"No matter which bowl you choose, you have lost."

The two tea bowls were still upside down on the tea table and had not been opened yet. Fa Zhuangqing looked at the Fire Crow indifferently, the latter showed his original appearance, with messy red hair covering his face, holding a blood-red broom in his hand, and his nails were bent to the ground.

"Please give me some advice."

The fire crow showed a confused look.

"What kind of person is Ito Teru?"

Fa Zhuangqing asked lightly.

"He must be very scheming and ruthless-"

"He is a man who is willing to fight one percent win rate."

Fa Zhuangqing said slowly: "With Ito's ability, why do you have to pay such a great price to entrust us to kill Sakura Kumura? There is only one reason, because he doesn't fight a war that he is unsure."

"This is the personality of Ito Sho."

Fa Zhuangqing showed a hint of sarcasm in his beautiful eyes: "Will such a person bet with you about 50% winning rate?"

The fire crow's face changed, and his chicken feet-like palms buckled the table, "Slap", and the two tea bowls jumped into the air, and there was nothing in the bowl.

"Where are those puppet nematodes? Where did they go?"

"Since it's not in the bowl, it's naturally still in the bamboo tube."

Fa Zhuangqing sighed lowly: "As soon as Ito Sho picked up the tea bowl on the left and was about to hold the doll nematode on the moment he flicked the finger of his left hand and swept the doll nematode on the tea table back into the bamboo tube. You can't see his lightning technique, and you can't grasp his psychology. No matter whether you fight wits or power, you have lost all your face. If you use divination and wizardry to cheat, wouldn't it be a loss?"

The fire crow shook his body, fell to the ground, and said tremblingly: "I am the one who is shamed for the master, please punish me."

Fa Zhuangqing waved his hand and said lightly: "This is also a good thing, which exposes Ito Teru's weakness in handling things, and we can take advantage of it in the future."

"I don't quite understand what the master means."

"Everything needs 100% to be sure of is to do it. This is the advantage of Ito Teru and his fatal weakness."

Fa Zhuangqing said lightly: "The opportunity is fleeting, how can you expect a 100% winning rate every time? For a real person, as long as he has a 100% chance, that's enough."

The fire crow nodded in conscience, and his eyes fell on the information of Himemura Yasumiya on the table.

"If you want to kill someone from the General Security Administration, it will be easier."

"Lanceruo's chess piece can play his role again."

Fa Zhuangqing laughed softly, and a cold light shot out from his beautiful eyes.

In the public relations department of the Divannah Group, Tony leaned listlessly on the chair early in the morning, looking dejected.

Feng Zhaohara walked into the office slowly. He seemed absent-minded these days. The old monster's words kept echoing in his ears that night, making him feel uneasy.

"You are in love with this woman, are you?"

Feng Zhaoyuan looked out the window blankly. Did she really fall in love with a woman she had only met twice?

This is really ridiculous. So far, I have no idea about the personality, hobbies and background of my bare son. What else can I talk about about love?

"Hi!"

Seeing Feng Zhaohara at work, Tony seemed to have caught the object of complaining and shouted: "Oh no, Baizi has moved. She has been unable to see her figure these days. When I went to her teahouse to court again this morning, I found a wooden sign 'removed' hanging at the door, and there was no one inside."

Feng Zhaoyuan's body shook. This was originally expected. In order to avoid the ninjas and the wizard's pursuit, Baekson would definitely leave the teahouse. However, Tony's personal statement still made his heart ache.

The morning sun shines through the open glass windows, and mottled light spots on the desk. The white curtains flutter in the breeze, like white kimono gradually fading away, blurring in sight.

The baryson may have left Rome.

"Forget Tony, just treat it as a dream."

Feng Zhaoyuan patted Tony's shoulder and felt a hint of bitterness in his mouth.

What kind of woman is Barbaric, and whether she fell in love with her, it no longer matters. With her departure, the cherry blossoms on the white umbrella will eventually fade away in time.

Tony nodded and sighed: "I have given up completely. From today on, I will set a new goal!"

Fengzhaohara was surprised: "Didn't you just broke up in love?"

"Friends, how can Italians not have love and macaroni? Wherever they fail, they must get up from!"

Tony said seriously, the mouse clicked on the computer screen, and the QQ male and female dating website jumped out of the web. Staring at a photo of a charming blonde girl, Tony was eager to distribute it, and began a new day for public relations staff.

Feng Zhaoyuan smiled bitterly and shook her head. When she thought of Zhongzi, she felt lost again.

"Everyone, our public relations department needs to hold a press conference immediately."

Susan hurried in with a stack of documents, her face covered with clouds.

"Hi, what happened?"

Tony asked in confusion.

"There are rumors that the boss is secretly laundering money, and we need to clarify the facts through a press conference to avoid adverse effects on the company."

Feng Zhaoyuan's heart moved slightly, and there was no wind and waves. Divannah, a man with a secret contact with a wizard and was suspected of money laundering, making people feel more and more problematic.

"Susan, where did such a ridiculous news come from?"

