Wang Lang lit a cigarette, held his head with his hand and leaned against the window and waited for the fake Taoist priest to speak down.

The fake Taoist priest laughed, "If I'm not guessing correctly, the old nun Huijing forced you to do a lot of things. Do you know there is a lucky sticker this time?"

Wang Lang's eyes moved slightly, but he still pretended to be deaf and dumb, "What's the good fortune?"

The fake Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, "There are a lot of controversy in the world, but you don't know? Don't tell me, you are not in the world?"

Wang Lang was stunned. Now he was basically out of touch with the world. He stayed in such a place and was no longer in line with the world. Of course, he didn't know many things.

"Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me go if you have nothing to do!" Wang Lang cursed.

The fake Taoist priest looked at Wang Lang and laughed for a while, "Maybe it's not your fault. Some of the underworld of the world don't know anything. Some time ago, most of the great masters in the world of the world received a post, "There is a post on the fortune. The post said that there were remnants of foreign lands in Tianlan City that year. Legend has it that as long as you kill the remnants of the foreign lands and take her essence and blood, you can live forever."

Wang Lang didn't say anything, waiting for the fake Taoist priest to continue talking. The fake Taoist priest laughed, "This old nun Huijing is also thinking about this matter. Do you know what she wants this foreign remnant to do?"

"What are you doing?" Wang Lang asked curiously.

The fake Taoist priest laughed endlessly, "To be honest, this old nun's idea is different from other people. She wants to get essence and blood to improve her martial arts. On the surface, this old nun is for immortality like others. In fact, she doesn't believe in immortality at all, but she believes in prolonging life and keeping youth forever. Now you understand why she needs essence and blood."

"At the end of the day, it has nothing to do with me. Get out of the car just by yourself, don't be upset and kill you." Wang Lang urged.

The fake Taoist priest laughed constantly, "I think we can join forces to get some fake essence and blood for the old nun Huijing to let her die."

"Why did I join forces with you?" Wang Lang asked again angrily.

"You think, in this way, we can become famous in the world, and the most important thing is that we will no longer be oppressed by this old nun. You have experienced how painful it is to be oppressed by this old nun. Another thing is, hehe, I heard that this old nun has a beautiful daughter. If this old nun dies, no one will protect her daughter, but it would be wonderful to kidnap her daughter." The fake Taoist priest said with a smile, spitting all over the starry sky.

Wang Lang grinned at the fake Taoist priest and lowered the car window on the fake Taoist priest. Wang Lang kicked the fake Taoist out of the car window with one kick.

"Silly*!" Wang Lang drove away cursingly.

The street rubbed my chin, and tears were circling with pain.

After getting up from the ground, he looked at Wang Lang's back and grinned, rubbing his chin and muttering to himself, "I really searched for it without any effort. As expected, I met this generation of Black Dragon King here. It seems that the news is true. Hehe, Tianlan City, Fuping City, is a really good place. Back then, those martial arts decided that the masters of the foreign cult here will be wiped out the remnants of the foreign cult here. It is rumored that the holy relics of the foreign cult are left here, and it is on the remnants. Hehe, finding the remnants and obtaining the holy objects can break through the bottleneck. Those martial arts masters settled here and waited for the remnants to come out to make trouble again. The appearance of the Black Dragon King further confirmed the reliability of the news. Hehe, it's a turbulent time.

The whole world knows who is the one who is sending the fortune sticker, hehe, Dragon Slayer, don’t think I don’t know what you are going to do. How much hatred and resentment from Longmen and you, he actually named himself Dragon Slayer. Hehe, the things he did are really big."

Passers-by saw an old Taoist priest covered in dust talking to himself from time to time and laughing.

After slapping off the dust on his body, the fake Taoist priest looked around and stared at a high school girl not far away. He immediately went up with a smile on his face, "Female Bodhisattva, don't run away. I am a Taoist priest from Tiandu Mountain. I went down the mountain to beg for alms. I see that you have a destiny with me."

Wang Lang parked his car under Haotian Pharmaceutical Branch.

When he entered the door, several employees were a little confused. Since Wang Lang became the top leader here, he had burned three fires when he first took office. He swallowed up a lot of money like a Pixiu and then had no future. It was no different from a hand-off manager.

In the past, when Ah B was the top leader, he always came every day, and came earlier than everyone else, and left later than many people. He was very dedicated. When he looked at this person, he was careless and came to the company as he went with the flow, so the matter was left to the people below to take care of.

Wang Lang smiled and walked around the studio and found that several people had not come to work. All of them knew that Wang Lang had gone to Tianlan City. With Wang Lang's personality, it was a small probability event to come back here. Many people also heard that Wang Lang couldn't stay in Fuping City for long. If he became the top leader of Dongxing Society, he would go to Tianlan City headquarters to command the overall situation, so these people should have skipped the shift.

It was about to get off work in the afternoon, Wang Lang was so mean, just like many bosses, and he shouted overtime.

Waiting in the conference room, after a while, people came in one after another. The group of people looked very nervous. They didn't know what their boss was going to do. Last time they were in this place, they scraped tens of millions of dollars from their pockets in a few words. I don't know what they were going to do again this time.

Everyone was not here.

There are still four shortfalls.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette, sat on the stool, and waited on the conference table with his feet.

It's almost five minutes passed.

There was a lot of depression in the quiet atmosphere. Finally, the finance manager came over with a smile, "Mr. Wang, what is the theme of this meeting?"

Wang Lang seemed to have suddenly reacted, counted people, glanced at everyone, and put out the cigarette butts. Wang Lang sat up and said, "Split up."

A group of people looked at black question marks, which one was playing with?

When he arrived at the door, Wang Lang suddenly stopped and turned around and grinned at the group of people, "Tell those who didn't come, either go to my house to explain why they didn't come, or don't come in the future."

After saying that, he left.

A group of people waited for Wang Lang to walk away before breathing a sigh of relief.

An elderly executive crossed his hands and fingers on his thighs, "I'm lucky that I'm here today, otherwise I'll have to bleed again."

"It's only been a few days ago, I'm going to receive gifts again. It's really a Pixiu." A person next to him said.

A group of people shook their heads and smiled.

After Wang Lang went out, he received a text message, a message arriving.
Chapter completed!