early morning.

Sulu was biting a steamed stuffed bun and wondering if he was going to watch the excitement today, when he suddenly brushed a local news on his mobile phone.

"Well known young entrepreneurs in this city sent to hospital due to food poisoning!"

Compared with paper newspapers, online news has a stronger gossip attribute and dares to disclose information in order to attract attention.

"It is reported that... When Cheng Feng himself was carried to the ambulance, his appearance was very indecent and suspected..."

Next to it, there is a picture of mosaics, which makes people daydream infinitely.

Even Sulu was a little surprised: "what did he do?"

Because the photo was too vague, he didn't see the mysterious Rune on Cheng Feng, otherwise he would know everything.

……

Seven days later.

The renovated "late night canteen" reopened.

The newly renovated Baijing restaurant has added partitions and murals, which looks a little more stylish, like a leisure quiet bar, with all kinds of drinks on the counter.

As for the business hours, it was changed to 9:00 to 11:00 in the evening.

"I don't stay up late. I stayed up late and died suddenly once before. I won't come again."

Sulu said to himself.

Anyway, people who really eat are unlikely to choose this point.

The resulting impact is that customers are further reduced. Of course, there are some new audiences, such as those who want to have a snack.

He opened his business normally, listening to the gossip of drinkers and occasionally feeding crows.

It's not that you don't want to move, but that the level of spiritual tide recovery is too low to do anything you want.

Even Li Weiwei, as far as he knows, didn't quit his job and still worked hard every day.

It seems that many exercise programs have been added. Recently, they should be more flexible.

"Boss, have a bottle of beer and get some wine and vegetables."

That night.

A young man in sunglasses came into the shop and said.

"Oh?"

Sulu glanced at his eyes and smiled more: "OK!"

He recognized that this man was a former acquaintance, Cheng Feng, who was reported to have been sent to the hospital with food poisoning!

'This guy... Has succeeded in taking office? It seems that there is something inside about being sent to the hospital before. "

Sulu said quietly in his heart and sent two bottles of iced beer and some small dishes: "you haven't come for a while. This bottle of wine is on me."

"Thanks!"

Cheng Feng poured himself a cup and got bored. A very embarrassed expression appeared on his face: "now... Alas... I have no face to see anyone."

"What happened?"

Sulu sat down and poured himself a glass.

"They... Alas..." Cheng Feng seems to have a stomach of bitter water, At this time, I vented: "I just did something special in the villa... Well, as a result, the doctor came... Come on, I was scared like something. I called an ambulance directly. I was all right, but I just fainted... More importantly, I didn't know to dress me! I was photographed by tabloid reporters..."

He took off his sunglasses: "if it weren't for a blessing in disguise, I'd be dying. It's you... It's well decorated and has a lot of style."

"Thank you for your love..."

Su Lu waved his hand: "it's a pity that I didn't see Master Wang Chaoqun challenge your guild hall..."

"No pity, no pity! Master Wang... There is real kung fu."

Cheng Feng seemed to think of something, and his face became mysterious: "boss... Do you believe in internal power?"

He was not such a careless person, but he didn't know why. After a few words, he thought Sulu was a friend he could make deep friends with.

Besides, foreigners are addicted to internal force. What's the relationship between chatting?

"Internal force? Ancient martial arts?"

Sulu sipped hops: "I don't know... Maybe."

"Tell you..."

Cheng Feng had an expression of "I have strong material" on his face: "Master Wang Chaoqun is an expert who can practice internal power!"

"Oh, that's it."

Sulu made a surprised expression, but that's it.

"If you don't believe it, I tell you, I..."

Cheng Feng was only hypnotized, not a fool. He looked around and shut up.

"Come... Drink."

Sulu smiled and had a drink with him and went back to the counter.

What Cheng Feng said just now is nothing even if it is heard, but today's customers happen to have Li Weiwei.

This [Whisperer] has been staring at Cheng Feng and all his thoughts.

"It looks like this. Maybe I'll become a gathering place for mystics. There's a rudiment of power..."

Su Lu saw Cheng Feng drown his sorrows with wine until he closed the door and left. Behind him, Li followed him slightly and couldn't help smiling.

"Ah Da, you follow up too. Be careful not to be caught by the probe!"

In the dark, the sound of fluttering wings flashed away.

……

Cheng Feng drank very well. Even if he called some later, he was still very sober and came to a parking lot.

"It's also good to come out and relax once in a while."

"I am already an extraordinary person. I have internal power and become an ancient warrior. Alas... Concealing ordinary people can't give me too much pleasure..."

He thought with a sad look on his face.

"Mr. Cheng Feng, please wait a minute."

Just then, a man came out of the darkness.

He was dressed in a black suit, with handsome facial features and some characteristics of mixed race.

"Who are you?"

Cheng Feng narrowed his eyes. He didn't know the man.

"I come from the eye of ancient gods. I am a borderless friendly cooperation organization serving the extraordinary. I would like to invite Mr. Cheng Feng to join us."

The hybrid speaks fluent Mandarin.

"You... Know my extraordinary identity?" Cheng Feng's pupil shrinks.

"Hehe... Mr. Cheng Feng made a high profile some time ago. If you investigate again, you will know everything."

The hybrid smiled, giving people a proud temperament that everything is under control: "you can call me Mr. Robinson. In fact, what the organization really wants to invite is Mr. Wang Chaoqun. When you join, I will find him."

"What if... I refuse?"

Cheng Feng looked cold: "what are you? Let me join, I'll join, I don't want face?"

"You are rejecting the invitation of a distinguished 'new human'."

Robinson's expression was also cold: "maybe you don't know, we... Are different!"

The golden pen he was playing with suddenly suspended and floated in the air. The cap was turned open and the tip of the pen was exposed like an arrow.

"[mindfulness master]?"

Cheng Feng's expression changed.

After his last dream, he frantically searched for clues. Naturally, he also logged in to some secret forums and learned 'the truth of the world'.

I know that at this stage, the combat power of [Nianli division] is the first. No wonder it dares to expand so much!