Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 322

"That's really not you?" Huang Long asked again.

"It's definitely not me." Fan Denglong said decisively, "Since my friend is safe, I'd better refund the ticket."

"Return it, I will come to you in three days at most." Huang Long smiled.

"What do you want me for? I'm very busy recently."

Fan Denglong was really not joking. The centennial celebration of Longcheng No. [-] Middle School is about to open, and he has already been treated as a special guest, and he will return to his alma mater to give a speech.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes," Huang Long hung up the phone, and said mysteriously, "Since it's not you, why did you ask such detailed questions last night? It's as if you were there in person."

This is Fan Denglong's biggest flaw. The phone call after arriving in the Southwest last night revealed a big flaw, but Huanglong didn't say anything.

"Head, the fighter planes from the military region are back, and there is nothing to be gained in the mountains."

Huang Long's subordinates came in to report, Huang Long was not surprised by this result at all.What happened last night, by the time the Southwest Military Region reacted, those people from the rivers and lakes would have come and gone without a trace.

"The seniors who escorted Wuhun to board the plane, let's return to the capital now. In addition, tell the people in charge of each area to keep their eyes open for me to ensure that no one in the world will make trouble in a short time."

It can be said that Wuhun suffered a serious injury last night, mainly because of a serious intelligence error, the other party quietly emerged five Houtian masters, if Tian Mingzi hadn't led the team, it might not have been possible yesterday. In the evening, the entire army was wiped out.

The reason why the Tianji people were not slaughtered by the Tianmo sect last night was because they represented the state's public weapons in a sense.

Those who kill Tianji will be waiting for countless spears and shells. There is no martial artist in the world who dares to be so arrogant.

The weakening of Wuhun's power is tantamount to invisibly boosting the status of Tianji.

Huang Long was planning in his heart how to further strengthen his voice in Wuhun after returning, and Fan Denglong would be his most important bargaining chip.

Fan Denglong had no time to pay attention to the Southwest affairs, he was taking Yu Banghan and Zhou Jinpeng to the airport in the provincial capital.

The two were going to Beijing to discuss cooperation matters with the people from the TV station. On the way, Yu Banghan said that he was under a lot of pressure.

He used to be just a small construction worker, the place he has been to is the construction site, no matter how far he travels, he is tossing around in Hu Province, and the people he has dealt with most are the big and small Baotou on the construction site.

I have never been in contact with a more upscale society, and I never thought that one day I would go to the capital city with Fat Brother to discuss cooperation with people from the TV station.

"People always have to learn to grow. They stay at the bottom of the well and never know how wide the sky is. I gave you a ladder. You just need to try your best to climb up. One day, you will find that you No worse than those successful people."

No one knows what kind of person they will become in the future, but they can see the future more and more clearly step by step.

"Boss Fan is speaking more and more philosophically now," Zhou Jinpeng joked with a smile. After Fan Denglong said this, his uneasiness suddenly eased, and most of them were unconvinced.

Yes, God does not stipulate who will be the eternal little person. As long as there is an idea of ​​not admitting defeat and a determination that ten cows can't pull back, no matter how sad the hurdle is, it will slowly climb over.

"Remember the reserve price I gave you, try your best to use your three-inch tongue, and call me if you really don't want to give in."

When Huanglong looked back to the city, Fan Denglong was full of confidence.

This drink was distributed across the country under Huang Long's instructions, and it also has a very important meaning. He will definitely contribute to the promotional efforts.

After sending the two of them on the plane, Fan Denglong didn't stop in the provincial capital, and went straight back to Zhujiachong.

The busy time has passed, and I usually go up the mountain occasionally to plant two fruit trees, or follow his mountain patrol team into the mountain to see the two blind bears.

He found time to send the red fruit that had already borne fruit to the hospital for testing, but the doctor told him that this kind of fruit is full of anger, so it's best not to eat it lightly, otherwise it may be a little dangerous.

And even if you need to use this, a small bite is enough, if you eat too much, it is easy to burst blood vessels and die.

Hearing this, Fan Denglong was in a cold sweat instantly. He just swallowed one at the beginning.

In the evening, Fan Denglong took out the cloth bag while reviewing the prescriptions, and looked at the Liquan sword Chen put inside.

The Liquan Sword is definitely a disaster for Zhu Jiachong, and it must not be released. The disaster caused by the Snake King last time almost prevented Fan Denglong from collapsing.

"Oh, what is your origin?"

The Liquan sword quietly floated in the cloth bag, and Fan Denglong would pour in a drop of spiritual liquid from time to time. The Liquan sword that had absorbed the spiritual energy exuded a white light all over its body, as if shrouded in a layer of white mist. People feel very mysterious.

A magic weapon that is not weaker than a long spear, but Fan Denglong knows nothing about its origin.

Fortunately, it was willing to stay in the bag quietly, otherwise it would be Fan Denlong's turn to have a headache.

After Xia Qingyi returned to the teacher's gate, he called Fan Denglong and asked about the whereabouts of the Liquan sword. At this time, Fan Denglong naturally opened his eyes and told nonsense.

It is said that Jun Wuzui, the head of the Tianmo Sect, took it away. He and Jun Wuzui fought for [-] rounds, but in the end they couldn't get any benefits from the opponent, so they could only watch Jun Wuzui leave with the Liquan Sword .

Once he got what he got, he would definitely not be able to return it.

Not only in Baihua Valley, but in the whole Jianghu, no one knows better than Fan Denglong how to use the Liquan sword. Sending it back is tantamount to making the magic weapon dusty.

What's more, Xia Qingyi had agreed at the beginning that as long as he rescued him, he was willing to offer the Liquan sword.

Xia Qingyi firmly believes in this, Jun Wuzui is an acquired master, it is already very remarkable that an unreliable hero can rescue himself from his hands.

Speaking of Jun Wuzui, Fan Denglong also remembered that this guy was still in his bag.

I hurried to the rolling mountains, opened the cloth bag and let him out to ventilate. I haven't eaten for a long time, and I don't know if he starved to death.

Jun Wuzui's wound hadn't healed yet, and when he was released, he asked in surprise, "Is this the Immortal Doctor's School?"

When Fan Denglong deceived Chang Ji before, he used silver needles to prick the acupoints, which immediately made Jun Wuzui mistakenly think that this guy is a descendant of the immortal doctor.

(End of this chapter)