One person ascends to the Pure Huang Court

At the Nadutong board meeting, Bi Youlong simply expressed his opinion.

Ma Xianhong himself despises the system and possesses top-notch technology. Once the Biyou Dazhai is equipped with weapons, it will be a land submarine.

Like a submarine, once it burrows into the ground, it is difficult to track down and attack. This technology is too dangerous, especially when it is possessed by an individual.

Even in countries that do not ban guns, they dare not allow private individuals to own tanks and warships, not to mention that the Biyou Dazhai is much more powerful than a tank.

Huang Boren is a dove, and he disagrees with Bi Youlong's iron-blooded approach: "We still need to communicate first. Ma Xianhong has not violated the law. If we start a fight first, we will still be in the wrong."

"Now is a sensitive period for the integration of the alien world and ordinary society. We can't be so reckless and cause conflicts between the aliens and the company, which will make ordinary people panic and resentful."

After listening to the two people's opinions, Zhao Fangxu said, "What Mr. Huang said makes sense. Our principle is to maintain stability. We cannot destroy the order that the company has worked hard to maintain for many years just because of Ma Xianhong."

Zhao Fangxu had already heard Liao Zhong's report on the matter of the self-cultivation furnace.

But now the times are different, there is no shortage of aliens in Nadutong, and they are even organizing an alien security management team. However, the alien red line has long been broken, and Biyou Village has been sealed off by Liao Zhong.

As long as Ma Xianhong stops creating strange people on a large scale, Zhao Fangxu will still be able to tolerate him.

"Are the temporary workers of each company still here? Let them check the new cuts and make a report."

"If Ma Xianhong is really restless, let the temporary workers keep him company and ask Shizilang to handle it."

Looking at the screenshots of Biyou Dazhai in the file, Zhao Fangxu felt something:

"This time, maybe Zhang Chulan's wish will come true."

Chapter 450 Temporary Workers' Team Building Outing

"Everyone, please look into the distance. The cold and solid mountain fortress ahead is the end point of our journey, Biyou Village!"

The tall, lively and cheerful beauty with teardrop mole, wearing a baseball cap, waved a small red flag vigorously, like a tour guide, introducing the scenery ahead to the group members behind her.

People and scenery complement each other. The people in front of the scenery are more beautiful, and the scenery behind the people is more quiet.

unfortunately,

"It would be even better if the beauty in front was not the second-rate guy named Wang Zhenqiu."

Zhang Chulan was feeling anxious in his heart, looking in the direction that Wang Zhen's ball was pointing, with a look of thought and suspicion in his eyes.

When Hu Xiuwu sent him the message, he was looking for a boat to Nason Island, but before he found one, Ma Xianhong showed up first.

Zhang Chulan could understand the intention of Hu Xiuwu's text message. The timing of Ma Xianhong's appearance was too coincidental, which inevitably made people think too much.

Zhang Chulan thought that he had some judgment of people. He had met Ma Xianhong during his last trip to the desert. But he didn't think that Ma Xianhong was the kind of person who was deep-minded, calculating, and pretending to be crazy.

On the contrary, Ma Xianhong is more like a simple idealist who judges others by himself and believes that if he is wholeheartedly devoted to others, others will be wholeheartedly devoted to him.

Enthusiastic and sincere, but unable to judge people. Always thinks that others are like me. Never thought that people have more personalities than the types of tools in their hands.

Zhao Guizhen, who was executed by Hu Xiuwu in the desert, is an excellent example. That villain slaughtered seven children in order to practice the Seven Evils. He is a complete scum.

Such a person could actually get close to Ma Xianhong and gain his trust. Ma Xianhong was not good at judging people, but what about other people with superior talents?

How was it possible that they didn't see through Zhao Guizhen's disguise? Among the superior people were Gong Qing, who was once the head of Quanxing, and Bi Yuan, the master of Ding Shimaan, one of the two heroes.

This old fox could not see through Zhao Guizhen's activities, but he just didn't want to get involved in these matters. He just wanted to be like a historian, recording things without interfering.

"The focus of the operation should still be on those with superior aptitude and the mastermind behind the scenes. My eldest nephew is easier to deal with."

After the trip to the desert and participating in King Nathan’s security work together a few days ago, the temporary workers have already developed some tacit understanding.

Although Wang Zhenqiu was playing around, Zhang Chulan still made some comments from time to time. But their formation never broke up. Wang Zhenqiu, who was good at close combat, was in the front, and Xiao Zizai, who had mastered Shaolin martial arts, was in the back. Feng Baobao, who was the best in perception, and Zhang Chulan, who was the weakest, were in the middle. The beast master Lao Meng, who was the apparent assistant, and the "long-range shooter" Hei Guaner were in front of Xiao Zizai.

There were several goshawks controlled by Lao Meng in the sky, hanging high in the sky and crying out warnings.

Although Biyou Dazhai seemed very close when we looked at it just now, it took even the temporary workers an entire afternoon to walk from the hill where the temporary workers stood to the hill where Biyou Dazhai was located, and the sun was already surrounded by the western mountains.

"Zhang Chulan, your cultivation is increasing very quickly."

Wang Zhenqiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Chulan with scrutiny in his eyes.

Temporary workers in other regions already know that Zhang Chulan is Feng Baobao's surgeon.

Although Feng Baobao is quite capable, her brain is obviously different from that of ordinary people. We can't say that she is stupid, it's just that her brain circuitry is different from that of ordinary people.

She is like Yugong. When ordinary people see a mountain or a river ahead, their first reaction is definitely to take a detour or find a bridge, but Feng Baobao's first reaction is probably to dig a hole and go into the water.

If you ask why, the line segment between two points is the shortest, and you don’t even know this, you are an idiot.

This kind of thinking that is very different from that of ordinary people allows Feng Baobao's knife to achieve unexpected results when on a mission, but it is bound to cause jokes in daily life. Zhang Chulan, who is cautious and kind-hearted when wielding a knife, is the best sheath for Feng Baobao.

When they were climbing the mountain just now, good-natured guys like Lao Meng and Hei Guan'er wanted to help Zhang Chulan, whose cultivation was slightly weaker. But they saw that Zhang Chulan's breathing was even and his steps were light. He walked in the mountains like an arc jumping, swift and agile, far exceeding his cultivation level the day before.

Although he has not yet caught up with Xiao Zizai and Hei Guaner in tasks, he is almost the same as his peer Wang Zhenqiu. If Wang Zhenqiu does not use the life mask and only relies on miscellaneous skills such as Love Killing Matt, he is afraid that he will not be a match for Zhang Chulan.

It had only been a few days since they last met, but Zhang Chulan had changed so much that Wang Zhenqiu was naturally curious about the reason.

"It's bad. I failed to hide my incompetence. I've been in Xuanwu Mountain for so long that I almost forgot that I'm not a little Taoist priest with no reputation in Xuanwu Mountain."

Inwardly, he cursed himself for being careless because of the comfortable life in Xuanwu Mountain, but Zhang Chulan smiled with his nose in the air, looking very arrogant:

"Even my master once said that I have extraordinary talent. I also have a powerful uncle. Did you know that my uncle gave me a thousand-year-old fire ganoderma lucidum a while ago? It can bring the dead back to life and improve my cultivation."

Xiao Zizai said perfunctorily: "Oh. This is really amazing."

Old Meng, who studied biology, was very interested in rare treasures such as the Fire Ganoderma and hoped that Zhang Chulan would elaborate on it.

But how could Zhang Chulan, a college dropout and a jack-of-all-trades temporary worker, keep up with the thinking of Lao Meng, a top student in the biology department of a 985 university? He didn't know anything about the indicator parameters, and Lao Meng just shook his head and felt that it was a waste of talent.

Magical creatures like the Fire Ganoderma should be cultivated and studied in the laboratory. Even if only a medicine with 1% efficacy can be developed, it is worth it.

Finally, it was Hei Guan'er who brought the topic back to the topic: "We have gone off topic. Chu Lan's cultivation has improved, which will also help with the operation. When we arrive at Biyou Village, we will let Chu Lan meet him again as agreed beforehand."

Wang Zhenqiu is too jumpy, Lao Meng is a bit introverted, Heiguan'er and Xiao Zi are both from the military, one only knows how to kill, and there is also Feng Baobao who suffers from intermittent wit disorder.

Among the temporary workers, Zhang Chulan is the only one who is suitable to be a diplomat and negotiate with the newly intercepted people.

It can be seen that the character of the temporary workers is indeed worrying, and Bu Yao Bilian has become a serious person.

Zhang Chulan nodded, and assured with his chest clenched: "Don't worry, I can handle Ma Xianhong."

When they were almost at the gate of Biyou Village, the few of them fell silent and stopped talking.

The appearance of Biyou Dazhai resembles a combination of a submarine and a luxury yacht. Although it has a tower, it has no guardrails and the deck is smooth and free of debris.

But the Biyou Village buried in the mountains now has a three-meter-high wall.

