Under One Person: From the moment I become a stand-in, I’m no longer a human being!

Chapter 92 Go back and tell your master to wait for me to find her!

The sea of ​​thunder dissipated, and a pale white figure stood quietly in the middle of the road, blocking the way ahead.

"Zhao Huaisheng?"

Ma Xianhong looked puzzled, as if he was very confused about Zhao Huaisheng's arrival.

Shouldn't the other party be chatting with old man Bi Yuan in Biyou Village? Why did he suddenly appear here?

Could it be that something really went wrong in Biyou Village?
"you……"

Just as Ma Xianhong was about to speak, Zhao Huaisheng walked up and patted him on the shoulder, interrupting him.

"Lao Ma, I know you have a lot of questions now. We will have plenty of time to talk later. Now I want to talk to the person in your car."

After saying that, Zhao Huaisheng walked past Ma Xianhong and walked towards the car behind him.

Looking at Zhao Huaisheng getting closer and closer, the white-haired boy in the driver's seat became increasingly solemn.

how come……

Shouldn’t Zhao Huaisheng be stopped in Biyou Village? He shouldn’t be able to walk here.

There is no way that so many experts in the circle can't stop such a young man, unless...

Suddenly, the white-haired boy seemed to have thought of something, his pupils trembled, and he murmured.

"They... have all been dealt with."

His voice was very small and soft, but it was particularly clear in Zhao Huaisheng's ears.

Zhao Huaisheng shook his finger and chuckled.

"I can't say I solved it. I just accidentally sent them to heaven in the process of self-defense, allowing them to be reborn."

In a sense, he did send these people to heaven.

As for being reborn...

Those who besieged him were all controlled by Qu Tong's hands, so it could be said that they were given a new life.

"Go to heaven..."

The white-haired man had a gloomy expression as he repeated calmly.

"Sure enough, they are all dead."

He muttered to himself, and his hands that were tightly gripping the steering wheel loosened unconsciously.

Now he has given up the idea of ​​driving away. After all, his strength is not that strong. Compared with the group of people responsible for stopping him, he can even be said to be worse.

Since the opponent was able to eliminate all his teammates within half an hour, he must be able to kill him before he retreats!
Besides, he couldn't run away. He had not forgotten how Zhao Huaisheng fell from the sky just now.

If we compete in speed, we can’t win.

After looking at the other party's actions, Zhao Huaisheng smiled faintly.

"Smart, knowing he couldn't escape, he gave up resistance."

"But." Zhao Huaisheng smiled, "I really don't know what I did to make you take me so seriously. If I hadn't revealed much information, I might have died here."

"Boss Zhao, who knows everything, can only stop them, not kill them. The people of Sanyi who were born to be boys cannot do this if they don't have enough manpower."

At this point, the white-haired man shook his head in self-mockery, "But now I understand that our original plan was just a joke, and the number of people is meaningless."

"You can see clearly,"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just need you to say something for me."

Zhao Huaisheng placed his hand on his shoulder and whispered.

"Go back and tell your master to take care of her health and not live long enough to see the day I come to settle accounts with her."

After saying that, Zhao Huaisheng patted him on the shoulder and gave instructions.

"Remember, be careful on the road."

"Let's go."

The white-haired man's body stiffened, but he didn't say much. He just said "hmm" and drove away.

Ma Xianhong is no longer important. As the only survivor, he must tell the president everything that happened here.

Zhao Huaisheng!
variable!

After Zhao Huaisheng watched the other person walk away, he turned his head to look at Ma Xianhong and grinned. "Now...it's our turn to talk."

……

half a month later.

In a bunker somewhere in South China.

On the basketball court, a middle-aged man with big ears and a red gymnastics suit stood there, breathing in and out vital energy.

The little girl in front followed suit, replicating the other person's behavior.

"Follow me, suck~"

"Suck~"

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

Not far away, Liao Zhong put out his cigarette, glanced at the status report of Chen Duo in the past month in his hand, and stroked his chin in thought.

"What an amazing learning ability. It's only been half a year, and he has almost learned all of Old Deng's skills."

The Old Deng that Liao Zhong mentioned was the big-eared middle-aged man who taught Chen Duo on the basketball court.

He is also an expert in the South China bunker and the previous temporary worker in South China.

"Boss, you forgot that this is a child who has mastered the art of poisoning his body without being able to respond. Isn't it normal for him to have a different body and intelligence than an ordinary person?"

"Besides, Mr. Deng is a temporary employee who has just taken over the job. It would be strange if he didn't make any progress since he was taught by him personally."

"Tou'er Liao, you are biased. I begged you to let Mr. Deng teach me, but you refused. Now, for Chen Duo, you invite him back."

The staff member who was recording the information pouted and complained.

Being active on the front line and contributing to the company is much more interesting than recording data all day long.

"Go away, go away. Old Deng was a temporary worker at the time and was busy on the front lines all day. How could he have the time to teach you?"

"Besides, Xiaoye, you don't have any talent in this area. Why do you spend all day thinking about this? It would be better for you to think about how to get a promotion."

Liao Zhong waved his hand in disdain.

As a girl, Yiren has average talent and is only suited to be a clerk, but her mind is full of fighting and killing.

If the other party hadn't begged him, Liao Zhong wouldn't have wanted her to be responsible for recording Chen Duo's condition and would have replaced her long ago.

"Humph, the boss is clearly jealous of my talent."

The recorder named Xiao Ye groaned, but did not forget his business and handed another document in his hand to Liao Zhong.

"By the way, the headquarters sent a document over. It says that only you, the boss, can read it. If you have any objections, you can call Director Zhao."

Liao Zhong was stunned when he heard this, took the document and asked in confusion.

"The document from above? When did it happen?"

Didn't the headquarters always give instructions by phone? When did they switch to something as old-fashioned as documents?

The people on the board are a group of people who keep up with the times. Even those two conservatives would not do such a thing.

"yesterday."

Xiao Ye pushed up his glasses and said, "This document was delivered yesterday. Director Zhao also spoke to Anbao on the phone before."

"But at that time, you were busy with a special explosion in Liupanshui, and Director Zhao asked us not to disturb you and to talk about it after you were done. There is no rush."

"Not urgent?"

Liao Zhong frowned slightly, but his brows relaxed the next second.

"Yeah, if they were in a hurry, given the personalities of those people in the company, they would have called me a long time ago."

Having said that, Liao Zhong had no choice but to open the document in his hand in two moves.

The white paper was slowly pushed out, revealing the words. The words that came into view made Liao Zhong stunned on the spot for a moment.

"The agreement on the transfer of the Holy Child..."

(End of this chapter)