Before leaving, Wen Liyan gave her a business card and told Jing Ge and the others that if there was anything they needed to help, she would just look for her, and her tone was very enthusiastic. After Jing Ge and the others left, she returned to the office and connected a video with a computer.

After a moment, Zhang Wenjian's head was shown on the video. He sat in a spacious office and said to Wen Liyan: "How is it?"

"Jing Ge is indeed very strange as you said. He must have hidden many secrets on his body. For the time being, I just approached him and couldn't find anything."

Zhang Wenjian chuckled, tapped his fingers gently on the table, and said, "This person is of great use to us. Try to meet some of his requirements. Check where he came from, and there are legendary spirit stones on his body. If we can know some of his secrets, perhaps we can confirm that there were truly cultivators in this world. It would be great if we could find them!"

Wen Liyan said in a skeptical tone: "Can cultivators really make people live forever?"

"A variety of information shows that this is true. Not only can we live forever, but we can also obtain incredible power. That kind of power is many times stronger than our psychics. If I can obtain this power - hahahaha! Check, you must check it carefully! Don't let him notice it!" Zhang Wenjianqiang held back his excitement, after all, it has not been confirmed.

"Don't stop the bamboo to stop the water and get nothing!" Zhang Wen said in his heart.

Wen Liyan thought for a while and asked, "So do I have any measures to do about this Wang Zongyou ring incident? Also, Jing Ge wants to take revenge on Du Nian, and how to arrange his tasks next week? Should I contact Lin Yu so that he can know about these things?"

Zhang Wenjian sneered and said, "Don't worry about the life-and-death battle you said. The more powerful the battles in their martial arts world, the better. We will avoid taking time to deal with them!" After a pause, he continued, "As for Jing Ge to take revenge, let him go. It doesn't matter if he kills a few people, just don't let other organizations know about it. For his protection mission next week, please contact Lin Yu and ask him to send Feng Yatou and Xue Angel to go with him. Just say that the wind and snow are strong on the mountain, and these two people are just right. I have arranged the snow angel, and she knows how to do it. Feng Yatou and Jing Ge have a gap, and most of them will not be willing. Just tell Lin Yu that Feng Yatou will reward her with the thing he wants. Don't let him know about the cultivator. Lin Yu is too scheming and can't rely on it."

Wen Liyan nodded after recording it, then turned off the video, sat on the chair and began to ponder.

In a distant foreign country, Zhang Wenjian was sitting on a chair and the computer screen showed Wen Liyan in a daze.

Opposite Zhang Wenjian, a foreign man with elegant temperament and a very noble atmosphere sat quietly on the chair, with his dark blue eyes very deep, and he looked at Zhang Wenjian with a slight joking look. He looked handsome, but his skin was extremely pale without a trace of blood. His curly hair scattered behind his head like a waterfall, emitting a golden light. The spotless white suit was worn on him, paired with pure black leather shoes, and the contrast of colors was very strong. He sat gracefully, but he was always wary. His fingers were slender and slender, holding a cup with red wine, taking a sip from time to time, and then gently showing an intoxicating smile.

Behind him were two men wrapped in darkness, standing without saying a word, standing like a javelin, with a faint smell of blood on their bodies.

Zhang Wenjian looked at Wen Liyan displayed on the screen and said, "This person is not trustworthy either."

The foreign man chuckled and said fluently in Chinese: "You Eastern people are like this, only interests, no trusted friends."

Seeing that the brilliance flashed in his eyes, Zhang Wen grabbed the red wine on the table and gave him a small toast, and laughed and said, "Dear Marquis Thomas, are there no difference in interests in the West?"

"We have interests and friends! For example, I have interests and friendship to you."

Zhang Wen laughed and said, "That's really my honor!"

Thomas stood up, paved on the floor a few times, and said, "Mr. Zhang, is the Jing Ge you mentioned really a descendant of your Eastern cultivators? The cultivators are really as powerful as the legendary ones? But why did they disappear collectively in this world?"

Zhang Wenjian shook his head and said, "I don't know this, it's all speculation. And I guess that the blood blades of your family, the holy weapons of the Holy See and the Dark Council, and the fire beads in my hand should be magic weapons left by the cultivator. The man named Jing Ge actually had a spiritual stone of a cultivator, and his supernatural powers were strange and complicated, so he was very likely to know some things about the cultivator."

"Your guess is very interesting! In short, no matter what, I must get the corpse pill in his hand! I can give you some time to check it out for the time being, but my patience is not good, and it won't work over time. This kid actually killed my tribe members and went against our vampire. I must kill him!"

Zhang Wenjian promised, "Don't worry, I will find out as soon as possible! There will naturally be your benefits at that time." After a turn of the subject, he said, "I don't know why you need the corpse pill in his hand, but I can tell you a piece of news. There was a Feitian Yasha in the place where your tribe went last time, and most of the corpse pills you need were his."

"What is a flying yaksha?" Thomas puzzled.

"It is the advanced state of zombies, a zombie with its own thoughts and flying, with very powerful power. I have never seen what it looks like. They are all expressed by information left in ancient times."

Thomas frowned slightly and said, "Then can he fight against us?"

