Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

“Even if it is the Senate President who is to be converted, it really doesn’t amount to much.

But this situation, which is totally different from the plan, means that the development of the situation is out of control again!"

Once again, things did not develop as expected. This feeling is extremely familiar. After all, the situation has always been very good, but things just don't develop as expected.

He was so forced to flee and left ShenzhouRun abroad.

There was a hint of guilt in Xia He's tone, but she still mustered up her confidence and said with a hundred times more confidence:

[I will definitely survive this time! As long as I survive to the end, I will win! ]

"I hope so..." Lü Liang was helpless, and suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously:

"By the way, that kid is coming to Europe too, what are you going to do with him?"

Xia He: [You can say “kid”? ]

……

Zhang Lingyu stood on the street in Milan with a very complicated expression.

Ordinary people can only see the effects of magic such as fire, lightning, and stones.

With vision, one cannot detect the color produced by Qi, nor can one feel the existence of Qi. Even the murderous aura that can make strangers shudder is not noticeable.

Zhang Lingyu clearly felt that the murderous aura was spreading throughout Milan City like a thick fog.

The surging energy of the aliens, wizards, and super-powered people can be heard even across several streets and tall buildings.

As long as you look up, you can see the Qi rising into the sky from time to time, like raging flames, just like the flames of war burning in the city.

boom!

An explosion sounded in the distance.

Ordinary people cannot see the majestic Qi waves rising from that direction, but they can see and feel the destructive power as if they were being baptized by artillery fire.

The pedestrians around who suspected a terrorist attack screamed, and the entire block fell into chaos!

This scene happened in the streets and alleys of all European cities. Zhang Lingyu, who had the compassion of a monk, couldn't help but worry that the whole of Europe would be burned to ashes by the war of aliens.

And everything...

"It's all Xia He's fault..."

Zhang Lingyu couldn't believe it, let alone understand why Xia He and this world had become so scary and strange.

Just when the naive Lingyu Zhenren's Taoism was in turmoil and he was doubting himself, the sound of a sports car's engine came from behind Zhang Lingyu.

"Hey! Is that handsome boy standing on the curb lost? Do you need a ride?"

The dog-skin plaster got on him again, and Zhang Lingyu stood up and walked forward without raising his head.

The white Ferrari sports car followed, shifted into first gear, and followed Zhang Lingyu closely, moving side by side.

Zhang Chulan, the co-pilot, said with a smile:

"Little Master, why didn't you say hello when you came out to relax?"

Zhang Lingyu turned his head and looked at the master's nephew for three seconds.

He looked at Feng Baobao who was concentrating on driving.

And in the space between the two of them, Feng Lieli was also staring at him stupidly, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his little head.

The car is a luxury car, and the people sitting in it and the people driving it...

To be honest, they can be considered handsome men and beautiful women.

But the unique temperament of one being slick and mercenary, and the other being silly, and the fact that both of them were wearing outfits that cost less than two hundred dollars from head to toe.

The contrast with the Ferrari convertible sports car that has no friends is too great!

Zhang Lingyu sighed softly:

"Aren't you temporary workers? Are temporary workers so idle?"

"Protecting you is the most important task!" Zhang Chulan spread his hands and said helplessly:

"I don't know what the master is thinking. He actually wants you to come to Europe as well... Sister Baoer, do you think Zhang Lingyu shouldn't come?"

Feng Baobao raised his eyes and looked at the two young and old people from the Tianshi Mansion.

Should Zhang Lingyu chase his wife to the crematorium? This question is too complicated and I can’t answer it.

But after listening to Gou Wa Zi and Zhang Chu Lan's fierce analysis, Feng Baobao, who drew a conclusion from the conclusion, nodded and expressed his own opinion:

"Old Taoist brain pancake."

Zhang Lingyu stiffened his fist. If someone else criticized his master, he would be furious. But Feng Baobao was special. It was not against the law for Feng Baobao to kill people...

You can't argue with people with intellectual disabilities!

The young Taoist priest recited the Sutra of Purity several times and decided to ignore the two companies' lackeys.

Zhang Chulan turned to Feng Baobao and said:

"Sister Baoer, I really can't blame my master, I should blame Zhang Lingyu.

The young master-master seems obedient and sensible, but when he gets angry and stupid, no one can stop him.

Do you think the old master wants to let the junior uncle go down the mountain?

