This is so exciting." Ye Mo looked around the canteen, but unfortunately, there is no supermarket here, sighed helplessly, and continued to watch the show while knocking on the sunflower seeds.

Ye Mo remembered that this is not the earth.

"Why, does my dear brother still want to lose his temper with me?" Second Young Master Li smiled warmly.

"I can't stand you anymore. I'm just a new disciple who just entered Fuyao Holy Land. I said I was careless." Tears appeared in the girl's eyes.

Unexplained distress appeared in Li Ergongzi's eyes.

Ye Mo is very familiar with this plot. After joining a big company, he accidentally poured coffee on the CEO, and then he was spotted.

Then there's women, you're playing with fire or something.
Brother Zhang fell silent suddenly, put down the melon seeds, turned his head and said.

"Junior brother, you see, I also find a place to bump into the saint girl in Tsing Yi, what will happen?"

Ye Mo's melon-eating hands trembled slightly.

"Brother can't do it."

He said sincerely that he couldn't bear the heart of a lost boy going astray. If he dared to bump into him, he would be destroyed instantly by the saint in blue.

Brother Zhang lit a cigarette, his eyes were vicissitudes.

Wait, where's the smoke?
"Then what about Holy Son Xuanming?" Senior Brother Zhang spoke again.

Hearing this, Ye Mo suddenly realized something, his eyes were full of panic.

"Brother, can your body take it?"

Brother Zhang smiled contemptuously.

"Needless to say, I've already made plans."

He threw away the cigarette butt, and walked towards the setting sun. Brother Zhang's back was majestic, and only Ye Mo understood the sadness in his heart.

Fight bayonet?

is a cruel man.

Ye Mo shook his head and continued to eat melons.

"You Miss Li family asked me to leave, I have to obey, after all, how can I be worthy of you with such a humble status." The girl smiled sadly, glanced at Mr. Li's peerless face, and paused.

"Sister? Do you want me to beat him up for you?" Daoist shouted at the girl, shaking his fan.

Maybe I can't stand it anymore.

"Help me? It's useless." The girl's face was full of sadness.

Ye Mo blinked suspiciously. In his perception, Daoxu can beat ten weak chickens like Mr. Li, so this person won't be really into the show.

There were more and more people around, and Ye Mo also felt that many people were looking at him.

It seems to be comparing with a scroll.

He broke out in a cold sweat and hurried away.

(End of this chapter)