At ten o'clock in the morning, Shen Hongbin sent a Mercedes Benz car to pick me up. Anyway, the rich woman already knew about it, so I took a package of prepared things to the car.

The car drove all the way into the Hilton Hotel. Under the escort of two bodyguards, I took the elevator to the luxury conference hall on the top floor. The waiter was preparing. There was a lot of food on the long table. It seemed that there would be a big party.

To be honest, I haven't been to this kind of occasion yet. I'm wearing a jacket and jeans of several hundred yuan each, which is a little restrained.

"Master Zhang, here you are!" Shen Hongbin came over warmly and took me to a private room.

As soon as I entered the room, my eyes suddenly flowed. Did it cross?

The room is arranged like the study of the ancients. On a long pear flower and wood table, there are four treasures of the study. There are many thread bound books on the shelf nearby. An ancient man is sitting at the desk reading a volume of "art of war of Sun Tzu".

T-shirt man stood in the corner without saying a word. Shen Hongbin introduced us to each other, saying that we can't get to know each other without fighting. I hope we can give up the past.

I waved and said, "it doesn't matter. Everyone is also their own. In fact, I've heard a lot about the first Taoist priest."

I can't help laughing when I say that. The T-shirt man has a flat face and doesn't even look at me.

Shen Hongbin took out four contracts from one envelope, two of which were equity transfer and two of which were wills. I glanced at the wills and wrote them professionally, but after careful analysis of the contents, I found that the rich woman could hardly get any money.

"This is for you two. I have guests to entertain." Shen Hongbin said and left.

I look at yuan Chonghuan, who is reading the art of war of Sun Tzu, and ask T-shirt man, "who made this costume for him? And a room like this? "

"Shen Hongbin wants to make him happy." T-shirt man shakes his head.

Of course, I don't have any soul control skills, and the tycoon has been turned into a vegetable by the rich woman. Once yuan Chonghuan's hatred soul leaves the tycoon's body, he will immediately fall down.

These two contracts can't be signed. Let Shen Hongbin find a lawyer to settle them!

At this time, yuan Chonghuan slapped the table: "who are you? Why don't you report your name?"

I was awed by his majesty and replied, "my name is Zhang Jiulin. I'm here to help you."

"Help me? Joke, my Ming Dynasty Wanli rivers and mountains all return to the Manchu Dynasty. What can you do for me? " Yuan Chonghuan said sarcastically.

I asked T-shirt man in a low voice, "did you tell him that it was gone in the early morning?"

T-shirt man lightly replied: "said, useless."

Yuan Chonghuan lost the book, stood up and scolded: "faint King ah faint king, listen to rumors, indiscriminately kill loyal officials."

I had to coax him to say: "you are a living Yuefei. In fact, we all sympathize with you. History has long since cleared you up."

"Yue Fei in the world?" Yuan Chonghuan looked up and shed tears: "Yuefei was just hanged in the storm Pavilion. I suffered more than a thousand times as much as Yuefei!"

Yuan Chonghuan and I were nervous all the time. T-shirt man and I were forced to be spectators nearby. It was about time for me and Yin Xinyue to make an appointment. I had to find a way to calm his mood and coax him out. Otherwise, I'll drag and pull. I'm sure I'll bring all the bodyguards here.

So I patiently said to him, how miserable was the Qing Dynasty, how miserable was Huang Taiji's death, and of course, how Chongzhen emperor who killed him was forced to flee, hanged himself on the coal mountain, and his body was also divided by the rebel's disorderly knife.

Hearing this, yuan Chonghuan suddenly burst into tears, crying and shouting for the holy master, which scared me.

He has been educated in loyalty and patriotism all his life. He has been defending the Daming River and mountain all his life. Surely he is in a very complicated mood now?

At this time, Yin Xinyue sent a message: "brother Zhang, I park my car in the shopping mall south of the hotel. Come out quickly."

I winked at the T-shirt man and then said to Yuan Chonghuan: "that General yuan, do you want to see your tomb? There are countless posterity's comments on it. "

"Really?" He asked, looking up.

"Of course!" I nodded.

Yuan Chonghuan thought for a moment and said, "if I can, I want to see the place where the Holy One died. It's my duty to be a minister of Daming!"

