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Seeing Zhuo Meier's sincerity, Yang Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "you're neither a chicken nor a dog."

"Then how can I follow you to heaven?" Asked dromel.

"Can't I take my brother with me when I become an immortal?" Yang Chen asked.

Zhuo Meier burst into tears when she heard the word "brother". She has always been a brother in Yang Chen's mind.

"I want to cry in your arms again." Zhuomer said.

"Come on, you can drive." Yang Chen despised.

Zhuo Meier had to drive seriously. As soon as she got out of the parking lot, Yang Chen saw a large truck on the side of the road and drove directly towards herself.

"Shit, he wants to kill us?" Zhuomer also found the abnormality of the big truck and quickly backed up.

"Don't worry." Yang Chen pinched up the printing formula and cast a spell. The big truck coming quickly stopped in place and couldn't move forward any more.

"What's the situation?" Dromel was stunned. Through the glass, he could clearly see the driver on the big truck, still biting his teeth and stepping on the accelerator.

"What's the situation?" Yang Chen said: "of course, it's to get out of the car and catch people."

"Yes, this guy wants to kill me." Zhuomer reacted first. He pushed open the door and walked angrily towards the truck driver.

The truck driver hurried to open the door, jumped down and ran, but no matter how he raised his feet, he couldn't take a step forward.

"Shit?" The truck driver shouted a curse.

"Who do you despise? Can't you say you see an immortal?" Yang Chen said discontentedly.

"Immortal?" The truck driver looked at Yang Chen and thought that there were no such immortals. Aren't all immortals with long beards and immortals?

"Brother, come with me." Zhuo Meier held down the truck driver. He meditated for many years, and his strength was polished out. He grabbed the truck driver's collar and made the truck driver's breathing difficult.

Yang Chen saw that Zhuo Meier was really angry.

Also, his father was killed, the company was threatened by several elders, and the clay figurine was still angry, not to mention the pile of meat made by zhuomer?

"What are you doing? I accuse you of private imprisonment! " The truck driver started swearing.

"What a coincidence, I have a friend who is a policeman." Yang Chen smiled.

The truck driver was in despair.

"Lend you that rope." Zhuomer said.

Yang Chen understood it, offered a gold rope and tied it to the truck driver.

Yang Chen thought it was a bit of a waste to use such a Fabao to deal with an ordinary person.

After tying up the truck driver, zhuomer didn't forget to take off his shoes and put his socks in the truck driver's mouth.

"You haven't washed your feet for a long time." Yang Chen still can't stand the smell after he has practiced such a high Taoism. He can almost smoke the flies.

"It didn't take long. It was just the time when pepper was in hospital." Zhuomer said.

The truck driver was directly stun by the smoke.

Zhuo Meier left the truck driver in the trunk, drove directly and took Yang Chen to his home.

After getting out of the car, Yang Chen saw a luxury house coming into his eyes. Originally, there were some bodyguards, but now it is empty and there is no one.

"Did you even save your bodyguard?" Yang Chen asked.

"Hey, brother, don't you understand?" Zhuo Meier sighed: "people who spend money are the easiest to betray you, because money is everything to them. As soon as I drove out, why did someone drive a big truck to hit me?"

"The bodyguard you arranged in the hospital must have leaked your whereabouts." Yang Chen guessed.

"Yes, the more bodyguards I want, then the older the guys are putting more eyes on me." Zhuo Meier said, "since I was sensible, my father arranged to send me to study arts. Originally, I expected me to come back and inherit his country. I didn't know that he went west before he had time to explain..."

"What do those old things say now?" Yang Chen asked.

"They want to annex my father's equity, then kick me out of the management and completely turn the company into theirs." Zhuomer said.

"The old guy is very cruel." Yang Chen said, "can't you drive them directly?"

"It's not that easy." Zhuo Meier sighed: "they play an important role in the company. As a newcomer, how can I check and balance them? Now I still have a headache. What should I do? "

"It's actually quite simple." Yang Chen said, "well, it just takes a little time."

"What should I do?" Asked dromel.

"Wake up that guy first and ask who is so jealous that you are more handsome than him and will kill you." Yang Chen said.

"Big brother is big brother. One mouth can really talk." Zhuo Meier smiled and lifted the truck driver out of the trunk of the car.

"Wake up!" Dromel patted the truck driver in the face.

The truck driver slowly opened his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and blurted a few words, but he burst into tears.

"Do you know regret now? It's too late. " Zhuomer said.

"I think you should take the socks off his mouth." Yang Chen stood ten meters behind Zhuo Meier and suggested.

"Why are you so far away from me?" Asked dromel.

"Can't you smell that sour smell yourself?" Yang Chen said angrily.

Zhuo Meier smiled and took off the socks from the truck driver's mouth.

"What? Regret crying? " Asked dromel.

"No, brother, your socks, smoke your eyes..." the truck driver said painfully.

“……”

Zhuo Meier threw the sock hard into the distance and said, "don't talk nonsense. Who ordered you to kill me?"

"My boss told me." Said the truck driver.

"Who's your boss?" Zhuomer asked.

"My boss is my boss, and I don't know who he is." The truck driver replied.

"Play charades with me?" Zhuo meidun was angry. He pointed to a pair of scissors in the corner of the yard and said, "would you like to have a look?"

"Brother, I really don't know who my boss is. I've been with him since I was 15. When I saw him, I just nodded and bowed and shouted at the boss. I never knew what else to shout except calling him the boss." The truck driver was also worried.

"Forget it, the child is too honest. No wonder he will be arranged to do this kind of work." Yang Chen said.

"Well, you don't know who your boss is. It doesn't matter." Zhuo Meier said: "then you call your boss with your own mobile phone, say you have succeeded, and make an appointment with him."