I have a room in Huangquan

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"Wait?? Evenly divided??"

When he saw these four words, he couldn't stop being stunned.

The file is anonymous, but the above information tells me that this information is pointing to a person.

If you say this sentence just to make yourself doubt it.

Then there is a detailed description of the fight below. If you look carefully, you will be more sure of your inner thoughts.

How come the fight between the two is inseparable, and it is difficult for outsiders to intervene.

When the battle reached a fierce point, both of them were injured, blood spattered seven steps.

Until the end, Wang Zhaoqi lost to Ding Xiaoyi half a move...

Well, half way!

These two words are also emphasized a bit.

Ordinarily, he should be very angry when someone betrayed his information.

But looking at the content of the message, I couldn't bring up a little anger, but laughed out loud at the cute description above.

"Director Feng..."

Seeing the weird smile on the face of the bald director in front of him, the secretary couldn't help urging carefully: "The seventh young master is still waiting."

"Oh, I see!"

As soon as the documents were collected, Ding Xiaoyi stood up and went out, and waited until he saw the bald man leave.

The secretary glanced at the office, and after confirming that there was really no one in the office, he clicked his foot and walked to the boxed lunch in front of the table.

"Nonsence!"

He spat out a mouthful of sticky phlegm into the lunch box, picked up a spoon and stirred it a few times, and after making sure he couldn't see it, he cursed in a low voice: "Go to hell, you pervert!"

"Hey!"

Suddenly, there was a cold voice behind him, which made the secretary's face turn pale, and his heart almost jumped out of the voice.

Looking back, I saw Director Feng who had just left, standing at the door at some point.

"I forgot to ask, where is Seventh Young Master at this time?"

"Floor 56, training... training ground!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed at the lunch box on the table in a helpless manner: "I...I...want to pack it for you..."

"Are you hungry too? Then you can eat, it's fine, the rest is yours." The bald director replied for the secretary with a playful look.

For a moment, the muscles on the secretary's face trembled unnaturally, and he nodded with a forced smile on his face: "Yes, I'm also a little...a little hungry!"

"Take a video for me while you're eating, and I'll supervise you all the way so you don't waste food."

After speaking, he saw the bald director, and then turned around and walked towards the elevator.

The secretary finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the other party had completely left. Looking back at the meal he had just spat on, he felt like crying for a while.

"Please verify your identity!"

Enter the elevator, press the number on the 56th floor, and then hear a harsh prompt.

At the same time, Ding Xiaoyi heard very clearly that there was a very subtle sound of gears turning in the elevator, although it was very faint, he couldn't hide it from his ears.

"There are organs!"

The verification system in front of him was turned on, and a red light shone on him.

At the same time, a mechanical arm came out from the top of the elevator, and gently pulled out a strand of hair on the top of his head to continue the verification.

Infrared rays are used to irradiate one's iris and facial details, while hair strands are used to identify one's own DNA.

The elevator will run only if there is no problem with both.

If there is one thing that does not pass, even if you think with your toes, you should know that this elevator will become a closed trap if it is not done well.

Even an instant explosion is possible.

It can be seen how cautious the Houston family is.

If it was an ordinary camouflage ability, he might be in danger now, but he is not worried about [Thousand Faceless]'s camouflage ability at all.

Just like back then, the reason why the black hand didn't kill Wang Jialiang right away is the same.

[Thousand Faceless]'s special ability is complete duplication, as long as the duplicated object is alive, the level of duplication will be very high.

No instrument can detect the difference between the two unless it is a more in-depth examination.

It was precisely because of this that the Mafia gang was able to successfully enter the warehouse site with Wang Jialiang leading the way.

At this time, I am also the same, so that [Thousand Faceless] perfectly reproduces the bald Feng Ying who likes to pretend to be an innocent girl on the Internet.

In order to understand this guy's personality, he took a special look at this guy's computer.

In the chat history above, this guy also chatted with three or four young people.

Even playing Wen Ai with one of them, I couldn't help standing up with goosebumps all over my body.

Judging from the affectionate chat records above, I don't know if the other party is a bald and wretched uncle with someone who knows my dear, I don't know how much shadow will be in my heart.

Speaking of which, this guy is also a poor guy.

In fact, he is not short of money, and even offered to give these young people some money.

The purpose of his chat is only to satisfy his empty and lonely soul.

That's why he changed the way and asked those young people to order meals for him, send flowers, etc...

Just to let the people in the office know that someone likes him too.

"Ding! Verification passed!"

With the light in front of him turning green, and the sound of gears turning in the elevator, the elevator began to go up quickly.

"Ding dong!"

The elevator door opened, so he didn't even bother to find out where the so-called training ground was.

As soon as he went out, behind the huge glass wall, he saw a young man, shirtless, waving his fists, beating furiously.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi simply stood outside and watched.

