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Chen Beihai looked at it earnestly. He clearly gave Yang Chen a handful of soil. Unexpectedly, he read a spell in his mouth, but when he spread it out again, there was nothing.

"What did you do?" Chen Beihai asked curiously.

"You'll know right away." Yang Chen smiled mysteriously.

Chen Beihai stood patiently and waited. After only a minute, the guests who had just calmly sat there chatting with each other began to scratch.

"Oh, it itches."

"What's going on? I haven't bathed for half a month. "

"But I took a bath when I went out in the morning."

Those people stirred up one after another and seemed to scratch more and more. In less than five minutes, they couldn't stand it and left one by one.

Only ten minutes later, the whole reception hall was left with only Yang Chen and Chen Beihai.

"What the hell did you do?" Chen Beihai hurriedly asked.

"I just turned that pile of soil into fleas and scattered it on them." Yang Chen said, "with my blessing of Taoism, those fleas are hundreds of times more powerful than ordinary fleas. I'm afraid people who are resolute can't bear it."

"So powerful?" Chen Beihai envied.

"Not at all. Yang Chen waved his hand and said, "people who know a little Taoism can't work for him. These ordinary people only itch for half an hour, and the spell effect will disappear."

Although Yang Chen said so, there was an impulse to learn in Chen Beihai's heart.

As soon as he was about to open his mouth, the door of the office was opened. A big bellied man's eyes were dull, and there was a black mark on his forehead. He left the office door without looking at Yang Chen.

At the moment, song Taiping appeared at the door of the office. He was surprised to see that only Yang Chen and Chen Beihai were left outside. However, he still said, "do you want to talk to me about business cooperation? Come in. "

Yang Chen looked at the black spots on Song Taiping's face, and his whole body was also black. He was dead. He was surprised. How could this man seem to be possessed by a ghost?

"OK." Yang Chen nodded. He said to Chen Beihai, "Xiao Hai, wait for me outside."

"Yes." Chen Beihai respectfully said.

Yang Chen stepped into the office. Song Taiping sat down first, pointed to the position of the sofa in front of him and said, "sit down."

"Mr. Song, the black spots on your face seem to have just grown out?" Yang Chen asked.

Song Taiping had an expressionless face. After hearing this sentence, he was furious: "if you want to talk about business cooperation, what do you care about my face?"

"I know a doctor friend who is excellent at treating skin diseases." Yang Chen said, "I can push his business card to you."

"No need." Song Taiping said coldly, "my face is very normal."

"But I met Mr. Song not long ago. At that time, Mr. Song had a handsome face, which was not like this." Yang Chen replied.

Song Taiping suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Chen, but it shocked Yang Chen, but he saw that song Taiping's eyes were white and had no eyes at all.

"Is your family engaged in seafood business?" Song Taiping asked.

"Mr. Song, what's the matter with your eyes?" Yang Chen stretched out his hand and shook it.

"We, the Song family, are very interested in your seafood business. Well, we, the Song family, plan to invest 20% of the shares and participate in the management right. Are you all right?" Song Taiping didn't seem to hear what Yang Chen said at all.

"I said your eyes. What did you say about equity participation?" Yang Chen said, "moreover, if you take a 20% stake, you want to have management power?"

"Hey, hey, you can't disagree." Song Taiping was still shaking.

"Mr. Song, do you have any hidden diseases?" Yang Chen hurriedly asked.

Unexpectedly, song Taiping suddenly jumped out of his desk and grabbed Yang Chen's shoulders. His pale eyes stared directly at Yang Chen's eyes.

Suddenly, Yang Chen felt a surge of energy invading his mind.

"If you want to control me, go away!" Yang Chen kicked directly into song Taiping's abdomen and kicked him away.

Song Taiping just stepped back. He looked at Yang Chen and said, "you're not the fat man of the Zhuo family."

"You still have some vision." Yang Chen's body shook and changed back to his true face.

"Yang Chen? Is that you? " Song Taiping clenched his teeth and said, "Why are you everywhere?"

"Did you make the noise last night?" Yang Chen said.

"So what?" Song Taiping said coldly, "you are enemies of my song family everywhere and dare to move my grandson. Today, I want you to die here."

"Your grandson?" Yang Chen immediately woke up: "so you are not song Taiping, you are master song."

"You know now that it's too late." Song Taiping raised his palm and patted down Yang Chen's face.

Yang Chen turns over to avoid and wants to hit hard. Yang Chen is not empty. This song Taiping.

The two fought for thirty rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

"Unexpectedly, your ability is not low." Yang Chen said, "you can fight with me for so long."

"I can't imagine that after twenty years of cultivation, I can't take you as a hairy boy." Song Taiping said darkly, but his voice has become an old voice, which is obviously the voice of old master song.

"Twenty years of cultivation?" Yang Chen was surprised and said, "no wonder, among the four families, only Song Yi, the younger generation, is the head of the Song family. You should avoid your ears and eyes and practice secretly."

"Smart." Song Taiping said, "unfortunately, you know it's too late."

"It's not too late." Yang Chen said, "do you think you can beat me?"

"Then try." Song Taiping said and took the lead in attacking. Yang Chen fought with him for three rounds, selling a flaw and jumping to avoid. Song Taiping pursued him closely. Yang Chen backhanded offered a gold rope and put it on according to song Taiping.

The gold rope tied song Taiping's body. When it was tightened, song Taiping's body had turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in place.

"What?" Yang Chen was surprised. Unexpectedly, song Taiping could avoid his gold rope.

Seeing that the front gold rope could not deal with song Taiping, Yang Chen quickly pocketed the front gold rope. In case song Taiping took it, it would be troublesome.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Chen Beihai screamed outside. Yang Chen shouted bad. He hurriedly pushed the door out and saw song Taiping's body sticking to the wall. Under him, Chen Beihai stood there with a shadowless sword.

Yang Chen saw a black mark on Chen Beihai's forehead.

"Did you control him?" Yang Chen asked.

"Hey, hey, so what?" Song Taiping said with a smile, "see if you are his opponent!"