The next morning, Mr. Liu called Liu Mou and pulled Liu Mou over. After arriving, Liu Mou felt nervous when he saw the scene in front of him. He saw rows of neatly standing holding black spears in his hands, and each officer's face was extremely serious.

In an instant, Liu Mou's eyes were filled with envy slowly. He imagined in his mind that if he had become like this and walked in the village, it would be extremely glorious. In addition, he had a spear like a lion roaring in his hand, and it was impossible to say that no one was envious.

"Here you." Just as Liu Mou was immersed in the majestic image of these officers standing, a vicissitudes of life suddenly came, breaking Liu Mou's tranquility.

Liu Mou turned around and saw the butler looking at Liu Mou with joy, hurried over from the door, greeting him with a smile, "Why are you here now?"

"There is something at home, so it's okay to delay it for a while." Liu Mou scratched his head awkwardly. Old Liu's housekeeper called in the morning, and now it was already twelve o'clock noon.

"Okay, come with me and take you to meet an important person." The butler sighed, then waved his hand and said. After hearing this, Liu Mou nodded faintly.

"Let me tell you, this person's strength is extraordinary. Don't talk nonsense, otherwise Mr. Liu will not be able to protect you." The butler said with a forbidden look on his face.

Liu Mou was speechless in his heart. He said it was very important and he would like to remind him. "I know, I'll pay attention." Liu Mou said lazyly.

Then Liu Mou followed the butler to a room close to the sun on the second floor. The butler knocked on the door lightly. When he heard something from inside, the butler pushed open the door and stood at the door respectfully, "Master, Liu Mou is here."

"Oh, let him come over." Old Liu said lightly. "Please come in." The butler looked at Liu Mou respectfully, stretched out his palm to show the country of etiquette.

When Liu Mou saw this, he walked in slowly. He saw that in addition to Mr. Liu, there was also a man with vicissitudes of life. He looked almost the same age as Mr. Liu, but he gave people a feeling of experiencing great storms and a faint aura that hit him, which was stronger than Mr. Liu.

This was the first time that Liu Mou had been the king of the throne after meeting Mr. Liu, who had met Mr. Liu, who was a little more powerful than Mr. Liu, was really shocked. However, after looking closely, he was a little handsome. Although he had begun to age, he did not look aging at all and his body was still strong.

A cold sword eyebrows and a pair of eyes that can kill people really made Liu Mou feel cold.

"Liu Mou, I will introduce one of my friends to you. He is not an ordinary friend, he is..." Mr. Liu was about to say it, but when he saw the man looking at Mr. Liu coldly, Mr. Liu changed his words: "It's a friend in one of my police stations, named Zhu Ziming. According to seniority, you have to call him Mr. Zhu or Mr. Ming. He likes others to call him Mr. Cang Lao because his code name is Cang Lang."

When Zhu Ziming heard this, he looked speechless and pursed his lips helplessly, and pressed his hat with an angry expression.

"Then, I'll call you old too, it's more friendly." Liu Mou said cautiously, with a smile on his face, and a little cold sweat had appeared in his heart. Old Liu said that he was a person in the police station, which was pure fart. The aura exposed on the police station could suppress ordinary people at most, but he was a person from the Great Golden Elixir period, and he was still shocked.

Zhu Ziming, who was about to refuse Liu Mou, suddenly felt the energy contained in Liu Mou and had to cheer up. He stood up and walked to Old Liu, looked at Liu Mou with surprise, and circled around Liu Mou three times before reaching out and saying, "Are you a monk?"

Liu Mou was stunned, and a general insult in his heart. Liu Mou knew very well that he had pressed his true energy so that he almost disappeared, but no one could sense it. "Well, I'm considered a monk..." Liu Mou scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

When Zhu Ziming heard Liu Mou's words, his face suddenly became disgusted. He let go of Liu Mou's hand and sat on the chair angrily. He angrily said, "What does it mean? If you are a monk, you will say that you are a monk. If you are not, you are not. You are still unable to control yourself at a young age. Then you can control what else can you do. I really don't know that Mr. Liu likes you. I'll ask you again if you are a monk."

"Yes." Liu Mou's heart tightened and he shouted quickly. Zhu Ziming's appearance when he was angry just now, and with a majestic aura, directly suppressed Liu Mou.

"This is almost the same." Zhu Ziming smiled with satisfaction, then turned his head to look at Mr. Liu, and said with disdain: "Today's important thing, you told me that there would be someone from a powerful group to come, but the result was that this corrupted bone came. If this is the case, I don't think he can handle it myself."

"Hehehe, don't, he said the wrong thing just now. In fact, Liu Mou is very good at it. If you don't believe it, you can try it." Old Liu was trying to give Liu Mou a chance to show it again. When Liu Mou saw this, he could only sigh helplessly. Old Liu Mou could see his feelings, and Mr. Liu didn't ask for help, but for Liu Mou, he was embarrassed.

And, to be honest, Mr. Liu always thought that Liu Mou was a doctor and a doctor who knew some kung fu, but never thought that Liu Mou was a monk, and that he was a monk who moved Zhu Ziming's face.

"No need, my man can beat him half-death if he comes. Then he will give me a villain, saying that I will be suppressed by an officer, and I may be punished by a big blow at that time. No need, let him get out and we will continue to carry out the action." Liu Mou left a very bad impression in Zhu Ziming's heart at this time. Although he is a monk, after he surveyed himself, his strength is only a monk in the Qi Refining Stage, and it is not very useful to pull it out.

Hearing this, Liu Mou was unhappy. Before Mr. Liu could speak, Liu Mou walked forward and pointed at Zhu Ziming's nose and said coldly: "Whether you can be beaten to death depends on how many of you. If I was beaten to death by you, I recognize that I am not a villain. If you don't come, you will be incompetent."

The scene was very awkward for a moment. Old Liu looked at Liu Mou with a worried look on his face, full of regret, regret bringing Liu Mou over, regretting letting him meet Zhu Ziming, it's all too late now.

Zhu Ziming's lips twitched twice, thinking how rude he was. In the Ministry of National Defense, even the Minister of National Defense did not have the courage to speak like this, but the young man in front of him was rude, which made him look like a dignified deputy chief of staff of the Ministry of National Defense.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!