Zhang Wen nodded with a smile.

"Yan Kuo, do you know where there are weapons sold?" Jing Ge took a few steps and suddenly said.

Yan Kuo parked his car in the club. After all, it was a car in the club. There was a limited time limit and he couldn't drive it for a long time and would not return it.

At this moment, the two men and women were walking. Jing Chuhong pulled Chen Xinqi to go shopping together, and the two men naturally became coolies and bodyguards.

Yan Kuo asked in confusion: "Do you want weapons? What type of weapons?"

"The cold weapon needs a little quality, preferably a flying knife!" Jing Ge described it.

"Then you said it earlier! You can exchange points in the branch before you come out in the morning! There are kitchen knives and fruit knives in these places outside. Where can I sell good sabers?" Yan Kuo complained, "What do you want these? Last time I saw a white light flashing in your hand, and the sword that popped up? Show me if it's okay?"

Jing Ge thought to himself: "Anyway, I'm going there again next week, so I'll have to go there then." He lied and said: "No, my sword will only come out under special circumstances, and I can't see it normally."

"There is such a thing!" Yan Kuo obviously didn't believe it. He said, "Don't forget that I'm also mentally corpsed. I must have weapons on my body. I'll lend you the same thing first." After that, he unzipped the zipper of his clothes, took out rows of needles from the special vest inside, and touched a foot-long dagger, which was handed over to Jing Ge. He attracted many pedestrians' attention on the street.

Jing Ge saw the slender steel needle and wondered: "What's the use of this?"

"This thing is much stronger than a knife!" Yan Kuo explained, "Think about it, this knife is so big that even a powerful person can dodge it. But this needle is different. It is so thin, who can see it? It is better than a gun! It is just too fragile, and can only stab people's eyes." After saying that, while people were not paying attention, they took out a needle, controlled it to float up, and flashed quickly on the wooden door next to it, and stabbed it on the door. People around them came and went, but no one noticed it.

The biggest advantage of mental psychic psychics is that unlike ordinary people, they also need to specialize in throwing skills. They can use hidden weapons to injure people by relying solely on mental power.

Yan Kuo had a needle on his hand, and he gave it half to Jing Ge, and said with a smile: "Use this to kill Du Nian and let him die!"

Du Nian only learned some martial arts moves and methods of using strength, and only practiced external skills, but did not even have internal skills, let alone exercise his will and cultivate his spirit. Ordinary people could kill him with a gun, let alone Jing Ge took action.

Jing Ge saw the dagger in his hand, took it and touched it. It was indeed very sharp and asked, "Is this a saber?"

Yan Kuo smiled and said, "Yes! This is a saber developed by the God Society. I don't know what it is forged. In short, it is very powerful and very strong."

Jing Ge flicked his fingers on it and made a crisp sound. Then, under Yan Kuo's surprised eyes, he cut down hard at his palm. The dark red light on his hand flashed faintly, leaving only a faint trace.

Yan Kuo was extremely shocked and hurriedly pulled his palm and stroked it carefully, shouting: "How is that possible?"

Jing Ge said in his heart: "It's not bad!" and said with a smile: "If you don't use hundreds of pounds of force, you can't hurt me by just this!"

"Wow! You are too perverted! Is this the legendary Vajra Indestructible body? Who are you afraid of? I ask you, can your body bear bullets?" Yan Kuo drooled and touched.

Jing Ge said: "Of course I can't bear the bullet! How strong is the bullet? It's accurate to penetrate with one blow! As long as the power is enough, I can't bear any weapon. Like Li Yongtang's punch, I think I will probably die because of the rupture of the internal organs."

Yan Kuo smiled and said, "What else do you want? How great is this kind of body? Is it natural? Is it that you are so lucky?"

"My life is good?" Jing Ge smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "I want this too. I will repay you when I complete the task and get points!" He felt good about Yan Kuo, and he didn't hide it from him. With one move in his hand, the saber and the steel needles disappeared in vain.

"What is this?" Yan Kuo sighed admiringly.

Jing Ge smiled and said, "This is magic. I learned it from Mr. Magic before."

Jing Chuhong and Chen Xinqi walked out of a clothing store. When they heard this, they laughed and said, "What magic is you playing with! Actually, it's-"

Jing Ge coughed, interrupted her and asked, "Do you want to buy it? I have some money on me!"

Jing Chuhong pulled Chen Xinqi and smiled and said, "I don't like it, but she has it! Just that, the red skirt! Brother Jing, you buy it and give it to her!"

Jing Ge nodded and said, "Okay!"

When Chen Xinqi saw that he was really going in to buy it, she hurriedly grabbed him and advised: "How can that work? We are just friends and students, so we can't play this!"

Jing Chuhong chuckled and said, "Brother Jing, what she means is not just friends in the future! But I'm afraid I won't be suitable for wearing this at that time! I have to wear white ones."

Chen Xinqi didn't know what she meant. She blushed and said angrily: "Jing Chuhong, you are so bad! I ignore you!"

Jing Chuhong jokingly glanced at Jing Ge with an awkward expression, and quickly accused him of guilt, and suddenly felt a different feeling in his heart.

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Chapter completed!