Female President’s Bodyguard Chapter 2087: The status of the old fortune teller


When he came to the study, Xiao Chen took out a lot of ancient books from the Chaos Realm, but he looked for them, and there was nothing too suitable.

  

  Most of these are top-notch mental and combat skills, and there is no such kind of popularization.

  

   It's not that he is reluctant to use these top mental methods and combat skills, but the more top things, the higher the demands on the cultivator!

  

   So, he wanted to find a popular one, first lay the foundation for them, and then select outstanding people from them, and teach them top ancient martial arts and combat skills.

  

   If he comes up with top-notch ones, it is estimated that there are not many people who can become ancient martial arts practitioners.

  

  "What to do..."

  

   Xiao Chen frowned, with a headache.

  

The situation of   longmen members is different from that of children in the orphanage. Everyone knows that martial arts training should be done early... Adults have a higher threshold for cultivation.

  

   Xiao Chen lights up the cigarette, Zhao Feiying is coming soon, and he can’t come up with the ancient martial arts and combat skills, what should I do?

  

   "Huh?"

  

   Suddenly, he thought of something, patted his thigh, and stood up.

  

  The old fortune teller is here, why don't you go find him!

  

   I don’t have one, he must have one!

  

   Thinking of this, Xiao Chen no longer grumbled, and took things into the Chaos Realm with all his brains, and quickly left the study and walked to the old fortune-teller's residence.

  

   When he arrived, the old fortune-teller had already got up and was punching.

  

   His movements are very slow, not Tai Chi, but somewhat similar.

  

   Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune-teller, and wanted to laugh... If you throw the old fortune-teller into the park at this moment, that is, the old man who practiced in the morning, no one would have thought that he would be a peerless master!

  

  The old fortune teller naturally noticed that Xiao Chen was coming, and ignored him, but continued to practice boxing.

  

   After a set of punches was over, he slowly retreated and stood firm.

  

   "Okay, old fortune teller, you deserve to be a peerless master, that momentum... absolutely awesome."

  

   Xiao Chen applauded and flattered.

  

   "Go!"

  

  The old fortune teller's stare.

  

   "It's useless to talk less, say, what's the matter?"

  

   "Uh, old fortune teller, I want to ask you if there is an ancient martial arts method suitable for most people to practice? It's not too picky..."

  

   Xiao Chen didn't talk nonsense, and asked.

  

   "What do you want this for?"

  

  The old fortune teller is strange.

  

   "I don't want to cultivate a group of ancient martial arts practitioners. I don't need to reach too high a height. I can just practice in the middle and late stages of the dark energy."

  

   Xiao Chen said casually.

  

  "What do you think? How many forces in the ancient martial arts world, people practiced for a lifetime, only to cultivate to the middle and late stages of Anjin... Your kid is now powerful, and his tone is also louder. I look down on the middle and late stages of Anjin very much. Huh?"

  

  The old fortune teller's stare.

  

   "No, no, I don't have one."

  

   Xiao Chen shook his head.

  

   "Old fortune teller, you said that since you want to train, you can't even train the dark energy in the middle and late stages, it's so painful."

  

   "What do you want to do?"

  

  The old fortune teller looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

  

   Xiao Chen explained his thoughts.

  

   "With this time, you can buy a large number of people in the ancient martial arts world. Why do you bother with this effort."

  

  The old fortune teller is speechless.

  

  "I believe that with your ability to fool you, it is not difficult to fool a group of ancient warriors to work for you. Do you need to do this? You only let them practice now, and the aptitudes are uneven, no one knows when they will be capable Is it necessary to become an ancient warrior?"

  

  "That’s different, I can wait...their loyalty, no need to doubt! Besides, if it doesn’t work, I don’t need them to fight the ancient martial world, fight the underground world, assemble, right? Kill a mafia, It should be no problem."

  

   Xiao Chen shook his head.

  

   "Also, I never fool others, that's a personal charm, understand?"

  

   "Good job, charming... heh."

  

  The old fortune teller gave a sneer and turned and walked into the house.

  

   "Hey, why are you going?"

  

  Xiao Chen quickly followed.

  

   "I will write you the mind."

  

  The old fortune teller is out of anger.

  

   "I shouldn't have come."

  

   "Hehe, I knew you must have it."

  

   Xiao Chen smiled.

  

   "Old fortune teller, yours is mine, anyway, it will be handed to me in the future."

  

   "Are you cursing me to die?"

  

  The old fortune teller's stare.

  

   "No, no, how dare I... I heard that when he was young, you were like this, maybe when I reach the age of one, you are still like this... I think I am dead You may not die."

  

   Xiao Chen curled his lips.

  

   "Old fortune tellers, people say that age is a woman's secret, and you are not a woman. As for hiding it from me? Tell me, how old are you?"

  

   Xiao Chen was too curious about this.

  

   He has always felt that after so many years, the old fortune teller hasn't changed much... and there are no more wrinkles on his face.

  

   Then he heard that No. 1 said that, he was even more surprised. How old is this old fortune teller?

  

   is not really an old monster who never died?

  

   "I'm afraid I said it and scared you."

  

  The old fortune teller glanced at Xiao Chen and said.

  

  "Really? Anyway, I also.................., you can scare me when you say age? What international joke, come on, tell me, I wish you scared me ."

  

  Xiao Chen hurriedly said.

  

   "You will know later."

  

  The old fortune-teller shook his head, went in, and picked up the pen and paper.

