The Magician of Clow

Chapter 377 Long time no see
To be honest, Fangran was very confused.

He really didn't understand that he fell asleep for such a short time, it was really a short time!
I felt like I was on fire all of a sudden, this guy is good, just pretending to be a ghost, pouring black wheat and tangerine, and dancing with a scepter, no matter what, putting those two together is like talking about cross talk,
A joker, a flatterer, a bastard who not only formed a team to pierce his own heart.

Just about to lie back on his sofa and continue to sleep, Fangran saw it.
At some point outside the door, several people were already standing in line.

Fang Ran: "."

silence
So, is news really spreading so fast in this information age!

￡(iДi)ツ┏━┓ (slapping the table with tears)!

Facing a pale and weak man who had witnessed the whole process of Fangran's 'hypnosis' just now, Fangran had no choice but to sit back behind the desk with a twitching corner of his mouth.

With complicated choices on his face, he carried out his identity as an old Chinese doctor to the end.

Pretend to be a force by yourself, even when you are kneeling
Having said that
But shit! ! !
Fangran gritted his teeth and put it on the seventh one. After he finished saying that he was too busy earning money to take care of his family, his wife ran away. Facing a house full of banknotes alone, he realized that his life was wasted and he didn't get anything. Precious things, in the end because of depression and insomnia for several years, Fangran really wanted to slap the man who passed by
He found that there were not fewer people lining up outside the door.
On the contrary, it doubled the length of the motherfucker!

Dry! (╬◣д◢)!

From the beginning of acting and doing a full set, to the end of "don't worry about you, I'll just wave my hand when I go up", Fangran who roared in his heart, "there's no end, why are there so many people?" Fangran didn't know.

He almost 'hypnotizes' everyone, and those drowsy guys will be moved to send the news that their insomnia has finally been saved in their social circles.

And who are they.

Merchant!
What could be better than this gang of businessmen networking?
Even if they are not seen by others, these people will take the initiative to contact people they know who are troubled by insomnia, such as which leader, which boss, which old parents of acquaintances, selling favors, and getting closer .

then
Because the effect is so good, the senses of all the people who experience it are amazing, so it leads to.
There are more and more people queuing outside.

Even due to the large number of people, we had to transfer hospital beds from downstairs, urge one, put another, and then line up in the corridor. A bunch of successful people and big bosses are neatly lined up like babies in the nursery. sleep.

In the end, he was so busy that it was like running an assembly line. Even Luo Yuanshan's young assistant, Xiao Wang, was caught by Fangran as a coolie.

Responsible for lifting people to bed.

This is not counting those who plan to come by plane, and the non-capital people who have already boarded a private plane
Hahaha (embarrassed)

But Fangran roared furiously in his heart!

Fuck Li Liang!I want to sleep!

Then he covered his face in his heart, feeling that he couldn't look directly at so many people still lined up outside.

My god, it's not that I'm short of money, it's better to say that apart from the last time I went to Linfu Street, I have no chance to spend money this summer vacation!
So, all strong men, shall we please come back?

But at this moment, Fangran looked at Abel in front of him wanting to cry without tears.

Oh my God, are foreigners finally coming here this time?
can i go home tonight
"you you you"

The corner of Fangran's mouth twitched and he huddled in the boss's chair. Looking at the aura of this Liangshan hero who just robbed the execution ground, he shouted in Chinese, 'Wait! ' My foreign friend thought with cold sweat in his heart.

he.
Is this dissatisfaction with me for putting down his partner who was in charge of supporting him?

However, Abel, who was standing opposite, was already stunned.

He really didn't expect, and he didn't understand why, that he would see such a thing in Huaxia, here, in the hands of this ordinary-looking young man.

The last time I saw it was at the starting point in the northern part of the Cordillera Mountains, near Alaska, in the Fiseld Empire Manor, which is almost a small city.

At the ten-year event that night.

From the end of the tapered cone, streamlined mountains, oceans, and dragons spread out, as if growing and intertwining from the bottom, forming a slender and graceful rod body mixed with gold and other precious metals.

The mountains are rigid vertically and horizontally, the ocean rotates softly, and the dragon-shaped giant claws are lifelike. Three completely different styles are carved and inlaid with diamonds, emeralds and various gemstones, and finally intertwined and bloomed on the head of the wand.

Cast into that great crimson crystal!
Abel stared straight at the scepter that was almost shrouded in a layer of golden mist, not to mention the shape that almost no one knew except him, the Fiseld core high-level, just from the top of the Fischer. The unparalleled natural blood red crystal discovered during the rise of Selde ruled out all possibilities of fraud.

Let Abel know clearly from the first moment that this is the one he finally saw in the hands of Master Fisrd last time, the symbol of the highest status of the O'Brien family
—The Crimson Queen.

Impossible, why is it here! ?