But what can I do if I don't agree with this unfilial disciple? Should I tie his hands and feet?

It would be tragic if we found out that our junior master secretly went down the mountain and entered the fire pit of Europe alone!

It would be better to let him come with the main force, at least he can be looked after."

Zhang Lingyu instantly became emo, thinking about what he had done...

Unfilial, indeed unfilial!

Not only did she commit adultery, she also had no chance to be with Yang Wu Lei of the Five Thunders Law, and she was also deeply trapped in a love affair and couldn't extricate herself!

Zhang Lingyu, ah, Zhang Lingyu, you don't look like a monk at all!

I was so angry! When will the great master of Tianshi Mansion be able to stand up?

After scolding his junior uncle who had gone to Europe to cause trouble, Zhang Chulan said with a chuckle:

"Actually, it's great that Junior Master can come to Europe... No! The benefits are huge! If Junior Master didn't come, a poor guy like me would never be able to touch a supercar in my lifetime.

Now I can not only touch it, but also sit on it!

Junior Uncle, I really thank you...

Hey! Uncle, why are you looking at me like that? I am sincere in everything I say. If my gratitude to you is false, I will be struck by lightning!"

In fact, Zhang Chulan did agree with Zhang Lingyu's decision to come to Europe and wade into this muddy water. He knew very well that his junior uncle was not to blame for this matter at all.

Could it be that Xia He turned Europe into the main battlefield of the super-powered world war? As a big man, Zhang Lingyu just closed his eyes, chanted Taoist scriptures every morning and evening, practiced Qi cultivation, and acted as if nothing had happened, just caring about his own peace and happiness. Is that right?

Faced with such a special situation of his beloved disciple, the master must be at a loss.

But there is no doubt that the right way is to stand up bravely and face it positively instead of just running away and being a coward.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan sighed and advised sincerely:

"Really, Junior Uncle, I really think you've made the right decision.

I hope you can understand my master's good intentions and stop being depressed all day long.

Cheer up, even though you may not know what you should do now, as long as you do it, it is better than not doing it, a hundred times better! ”

After listening to Zhang Chulan's words, Zhang Lingyu was moved. He and Feng Baobao no longer looked hateful. At the same time, he began to reflect on why he had developed anger towards them just now...

Zhang Chulan returned to his carefree attitude:

"Sister Baoer and I are here not only to protect you, but also to help you. Junior Master, please get in the car quickly. Let's squeeze in and sit together.

Four wheels make it fast, and it's easy to get around Milan, but you can't show off your extraordinary skills in public, right?"

Zhang Lingyu thought what Zhang Chulan said made sense, but she felt disgusted at the thought of squeezing in the same seat with him.

Zhang Chulan urged:

"Don't be shy, little master uncle. This supercar is yours. What are you embarrassed about?"

"Mine..." Zhang Lingyu was confused. He didn't think the car was his because he had never intended to take it, but these two people drove it out...

"Can we each have one seat?"

Zhang Chulan pretended to be in a daze and said:

"Uncle Junior, you think it's too crowded, right? I can squeeze in with Sister Baoer, but only Sister Baoer can sit in the driver's seat, because neither of us can drive!"

Zhang Lingyu pondered for a moment and said reluctantly:

"I mean... can we go back and get a more spacious car? We've got more than a dozen cars delivered. I remember there were four-seater ones."

"Oh! You mean the Rolls-Royce?" Zhang Chulan suddenly realized and continued:

“But that one is too old-fashioned!”

In the end, Zhang Lingyu got on the car reluctantly.

"where are we going?"

Zhang Lingyu, who had no goal, asked Zhang Chulan for advice.

Zhang Chulan said in admiration:

“Master Junior, you really are… But we can’t run around like headless flies. If we wander around the streets, we might be attacked by all the monsters.

Why don't we go take a look at the properties owned by Junior Master Uncle!"

Zhang Lingyu frowned and became more resistant.

Zhang Chulan sneered:

"Hey, Your Excellency, you are living in a blessed situation but you don't know how to appreciate it. Being taken care of by a rich woman, especially a gorgeous white rich woman, is simply a dreamlike thing!

Why don't I have such a good life...

But I can't say for sure. In my opinion, it is most likely not Xia He, but the work of her subordinates.

Giving you a house, a car and some money is fine, but why is someone giving you a beautiful woman? What idiot would come up with such a stupid thing?