Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

"Who are you?" The silly roe deer of the law enforcement team turned his head and looked at the people.

He was a middle-aged man about 40 years old. Although he was dressed in casual clothes, his manner was unmatched.

"Who am I? Of course I'm the one to catch you. How can there be such a scum like you in the Jiangcheng team?"

When someone said this, the expression of the law enforcement team was obviously sluggish.

At this time, the person who stood at the end of the Fenghua Group was quietly retreating.

Zhou Yi saw it, but did not stop it.

A moment later, the law enforcement team seemed to react, reaching for the middle-aged man's neck, and swearing: "where's the road block dog, dare to block the good things of grandfather!"

But before he caught someone, his hand was caught.

"You look after it. This is my certificate!" The middle-aged man snapped his work permit out.

At the sight of the sign on it, the law enforcement team's people were completely dumbfounded.

"You, you, how did you come?" The silly roe deer of the law enforcement team laughed two times and opened his mouth.

"Take it away!" As soon as the middle-aged man waved his hand, a few people who followed him came forward with a click, and handcuffed several silly roe deer of the law enforcement team.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. I'm really sorry!" The middle-aged man nodded to Zhou Yi apologetically.

Zhou Yi said nothing but looked back and opened the door of the villa.

The middle-aged man waved to his men and they left with the men from the law enforcement team.

Zhou Yi takes the middle-aged man to the hall and sees the man who is in a coma.

Did not expect that the middle-aged man in the moment to see each other, but bite teeth low drink: "it is him

"Do you know him?" Zhou Yi said in surprise.

"I know him in ashes!" The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes and opened them again after a long time. He said, "this guy is a foreign power monk. He has a strong ability to control dreams. Several highly skilled monks in our country have written his way!"

Said, the middle-aged man's eyes are suddenly red.

Zhou Yi said nothing, reaching out and patting each other on the shoulder.

Although this action is a bit impolite, such as the action between superiors and peers, Zhou Yi thinks that he is more than 100 years old in front of them and can be regarded as half an elder.

"What are you going to do with him?" After a long time, the middle-aged man picked up his mood and pointed to the sofa.

Zhou Yi shook his head and then said, "can you not take him away? I'd like to study his special functions. Although those foreign powers have a common cultivation, their innovative ability is not weak. If we can learn from them, I believe it will be a good opportunity for us! "

After pondering for a long time, the middle-aged man said: "well, this matter and this person are entirely left to you to deal with, but you must remember that as far as possible, do not rise to the contradiction between the two countries. In addition, any contradiction will be settled by us for you!"

"That's really what you want!" Zhou Yi quickly gave a salute to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smile, did not say anything, and then politely left, because those outside are still waiting for him to go back together.

"What? Laughing so happily? " When Mo Qingcheng comes down from upstairs, he can see Zhou Yi sitting there giggling.

Zhou Yi did not say anything, but pointed to the position beside him.

"Gone?" Mo Qingcheng takes a look at the door, then looks at another unconscious guy on the sofa, and then sits beside Zhou Yi with a puzzled face.

"Well, I'm going to study this guy from today, and see how he can dream. Can we practice it?" Zhou Yi gently imprinted a kiss on the bright and clean forehead of Mo Qingcheng.

...

in a luxury office on the other side of the ocean, a tall man is sitting behind his desk with a gloomy face.

Silent, like a few people standing in the middle of the body.

The beads of sweat, big as beans, fell to the ground and broke into countless petals in an instant.

"Is that all you do? Lost the most capable super talent in the group? " The gloomy and hoarse voice rang out, and the people below could not help shivering.

No one dares to speak, just staring at his feet.

"Speak up!" The man clapped at the table.

Plop! Several people standing on their knees instantly, and then one of them said, "it's not lost. It's in the hands of Zhou!"

"Why didn't you bring Carl back in his hands?" The man picked up a piece of the table and smashed it to the people below.

A crash, hit one of the people's bodies, the man quickly lying on the ground, even do not dare to move.Those who can control their dreams are actually abnormal. Up to now, they still haven't been able to find out the reason. If it wasn't for the attention paid to the super brain this time, they wouldn't send him out. Who knows, they will lose this precious pimple.

"I'll give you three days to find a way to get Carl back to me!" After a long time, the tall man behind the desk rubbed his slightly bulging eyebrows and spoke faintly.

"No way!" The people below did not wait for an answer, the Secretary outside had already rushed in like a whirlwind and had a big drink.

"Can we have something to be happy about? What's wrong with it?" The man was so angry that he smashed the table top, and the things on the table suddenly shook so high.

The small things in the penholder were simply knocked down, and all the things inside fell out.

The secretary was so roared by him that he forgot what he was going to say and was stunned at the spot.

"Say, what's the matter?" The man yelled again.

"Oh The Secretary suddenly responded, and then said: "China has officially released the time for the launch of the super brain."

"What?" The man's breath suddenly stagnated, and then rushed out like a whirlwind, "go to inform the senior management, five minutes later, hold an emergency meeting!"

Five minutes later, the meeting room was full of people, but they were all staring at the man who was sitting at the top of the table. For a moment, the needle could be heard.

"Well, think about it. What can be done to stop this release of the brain?" After a long time, the man's deep voice sounded.

People, look at me, I look at you, and there is still no one to speak.

"Dumb?" The man drank.

"Well, that, I think we can't rush to the market before their new products come into the market."

before this person's words have been finished, the rest of the people have already looked at him. Their technology is not mature, where can we talk about profit preemption.

"If you want me to say, just kill their experts!" In the silent conference room, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded