Chapter 51 Crazy Night: Is it my turn?

Style: Science Author: Sesshu MutsukiWords: 2218Update Time: 24/01/12 02:07:26
Different from the meeting, when the meeting ended, almost all the elders nodded to Ji Qinglin before leaving. When everyone left, Lei Qiuyun came to Ji Qinglin with a shocked look on his face.

"Teacher, I didn't expect you... you are actually the keeper of the Xindong Street Chamber of Commerce."

Keeper?

Ji Qinglin said in his heart that another person watching the meeting appeared? But if you can hide your abilities in this way and avoid being questioned, it doesn't matter what you are called.

"It doesn't matter whether you stick to the meeting or not. At least I'll help you give these elders a reassurance today. The specific management in the future will be up to you."

Lei Qiuyun nodded sincerely and said:

"Thanks to the teacher's intervention, the internal situation has been temporarily stabilized. I'm just worried that in the next cultivation competition, Xindong Street may be isolated and targeted by other chambers of commerce."

Ji Qinglin also thought of this and added:

"So it is essential to unite vertically and horizontally in advance. You must know that the cultivation competition is a land grab. If we want not to be isolated, before that we must find allies who can cooperate or giant companies who can support us."

"That's right, after the internal affairs are over, I will immediately start preparations."

After hearing what had happened, Yu Ye asked:

"Sister Qiuyun, do you have a medical kit here?"

"Huh? There's one in the president's room next door, but what do you want?"

Yuye frowned and raised his master Ji Qinglin's right arm.

"If there is any, I will help the master deal with it first."

It turned out that Ji Qinglin's last punch hit the wall, and a bloody gash was cut on the back of his hand. It was nothing, but the sharp-eyed Yu Ye discovered it.

Ji Qinglin smiled and said:

"It's just a small wound. Don't make me look like a frail little girl, okay?"

Ignoring Ji Qinglin's rebuttal, Yuye took her master to the president's room next door and began cleaning and treating the wounds on the back of her hands.

"Teacher, please rest first. I will inform you as soon as possible if there is any news from my father. It's really troublesome for you today."

After Lei Qiuyun bowed deeply, she went to deal with the internal affairs of the Chamber of Commerce. With the teacher as the "Guardian", her confidence as the acting president was finally a little stronger. She just thought about the teacher being treated by other elders over the years. They despised him, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Ji Qinglin let out a long sigh, thinking that there was finally nothing wrong. He lowered his head and saw Yu Ye who was carefully applying medicine to himself.

"Okay Yuye, this little injury...hiss! Be gentle, gentle."

Yu Ye heard her master's harsh words and deliberately pressed the cotton wool down, muttering:

"You don't have to use weapons. Why do you have to fight with fists and kicks?"

"It's not about killing people. Besides, as a teacher, I'm afraid that too much information will be exposed and spread, which will make it difficult to fight in the next game."

Yuye's apricot eyes widened slightly and she pouted her little mouth and hummed softly:

"It's obviously a matter of the Chamber of Commerce, why do you need Master, an elder, to take care of it?"

Ji Qinglin looked at the back of his finished hand, smiled and reached out to flick Yu Ye's nose:

"You're heartless again, aren't you? I'm not interested in caring about other people as teachers, but the president is indeed very kind to our masters and disciples."

Mentioning President Lei Qiong, Yu Ye was slightly worried:

"Master, what kind of master do you think is capable of defeating the president? Will it be the 'one god, four saints, nine people ruling the roost' you mentioned before?"

Ji Qinglin carefully analyzed:

"It is said that when President Lei Qiong was at the peak of his youth, he challenged the previous Wu Weixiong who specialized in physical training. Although he failed, he still reached the threshold of Jiuxiong.

The 'One God and the Four Saints', as beings who have reached unknown levels of cultivation, generally do not participate in such secular disputes. Jiuxiong is a person with strong overall strength and a skill to become invincible in the secular world. Of course, the title of Jiuxiong can also be challenged. As long as the current hero is defeated in that training field, he can replace it.

If one of the nine heroes comes here, he will indeed have the strength to defeat President Lei Qiong, but those nine have their own territory, so there seems to be no need to come here and beat the president before leaving. And we still can’t confirm whether the president was tricked. After going through several battles, Yu Ye, you should also know that in a fight, it doesn't necessarily mean whoever is stronger will win. "

Yuye thought about Sangfeng, Duan Tianpeng and today's Yujizi. It seems that the master does not fight unprepared battles.

Yuye: No wonder no one has ever suffered three blows from the master.

Crazy Night: Not necessarily. For example, the last time you suffered three attacks from Master, you just had your clothes stripped off. It would be enough to brag if you tell anyone about it in the future.

Yuye: Shut up!

Yuye said worriedly:

"Master, if the other party knows that you have re-established the Chamber of Commerce and challenges you again, are you sure you can deal with it?"

Ji Qinglin held his chin and thought:

"Judging from the situation at the scene, if the courtyard was beaten like that with one move, Weishi might not be his opponent in front of him, but he did not kill the president, which means that the other party has some bottom line, so Weishi's chance of winning is also Ten percent more."

"Ah? What's the relationship between the two?"

"If we really fight, I can make sure that my bottom line is lower than the opponent's."

"..."

Crazy Night: The heroes see the same thing!

Yuye: We have similar odors, right?

Crazy Night: Considering the martial arts master has shown so far, I wouldn’t be surprised if he draws his gun directly in the next fight.

Ji Qinglin stood up, stretched his shoulders, and added:

"Besides, I think the person who injured the president will not come back again."

"Master, why did you say this?"

"If the assassin is seeking revenge, there is no need to keep President Chang alive, at least I won't. There is no need to go to such trouble to seek wealth, and fame is not so low-key. A man comes to your house and beats you up. He lost the ability to resist and then left. If you weren't teasing his wife, then he most likely came to rob your house of something."

"Disciple understands!"

"Oh? Do you understand what?"

"Disciple, I will go back and hang up my part-time detective business under the sign of the grocery store."

Ji Qinglin rubbed Yuye's little head:

"You're still talking nonsense! Let's go home. You've almost finished training your body, and now you have to refine your soul."

"Soul refining? Isn't it a little early?"

"When the time comes, other chambers of commerce in Xiuzhen University will probably target us specifically. I can protect you as a teacher off the stage, but you still expect me to kick the referee off as a teacher on stage? Practice one thing early and one thing at a time."

Crazy Night: I’m finally showing off to the areas I’m good at!

Yu Ye: Still making trouble, Master entered the virtual space and saw you and me. How do you explain it?

Crazy Night: Split personality!

Yu Ye: I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it from the master's fiery eyes.

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The master and apprentice returned to the grocery store. Just as Ji Qinglin was about to contact Zhang Huaimin and ask him to provide him with a virtual space soul refining operating system and server, a message was received on his computer.

"Yuye, it seems someone is going to send us equipment."

Yu Ye, who had just taken off his clothes when he got home, didn't understand what was going on. He came over to take a look and saw two lines of small words displayed on the screen.

Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will be alone at the Misery Cafe, wearing sunglasses.

——Master Tang.