"This..." After Feng Qingcheng took the token, she ignored it and said, "According to the rules of the black market, you have to open an exclusive account in person."
"Rules? They are meant to be broken." Zhao Fanyun said calmly: "First look at the token in your hand. Based on this, if they dare not do it, they may not want to be in that position anymore."
"ah?"
Feng Qingcheng lowered her head in confusion, and was impressed by the token in her hand, which was engraved with a majestic golden "holy" character. She couldn't help but feel the urge to worship, and said in shock: " Is this the legendary supreme Martial Saint Order?"
She had seen a token with the same specifications but different materials from her master. That one was engraved with the word "zong". The master said that the black market would offer tokens symbolizing noble status to masters and above, and the highest level It is a holy order.
"Yeah." Zhao Fan nodded.
Feng Qingcheng shook her hands and almost dropped the Martial Saint Order on the ground. She asked in surprise: "Brother Fan, are you a Martial Saint?"
"This thing belongs to the master." Zhao Fan smiled. He did not explain much, but warned: "After you go there, it will be exclusive to Wu Zun, not Wu Sheng. Don't let them get it wrong. .”
"Okay..." Feng Qingcheng finally understood why the other party reached the state of transformation at a young age. He dared to have a Martial Saint Master. It felt like he was also at the starting line. Thousands of warriors had two legs, but he was driving Supercar!
Next, Zhao Fan didn't waste any more time, spent money to hire a taxi on the road, and then went to Zhao's house on No. 5 with Shiqi. If he was not in a hurry, he only had two destinations, so there was no need to borrow a car.
Today, he originally planned to break through the middle stage of the pill formation. Although he was not close to success, he still chose to continue investigating, because with the current intensity of Longyang Dan's power, suppressing the resonance of the power of blood, he would not be able to be defeated by the early stage of Wu Zun at most. Sensed.
Zhao Fan was momentarily shocked yesterday, and at this moment, in his opinion, the plan of Zhao Jiaming in the capital should not be as strong as the mid-term Martial Lord, or even in the early stage, like Zhao Baifeng, a half-step Martial Lord. It's almost the upper limit. How can a real martial artist be willing to guard a branch?
When they arrived at the community where No. 5 Zhao's family was located, Zhao Fan and Shiqi got out of the car, one went around the back and climbed over the wall, and the other picked an unoccupied spot and floated down to the ground. After nearly forty minutes, the Zhao family was finally excluded. Just like the Zhao family No. 3, no one, including the head of the family, resonated with the power of his bloodline, and there was nothing abnormal underground.
"Only number 6 is left."
After Zhao Fan got in the car, he told the driver the address and then closed his eyes to rest.
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An hour later, they arrived at Fengtai District, where the Zhao family on the 6th is located. The owner of the family is named Zhao Xihua. It is worth mentioning that the other party does not live in a community, but in a commercial building in a prosperous neighborhood. In name, the whole house is " "Xihua Health Products Company", the tenth floor and above are actually residential buildings, while the lower nine floors are offices.
"Zhu Tou, how do you detect such a tall building?" Shi Qi asked.
"Don't panic, let me think about it." Zhao Fan held his chin and looked at the nearly 40-story building in front of him. There must be many people inside, and even if his body skills were illusory, he might be discovered if he tried to walk through the entire building.
He thought about it and decided to blend in openly.
"Seventeen, you go explore the underground first, and wait for me in the car when you're done." Zhao Fan went to the nearby supermarket to buy a pack of Zhonghua, and walked towards Xihua Health Products Company like a leisurely stroll.
After a while, he appeared outside the gate. He stretched out his hand to greet the old security guard inside and said, "Uncle, please open the door."
"What are you doing?" The old security guard felt that this young man was very strange. He was neither a company employee in professional attire nor a family member of the chairman.
"Me? I'm here to apply for a job." Zhao Fan said matter-of-factly, and at the same time took out the packet of Chinese medicine, opened it, took out a sweet stick and handed it to him.
"Not bad, young man. Other applicants don't know how to deal with the world." The old security guard took the cigarette cheerfully, lit it, took a puff and said, "Come on, register, then enter the gate and turn left. The second door is the Human Resources Department. There’s nothing to say about Xihua’s commission and treatment, I wish you success.”
"Thanks."