"I heard it was revealed to the tabloid by the former finance manager."

While calling the reporter at the press conference, Susan said, "He probably broke up with his boss so he spread the rumors. It is said that he also claimed that there is conclusive evidence."

Feng Zhaoyuan immediately opened the employee directory list and quickly found the phone number and address of the former finance department manager.

“Who contacted the venue arrangements for the press conference?”

Susan looked at Huotahara and Tony.

"I'll go."

Fengzhaohara said happily that of course he had other plans. After booking the hotel for the press conference, Fengzhaohara rushed to the apartment of the former financial manager, hoping to learn about some of the situation of Divanna from him.

Just as I was about to raise my hand to knock on the door, a strange sound suddenly came from inside, and bright red blood slowly oozing out from the crack of the door, flowing little by little to Feng Zhaoyuan's feet.

With a "bang", Feng Zhaoyuan slammed open the door violently. A middle-aged man was standing in front of the mirror in the hall in a blurred flesh and blood. A monster similar to an octopus emerged from the transparent mirror, half of his body was hidden in the mirror, and half of his body was exposed outside the mirror. More than a dozen bright red tentacles wrapped around the man's whole body, and the suction cup at the top of the tentacles was swollen like a steamed bun, and the colorful intestines flowed into the suction cup from the man's broken belly.

Feng Zhaoyuan exclaimed, picked up a chair without hesitation and threw it hard towards the mirror.

The mirror was smashed to pieces, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground like a broken sack, and the octopus monster disappeared from the mirror.

Feng Zhaoyuan had just taken a breath, and the fragments of the mirror scattered on the ground suddenly moved one by one, quickly condensed into the middle, and pieced together a mirror again.

The octopus monster crawled out of the mirror like a ghost, making a shrill scream, and rushed towards Feng Zhaoyuan.

More than a dozen tentacles sealed all the angles of Feng Zhaoyuan's dodging. The suction cup was opened at the same time, like a demon's giant mouth, dripping with sticky red liquid.

Feng Zhaoyuan retreated to the base of the wall, with the left hand's secret technique of changing the hand, and pressed his right hand behind him. More than a dozen snow cranes flew out from his palm, screaming with a clear cry, and the snow-white crane beak pecked at the suction cup like lightning.

The wind shining was like a snow crane, dancing lightly, and more than a dozen snow cranes surrounded him, flying with the changing secret technique. When the octopus' tentacles touched the snow crane, they trembled sharply as if they were subjected to an electric shock and could no longer invade.

Snow cranes were dancing all over the room, and the octopus monsters kept retreating. Snow cranes flew out from Feng Zhaoyuan's palms, firmly surrounding the octopus monsters, with their wings flying, and nearly a hundred cranes' beaks pecked down at the same time.

The octopus monster screamed, and its whole body suddenly exploded. The splashing debris condensed into a fiery red feather in the air, and quickly floated towards the broken lenses on the ground, as if they were about to escape from there.

Feng Zhaoyuan's left palm once again formed a secret handprint, and the snow cranes chased their feathers one after another. The lenses on the ground were driven by the wind flapping their wings, and they were scattered all over the ground.

The feather made a strange "quack" scream, dodging left and right, fleeing in panic, and finally was caught by a crane's mouth like lightning. It struggled hard and twisted in pain. The crane group surrounded it, and a little bit of fiery red was swallowed up in the snow-white area until it disappeared without a trace.

The snow crane flew back to Feng Zhaoyuan's palm, and he walked to the middle-aged man. The former financial manager of the Divannah Group had already died, his body was broken, and he died extremely miserably.

This is a typical killing silence, and it must be related to Divannah.

The terrifying octopus monster may have been transformed by some kind of witchcraft. Fortunately, he learned the secret technique of Xueheliu, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with.

Feng Zhaoyuan pondered for a moment and began to search around the apartment. After half an hour, he finally found a safe in a closet.

"Old monster, help me open this safe."

Feng Zhaoyuan whispered, and before he knew it, he gradually felt a sense of dependence on the possessed monster from fear to calm.

The silver-white Limeng easily cut open the safe box like a knife cutting tofu. Feng Zhaoyuan praised her secretly, took out a stack of documents, looked carefully for a few minutes, and hid her in her arms with satisfaction.

In the public telephone booth on the street, Feng Zhaoyuan dialed Divannah's straight line phone, deliberately changed his voice, and made a scoundrel tone of extortion.

Only in this way can the forces behind Divanna be forced to appear.

If the other party is just some wizards and ninjas, then he who has learned the secret technique of Xueheliu will have the strength to compete. What if the support from Emperor Vanna is really behind the support of Fa Zhuangqing, and he has only thirty-six strategies, and escaping is the best strategy, reporting the situation to Han Gaofeng and giving him a headache.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhaoyuan took a deep breath and looked solemn. The frontal battle was about to begin. Whether he could complete the task and return to New York alive is here to fight.

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Another chapter is passed at twelve o'clock in the evening
Chapter completed!