The Nine Deaths Jingling Armor with sharp thorns and green copper flowers are entangled together to form a bronze thorn wall.

Looking at the edge of the wall, there are the remains of a wild boar that accidentally crashed into the thorn wall and had its blood and flesh sucked dry, becoming a mummy.

The black iron mountain building glows coldly, and the bronze walls absorb blood and flesh.

No wonder Wang Zhenqiu complained:

"It's just like the evil cult's base in the story."

As soon as Wang Zhenqiu finished speaking, the Nine Deaths Jingling Armor in front of the temporary worker squirmed, revealing a doorway that could be used for traffic.

Inside the wall, Ma Xianhong, leading the superior talents, had been waiting for a long time.

Ma Xianhong had a bad look on his face, and the other top-level talents also had anger in their eyes.

After all, last time, they were kind enough to give the temporary workers a ride.

However, Zhang Chulan turned against them and refused to admit his mistake. He first stole a lot of their Devouring Bags and then took away Bi Yuan, who was one of the best talents.

The newcomers didn't have any good feelings towards him.

But Zhang Chulan was not panicked at all. He strode forward and said to Ma Xianhong:

Chapter 451: Fooling, then lying

"Brother Ma, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you and taken your sac."

Zhang Chulan knelt down in front of Ma Xianhong, tears streaming down her face, and then she admitted her mistakes loudly, looking very spirited.

Temporary workers: ······

Is this what you call having the upper hand?

Zhang Chulan knew Ma Xianhong too well. He was a donkey that gave in to softness and would not take hardship. If he handled things impartially today as a general, Ma Xianhong would definitely fight to the end, and they would have to fight.

But if he bowed his head first and said a few soft words, Ma Xianhong would not know how to deal with it.

Just like now,

Seeing Zhang Chulan bowing to him with such a humble attitude that he almost wanted to kneel down, Ma Xianhong was caught off guard and even felt a little guilty.

They are just a few easily made devouring sacs, they won't force people to kneel down.

Ma Xianhong pretended to be calm and said, "You, get up first."

Zhang Chulan held Ma Xianhong's hand, his throat choked with sobs and his eyes filled with tears, as if he was very guilty: "Brother Ma, I was wrong last time. If you are still angry, just use this baton to hit me to vent your anger."

Holding the baton that had been prepared in the package behind him in both hands, Zhang Chulan spoke in a sincere tone.

But this baton is not the standard Dragon Fire Copper Stick sold in Naduotong, it is just an ordinary baton that costs two hundred yuan on Taobao.

Ma Xianhong clenched his fists, picked up the baton and wanted to hit him, but the whistling wind stopped beside Zhang Chulan's ears, but it did not fall after all.

Ma Xianhong's overly high moral standards prevented him from whipping Zhang Chulan when no one was injured in the interception.

Putting aside the fact that he has no sense of boundaries, Ma Xianhong can be considered a gentleman. He has no way to deal with a tough guy like Zhang Chulan.

Throwing away the baton, Ma Xianhong said in a cold and hard tone: "What are you doing here this time?"

Xiao Zizai said calmly: "Master Ma knows it clearly, of course it's because of the Biyou Village under your feet."

Ma Xianhong sneered: "As expected, as long as someone stands out, Nadutong can't wait to send people to suppress them."

Zhang Chulan quickly spoke up to try to smooth things over: "Brother Ma, you misunderstood. Nadutong is not like some foreign companies that greedily integrate all the domestic sects into their own systems and label those who disobey as terrorists."

"The magic machines and hidden weapons of the Tang Sect and Zhuge Family are equally amazing, but the company did not do anything to them. It just asked the Tang Sect and Zhuge Family to dismantle the machines and magic machines that were too lethal to prevent them from hurting civilians. That's all."

Hearing the two examples Zhang Chulan gave, Ma Xianhong's face turned pale: "You want me to tear down Biyou Village!"

The top talents stood behind Ma Xianhong. Fu Rong took out the two swords from her waist, with the sword energy on the tips ready to be released. Feng Xuewu narrowed his eyes, the bronze thorns squirmed, and the thorn spikes stood up, pointing at the temporary workers. Qiu Rang took out his own gilded Ruyi, and after injecting Qi into it, the Ruyi grew a long golden whip, like a long snake hanging to the ground.

Not all of them are as talented as Qiu Rang, who is a loyal believer of Ma Xianhong, but they all have something to ask of him. Biyou Village is the last place to take them in, especially Fu Rong.

If Biyou Village was gone, she would have to go down the mountain to repay her debt.