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    Section 171 Maybe it's fate

    Qin Dongbei was taken aback by Wang Min's reaction.

    His one-on-one fight was originally a scene remark, and it would be embarrassing to come over aggressively to block people and catch people, and then retreat in a hurry, so why should you be a boss if you don't say something on the scene to save face?

    Shouldn't a reasonable and normal person be silent and happy after listening to the scene?

    It's really not possible to make a wave of irony back and forth!

    Why do you look like you are eager to try?

    Neuropathy?  ?  ?

    Qin Dongbei was shocked.

    Without further ado, turn around and run with someone!

    On the way, he turned his head and told the three people beside him solemnly: "This Wang Wen is very wrong! Send all the forces to investigate carefully, I want to know exactly how many grains of rice he eats every day! Find out what makes him  He is so confident at only 300 floors!"

    The three looked at each other suspiciously, looking back at Wang Wen who was getting further and further away, their eyes were puzzled, but they still chose to follow Qin Dongbei's instructions.

    Looking at Tiansheng people who gradually disappeared from the field of vision, a trace of imperceptible regret flashed across Wang Wen's eyes.

    He is not yet fully sure that Tiansheng will be taken over by one pot.

    After all, it is the first time in two lifetimes that the three items have been broken, and the speculation that the strength exceeds 600 levels is only a judgment based on experience. After all, it has not been tested in actual combat, and no one knows what the final result will be.  Woolen cloth?

    Be cautious in life.

    Don't laugh if you don't have money in your pocket, and don't take the knife until you're dead.

    Wang Wen can not be afraid of the other party coming to the door, but he can't take the initiative to rush forward and be tough.

    Pulling heads-up and crushing groups are two different things.

    Therefore, he could only watch Qin Dongbei leave with regret, and express his disdain for what the other party said he could not do.

    The group of five from the First Financial Group next to them came to them.

    Looking at Wang Min curiously.

    In any case, these people came to help him after all, Wang Wen politely nodded to the leader and said, "Thank you, Captain Lu."

    The leader of the five-member group was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became more curious: "Do you know me?"

    Wang Wen smiled calmly and said: "There are only a few top climbers, even if you haven't seen it, you should have heard of it. The famous top team of the First Financial Group has admired it for a long time. It is a great honor to finally meet a real person today.  "

    Captain Lu didn't answer, and smiled strangely.

    Just now he looked at himself and greeted him as soon as he opened his mouth, obviously very sure of his identity, this is not as simple as just admiring.

    He thought for a while, and said to Wang Wen: "Mr. Gu admires you very much. I'm curious. What did you do to make him so fancy? You even had a big fight with the boss about you."

    about this point.

    Wang Wen herself was also a little puzzled.

    It stands to reason that it is normal for him to have a "deep affection" for Gu Jianbing, after all, the emotions of the previous life are retained.

    However, it is not normal for Gu Jianbing to have such unusual love for him. According to the historical trajectory, the two did not know each other in college.

    "Maybe it's fate."

    This is the answer Wang Wen gave Captain Lu.

    The two parties bid farewell.

    Wang Wen transited back and forth through the World Tower portal.

    Finally arrived outside the portal of the sixth area.

    There was still some way to Gu Jianbing's hometown from here, so he hailed a taxi to go.

    In another half an hour.

    The car stopped.

    The driver said to him politely: "It's only a few steps away from the destination, please get out of the car and go for a walk. The road in the slums ahead is difficult and there is no business. I can give you less money."

    Wang Wen glanced at the "31" displayed on the meter, and said politely to the driver: "Okay, if you have less money, then erase the change, and I will transfer you 3 points."

    The taxi driver was stunned for a moment by his logic, and only felt that the change was really fucking clean.

    Checkout and get off.

    Wiping zero is of course a joke.

    ? Wang Wenshi actually paid 31.415926 points.

    Now that automated vehicles are becoming more and more popular, and there are fewer and fewer real drivers, such rare protected animals deserve more care.

    He closed the car door casually and walked into the slums ahead.

    The road here is really not easy to walk.

    The road surface is uneven, and a lot of cement is broken, exposing the sandy soil underneath.

    The street is very narrow,Walking on the road often feels like passing strangers.

    This is not.

    I happened to pass by a black and thin man who was taking a selfie with his mobile phone, and heard him say to the camera of the mobile phone: "Hello everyone, I am brother kidney deficiency, and today I received a reward of 100 points from Leng Jiao old iron  Points, great strength! Those who originally planned to go to work will not go, young people, part-time jobs are also for making a living, why do you still have to work when you have food now? Ollie just does it!"

    Wang Wen turned her head in amazement, wanting to see which master had seen life so thoroughly.

    As a result, the brother with kidney deficiency only left behind a thin back that was fading away.

    After experiencing this scene, Wang Wen's impression of the slums suddenly became mysterious.

    I didn¡¯t have the chance to come here in my previous life. No matter how poor I was in college, the savings left by my parents were enough to last until graduation. And before graduation, he was able to climb a dozen or twenty floors in the World Tower to earn some pocket money.  The first consortium has no worries about food and drink.

    Even if the old man occasionally talked about his hometown in the slums, he didn't have the chance to visit.

    After all, Gu Jianbing at that time did not leave the First Consortium, and worked hard until his death.

    The word "money" rarely becomes a problem for Wang Wen.

    ?I don¡¯t even understand why there are such a group of people in the world who would rather stay in the hopeless slums and wait to die than go to the world to become rich?

    Just like the brother with kidney deficiency who just passed by said, why do you have to work part-time when you have enough to eat?

    Wang Wen couldn't understand the truth of this kind of esoteric philosophy anyway.

    Wang Wen was thinking while walking.

    Soon came to the hometown where Gu Jianbing had mentioned many times in his memory.

    This is a sparsely populated suburb.

    Not far away, the dry riverbed is overgrown with weeds, mosquitoes and flies are everywhere, and groups of small flying insects are circling densely above the head.

    It's hard to imagine that the head of the intelligence department of the dignified First Foundation would live in such a place.

    Wang Wen walked to the gate, stood up the steps and knocked on the wooden door.

    An old voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, enter by yourself."

    He stretched out his hand and pushed, and the wooden door creaked open.

    In front of the eyes is an old but tidy small yard, an old man with a stooped back is sitting at a stone table eating noodles with a big bowl.

    See Wang Wen.

    The old man's eyes obviously paused.

    Then he greeted: "Have you eaten yet? There is still one in the pot."

    Following the direction of the old man's finger, Wang Wen walked into a dark stone kitchen on the side, opened the lid of the big pot, scooped up some noodles with chopsticks and put them into a bowl of the same size.

    Return to the yard with the bowl in hand, sit at the stone table, and eat a bowl of white water noodles with only a little salt and no oil splashes together with the old man.

    Don't say it.

    I haven't had a serious meal for several days.

    At first taste of such strong hand-rolled noodles, it is quite fragrant.

    Wang Wen chewed profusely.

    After gulping down the noodles and putting down the bowl, he took a long breath and felt comfortable all over his body.

    Gu Jianbing looked at him with squinted eyes, full of smiles: "It's not like pretending, with your ability, there will be no shortage of delicacies from mountains and seas. It's rare that such a bowl of white noodles can taste so delicious. You will always be liked by others."  Performance."

    Wang Wen rolled her eyes and thought, if you knew how I lived these days, you wouldn't say such things.  </div&gt
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