Start from the old nine gates

Chapter 109 Sombra 2
At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

A foreigner wearing a dark suit and holding a light gray briefcase slowly walked into the territory of the Revolutionary Army.

"Beate, why are you here?"

In the yard

Chen Yuan looked at Beata in front of him, and frowned slightly. He thought that for this transaction, it would be fine to just send someone who is proficient in finance.

"Master, this is what Butler Walter asked me to hand over to you. He said it was very important and must be handed over to you personally."

As he spoke, Beat took out a letter from his briefcase and handed it over.

"problem occurs."

Chen Yuan glanced at Beata, and then at the letter in his hand.

Reach out and take it, open your hand
The handwriting that belonged exclusively to Butler Walter fell clearly into his eyes.

The content seems to be a lot, but it can be summed up in one sentence.

Umbrella started.

In Los Angeles at this moment, every night falls is the beginning of a great war.

Butler Walter's tone in the letter was urgent.

"Nemesis, Licker, Evolutionary, Tyrant."

Looking at the words that appeared in his heart, Chen Yuan said to himself, it seems that the other party really moved this time, and while thinking about it, he lightly tapped the table with his white fingers.

"This umbrella company, the time to find it is really the key, and it happens to be when I'm not around!"

When you hit a snake, hit it seven inches, while the person in charge is away.

This time, the umbrella company's attack speed and violence are beyond imagination.

Beat stood aside, looking very anxious. At his level, he could almost understand some of the company's secrets.

Taking advantage of Chen Yuan's long-standing power, Beate could only wait slowly at this moment.

Boom, boom.

The knocking sound was very clear in this silent room.

Chen Yuan folded his five fingers together and held the letter in his hand into a ball. With a ray of fire lighting up, the paper ball in his hand was quickly turned into a ball of ashes.

"I know about this."

Chen Yuan had already made a decision in his mind, and said flatly: "You stay here first, and complete the business here. I have one more thing to do. After finishing, you will meet me on the Serumbiat."

"Okay, you go down first."

Looking at Beate who was still standing aside, he sent him away.

"Mr. Chen, why don't you stay for a while." The deputy chief of staff asked.

Chen Yuan approached the deputy chief of staff and explained his purpose.

"I'm afraid it won't work. My company in the United States has a problem. I need to go back as soon as possible." Chen Yuan said flatly.

My company, upon hearing this word, confirmed some thoughts in my mind.

"Master Chen, then our deal."

the deputy general staff officer asked.

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact on our transaction." Chen Yuan responded.

Looking at Chen Yuan's plain expression, I felt a little suspicious in my heart, it didn't look like there was anything wrong, but that's all for the dialect.

The deputy chief of staff can't stay too much, he can only let him go.

After speaking.

Chen Yuan returned to his temporary residence, sat on the chair, seemed to be asleep, like a sculpture, motionless.

Until night fell, a black shadow fell into the window.

"You finally came."

Chen Yuan opened his eyes slightly and looked towards the door. A breeze blew by, and the wooden door opened. A figure in black stood at the door. The reason why he informed the deputy chief of staff of his departure was to use the other party's hand to inform the man in black. .

"senior."

The man in black bowed his head slightly to show respect.

"I've made up my mind, and I really want to see Mr. Jiang."

The language was extremely plain, as if he was going to see that people were nothing more than ordinary people, but the man in black couldn't help but pause when he heard the words, thinking of those people's promises, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Seeing Chen Yuan get up from the corner of the eye, he subconsciously wanted to run away, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't move.

In his eyes, Chen Yuan stood up slowly like a sacred mountain.

"Why, you're scared."

Feeling the other party's heartbeat becoming more and more rapid, and the surging blood rushing.

Fingers as white as jade lightly landed on the other's shoulder.

"Perfect."

This is the man in black. It was the first time he had seen such beautiful fingers. The so-called beauties he had seen before were instantly dimmed in front of these jade hands.

What followed was boundless fear.

"senior."

A slightly trembling voice sounded, it was a crisp female voice.

"You thought I wanted to kill you."

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth, feeling the somewhat distinctive smooth and tender skin, he patted it lightly twice, as if to reassure the other party, and then calmly said: "I just want to warn you, you are a girl , it’s best to stop after doing this this time! No matter what the reason is, spies are not that easy to do.”

Walking to the middle of the yard, after noticing the other party's departure, he raised his palm, and a green sprout fell into his hand, and a deep voice came.

"Spring is here, and this famine is about to pass."

This time, Beate not only came to the United States, passing through Henan, but also brought the news of his new city. In this way, with the arrival of a new batch of grain.

The population of Xincheng has reached a staggering 50 in a historic breakthrough, and it is still increasing slowly.

This is almost approaching the limit.

It's not a shortage of food, but political considerations. The reason why the new city can develop smoothly is nothing more than the deterrence of the secluded pavilion and the stickiness of a couple.

If you want to expand, some people may not be able to help but do it.

Politics is just a way to divide up interests.

Chen Yuan can also feel that the power of faith in the dark has gradually become sparse. Only after hundreds of people prayed devoutly for a month can a ray of power of faith be born, and only a hundred strands of power of faith can be condensed into one. A drop of power.

At this moment, in Chen Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, twelve drops of divine power are quietly floating, and around them, there is also the power of faith floating like a dream.

Still, it's not bad.

Things like belief can only be obtained more easily when people are desperate and ignorant.

I am very satisfied to have such an unexpected surprise.

On the other hand, that King Xian is really a bit scary.

I just don't know if the so-called Queen of Essence, the imaginary space, and the future prediction are all true. Countless thoughts are intertwined, and thoughts about the tomb are pouring out one by one, and Chen Yuan is more and more happy.

Because the more miraculous this world is, it means that he is far from reaching the end of his cultivation.

back into the house,
A breeze blew past, and the wooden door closed again.

A round of bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the silvery white moonlight shines down, and some of it is projected in through the window, reflecting a figure sitting cross-legged on the bed.

(End of this chapter)