Disaster Shelter

Sihu City, Shonan Province.

A middle-aged man with slightly white hair came down from a long car, followed by a young woman with long hair behind him.

"Father, are we really going to open a branch office in Sihu City, here is just next to Qianhu City, and is the site of Ruixing Group." The man who looked older than the middle-aged man frowned and asked. Road.

"Why, Jianda, are you afraid? Do you think that our Kuwait fight can't beat the hairy kid's Ruixing Group?" The middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

Zhang Jianda said with some headaches: "Although the Ruixing Group has developed rapidly, it is still far inferior to Kewei."

"But the market here has been preempted by them for a long time. Where our branch is opened, the prospects are better than here. There is no need to compete with the Ruixing Group. They will not take business because we are Kewei. Let us ... "

The middle-aged man snorted softly: "I have decided that it must be here, you don't have to say anything, go ahead and prepare, Kewei is still my master."

With a sigh, Zhang Jianda shook his head and left the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man covered the sky with the Kewei Group. Even if he was the other's son, he couldn't change the other's decision.

That's right, the middle-aged man is Zhang Jianda's father, Zhang Kewei, the founder of Kewei Group!

Wen Wen had met Zhang Kewei more than a year ago. At that time, Zhang Kewei was just a sick old man, and now he looks a few years younger than his son.

After Zhang Jianda left, Zhang Ke was the woman behind him, and he said a few words to Zhang Kewei's ear.

Zhang Kewei sneered after hearing this, "You said that Feng Ruixing was the superpower organization founded a few months ago, the chairman of the SRS Foundation?"

"That has nothing to do with me. I am only a businessman. He is serious about doing business. He can also send superpowers to assassinate me."

The woman was silent, and then stood behind Zhang Kewei again.

The Hunter Association will provide some specific protection for big entrepreneurs like Zhang Kewei, usually letting retired hunters to be their bodyguards. Wang Qin is the superpower who is responsible for protecting Zhang Kewei.

She should have reminded that as far as Zhang Kewei does not listen, it is not something she can manage.

...

There is gray mist floating in the sky, and the whole world seems to have no trace of other colors.

Here is the middle zone between the real world and the real world-the gray fog layer.

Here is the side of the inner world, where countless souls and ghosts are wandering among them, and monsters will get in here at any time, taking those ghosts without spirits as rations.

However, not all souls are slain by others, and some have recovered some consciousness due to a certain stimulus, which is called wandering.

Wandering souls are not more powerful than other souls, but they can move according to their own will, that is to say, they can avoid the killing of monsters.

Although their speed is not fast enough to escape monsters, their taste and nutritional value are not higher than other souls, so monsters are usually too lazy to deal with them.

In this pale street, a woman in white with long hair fluttering, looks fiercely fluttering in one direction.

Her facial features shifted, and most of her white clothes were stained with blood, and her tongue was one foot long. She was seen to be afraid that she would be scared to death.

This woman in white is a wandering soul who happens to awaken her self-consciousness, but she is not here to scare, but to escape.

They wandering souls, in this layer of gray fog, although the life is not easy, but it has never been so thrilling.

Today she is preparing to sell the hue, from a big old rough wandering soul, in exchange for some gadgets that can enjoy the wandering soul.

But as soon as she entered the door, she found that the old rough wanderer was caught. She hurriedly prepared to escape, but she didn't expect that the guy who caught the old rough wanderer came chasing her crazy.

These wandering souls have lived here for unknown years, and when have they been aggrieved?

Is n’t that monster neuropathy?

Don't eat roasted ready-made fragrant roast duck, do you have to grab the duck with **** on its tail?

After not hearing the sound behind, the wanderer in white stopped before waiting for a breath, and found his hair was dragged in one direction.

She looked back with great pain, and saw a tall monster in a gray robe.

This monster has a sharp red tail, the big hand holding her is also red, and it has a very pungent smell on its body ...

Sulphur smell!

This is a demon!

...

On the street of Sihu City, a young man grabbed an aunt, holding a reflective amulet in his hand, eloquently speaking.

"Sister I see your Yintang black, I guess you are experiencing the disaster of blood, so I do a good deed, this bright blue amulet, I will give it to you."

"How much?" The aunt, who was wide and fat, asked in a poor tone.

Lin Huan plucked her hair: "I think we are destined, so, I'll make a cry at a loss, not eighteen, nor ninety-eight Bring the blue amulet home! "

"You have to wear it on your body from time to time, and drink more hot brown sugar water, the disaster of blood light can naturally subside."

"Stinking rogue!"

Auntie gave Lin Huan a slap, looked at Lin Huan like a neuropath, turned and trot all the way out of the street.

Lin Huan stretched out his hand to stop the aunt, and finally stopped, he called the aunt again, maybe he wouldn't call the police.

"Hahaha ..."

"Laughing to death, drink more brown sugar water, because you can think of it."

The two young men came over and patted Lin Huan's shoulder vigorously, mocking mercilessly.

When the two men were Wen Wen's first arrests for Dr. Feng, Hu Yanbing was accepted into the shelter, and the other was Sunuo, the receiver in the Qingji Plateau.

Lin Huan shook the other's hand: "Did I lie to her? She really suffered from blood damage, so that she should drink brown sugar water for her good ..."

Suno and the two were directly shocked: "No, Lin Banxian'er, can you really pinch?"

Lin Huan proudly said, "If you want to open a spiritual office like me for a year and a half, you can also see when a woman has suffered from blood damage."

Hu Yanbing rolled his eyes: "Isn't this still the plague of blood and blood, women always have a few days of hard to cross every month ..."

"Come on, don't I want to get some money for us, who asked you two to lose your wallet ..."

Hu Yanbing snorted coldly: "As long as the momentum is there, I can never eat or drink."

After the three of them made a noise for a while, Lin Huan looked dignified in the direction that the aunt left before, and before the aunt left, he put the amulet in his hand into the handbag of the aunt ...