I saw the lean body of the young man, but every inch of muscle seemed to be the product of fine craftsmanship, and every inch of line gave people a strong sense of explosion.

It seemed that the young man in front of him was not alone, but more like a ferocious leopard.

With each move, a gust of wind was generated, whistling on the huge training ground, making people's heart skip a beat.

"Hmph, embroidered legs!" Wangcai sarcastically in a low voice, and at the same time he did not forget to say: "This kind of thing is useless except for resisting spanking. If you make a move, master, teach him to be a man every minute."

"Why teach him to be a man? Isn't it good to be a corpse?"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes turned cold, and there was really a murderous intent in his heart.

The Houston family assassinated themselves again and again, but it was not because they had any fault with themselves.

It was just to make the Wang family fall into the passiveness of public opinion. As for my own life, I'm afraid I didn't even care about it.

Since this is the case, of course I have to pay this debt to the Seventh Young Master in front of me today.

"Baldy Feng!"

At this time, the Seventh Young Master on the martial arts training platform noticed Feng Ying standing outside the glass wall, his face darkened, and he became more and more disgusted with this wretched dog.

If it weren't for his father being an old employee of the Houston family, he had worked hard for the family all his life.

His kind of waste has long been disposed of as garbage.

"Master!"

Ding Xiaoyi imitated Feng Ying's flattering expression, and trotted all the way to the practice stage: "I was dumbfounded when I watched the young master practice boxing just now, and I didn't dare to disturb your interest, so I just stood outside and waited for you to finish fighting, young master." .”

When the young man known as the Seventh Young Master heard the words, his expression softened a lot.

Suddenly, I felt that today's Feng Tuzi is much more pleasing to the eye than before.

"Master, the information you want."

Ding Xiaoyi handed the information to the young man with both hands.

After the young man opened it, he scanned it at a glance, and finished reading the information in less than a minute.

"Wang Zhao..."

He still has a little impression of this person. He is a more promising one among the three generations of the Wang family.

Coupled with extremely high talent, he is also a master who is good at melee combat.

"Hmph, Wang Zhao, in my Asa's eyes, he is just a third-rate character.

What's the value of the information provided by a third-rate character!

The person who beats him only wins half the move?Looks like crap too. "

Asa disdained Wang Zhao very much.

It's just a bastard made by the Wang family's uncle, who doesn't know where.

Luckily, he was accepted into the big house. Do you really think you can compare with Wang's grandson, trade union division head Wang Zhen and others?

"Yes, yes, you are right, this guy Wang Zhao is a rookie, a punch!"

Feng Bald's words on the side undoubtedly made Asa feel very comfortable,

However, just when Asa felt that Baldy Feng didn't seem to be so annoying.

Hearing this guy's voice change, he looked at the smug Asa, and said abruptly, "You're kidding, how much do you think you can do better than him."

"!!!"

Asa's expression froze on his face immediately, his eyes widened and he stared at Baldy Feng in disbelief, even wondering if he was hallucinating for a while.

Faced with Asa's shocked expression, Feng Baldzi took a little booger from his nostrils with his fingers, walked forward, wiped the booger on Asa's shoulder with his already shocked expression, and curled his lips: "What are you looking at? What about you! Garbage!"

Chapter 166: It really is rubbish

When I saw the booger stained on my toned and shiny biceps.

It took five seconds for Asa's eyes to change from confusion, to shock, to anger.

It seems that the brain has not been able to turn the corner.

I don't understand why Feng Baldzi dared to provoke him? ?

Didn't he know that he could blow his head off with one punch? ?

Soon, with the sound of Asa's heavy breathing, these problems were all forgotten, and there were a few bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and he was really blown up by Feng Baldzi.

"You are courting death!"

A punch full of anger hit Feng Baldzi straight in the face.

Unexpectedly, a pair of malnourished Feng Baldy kicked up at the same time.

The feeling of hitting the flesh with a fist is far more comfortable than hitting a sandbag or air.

"what!"

But Asa's screams were undoubtedly even more tragic.

One rolled over and half-kneeled on the ground, tightly covering his lower abdomen with his hands, clenched his teeth tightly and panted heavily, then raised his head to look at Feng Baldzi, and immediately froze.

Feng Baldzi, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, was still standing there, motionless, as if the punch he had just hit was not his face.

"impossible!"

In astonishment, Asa's face suddenly changed: "Who are you, you are not Baldy Feng!"

The punch I just made, let alone a human head, even a steel plate, would have left a mark.

Just a civilian employee, this punch is enough to kill him.

Facing Asa's question, Ding Xiaoyi avoided answering, but just wiped his fingers lightly on his cheek, with a look of neither pain nor itching: "You didn't eat today? Why are you so limp, or are you really... trash! "

Full of sarcasm, coupled with Feng Baldzi's wretched appearance, he is simply a natural hatred harvester.