"Hmph, I think there is no need to be a manager, you are blinding your dog eyes. Didn't you see me paying a settlement with Chu Lang?

At this time, check out the bill and get your sister, you don’t have the strength to do anything.”

Zhao Dong glanced at the manager with an unhappy face and said.

"I think this manager is very good, but you, shareholder No. 199, don't have to do it, you are fired."

Chu Lang took the card swipe machine and said lightly.

“Expulsion?

Hahaha, it's ridiculous, are you scared silly?

This is Michelin, not Hechuang Group!”

"Feed me?

Oh, I'm so scared, I beg you to fire me!"

Zhao Dong felt as if he heard the funnyest joke in the world, and couldn't help but laugh wildly, saying to Chu Lang with a provocative face.

[Ding! Fingerprint recognition is successful, and the honorable No. 1 shareholder is welcome!] At this moment, a loud, even a little harsh system prompt sounded, causing the entire hall to fall into a silence like death. Everyone stared at Chu Lang, and then at the card swipe machine in Chu Lang's hand.

Shareholder No. 1?

Michelin's largest shareholder.

"Welcome to shareholder No. 1!!!"

All Michelin clerks perform rituals.

Looking at Zhao Dong and Yue Xiaoyun again, they were stunned and their faces were no longer as arrogant as before.

"I naturally have to meet your request for the first time. Now, you can get out of here, Michelin won't welcome you."

A joking smile flashed into the corner of Chu Lang's mouth and said to Zhao Dong.

"Bao! Bitch, are you deliberately cheating me?

If I let me offend shareholder No. 1, why don’t you die?”

Zhao Dong directly slapped Yue Xiaoyun in the face and cursed.

If it weren't for being instigated by Yue Xiaoyun, how could Zhao Dong provoke Chu Lang for no reason? As the shareholder of Zhao Dong No. 199, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg to fight a moth to a fire.

"Chu Lang, who are you?

What identity do you have? Can you explain it clearly at once?"

Yue Xiaoyun covered her face, glared at Chu Lang, and said in a very aggrieved manner.

How did I know that Chu Lang's relationship network is so big? He has the final say, Hechuang Group has the final say, Hedog Platform has the final say, and Shark Group has the final say, Chu Lang has the final say, and finally found Michelin's No. 199 shareholder as its backer. I thought I could disgust Chu Lang, but Michelin has the final say.

"I am the one you can't afford to offend in your entire life! People will always insult others. Therefore, I would like to advise you to be a person, otherwise no one will know where the corpse and the wilderness will die."

Chu Lang looked at Yue Xiaoyun coldly and said.

Yue Xiaoyun was already timid, and when Chu Lang was frightened, his whole body fell to the ground with a weak look.

As he said that, Chu Lang was about to take Liu Qianqian away.

"Mr. Chu, I..." Zhao Dong quickly followed, trying to retain his identity.

"From the moment you did the ten sword saints of Yang Kingdom, I was destined to fire you."

After Chu Lang left a sentence, he took Liu Qianqian away.

"Play!"

Looking at Jueying who was leaving, Zhao Dong couldn't help but slap himself twice in the face, making you so mean! You like to show off! If he hadn't been pretending to be a Michelin, how could Chu Lang know how he, a Michelin shareholder, get through?

I won't end like this.

After taking Liu Qianqian back to Qingdiyuan, Chu Lang received a call from Jiang Bo.

"Old guy, you are so old, don't you sleep yet so late?

More energetic than me."

Chu Lang answered the phone and said in the face of a careless look.

"Okay, be serious. The top ten sword saints of Yang Kingdom you are going to challenge should arrive in Yuncheng tomorrow. Next, I will tell you good news and bad news. Do you listen to good or bad first?"

Jiang Bo said.

"Let's listen to the bad ones first."

Chu Lang frowned slightly.

"You also know that Yang people have always tried their best to achieve their goals, so this time, their only purpose is to kill you and duel with you. That is the last choice. You must be careful in the next time."

Jiang Bo said solemnly.

"Haha, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are in vain. Did Bo Jiang, have you forgotten my other identity?"

Chu Lang sneered.

Indeed, in addition to being the only heir of the old Chumen, Chu Lang has another identity, that is, the old Chumen's God of War! "I know you are the God of War, but don't forget that when you left the Old Chumen base, you were sealed with the God of War Seal. With your current strength, you can only reach one-tenth of the God of War."

Jiang Bo still said a little naggingly.

"Let me tell me the good news."

Chu Lang smiled, glanced at the blood-red mark that was faintly visible on his arm and said.

He would not tell Jiang Bo that since he followed Liu Qianqian, the so-called seal had long been loose. As long as Chu Lang was willing, he could break through the seal at any time. However, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth brought about by breaking the God of War Seal was too conspicuous.

"The good news is that you still remember the person you kept asking me to look for?"

Jiang Bo asked.

When Chu Lang heard this, he fell into a short memory.

It was Chu Lang's first night after leaving the old Chumen. Under the misty bridge and the lights of thousands of homes, he fell into the streets. He was hungry, and the rain wet his hair and clothes, blurred his vision, and had nowhere to go.

A little girl about seven years old took Chu Lang back to her simple little room for a night. The two of them shared a sprout bun, but the next day the girl disappeared mysteriously.

What Chu Lang couldn't forget the most was the girl's clear eyes, which were so clean that it was not stained with the dust of the world.

"Where is she?"

Chu Lang put away his memories, took out a small red hairpin, took a look, and asked.

"She has been wandering to Yang Kingdom. As the disciple of Wangyue Nongxue, the tenth sword saint of Yang Kingdom, Wangyue Mowu, your encounter with her now is probably not a good thing."

Jiang Bodao.

"Yeah, I get it."

Chu Lang nodded slightly and hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Bo posted the photo of Mo Wu on Chu Lang's mobile phone.

This is a girl wearing a kimono in Yangguo. The cherry blossoms are floating, the woman is graceful in red, with seven feet of green hair, and three thousand black hair... "I hope God doesn't want good luck to mess with people!"

Chu Lang sighed and said with a wry smile.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a loud noise came from outside Qingdiyuan.

Chu Lang frowned. At night, someone came to find something.

When I walked out, I saw an installed Hummer that broke open the gate of Qingdiyuan and parked in Qingdiyuan.

"Chu Lang, get out!"
Chapter completed!