Super Golden Eye

Zhou Xiaosang falsely quoted with his right hand: "Please here, I promise you won't let a few people down!"

Here Fang Yang and a few people are in the 307 clubhouse. In a room on the third floor of Songjiang Gambling City, Zhou Tianhe looked solemnly at the paper, took out the lighter, and lit a fire.

As the flame grew from small to large and finally burned to ashes, Zhou Tianhe slowly said, "Miss Tang, is this your plan? Or is it part of your plan?"

Tang Xiaoyu replied very directly: "Of course it's just a part. As for the whole plan, even I don't have a complete plan."

For this kind of statement, Zhou Tianhe obviously didn't believe it. I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "Miss Tang, although Fang Yang and I were a little unpleasant, it doesn't explain much.

You came to me, presumably because the Hongsheng Group has gone out of business, and you want to find another puppet who can fight Fang Yang? "

Tang Xiaoyu said: "Zhou Tianhe, you are not right about this. We are a cooperative relationship, and you are not our puppet.

Of course, for some reasons, many things cannot be told to you. But it doesn't hurt you either.

Besides, what are you working so hard for? Wasn't it just for the recognition of others to make Zhou's at least a big company like Hongsheng Group? "

Zhou Tianhe does not deny: "Yes, I want the Zhou family to reach new heights with my efforts, but this does not mean that I will lose my mind.

Although Zhou Fulai is now much stronger than before, and I have some capital, do you think these are enough to compete with Fang Yang?

From the lines of what you said, you know that you or you, at least, are at the same level as Fang Yang. But you want to pull me, not as cannon fodder, what is it? "

Tang Xiaoyu was slightly stunned: "You are very good. Although I have a high opinion of you, it seems that I still underestimate you.

In fact, there is not much you need to do, just use your business acumen to influence or destroy the Yangming Group’s plan as much as possible, disrupt the rhythm, and I will deal with the rest. "

Zhou Tianhe was a little moved: "Oh? You mean my role is to delay the expansion of the Yangming Group? Just with my current capital and strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve."

Tang Xiaoyu directly took out a check and put it on the table: "This is a one-billion-dollar Swiss bank cashier's check. You take it first.

Although not much, it is mainly used to contain the Yangming Group, which is still sufficient. In addition, several other consortia will contact you and form alliances.

I believe that the most powerful companies in Songjiang area will unite, and for the last time, they will be able to form a 50-50 confrontation with Yangming Group, right?

After the event is over, Jiangbei's market is yours! And there are enough allies, I believe it will be a very good opportunity for you. "

If you have money, you can expand your influence and get real benefits. It seems that from any aspect, there is no reason to refuse.

However, Zhou Tianhe kept a cool head and did not take the check, but cautiously said:

"Now I can't promise you, unless I can get the other housekeepers together, and everyone signs an alliance agreement, then I will formally consider it."

Tang Xiaoyu admired him even more: "Very good! I like to work with you like you with a mind and the overall situation.

I agree with your terms. Tomorrow night, at the Songjiang International Hotel, I will call the stewards of several other houses together to show my sincerity. "

"That's good." Zhou Tianhe stood up: "But speaking of the front, I will only be responsible for the formal business confrontation with Yangming Group, and I will never intervene in other incidents."

Tang Xiaoyu raised his wine glass gently: "No problem! If you can merge Yangming Group, even if you become the chairman, what can't you do?"

"I know my strength and have dealt with Fang Yang. He would rather tear Yang Ming apart than leave it to others. Goodbye!" Zhou Tianhe glanced at her calmly and turned to leave.

"Sure enough, the one who knows you best will always be your enemy." Tang Xiaoyu was very satisfied with Zhou Tianhe's performance, and seemed to have some expectations for the story that happened between him and Fang Yang.

Just when several people were planning conspiracy after conspiracy, the imperial capital, Song Family Villa, Song Mengting, who was sleeping, seemed to be awakened by a mysterious voice.

Strangely, Song Mengting didn't seem to wake up from her dream. His brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes closed tightly. Wearing only a pink nightdress, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom.

Song Mengting's bedroom was on the third floor, and it was ten meters high. She had never practiced any exercises before. If in normal times, I am afraid that at least it will be broken bones.

But now, Song Mengting's feet suddenly jumped down like a ghost, her figure shimmering, disappeared into the endless night, without anyone's attention.

After a while, Song Mengting appeared outside the Liuhe Formation in the sealed Ten Thousand Years of Fierce Land. She seemed to be a little afraid of this, and she slowed down.

Every step I took, I was very careful. Ten minutes passed, but it was only less than ten meters! Fortunately, nothing abnormal happened during this period.

Finally, Song Mengting successfully entered the inside of the six-team formation, walked to the middle position almost indifferently, and sat down cross-legged. There, it was the place where the dragon scale sword was inserted that day!

Song Mengting had just sat cross-legged and seemed to be under her traction. There was nothing surprising about the hole left by the dragon scale sword. But now, even a faint black air began to diffuse!

Soon, the black energy became thicker and thicker, condensing into a vague ghost shape in mid-air, and fled to the Liuhe formation like lightning.

But as soon as the ghosts fled to the edge of the formation, a huge hexagonal array appeared out of thin air. The Taoist scriptures that resounded throughout the world were characters with golden letters, constantly bombarding the ghosts who wanted to escape.

After a while, the ghost image had become extremely faint, and finally rushed back unwillingly, and went directly into Song Mengting's body to hide.

Song Mengting, who was meditating with her eyes closed, fought a cold war, and soon returned to normal. A gloomy voice sounded in her body:

"It really is a body of pure yin! It's a pity, it's too weak to withstand my strength at all. It seems that it will take at least seven or seventy-nine days to refine it. When I reappear, there will be no peace in the world!"

Soon, the voice fell silent again, and the forcibly launched six-team formation also slowly subsided. Song Mengting rose into the sky again.

Song Mengting's figure had just disappeared, and the four Taoist priests in Tsing Yi rushed to the place where she appeared before. After searching around, they found nothing.

"Have you found anything?"

"No, maybe something touched the formation unintentionally."

"Be careful and go!"

...After a brief exchange, the four of them dispersed again.

As for Song Mengting, she returned to her room silently as she had come, lay on the bed, and fell asleep, as if nothing had happened.

No one knows that Song Mengting has been there, and no one will believe that a weak woman with no cultivation level can enter the Liuhe formation.

Only early the next morning, Song Mengting had a high fever, was weak, and almost fell into a semi-coma. Naturally, all the trips were cancelled and she stayed in Song's villa to recuperate.