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"For example, the one you were chasing before, Liu Ling, who relied on the magic weapon you refined to do evil things."
Ma Xianhong said sarcastically: "You even know about Liu Ling's affairs. The company's intelligence is indeed very good."
Zhang Chulan said bluntly: "The company has noticed Liu Ling for a long time, and Chen Duo has been chasing her. If you hadn't intercepted her first, maybe she would not have died in your hands, but in the hands of the company."
"The reason why Jiejiao fell is because of the mixed good and bad people in it, sometimes even disobeying the orders of Tongtian Sect Master, showing off their power under the guise of Jiejiao, and ruining Jiejiao's reputation. This is a lesson learned from the past. Why does your new Jiejiao make the same mistake again?"
Just as Ma Xianhong was about to reply, Zhang Chulan spoke first, "Let's talk about Bi Yuan again. He is an old hand. Could it be that he didn't see what you didn't see?"
"But not only did he not warn you, he even deliberately fanned the flames. Through his channels, he made your Biyou Village famous within a certain range, attracting more people."
"He is assisting you diligently. He has no good intentions at all. He just wants to see how far you can go and whether your new skills can do it."
"There's Liu Ling in front and Bi Yuan behind. Ma Xianhong, don't you understand? No one cares about your new skills! They are all using you!"
"You fart!"
Ma Xianhong was furious, he didn't care about other things, even the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements could be easily passed on to others, but the New Cut and the Self-cultivation Furnace were his lifeblood.
'Very good, Ma Xianhong's attention has been diverted.'
Zhang Chulan nodded secretly and said coldly: "No one actually believes in your ambitions."
Qiu Rang retorted indignantly: "Don't believe what he said. Master, I believe in you. I believe you will definitely build a world of universal peace."
Zhang Chulan asked disdainfully: "Anything else?"
Ma Xianhong turned his head expectantly, but saw Fu Rong's eyes evasive, Liu Wukui hesitant, Feng Xuewu sighed in silence, and Ding Ziheng lowered his head in silence.
Ma Xianhong's face turned pale in an instant: "So you all..."
Qiu Rang said in disbelief: "Fu Rong, Wu Kui, what's wrong with you, don't you believe in the leader?"
"Actually, the company knows why you guys are so talented to join Xinjie." Old Meng laughed and seemed amiable, especially when compared with Xiao Zizai, who was covered in blood and looked like a devil, he seemed even more friendly and easy-going.
Old Meng first said to Fu Rong: "Miss Fu Rong's matter is the simplest..."
Fu Rong looked at him pleadingly, hoping that Lao Meng would stop talking and give her some face.
It is really hard to talk about how I was so debt-ridden that I had to hide in the mountains because I spent money on more than one boyfriend when we were in love.
"...It's just some bills. The company can take care of it." Lao Meng was considerate. After briefly mentioning it, he turned to Liu Wukui and said, "The company can also solve the problem of the sick boy, little brother Wukui."
Hearing this, Liu Wukui was surprised and delighted: "Impossible, I have also asked the great master Wang Zizhong for help before, but even he couldn't do anything about the boy's life, so what else can the company do?"
The ancient people believed that a boy's fate was that when a baby was born, it was entangled by wandering souls between heaven and earth, which caused the baby to show abnormalities.
Wang Zizhong believes that it is a mutation of one's own soul or spirit, but most mutations are malignant. However, there are a few benign mutations that are very powerful, not only do they not erode the body, but they also slowly grow and show independence.
A malignant mutation like Liu Wukui's brother, the mutated spirit would absorb the essence of his body, making him so weak that he could only sit in a wheelchair.
However, a few benign mutations are very powerful, like Liu Wukui's Five-Directional Jie Di, which not only makes her extremely powerful but can also automatically protect her master, with a defense that is even stronger than the protective magic weapon given to her by Ma Xianhong.
Lao Meng pushed up his glasses and said, "Times are advancing. Just because Mr. Wang Zizhong had no solution back then doesn't mean there is no solution now."