Do you want to be so stupid? I thought to myself, but my mouth was full of promise, saying that I had a tin carriage that could run fast and travel thousands of miles every day.

Yuan Chonghuan looked at me contemptuously: "do you mean cars?"

He used to come and go by car. He already knew the product of modern technology. I blushed. It seems that I underestimated the cognitive ability of the ancients.

I didn't expect yuan Chonghuan to agree so smoothly. I was overjoyed and took out the ready casual clothes from my bag and asked him to replace them.

Yuan Chonghuan angrily denounced that these short clothes and short sleeves were all "full of demon clothes". I explained to him that they would be recognized if they were not like this. Finally, he reluctantly replaced them.Once you wear sunglasses, you are an ordinary uncle.

I was about to push the door, T-shirt man said a slow voice, he recited the pithy formula, and the path boy slowly appeared in front of us.

I guess the T-shirt man wants to use the trail boy to explore the road, so as to avoid the bodyguards patrolling in the corridor. It's convenient for the kid.

Five minutes later, the T-shirt man suddenly opened the door. There was no one outside. We took yuan Chonghuan to the emergency passage. There are more than 40 floors in this hotel. It's fatal to run all the way down. After walking several floors, we entered a delivery elevator and went down to the first floor.

As a result, there are many bodyguards hired by Shen Hongbin and people from his company in the hall on the first floor. It seems impractical to go out in such a big way.

I said to the T-shirt man, "get out of the underground parking lot!"

When we came to the underground floor, yuan Chonghuan's face suddenly became strange. His face was pale, and sweat was constantly oozing on his forehead. I asked him what was wrong with him. He just shook his head.

"Here comes someone!" T-shirt man said, dragging us to the secret corner.

A truck drove into the underground parking lot, carrying a heavy object. From the outline, it was clearly a cannon.

I scolded secretly. The rich woman actually brought the red cannon here. Fortunately, we should start first, or the tycoon will be robbed first.

Yuan Chonghuan's expression is more and more strange. His grudge is lodged on the cannon, which is equivalent to his body. Now the cannon is "refined" into a weapon, and his soul can sense the evil power.

I reached out and patted yuan Chonghuan to see if he had anything to do. He suddenly opened my hand and said, "you despicable people, one by one, want to use me! Don't think about it! Don't think about it! "

And he ran away.

I took a look at the T-shirt man in amazement and rushed to catch up.

The two bodyguards on the truck heard the noise and immediately ran after us. Instead of caring about us, they went straight to chase yuan Chonghuan.

The bodyguards are all professionally trained and run as fast as leopards. They are about to catch yuan Chonghuan.

"No, what can you do about them?" I asked T-shirt man.

"Yes, yes..." T-shirt men frown, seems reluctant to use, but any means to deal with the living, how much is a negative effect.

He took out a cloth pocket tied with a red rope from his bosom. It was about the size of a palm. It was embroidered with a ferocious Zhong Kui. On his left foot was a little ghost. On his right hand was a little ghost eating.

Just as he was about to open his bag, I grabbed him.

I know it's called "ghost bag". It's mentioned in Grandpa's notes. It's extremely fierce and difficult to get. It must be filled with the devil who collected the T-shirt before.

Since I put forward the plan of kidnapping tycoon, the consequences should be borne by me! Without hesitation, I pulled the rope away, and suddenly felt a chill in my body. The lights in the underground parking lot began to flash. Two clouds of black fog swirled around and chased the two bodyguards. They slowly turned into human shapes. They were actually the enemies of a couple.

"Ah!"

The scream of horror came from that direction. When I ran past, I found that two bodyguards were haunted by evil spirits. They were desperately colliding against the pillar, smashing their heads to the ground. At last, they fainted.

"You should know that every time you hurt someone with a ghost bag, you have to take off half a year's life." T-shirt man suddenly grabbed my clothes and said coldly.

"Don't take your life for granted."

Although he was still that expressionless face, I knew he was angry. I had never seen him angry before.

"I can't ask you to bear the consequences for me!" I said.

"I'm different from you. It doesn't matter how many Yang Shou I take away..." T-shirt man then picked up the ghost bag on the ground, recited the incantation, and took the couple's ghost back into the bag.