One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

Chapter 48 The escaped security guard of Longhu Mountain? Wrong, he's a disciple personally tau

The capital city, the Wang family mansion.

Is the information accurate?

On the mahogany armchair, Wang Ai fumbled for the dragon-headed cane with one hand.

His eyes were gloomy, and his obese body was crammed into the back of the chair.

Four men dressed in black stood below the hall.

"Patriarch, it's absolutely true. That kid took off his security guard uniform last night and went down the mountain with Zhang Chulan and the others."

The leader of the men in black bowed his head respectfully.

Wang Ai snorted coldly.

"good!"

The cane slammed heavily onto the blue brick!

"Everything is exactly as I expected..."

A ruthless glint flashed in his cloudy eyes. "It's true that some nobody who came out of nowhere made a big splash at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, but he also caused a lot of trouble!"

The景区 security guards... no wonder the景区 will continue to take him in!

"Your Excellency is wise!"

Wang Bing stood aside, spitting as he held up Wang Bing's smelly feet.

"Hmph!" Wang Ai smiled crookedly.

His expression carried three parts mockery, three parts indifference, and four parts nonchalance.

"I thought that old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei would protect him..."

It seems like they've been used as a pawn to be abandoned...

"Grandpa, get him! If you don't get him... I can't sleep!"

"rest assured..."

Wang Ai looked at the several Wang family retainers lying on the ground.

"Go find it!"

"Bring this kid back to me..."

Remember, keep it alive, don't kill it.

Everyone must know... the consequences of offending the Wang family in this world of supernatural beings!

"Yes, Master!"

The four of them responded in unison.

Go!

The four were about to leave—

A series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door!

Wang Ai's face turned ashen.

Didn't we say we were in a meeting... irrelevant people should not approach?

How do you do things like this!

boom!

Just as I was pondering this, the door was kicked open!

"Master! Urgent report!"

The housekeeper, Xiao Ding, stumbled in, his face ashen, the tablet in his hand almost touching Wang Ai's face.

Wang Ai squinted and glanced at it.

This is a monthly newsletter from "Jianghu Xiaozhan (the largest intelligence organization for extraordinary individuals that has continued from the Republican era to the present day)".

Such firsthand information was a privilege exclusively enjoyed by the heads of the four families and the leaders of the major sects.

Not only is it expensive... but the key point is that other people can't even see it!

Wang Ai did not take it immediately, but instead gave the steward a cold look:

"Xiao Ding, you're becoming more and more unruly..."

The cane in his hand creaked as he gripped it, and Xiao Ding immediately bent his knees, slamming his knees on the ground with a loud thud!

"Didn't I say that I'm holding a meeting and no one is allowed to approach?"

Xiao Ding was covered in sweat and said tremblingly:

"Master! Please...please take a look at this first!"

Wang Ai then looked at the tablet.

With just one glance, his eyes narrowed sharply!

The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony had just ended, and he had expected the top post to be something like "Zhang Chulan, the successor of the Qi Body Source Stream, wins the championship."

The result... was actually a "Special Statement from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain"—

Recently, members of the Quanxing sect caused trouble, damaging a large area of greenery in the Longhu Mountain scenic area, as well as more than ten guesthouses and inns.

The people of Tiantong feel deeply that the cult is powerful and should be punished.

He then dispatched his eleventh personally taught disciple, "Master Anping," to descend the mountain to vanquish demons and temper his heart in the mortal world.

Wang Ai raised an eyebrow.

The eleventh direct disciple?

How could he remember that the old bastard only had ten disciples, the youngest of whom was Zhang Lingyu?

Turn to the next page:

[Anping Zhenren, secular name—Zhou Yan!]

[Signed by Zhang Zhiwei!]

Clang!

Wang Ai slammed the tablet in her hand to the ground, and the guards immediately fell silent!

The steward trembled, "Master...we...we should still arrest them?"

"Arrest me? Little Ding, I think you really don't want to do this anymore!"

Wang, utterly bewildered, picked up his tablet while grumbling.

Three seconds later.

Clang!

The tablet slammed hard onto the ground once again!

"What does Anping Zhenren mean?"

How did he, a mere outsourced security guard, become the closed-door disciple of a contemporary celestial master?

The four worshippers below the stage trembled like leaves!

What?

Should we go and capture the high-ranking priest of the Celestial Master's Mansion?

What happened to the promise that he was just a "security guard on the run in Longhu Mountain"?

Can these two even be considered to be in the same league?!

Wang Ai's face kept twitching.

From a touch of sarcasm and indifference, it completely transformed into a utterly expressionless face.

"Bang!" A cane smashed the tablet to pieces!

"You bastard Zhang Zhiwei..." Wang Ai squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.

"What did you say back then?"

Security guards? Outsourced! And that old geezer Lu Jin is endorsing them...

His sinister gaze swept across the audience below.

"Arrest them without hesitation!"

The four people in the audience shuddered!

No one answered; they didn't even dare to lift their heads...

Wang Ai sneered, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible:

"But we must do it quietly, without making a scene..."

If anything goes wrong, just say you're a member of the Lü family...understand?

"clear!"

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Thousands of miles away, on a high-speed train.

Wang Ye slumped in the business class seat, looking at his side with utter despair.

Zhou Yan was sitting with his legs crossed, gulping down his cola.

This gentleman wasn't talking nonsense while drunk...

He really did come!

God the hell would make me work as a bodyguard for my own father...

If I go home by myself in the future, will I need to buy a ticket first?

"Master Zhou, please forgive my ignorance..." Wang Ye scratched his head:

"With your great abilities... there's nowhere in the world you can't go?"

"Why would you want to be a security guard at my house...?"

Zhou Yan turned his head, a straw still dangling from his mouth: "Oh, Master Wang isn't happy about it!"

"Don't mention it!"

Wang Ye waved his hand, cold sweat dripping down his back:

"The key is that I've been a monk for so long and never get involved in the family business, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with this job application..."

"Okay." Zhou Yan smiled nonchalantly, "Then forget it~"

"Once we get to Beijing, we'll go our separate ways!"

"Don't do that! I should at least let you do my part as a host..."

Seeing Wang Ye's relieved expression, Zhou Yan secretly chuckled.

When you get to Beijing, you'll come begging to me!

"Okay! Nanmen Hot Pot, Donglaishun, Peking Duck... Mr. Zhou, I want to eat the most expensive ones!"

No need for braised douzhi or anything like that!

"no problem!"

Wang thought to himself, "As long as you don't show up at the security booth in front of my house at the same time every day, I'll eat whatever I want!"

The next moment, an arm suddenly wrapped around his neck!

Zhou Yan leaned closer and lowered his voice:

"Master Wang, don't rush to distance yourself..."

"Kidnapping you at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony... that was part of our duties. Who gave you the right to dismantle the arena just because you disagreed with Zhuge the Charlatan?"

Wang Ye rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes...you're right."

"But times have changed!" Zhou Yan said mysteriously.

"Now, we're in this together..."

Wang Ye's eyes sharpened: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yan did not answer.

He spread out his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, a profound rune, as swift as a dragon's stroke, instantly appeared!

It transformed into a streak of light and 'whoosh' struck the neck of the middle-aged woman diagonally opposite the two!

"Ha—ah—"

The man stretched, yawned, and fell fast asleep...

Wang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted!

"One can draw talismans with bare hands without setting up an altar or circulating qi..."