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Chapter 3 Feng Xiao Xiao Xi's ears hurt(2/2)

"yes."

"It seems that I am such a bad person." President Yi Tian was so refreshed.

“If you’re really a bad guy, things will be much easier.”

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, and these simple conversations contained many other meanings.

"Mo Kill, I have never asked you how many people have you killed?"

Mo Sha was a little confused and wondered why this young master suddenly thought of asking this. He frowned and thought for a long time, long time...

Yi Tianxing sighed, "Forget it, don't count it. You'll know that you've killed at least one of the reinforcement companies before."

Mo Sha smiled, but didn't say anything, but remembered a conversation with him a year and a half ago after the master came back from Tibet.

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It was a morning when spring was just around the corner and bright and bright, Yi Tianxing ran to the Desheng Street renovation site mysteriously and pulled out her who was an iron-faced supervisor. Mo Sha didn't know what he wanted to do, and was a little surprised. At that time, he heard his master make a request with a calm expression.

"Teaching me to kill, the kind that needs to be effective."

"Who to kill?"

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me."

Mo Sha asked calmly at that time: "Master, do you still need me to teach you how to kill people in your current state?"

Yi Tianxing stepped on the bricks and gravel in the construction site and said seriously: "It's different. I want to learn from you, how to kill people without causing a big noise."

It turned out that his purpose of learning was that in order to prevent his realm from being too high during the fight, he alarmed the Pure Land of the West or some aspects.

It was from that day that Yi Tianxing, who had been abandoned for a year in the eyes of others, began to learn silent killing skills with his apprentice. More than a year has passed, and I don’t know how he has learned it now.

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Thirty thousand feet above, in the first class of the plane.

Mo Sha tilted his head slightly and looked at him, asking, "Why do you care?"

Yi Tianxing sighed in a grief and said, "I have learned the ability to kill people for a year, but in fact, when I think about the scene of killing people after I first arrived at the provincial capital, I still feel a little unwilling to let go."

Mo Sha smiled and said, "Master, you must first learn not to treat the other person as a human being when killing people."

"It seems very scary." Yi Tianxing looked sad.

"Well, but killing people is just like being a chef. Just be a skilled job, so you can get used to it." Mo Sha rarely said so many words today just to comfort him.

"This is on the plane, and it's first class, but it's a terrifying thing for others to hear about our conversation."

Yi Tianxing gently retracted his right hand and took back the invisible and colorless audio-visual barrier.

Mo Sha smiled and continued, "The six places behind?"

Yi Tianxing shrugged: "Since they are willing to follow, then follow. Poor government officials, who are in the first class and are not reimbursed, so they have to stay behind."

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The plane slowly stopped on the apron. As soon as it left the cabin, it was not as fishy as Yi Tianxing expected. Looking up, there were actually houses not far away. He opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "Didn't it mean that Hong Kong Airport was reclaimed?" After saying that, he looked at the tourist manual in his hand.

Mo Sha followed him with his luggage, shook his head and said helplessly: "This is Kai Tak, the one you mentioned has not been repaired yet."

Yi Tianxing wondered: "I have been quarreling for so long in the past two years, why haven't I fixed it yet?"

"It's not that the Desheng Street renovation is not the case. There are too many people who are noisy, so the repairs will naturally be slower."

At this time, Hong Kong had returned to China, and a five-star red flag was still hanging from the Bauhinia flag outside the airport.

Yi Tianxingmi sighed with eyes: "This incident reminds me of a sculpture by the lake in a university. Legend has it that one is D and the other is S. There is a stone ball on it, and there is no one on it."

Mo Sha wondered, "What?"

Yi Tianxing smiled: "Science can win a ball, but democracy can't win a ball."

Don't kill and shake your head.

Yi Tianxing quickly said, "I respect Mr. Desai as much as I respect Mr. Desai, and it is absolutely true."

Chatting all the way, leaving the airport, the six staff members who had been following them finally rushed forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Yi, the accommodation we arranged was in the Nanyang Hotel, and the car was about to arrive."

As he was talking, a car that looked quite expensive but Yi Tianxing couldn't be famous for being parked in front of several people.

Immediately afterwards, another car that was more expensive, but Yi Tianxing still couldn't be famous... The team stopped in front of several people and surrounded the car in front of him like a clamp.

The staff of the six departments behind Yi Tianxing's face became cold, and the relevant receptionists of the Special Administrative Region who had already met with them also showed confusion on their faces. The convoy was so domineering.

Mo Sha's face was still cold, but he took the lead in walking into the second car of the convoy.

Yi Tianxing touched his head and said to the staff member of the Sixth Department with a wry smile: "I have to listen to her, it seems that she is going to live in a peninsula. Then you can call me."

The staff of the Sixth Division realized that the luxurious and perverted convoy in front of him was actually here to pick up Yi Tianxing and Mo Ka. Suddenly, the Buddhist guardian beside him was not a poor monk without a cassock, but a famous "young industrialist", and he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Their trip to Hong Kong was to secretly protect the safety of the Buddha's finger relics. However, judging by Yi Tianxing's attitude, it seemed that he was here to sell money and travel.

When Yi Tianxing saw the embarrassed expression on his face, he smiled and said, "When will Qin Tonger and Famen Temple sending group arrive?"

“No. 5.”

"Yes, I will pick you up at the airport, don't worry."

After saying this, he got into the car where Mo Sha was sitting, touched the leather seat cushion with his butt, and looked at the peach wood boards around him, and raised his eyebrows: "Mo Sha, I didn't expect you to be really rich."

Mo Sha Leng said coldly: "The adoptive father's is also yours."

Yi Tianxing waved his hand: "I have enough money to spend. He should keep Lao Linzi's money for retirement. It's useless to give it to me." After saying this, he smiled and greeted the driver in the front row.

The driver wearing a hat responded quickly. He didn't know who the person behind him was, but since he could make the youngest girl, who is famous and difficult to deal with in the Lin family, was definitely not an ordinary person.

Under the helpless eyes of the staff at the sixth department, the convoy slowly drove away from Kai Tak Airport.

"It's necessary to show such a big picture when you pick up two people?"

An employee said angrily.

Another employee explained the other party’s intention: “This is to warn us that Yi Tianxing is now a celebrity in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and some methods make it inconvenient for us to use.”

"Please." The one in front of him said funny: "Just relying on his Yi Tianxing's reputation, and based on his relationship with Chairman Zhao and the Qin family, who dares to tell him what he wants?"

The reception staff in the SAR were a little thin and looked very energetic with a dark face. He didn't know who Yi Tianxing was, so he asked curiously: "Who was that young man just now?"
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