  

  "……"

  

   Xiao Chen is speechless, **** it, it scares me not to say what you say... I thought you were going to tell me!

  

  唰唰唰.

  

  The old fortune-teller's writing is very fast, and it's very elegant... It's like someone calling him "Old God", it's a bit fairy.

  

   "Give it."

  

  The old fortune-teller finished writing and handed it to Xiao Chen.

  

   Xiao Chen took it over, took a closer look, and nodded: "Well, good words!"

  

  "……"

  

  The old fortune teller was speechless, he thought this kid was watching the content.

  

   "Old fortune teller, you can sell a lot of money if you just use your word? No, I have to copy a copy later. Keep this one and sell it another day."

  

   Xiao Chen said, only then can I read the content.

  

  "……"

  

  The old fortune-teller feels a little tired, how can he raise such a thing!

  

   After reading it, Xiao Chen nodded: "Old fortune teller, thank you, when I train five hundred warriors, I will fight the world and unify the world, let you be the emperor."

  

   "Go!"

  

  The old fortune teller is out of anger.

  

  "If you had that ambition, it would be okay. Tianjing circled around the woman every day, so let's go around the circle, I haven't done business yet..."

  

   "Hey, why am I not doing business?"

  

   Xiao Chen stared.

  

   "Which is the small one? It has been so long and there is no one at all. This is called doing business? Come here, my old man will show you, do you have any hidden illnesses?"

  

  The old fortune teller said, he must stretch out his hand and grab Xiao Chen's wrist.

  

   "Damn!"

  

   Xiao Chen slapped a palm, collided with the palm of the old fortune-teller, and then stepped back.

  

   "Don't talk nonsense, who has a hidden illness, I don't have one!"

  

   "Then hurry up!"

  

   "Stop talking to you, I have an appointment, and I'm leaving."

  

  "Wait, Laoguan and Qiuzi are leaving today, right?"

  

   asked the old fortune teller.

  

   "Yes, what's the matter?"

  

   Xiao Chen nodded.

  

  "Let’s go to Beijing with them, I want to see No.1, there is something to do with him."

  

   said the old fortune teller.

  

   "Huh? I have to go too?"

  

   Xiao Chen was startled.

  

   "Yes."

  

  The old fortune-teller nodded.

  

   "Okay, let's go together, just to send Qiuzi to the capital."

  

   Xiao Chen nodded.

  

   "When will you come back?"

  

   "I will be back today."

  

   "Okay, then I'll talk to Lao Guan... By the way, you said that when you see No. 1, you will see No. 1? I don't know if No. 1 has time to talk to you. What if the row is full?"

  

   Xiao Chen despised.

  

  "Hey, it’s not my old man who told me. I’m going to see No.1. Even if he is visiting abroad, he has to push things off. Come back, believe it?"

  

  The old fortune teller sneered.

  

  "Really?"

  

   Xiao Chen didn't believe it. Although he knew that the old fortune teller had a very high status, even Number One once said the word ‘Guo Shi’, but it wouldn’t be the case for Number One, right?

  

  "Can you get in touch with No.1's secretary? Tell him, just say I'm going to see No.1 and ask No.1 what it says."

  

  The old fortune teller saw that Xiao Chen didn't believe it, and said.

  

   Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller, took out his mobile phone, and called Secretary Yan.

  

  "This afternoon? Brother Xiao, today there is an important meeting for the heads of state to receive foreign heads of state..."

  

   Secretary Yan was a little embarrassed after listening.

  

   "The work schedule is very full today."

  

   Hearing what Secretary Yan said, Xiao Chen glanced at the old fortune-teller: "Hehe, it's not that I want to see, you go and talk to Number One, just say that the old fortune-teller is going to see him... Ask, See you if you have time, forget it if you don’t have time."

  

   "OK."

  

   Secretary Yan was startled, and then he agreed.

  

   After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune-teller: "Hehe, old fortune-teller, I think you want to hang out? I heard it, it's an important meeting, and you have to receive foreign heads of state... You said that if you disappear on the 1st You, where to put your old face, so embarrassing, isn't it?"

  

   "Wait."

  

  The old fortune-teller was there, so he made tea and took a sip.

  

   After only two or three minutes, the phone rang.

  

   Xiao Chen picked up his cell phone and was startled. This is not Secretary Yan’s phone number, but... the number one’s private phone!

  

  He has a private number, but instead of calling, he called the secretary.

  

   After all, what if it’s not convenient over there?

  

   In case I really refused, it’s not too embarrassing to have a secretary in the middle.

  

   What he didn't expect was that Number One actually called back in person.

  

   "Answer the phone, why don't you answer?"

  

  The old fortune teller saw Xiao Chen staying there~IndoMTL.com~ said.

  

   "Huh? Oh."

  

   Xiao Chen answered the phone.

  

   "Hey, chief..."

  

  "Xiao Chen, the old gods are coming? When will you arrive? Will you be with them?"

  

   "Ah, yes."

  

   "Hehe, okay, I'm waiting for you in the capital... Originally I wanted to visit the old **** in Longhai, but I was afraid that it would not be appropriate, so I didn't bother!"

  

  "……"

  

   Xiao Chen stayed in a daze, then looked at the old fortune teller.

  

   "So what, don't you have an important meeting this afternoon?"

  

   "Push back."

  

  "Don’t you still want to receive foreign heads of state?"

  

   "Also postpone, let them wait first, and the same will happen tomorrow... The old gods are coming, other things will be pushed away, I will wait for you!"

  

   Number One smiled, sounding a little excited.


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