Buddha was sure that he wanted to make Mr. Ming a whim that he was definitely not thinking. To be precise, he was very afraid to see Mr. Ming.

This fear is like it comes from life instinct.

Perhaps this is because the initial meeting between Buddha and Mr. Ming was not pleasant, and Buddha was almost certain that if he hadn't crawled out of the coffin at the beginning, the other party would never mind instructing the old servant to bury him.

But he survived, so Mr. Ming gave him a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Buddha rubbed his nose.

But seeing Mr. Ming is definitely not a good memory.

Because of their identities, the Buddha will always feel the terrifying pressure when they meet.

This pressure is not only because of identity, but also because of Mr. Ming's terrifying power.

But Master Buddha still wants to meet Mr. Ming because this mysterious man can let him reach a higher level.

This world is always a pyramid, and that Mr. Ming is the peak of the pyramid.

At least this is true in the eyes of Lord Buddha.

Every time he saw Mr. Ming, he felt that Buddha could not accurately describe this feeling.

But overall, we can feel that Mr. Ming seems to be standing at an extremely high level and looking down at everyone, just like people living their lives looking down at the ants on the ground.

After a long time, the Buddha put down his hand pressed on the bridge of his nose and looked at the old servant.

"Old servant, who do you think Mr. Ming is?"

"Mysterious, I can't see through."

The old servant replied truthfully, this is the most direct feeling of the old servant himself, perhaps because he saw him stupidly, or perhaps because of other reasons.

This was indeed his most sincere feeling at that time.

"It's like a layer of fog, um~"

The old servant seemed to have fallen into some thought, and he said after a moment of silence

"It's not accurate, he's like a lighthouse in a storm above the sea."

"I can't see through anything, I can only see a trace of light."

The Buddha did not comment, did not comment or answer, but just looked at the bronze ancient mirror, then turned around and returned to the bedroom.

~

Binhai, Luotian Building, this is a landmark building in Binhai.

If the people on the top floor of the coast are arranged in sequence and then a building that best represents the coastal structure will definitely be selected in a crushing manner.

This is not because it has many years of history and how much it can represent the city of Binhai.

But because it itself is the representative building of the Superman Auction.

In the city of Binhai, countless people entered the Binhai for the sake of the extraordinary people auctioning the Hu Club.

And now in this Luotian Building, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and wearing a meticulous suit all over his body.

If it is not Li Daoyi, who can it be?

At this time, a man in black was standing in front of Li Daoyi.

"So that Buddha's man is here?"

Li Daoyi asked, holding the golden-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Li Daoyi has been paying attention to the Buddha mentioned by Mr. Wen.

There is no way not to pay attention. After all, if someone interested in Mr. Wen wants to reach a high position, it is just a matter of time.

Thinking of this, Li Daoyi picked up the files of Buddha on the table, and above the files was the cold face of a bald man with sunglasses.

Just like this Buddha, he was just a small leader in the dark world of the extraordinary man in Jiangyin, but now he has a vague attitude of becoming the emperor of the dark world of the extraordinary man in the Ming Dynasty.

"Yes, no one knows why, and Lord Buddha didn't explain to others, but one person came."

The man in black standing in front of Li Daoyi said slowly.

"Who?"

Li Daoyi raised his head and leaned on the backrest of the mahogany chair.

"He is a man with a nickname called 'Jiaozizhang', and this is also the first subordinate of Buddha to be conquered in Jiangyin."

"Rubby Zhang?"

Li Daoyi narrowed his eyes.

He had really heard of this name because it was the first few names mentioned in the Buddha's report, and Li Daoyi had read that report several times.

He was very interested in that Buddha.

This gangster Zhang Ye has a great status with the Buddha. Since ancient times, he has been the first person to surrender among all enemies. If such a person can persist until the end, he will definitely have a place in the Buddha's system.

"Already arrived at the coast?"

"Well, I guess I have arrived at the bottom of Luotian Building now."

"Is this how?"

Li Daoyi squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something for a long time before speaking

"Look at what the other party is going to do, remember not to be negligent. If the other party comes to see me, then take a walk around the coast first and then see me."

"yes!"

~

It was already late at night when the punk Zhang came to Luotian Building.

But he was still a little nervous.

In the world of the extraordinary, the name of the extraordinary auction is much larger than that of the Ming Chamber of Commerce. A place where all the extraordinary people are able to abide by the rules and auction here must have an amazing force behind it.

At least in the eyes of Pi Zi Zhang, the extraordinary auction will even surpass many extraordinary forces in the Ming Dynasty, even those who have been passed down for thousands of years.

At this time, sitting in front of him was a man with gold-rimmed glasses.

But the punk Zhang knew that the most easy-to-identify appearance feature for the people who are now in charge of the Superman Auction are gold-rimmed glasses.

When did Lord Buddha have anything to do with the extraordinary auction?

Can you also let the person in charge of the Superman Auction come to see him?

And who is Mr. Ming?

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Praiser Zhang's mind, but they were finally interrupted by a voice.

"Have you had fun?"

The punk Zhang subconsciously raised his head, but saw the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looking at him.

"Fortunately, this is not important. What matters is that Buddha asked me to bring a sentence."

"Tell me!"

"He wants to meet Mr. Ming."

When he said this, the punk Zhang couldn't help but look at Li Daoyi, as if he wanted to see from Li Daoyi who Mr. Ming was.

~

Mount Tai is majestic and vast, majestic and uncommon.

The endless sea of ​​clouds surged, and there were no mortals on the peak that had pierced the distant sea.

The extraordinary people gathered here, as if waiting for something.

But it has passed one day and one night, and there is still no change here. It seems that the previous change is just a dream.

But the extraordinary people are still waiting, as if waiting for the beginning of an era.

Wen Zhengming sat not far from the foot of the mountain, on a huge bluestone, facing the east.

I don't know how long it will take,

Buddha was sure that he wanted to make Mr. Ming a whim that he was definitely not thinking. To be precise, he was very afraid to see Mr. Ming.

This fear is like it comes from life instinct.

Perhaps this is because the initial meeting between Buddha and Mr. Ming was not pleasant, and Buddha was almost certain that if he hadn't crawled out of the coffin at the beginning, the other party would never mind instructing the old servant to bury him.

But he survived, so Mr. Ming gave him a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Buddha rubbed his nose.

But seeing Mr. Ming is definitely not a good memory.

Because of their identities, the Buddha will always feel the terrifying pressure when they meet.

This pressure is not only because of identity, but also because of Mr. Ming's terrifying power.

But Master Buddha still wants to meet Mr. Ming because this mysterious man can let him reach a higher level.
To be continued...