"enough!"
Ma Xianhong suddenly shouted, and then said weakly and disheartenedly: "All of you leave!"
"Qiu Rang, you guys go out first and let me be quiet for a while."
The superior ones left with their heads down, and the temporary workers looked at each other and turned away as well.
Before leaving, Zhang Chulan's tone suddenly softened: "Ma Xianhong, think about it carefully. You have no ability to manage a sect. Don't worry about Xinjie's affairs. Just be an equipment refiner."
"No! If that happens, I will never be able to recover my memory and I will never know what happened to my grandfather again!" Ma Xianhong said firmly.
“It turns out that Ma Xianhong had his own aspirations in establishing Xinjie, and it was not just because of his dream.”
Zhang Chulan thought to himself.
Due to his superior talent and temporary job status, Zhang Chulan did not ask any more questions about the Jiashen Rebellion. He just left with a word "take care" and turned away.
After walking out of the ruined camp of Quanxing and getting a certain distance from Biyou Village, Wang Zhenqiu suddenly asked, "Hey? Are we really leaving like this? Zhang Chulan, what on earth are you playing?"
"Hehe, if I hadn't said that just now, why would Ma Xianhong let us go? You all saw the scene of him fighting with Hu Xiuwu. If he really joins forces with the upper genqi to deal with us, our situation would be really dangerous."
Zhang Chulan, who had just been in deep friendship with Ma Xianhong, immediately became smug and waved at Feng Baobao: "Sister Baoer, you got everything, right?"
"It's done!"
Feng Baobao took out a gilded Ruyi from her waist and handed it to Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan didn't answer and said helplessly: "It's not this, it's those round little balls, Sister Baoer, why did you steal Qiu Rang's weapons as well?"
"Oh, I saw him pinning the Ruyi on his lower back. Si'er said that things pinned on the lower back are things that others don't want. So I picked it up."
Feng Baobao said as she took something out of her pocket and handed it to Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan held the things that Feng Baobao handed to him with both hands, and the others also saw clearly what those things were.
Hei Guan'er was surprised and said, "Sac Devouring! You just talked so much with Ma Xianhong, not only to make Ma Xianhong upset, but also to let Bao'er steal the Sac Devouring? "
Zhang Chulan said proudly: "This is a big desert. We have fallen out with Ma Xianhong. How can we move forward without supplies?"
Wang Zhenqiu laughed and said, "You are amazing, Bilian! Ma Xianhong is in big trouble for having an uncle like you."
Zhang Chulan exclaimed in shock: "As his uncle, what's wrong with me taking a little thing from my nephew?"
"Besides, I'm telling the truth. His personality makes him too easy to be deceived. It would be better for him to cooperate with the company and concentrate on studying the art of refining."
Clarinet patted Feng Baobao on the head and praised: "Good job, you are very skillful. I didn't even notice your movements just now."
After praising Feng Baobao for a few words, Clarinet returned to the main topic: "Our first action failed, but fortunately it was not completely fruitless. At least we know Hu Xiuwu's attitude."
Yes, the operation failed, but we gained something greater.
Zhang Chulan smiled quietly.
From the beginning, his goals were different from those of the other temporary workers.
The rest of the people wanted the action to be successful and to prevent the board of directors from taking back the jurisdiction of the temporary workers, but he did not only want this, he also wanted to integrate Feng Baobao into the group of temporary workers.
Looking at what Clarinet did just now, the temporary workers in other regions have begun to accept Feng Baobao.
For Zhang Chulan, this operation was already half successful.
Clearing his throat, Zhang Chulan said loudly:
"Everyone, you all saw the fight between Hu Xiuwu and Ma Xianhong. Now there are only six of us left. It may be difficult for us to carry out the mission again."
“I think…”
Chapter 372 Meeting
"···We should eat first, and then study after we are full."
Feng Baobao raised her hand: "I agree."
Clarinet had no idea what to do with Feng Baobao, the problematic girl: "Now is not the time for you to raise your hands to vote!"
