"Mom, Yuanzi bullied me." Jiang Yubai, the villain, complained first, and jumped a few times.

But her nephew's iron arms were tightly wrapped around her waist and long legs, so she couldn't jump off.

"Put your aunt down." After all, grandma's heart is for her daughter.

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to put his aunt down, and changed his rhetoric: "Grandma, I'm going out for a while, Guan Ya's cousin treats me to a barbecue."

"Do you want to come back to sleep tonight?" Grandma was unhappy when she heard that she was going out again.

"decide as things go."

While talking, Zhang Yuanqing kicked his aunt a few times, and his grandparents stared at him. He didn't dare to bully the old couple's daughter on the ground, so he could only endure it.

At ten o'clock in the night, a gust of wind blew towards Fujia Bay, the grass and trees in the courtyard trembled, and fallen leaves and dust were flying.

In the strong wind, a figure landed on the side of the fountain pool, and immediately turned into a dreamlike starlight and disappeared.

Outside the study door, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the door while taking off the Gale Warrior's gloves.

"Boom~"

Soon, the brown solid wood double doors opened automatically. Fu Qingyang, who was dressed in white like snow, sat upright behind the desk, looking over with deep eyes.

Zhang Yuanqing went straight in, looked around, and said, "Boss, where are you?"

He didn't see the figure of the demigod president.

Fu Qingyang picked up something on the table and shot it with shaking hands.

Zhang Yuanqing caught it steadily, and took a closer look. It was a black jade talisman with an oily texture. The front was engraved with a void passage like a wormhole, and the back was engraved with incomprehensible spirit patterns.

"Crush it." Fu Qingyang said.

The president is not here, yes, even if it is a lawful organization, it is impossible to completely trust it, the most basic defense is still necessary, the pattern behind this jade talisman is similar to my teleportation jade talisman, but it is more complicated. should be higher

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing exerted force with his fingertips, crushing the oily black jade with a click.

In the next second, he saw Fu Qingyang's figure dissipate quickly, and the scene in the study faded rapidly. After a burst of ripples, he appeared in a spacious and bright room.

Luxurious private room in the nightclub!

The big screen shows the scene of beauties in ancient costumes dancing, the marble table is filled with drinks, melon and fruit snacks, and there is a billiard table in the leisure room.

The marble floor tiles covered with patterns reflect the light, which is very bright.

Facing the big screen was a back-shaped sofa. A man in a wine-red suit and a half-faced silver mask sat lazily on the sofa.

This coquettish-looking man should be the president. He put his arms around two strapless beauties and enjoyed the drinks and snacks they fed him.

On the sofas on both sides are beauties in suspenders and miniskirts.

They put their legs together, cross their hands on their stomachs, and sit in an elegant and dignified posture.

What way? Zhang Yuanqing stood there, dazed for a long time, and tentatively asked: "You are, Mr. President?"

"Hello, hello, first time meeting."

Mr. President pushed away the beauties on the left and right, warmly greeted him, and hugged Zhang Yuanqing's shoulders very familiarly, "The atmosphere is good, this is the place for men to talk about things, so don't call people." JrNovels.com