There was a turbulent wave in Abel's heart, but as Fiseld was in charge of the entire Asian industry, he quickly reflected, but he still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes. He took a deep look at the Scarlet Queen on the table, He quickly left the room without saying a word.

Fangran behind the desk was confused by his actions, and finally lowered his head to look at the crimson scepter in front of him, slightly dazed
Outside the corridor, Abel looked anxious. He quickly came to a corner and gave an order to the Chinese woman who had been waiting outside:
"Activate the satellite channel, apply for my private line, hurry up, use your fastest speed!"

"I understand."

She replied calmly and simply. Less than a minute later, Abel put on the headset, looked at the silver communication device in her hand, took a deep breath, and dialed a 1-digit number with a serious face.

Only they, at the top of Fisseld, have a number that no more than thirty people out of nearly a million employees know.

The communication was connected silently, and a majestic old man with a silver beard appeared on the screen in front of the crimson curtain, and a mountain-like voice spoke:
"Rockefeller, there seems to be no reason for you to make this call at this time."

"I'm sorry, sir."

Abel immediately bowed slightly to apologize, but he immediately spoke with a serious face and a dignified voice.

"I know this time really shouldn't disturb your rest, but I'm in Huaxia"

"I saw your cane."

The pupils of the old man with the silver beard froze slightly, then calmed down as if there had been no fluctuations, nodded and said:

"Well, I see. I will send you the next order through a message."

Then the communication is cut off and the screen goes black.

Abel doesn't know so why...don't tell me what to do right away?
Just when he was wondering, a line of text lit up on the communicator.
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'Give the communicator to the person you met, and make sure he's the only one around'-
Get rid of everyone, including yourself?
Slightly stunned and terrified, Abel still took a deep breath, took the communication device from the woman who followed him as a bodyguard and interpreter, and walked into the office again.

"Sorry, please let me go, I will pay you enough compensation later."

Nodding in a gentle manner, Abel then signaled to the female bodyguard and stopped the people outside the door.

He walked into the office by himself.

Assistant Xiao Wang just pushed a person out, wondering why the foreigner came back.

I was thinking in the room with a vicissitudes of life, "how many people are there, should I run away, and will it affect the reputation of Sister Susu Hospital, but I finally don't have to deal with official duties, why am I pretending to be psychological here?" Fangran, a doctor, was stunned when he saw Abel walk in again and close the door of the office.

But before Fangran could speak, Abel put down Fisseld's special confidential communication device, then made a slight salute, and after making sure that only Fangran was in the room, he went out and closed the door.

"Eh, what is he doing.?"

Fangran was confused by Abel's strange behavior, he casually took the tablet-like thing that Abel put down, blinked his eyes and said strangely:
"So he gave this to me!?"

Fangran, who was happy for a second just thinking about whether the other party had a brain twitch and gave him this high-end-looking 'tablet', was captured instantly the second he appeared on the communication decoration camera.

The dark screen lights up.

A girl with tortoiseshell glasses and weak-looking silver-gray hair sat on an unknown sofa with crimson gold armrests.

She seemed a little embarrassed and rubbed her snow-white legs under her gorgeous skirt, and looked at Fangran with a reddish face, as if trying to muster up courage, but hesitated to speak.

Fangran, who was sitting behind the desk, was taken aback when he saw her, and looked at the crimson scepter in front of him.

Then suddenly understood everything just now.

Putting away the other expressions on his face, Fangran sighed helplessly.

He relaxed his body, put one hand on the desk, propped his cheek, lowered his calm eyes, and looked at the silver-haired girl on the screen.

He sighed softly in a slightly different tone from his usual funny complaints:
"So pretending to be like this, do you want me to think it's better to call you Monica?"

Sighing softly, it seemed to be chatting with an old acquaintance who had been reunited for a long time, with a slightly helpless tone.

Hearing such a sentence, the silver-haired girl wearing tortoiseshell glasses on the screen lowered her head, raised the corners of her mouth, and her temperament seemed to be shattered.

into another atmosphere.

She casually took off the pair of tortoiseshell glasses and threw them lightly, Wen Ruo's waterfowl-like demeanor just now disappeared.

It was replaced by a strong queen-like arrogance. She raised the corners of her mouth and chuckled, and casually let go of her long silver-gray hair. She looked at Fangran with an unknown smile on her silver-gray pupils, and smiled softly. :
"Long time no see, Night Crow."

What responded to her was the young man raised his eyes and sighed softly:

"Long time no see, Veronica."

　"The Dragon in the World of Marvel", a book written by an old book friend of mine in the early days of my book friend group, you can read it if you are interested, and I, Di Tian, ​​finally finished writing it, and I still have to type it when I come back from a busy day Words, the most frightening thing is that on such a hot day, all the other roommates went to the Internet cafe to turn on the air conditioner. Do you know that I endure the misery of hot code words alone in the dormitory! ? (cover face and cry)
　　
　
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