Zhao Fan smiled meaningfully, and the next moment, he flashed, rushed into the guard box and stood in front of the old security guard.
"What are you doing?!" Boss An was shocked and angry. He even dropped his cigarette on the ground, and a look of vigilance appeared on his face. But after a moment, his eyes fell into a dull state, and his consciousness seemed to have lost its ability to autonomously, as if he could do anything at will. At the mercy of wood.
"Remember, from now on, I am your distant cousin, named Fan Zhao. I was introduced to Xihua by you, and now I am a trainee security guard of the company..." Zhao Fan said every word for nearly five minutes. It fell into the ears of the old security guard and formed a mark on his soul.
Immediately, the old security guard's eyes returned to their original state. He was confused for three seconds, then noticed the extinguished cigarette on the ground, then picked it up distressedly and said, "Damn, who threw this Chinese away? You're a prodigal."
The old security guard took out the lighter and lit it again, held it in his mouth while smoking, and said to Zhao Fan with a face: "Xiao Zhao, it's your first time to go to work today, and it's working time again, why don't you change your work clothes quickly?" The superiors have found out and will be careful to deduct half a month's salary from you. Really, I brought you here from my hometown and I didn't want to mess around. Your father's medical expenses are still a long way off!"
"I know, cousin." Zhao Fan lowered his head and blamed himself: "I was so excited when I took it back to try it on last night that I scratched a big hole on the nail and I can't wear it anymore..."
"Hey, wait a minute." The old security guard left the post anxiously. He rushed into the Xihua Building anxiously. Not long after, he came back with a brand new security uniform, threw it over and said, "Hurry up and put it on. I'll wait a minute." The dressing table ordered by Zhao Dong's daughter-in-law, the Young Madam, will be delivered to you. You are responsible for bringing the installer up there, and behave well. By the way, the Young Madam's bedroom is in Room 03 on the 35th floor."
"become."
Zhao Fan was so happy. What he just used was the "Memory Expansion Technique", which uses objects as a guide. After the target comes into contact, the memory of the soul will be modified by him at will. This is considered a luxurious pill-forming technique in the "Gongshu Book". Damn it, consume 20% of Longyang Dan's power at one time. Although it was a bit overkill, he didn't feel it was a waste in order to find out the details of the Zhao family on No. 6.
Moreover, it will not cause any damage to the soul of the old security guard. Afterwards, if you recite a mantra when you no longer need it, you can remove the brand.
It's not Zhao Fan's style to affect innocent people, so he can use it with confidence.
At this time, a middle-aged security guard came out of Xihua Building and walked straight into the guard box. He said refreshedly: "The shit I've been holding in for three days is finally down. I feel so comfortable." Then he noticed many things. He saw a young security guard and asked doubtfully: "Old Qian, who is he? A new one came in while I was going to the toilet?"
"This is my cousin, he is officially at work today." Lao Qian introduced him, "Xiaozhao, my name is Brother Xia."
"Hello, Brother Xia." Zhao Fan said in a low voice, pretending to be reserved.
The middle-aged security guard nodded and said with a smile: "You are a very energetic young man, please do your best in the future."
Zhao Fan chatted with them for a few minutes. A truck drove up outside the guard box and stopped. The driver stuck his head out of the window and said, "I'm delivering the dressing table."
"Here you go." Zhao Fan skillfully pressed the switch of the electronic door. He had also worked as a security guard in the past and knew how to operate it.
After the truck drove in, the driver and an installer moved the boxes out of the truck. Zhao Fan, with the encouragement of Lao Qian and the security guard named Xia, led the other party to move the dresser into Xihua Building.
After entering the elevator, Zhao Fan pressed "35" and floated upward.
There was a beeping sound and it was here.
"Be careful, don't break it." Zhao Fan warned, leading them to the door of Room 03, raising his hand and knocking twice, "Young Madam? Your dressing table has been delivered."
The next moment, the door was opened, and a charming young woman came into view, holding a sleeping baby in her arms. However, she looked at Zhao Fan and the installation master with disgust, and said angrily: "The shoe covers are on the ground outside the door. Each person wears three pairs in the box.”
"Three pairs?"
Zhao Fan was stunned and asked: "Isn't this a bit too wasteful?"
"What a fuss. If that's the case, let's get five pairs." The young woman smiled disdainfully and said, "Can you afford to pay for staining my carpet?"
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