In Chengdu, the atmosphere in the conference room of the 1st Secret Service Bureau was extremely depressing.

Luo Hanyi, Tian Fan, top masters at the real-person level and the real-person level all sat motionless in their seats and kept silent. Everyone's expressions were not very good-looking.

"Da Zhenren, are you seeing it wrong?" Suddenly, the Zhenren Ancestor sitting on the left side of the conference table who had spoken before spoke with difficulty, his voice low and hoarse.

Luo Hanyi glared at the man with an unhappy expression. He originally wanted to scold him, but when his eyes swept across the big screen, he had no intention of doing so.

"I haven't reached the point where my eyesight is dim yet!"

Although Luo Hanyi didn't get angry, his tone wasn't very nice either. Seeing this, the man laughed awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything more.

Luo Hanyi let out a long sigh with low interest, and said bitterly: "I know what you mean, and I also know that it is difficult for you to believe this kind of thing, but I am sure that Fujiwara Konosuke's 'soul-burning roar' move just now

, it is indeed a soul attack, a terrifying move that is beyond our realm!"

"I don't know how he escaped unscathed, but I can guarantee that even an existence beyond the level of Da Zhenren cannot ignore the soul attack just now!"

Hearing what Luo Hanyi said, the others couldn't help but look at each other, with extremely shocked looks in their eyes: "Could it be that he has surpassed Da Zhenren by more than one realm?"

"This man has created so many miracles. For so long, we still haven't figured out his limits, so anything is possible!"

Luo Hanyi glanced left and right, nodded slightly, said something ambiguous, and continued to say sadly:

"I originally thought that although the gap between me and him is huge, as long as I can break through, I won't be much weaker than him. But now it seems that this is just my self-righteousness. This person has far surpassed me."

After saying this, Luo Hanyi let out a long sigh of disappointment and relief, and sat quietly without saying a word.

The others looked at each other for a while, and lowered their heads in silence with heavy hearts. The conference room fell into silence again.

Suddenly, a rapid ringing sounded very suddenly, because the conference room was extremely quiet, the ringing sounded particularly harsh.

The moment the bell rang, Xiao Ying's whole body trembled involuntarily - the bell came from him.

Apart from him, the person with the lowest cultivation level in this conference room is also the real ancestor. They are all aloof beings. It is difficult for him to see any of them on weekdays. The reason why he can stay here at this time is purely a coincidence.

Xiao Ying, who had been in charge of the Hong Kong branch of the 1st Secret Service Bureau for a long time, was naturally not unaware of the atmosphere in the conference room, so he tried his best to pretend to be transparent from beginning to end, for fear of getting angry.

At this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the conference room, and all the eyes of Luo Hanyi and others fell on him. Xiao Ying was naturally very frightened.

He hurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket and was about to hang up without thinking. However, when the corner of his eye glanced at the name displayed on the screen of the cell phone, the movement of his hand stopped immediately.

"Huh? Why haven't you turned it off yet?" A thin old man frowned and snorted rather dissatisfied.

This person is in the middle stage of the real-person realm, and he is not considered weak among the many special worshipers in the special service bureau. His character is already a bit mean, but at this moment, he was severely beaten by Mo Changsheng, and he was already in a very depressed mood.

When Xiao Ying's cell phone rang, it became his punching bag.

When he thought about it, he had already expressed his dissatisfaction. Xiao Ying, a 'little man' who had not even reached the level of the Innate Grand Master, would definitely hang up the phone immediately and apologize to him in fear. At that time, he could

Use the topic to express your inner anger.

However, the next moment, this person's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Not only did Xiao Ying make no move to apologize, but he didn't even hang up the phone. He even connected the call directly.

"You bastard! How dare you ignore me!" The thin old man cursed angrily and threw his left hand directly at Xiao Ying's cheek.

The gap between the two was like a vast abyss. Xiao Ying was slapped on the face before he even had time to react. Fortunately, although the old man was angry, he struck very measuredly. This slap had no power, but

It was just extremely fast, but Xiao Ying's cell phone was knocked away.

Luo Hanyi glanced at the thin old man and didn't say much. He just said lightly: "Hitting someone doesn't mean slapping him in the face. He is one of our own, so be careful next time!"

The real ancestor has a transcendent status in today's world. As long as he doesn't act recklessly or do things too outrageously, generally no one dares to offend him. Therefore, although Luo Hanyi saw that the other party was making excuses, he did not take it too seriously.

I blame this person harshly, because he has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

The thin old man nodded casually, indicating that he understood, and then turned his attention away from Xiao Ying.

The others also looked away, just to teach a junior who didn't know etiquette a lesson. Such a trivial matter was not worthy of their attention at all.

Just when everyone thought that this matter was over, Xiao Ying seemed to be crazy. Not only did he not express his gratitude to Luo Hanyi for rescuing him, but he also quickly moved toward the phone that fell on the ground.

Rushed over.

This time, everyone in the conference room was a little annoyed. Even Luo Hanyi was a little unhappy. He looked at Xiao Ying with a serious face and was about to reprimand him, but Xiao Ying slapped him away with an angry face.

The thin old man on the phone shouted: "Yin Zhenren, what are you doing?!"

"Huh?" Yin Jiang's face turned cold and his eyes narrowed dangerously: "Boy, are you questioning me?"

A scene that made Yin Jiang even more annoyed occurred. Xiao Ying actually didn't answer his question or even look at him.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Xiao Ying with confusion as he fiddled with his mobile phone desperately, saying "Hey, hey, hey" over and over again.

"Bastard! Do you think that the ancestor of a department won't teach you a lesson?" Yinjiang stood up angrily. He raised his right palm and was about to give Xiao Ying a taste of the pain. However, his right palm just slapped out.

, a strong palm firmly grasped his wrist.

Luo Hanyi ignored Yin Jiang's extremely ugly expression at all, but stared at Xiao Ying and said in a deep voice: "What did you just say?!"

Xiao Ying held up the broken mobile phone and said with a heavy breath: "The person who called me just now was Mrs. Wen Liyawen. She said that her sister was kidnapped!"

PS: I'm sorry to disappoint you, old bookworms can't be eunuchs! I ask for your understanding, book friends, I am really too busy with my current work. In fact, I have already written the outline of the following story, but I just don't have time to write the manuscript.
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