City: Counterattack from the villain

There are not many documents. Although it is in a file bag, it is only a few sheets of paper after opening. There are not many records about the development history of the Supervisory Committee. It seems that his level is not enough, and Lin Moyuan will not be in this regard. Every penny must be compared.

The rest are some duties that should be performed. Although hundreds of words are eloquent, but frankly speaking, if you encounter a problem in Yunhai City that cannot be solved by the internal strength experts of the Supervision Committee, then Lin Moyuan will take the lead. Judging, Shen San believes that Lin Moyuan has the strength of a master of inner strength.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is a work card-like thing in the file bag. There are no signs on it, only a string of numbers, but I can't tell what material it is made of. It is thick and feels very Comfortable.

Shen San said with a smile:

"There is no photo, no profile, but everyone who should know knows what kind of certificate it is. Don't underestimate this certificate. If it is lost and used by someone with a heart, then we will be in big trouble!"

Lin Moyuan looked at the numbers engraved in Chinese on it with some curiosity. There are six numbers in total, [-]. Does it have any representative meaning?

After expressing his question, Shen San said with a smile:

"It's okay if you look at it that way. In fact, we don't know the meaning of this string of numbers. Our entire brigade starts with [-]. Maybe it's for better identification."

Lin Moyuan nodded half-understood, and then put the certificate away. It looked like it was put in the inner pocket of his clothes, but it was actually put in the system space. Although the system didn't respond, the system space It can be used normally, just like the eye of true sight and spiritual eye.

After checking the document again and again, Lin Moyuan signed his name on it. Shen San still had a smile on his face. After seeing Lin Moyuan signed the document, his smile became more obvious. Lin Moyuan didn't care, he Of course, because of Shen San's approachable appearance, he would not be regarded as some good old man who can be fooled.

In fact, people with squinting eyes are real monsters. If nothing else, they must be at the level of old monsters. If you underestimate these people, you will definitely pay the price.

It has been an hour since Lin Moyuan left the workshop, and Feng Bing has been ordered to follow Lin Moyuan directly. At that time, he will go to Mojia and Shangding Town with Lin Moyuan. With such a powerful help, Lin Moyuan Of course he would not refuse, but standing at the door of the abandoned workshop, Lin Moyuan looked at the gloomy sky outside, feeling as if he had passed away.

Feng Bing was very surprised, put his hands in his sleeves, and asked curiously: "What's the matter? What are you thinking?"

Lin Moyuan shook his head slowly, and said:

"Just a month ago, I didn't know what was wrong with my inner strength. I just wanted to deal with the Xing family, so that Lin's group could develop smoothly in Gangdong City, and then complete what my father didn't do. A dream that can be fulfilled, leading the Lin Group into the top ten in the world!"

"But a month later, standing here, I didn't expect another world to appear in my life, a world that was completely unfamiliar to me, all the inner strength masters, turning strength masters, and supervisory committees all came out. It's an unreal feeling!"

Feng Bing smiled and said:

"I can tell you responsibly that this is not a dream. There are always many things in this world that people cannot understand. For example, there is ham in the pancake fruit. This is simply crooked!"

As soon as Feng Bing finished speaking, he let out a cry of pain. It turned out to be Shen San who was still smiling. Shen San said helplessly:
"Your brain is full of these useless things. By the way, Lin Moyuan, how did you know the name Taihe Mountain?"

Lin Moyuan smiled when he heard this, turned around and said:

"I've dreamed about it in my dream, so there's no need to take it seriously, right?"

Feng Bing didn't care, but Shen San's expression changed, and then he subconsciously asked:

"Then what have you been dreaming about?"

Lin Moyuan thought for a while and said, "I dreamed of an old man. I don't know his name, but I just know that the place is called Taihe Mountain."

Lin Moyuan concealed a lot of things, because there are too many uncertain factors, what are these people going to do?What does it have to do with Taihe Mountain?If you say it rashly, you will put yourself in danger.

As for whether Shen San could see that Lin Moyuan was hiding something, that was his problem, so what if he saw it?So what if you can't see it?
Lin Moyuan also knew one thing, that is Mount Taihe, in his world, it was called Mount Wudang!
But it's useless to talk about it. No one in the whole world knows where Wudang Mountain is.

Naturally, no one would care about these mysterious and mysterious things.

The only thing Lin Moyuan knew was that this time he could use the tiger's skin as a banner!

However, Feng Bing and Lin Moyuan had an agreement before that no one could be killed, and the rest is easy to talk about. If someone is killed, it is not a trivial matter. Lin Moyuan naturally nodded to express his understanding. It seems that the dialect can only adapt to the situation. , even if the dialect cannot be solved directly, there must be a way to make the dialect be taken away by the supervision committee!

Don't let Dialect walk around outside at will, otherwise, according to Dialect's ability, the role he can play is simply too tricky, not to mention anything else, if Dialect has anything to do with the people in Shangding Town, then This amulet is not so easy to avoid.

Feng Bing sat in Lin Moyuan's co-pilot, looked at the car curiously, and said:
"I thought you, the chairman, are rich and well-fed every day, and you will bring a driver for this meeting, and then make some ostentation or something."

Lin Moyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said:
"I'm rich, and I'm not sick. What do I do here? What kind of organization is the supervision committee? You know this better than me, right?"

Feng Bing patted the seat with a smile and said:

"Didn't you look like you were all Mercedes-Benz and BMW before? Can you get used to sitting in a 10,000+ car?"

Lin Moyuan sighed slowly, and said:

"A car is a means of transportation. What do you want to do so much?"

Could this Feng Bing be a chatterbox?

Feng Bing scratched his head and said:
"I think riding in a luxury car is very elegant! If I had a luxury car, I would like to drive the entire distance from the restaurant to the toilet!"

Hearing this, Lin Moyuan slapped himself on the forehead.