Wang Zhenqiu also wandered over to Feng Baobao, put his arm around her shoulders, and said frivolously, "I agree, I just finished a battle, and I'm hungry."
Xiao Zizai crossed his arms and said, "I don't care, but if I have time, I would also like to change my clothes. It's really not very comfortable to have blood on my clothes."
"Ah!" Wang Zhenqiu pretended to be shocked, "I thought Brother Xiao liked this style."
Xiao Zizai said calmly: "I just like killing people, I'm not a slob."
Black Tube, who was unkempt, with messy hair and a thick beard, glanced at Xiao Zizai and felt that he was hinting at him.
Lao Meng smiled innocently: "Everyone is tired, it's good to take a break. Chu Lan, give me the sac, I'll see what's inside and make something for everyone."
Zhang Chulan gave Fu Rong's devouring sac to Lao Meng.
The sun rests behind the sand dunes, and its rays of light shine over the northern desert.
Chatter, chatter, chatter,
Taking in the magnificent scenery, the temporary workers sat around the campfire, slurping noodles. Even Xiao Zizai, after changing into a new shirt and trousers, sat on a small chair, holding the bowl and slurping noodles.
Only when they eat, these extraordinary temporary workers can enjoy delicious food and peace like ordinary people.
"Slurp~," Zhang Chulan finally swallowed the rice noodles in his mouth and gave Lao Meng a thumbs up, praising Lao Meng's cooking skills, "Wow, Uncle Meng, your cooking skills are really good!"
Feng Baobao was busy slurping the noodles, pouring them into her mouthful after mouthful. The chewy rice noodles, like soft and glutinous rice porridge, went into her bloody mouth.
In just a moment, Feng Baobao's bowl of rice noodles was empty. Feng Baobao's cheeks puffed up like a hamster. Before he swallowed the noodles in his mouth, he raised the soup bowl:
"Uncle Meng, another bowl!"
Lao Meng took the empty bowl, filled it up for Feng Baobao, sprinkled some blanched vegetables and mutton rolls on it, and then handed it to her.
Then, Lao Meng put a handful of raw rice noodles in the iron pot on the campfire, stirred it with a spoon, covered it with a lid, and then answered Zhang Chulan's question:
"Although I can cook, I'm not that good at it. I just used some of the spicy sauce that Fu Rong left in her sac."
As he spoke, Lao Meng said with regret: "Fu Rong is a pretty girl, a nice person, and a good cook. What a pity."
"Why can't you see through men? What do you young people call people like Fu Rong? What kind of brains are they?"
Zhang Chulan replied: "Love-brained."
Lao Meng slapped his forehead and said suddenly, "Right, right, right."
Black Tube wiped the soup beads on his beard with his sleeve casually: "I'm about 80% full, just right. It would be even better if I had a bottle of cold beer at this time."
"Okay, everyone has finished eating."
“...No, almost there.” Feng Baobao was showing off to his fans crazily, mumbling to himself.
Ignoring Feng Baobao, Black Tube looked at Feng Baobao's external brain: "Zhang Chulan, you insist on letting us stay, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Chulan took a sip of soup and said, "Brother Clarinet, don't be anxious. I know everyone is confused because of the miscalculation and is eager to find out. But it's useless for us to catch up now. Everyone has seen the fight between Hu Xiuwu and Ma Xianhong."
"If we just chase him, it will be like food delivered to our doorstep. It's up to him to decide how to eat it."
The black pipe said: "So what do you think we should do now?"
During this period of time together, Heiguaner and the others all recognized Zhang Chulan's intelligence and were willing to listen to his opinions.
Zhang Chulan straightened his back, sat on a small stool, holding a soup bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, and said:
"There are only two possibilities. One is that we are overthinking it and the company simply asked them to hunt down Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo. But if that is the case, it means that the company has seriously misjudged the gap in strength between us and Hu Xiuwu."
"I believe that the company's senior executives are wise and intelligent and would not make such a low-level mistake."