Chapter 37 The Stubborn

"Okay, it's lunch time. Let's go!" Without waiting for Zhang Bowen to burst out, the flower demon quickly pulled him away like a pig.

Zhang Bowen and Hua Yao sat in a small restaurant near the research institute without saying a word.

The flower demon is afraid that something will happen to this guy, and his eyes dare not leave each other for a moment!

"The boss's wife! Let's have a plate of fried peanuts! A pot of boiled meat slices! Three more bottles of white wine!" Zhang Bowen's voice was loud, and every word was murderous and energetic, which made the boss's wife tremble: Is this a protection fee?

"Bo Wen, I know you are not feeling well, but think about the task given by the boss!" The flower demon took a small sip of tea and regretted taking him out with him.

"I know, the task comes first! Don't worry, I will complete the task obediently. After completing the task, I will scratch the old thing!" Speaking of this, he broke the chopsticks in his hand, and the waiter was so scared that he almost dropped the dish to the ground.

The flower demon saw that the situation was out of control and quickly secretly dialed Pan Hongsheng's phone number.

But after dialing half of the phone, he changed his mind: some called him and didn't call that person...

Zhang Bowen blushed and said randomly in his mouth: "Who was I afraid of when I was with Brother Sheng? Grandma, he is a bad old man. Where did he come from so many problems? Dare to hold my collar?"

The flower demon covered his head with one hand and had a headache.

If Zhang Bowen's virtue is captured by those reporters of the entertainment weekly newspaper, it will probably be the front page headline again.

"I'm telling you, flower girl, as long as the task is completed, I won't delay for a second, just take the old man..." Before he finished a word with alcohol, he suddenly his ears were pulled.

"What kind of drunkenness are you? Drinking again!? Shame on me outside again?" Li Aijing fell from the sky and instantly twisted Zhang Bowen's ears into a rainbow shape with one hand.

"Oh... give me some face in front of outsiders!" Zhang Bowen pleaded in a row, and he was defeated like a rooster. In the blink of an eye, he was dragged home by Li Aijing.

The flower demon smiled bitterly. If there is no mourning star around him, maybe the task will be simpler.

Sometimes one plus one may not be equal to two, but may be equal to minus one.

"Boss, check out!" The flower demon patted a piece of money on the table, got up and took his clothes and was ready to leave.

At this moment, a diner next to her suddenly approached her.

The flower demon felt a tingling pain behind his back and was paralyzed all over...

"Humph, Pan Hongsheng's men are so vulnerable!" The other party has a public face, but he has an extremely sinister and obscene smile...

The flower demon felt that her limbs and bones were weak. She tried her best to stand up and resist, but she had no strength.

He avoided her light fist and clenched her hand in the palm of her hand!

The huge palm is as powerful as a bear!

The flower demon felt a tingling pain. One of his hands seemed to have been smashed. He only heard the enemy's proud and ferocious smile in his ears: "Do you dare to resist to this extent, and dare to oppose us? Use your life to give a warning to Pan!"

When the flower demon saw the other party's fist raised high, the huge fist was like a hammer. After this punch, he was more or less auspicious!

"I'm sorry, this is not a mixed doubles. What's the ability of women?" Zhang Bowen came out of nowhere, and one ear was as swollen as an elephant.

"Humph!" The assassin shook his fist, but Zhang Bowen's hand seemed to stick to his shoulder, making him unable to move!

The inner air is poured into the opponent's body, forming a hard shell, which completely seals the opponent inside!

"This is a new move developed by Uncle Ben. It doesn't seem to have a chance to use it. It's just for you today!"

Zhang Bowen burp with wine, as if there were five red hand prints on his face.

The other party is sealed in the shell of internal gas casting and can hardly move!

The others in the pub screamed and fled in horror, and the boss's wife and waiter got into the bottom of the table.

Zhang Bowen seemed to enjoy the feeling of rushing to the scene. He put a beer bottle upright on the other party's head: "With my buddy, I haven't practiced flying knives for a long time."

The flower demon stood up weakly and checked his wrist.

It seems that the bone joint is a little fractured. This assassin's wrist is really amazing! Because although the flower demon is a female stream, its grip can be better than that of a few big men. If it hadn't been paralyzed first and then attacked, it would definitely not have fallen down so easily.

Looking at Zhang Bowen, who has a big head but excellent strength, the flower demon is a little helpless: If only I had the same ability as him, how good it would be!

"Be careful, buddy, don't shake!" Zhang Wenwen held a cigarette in his heart and shook his shoulder proudly: "The first knife hit the bullseye!"

The big kitchen knife for cooking in the small restaurant was tosss, but it did not hit the bottle, but cut off the other party's neck.

Blood splashed everywhere, and everyone present screamed: Ah! It's killing me!

Zhang Bowen danced and had to perform, and was pulled away by the flower demon with all his strength.

"Why are you back again, Li Aijing!"

The flower demon looked at the drunken man and didn't know whether to praise him or give him a ear of melon seeds.

It turned out that although Zhang Bowen was a little drunk, he knew what he was doing.

If there is an enemy sneak attack, the flower demon will definitely be in danger, so he was just dragged into the back seat of a taxi by Li Aijing. While Li Aijing closed the door of the car, he went to the front gear and came down from the door on the other side.

The flower demon took out the killer's universal antidote and roughly relieved the paralysis of the body. At this time, Shirley completed the task and rushed to support. She was shocked to see the virtue of the two people: "What's wrong with you?"

One is full of wine and scolding, and the other is full of wounds and embarrassment.

"It's hard to say, wait to call Ai Jing first..." The flower demon said feebly, "Then call the boss and tell him that the enemy has begun to pay attention to this matter and must strictly guard the professor!"

The receptionist of the research institute found that many mysterious figures began to appear nearby, circling around and patrolling one by one, but they did not come in.

"Professor, is it a theft gang?" The receptionist was very vigilant, but the answer was very simple: "It's okay! Call them to come! Anyway, there is nothing valuable..."

The professor said that this sentence is very confident. The nearby area is regarded as a commercial area. There are several chemical factories and several supermarkets. Almost all these units have been stolen, but he is the only one who has not lost anything and nothing to lose.

The heavy equipment in the laboratory requires cranes to load and unload, and leaving this laboratory can only be sold as scrap iron. Other office supplies can't be sold for a few yuan at all. Except for the water in the water dispenser and toilet paper, there seems to be nothing that no one can use in daily life.

Pan Hongsheng arranged the black scorpion, Shirley and the flower demon stared at the guard, which can be said to be ignored.

But the opponent disappeared immediately after his head, and he never appeared again for a few days.

Even so, the flower demon was still very busy. She did not tire of visiting the professor again and again, but was rejected again and again.

"I'm sorry, our professor is in a meeting,"

"I'm sorry, our professor went to receive the award..."

"I'm sorry, our professor went back to his hometown to collect wheat..."

The receptionist couldn't stand it. After perfunctory again and again, she asked curiously, "Sister, what on earth are you looking for him for?" Is it the money he owes you?

"Does he owe a lot of money?" The flower demon did not answer the other party's question and asked a rhetorical question.

"That's... he still owes me a year's bonus... This old man is very stingy. He owes the construction money of this research institute, as well as various equipment funds, and..." The receptionist was endlessly and couldn't help passing on some information.

The flower demon immediately passed on what he had learned to Pan Hongsheng as soon as possible.

"What? Is this research institute at its own expense? From construction to equipment funds, is it all at your own expense? Pan Hongsheng felt a little incredible.

Let him know that these devices are very expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

He immediately wrote a check and asked his secretary to send it in person.

Who knew that the secretary Xiaomi returned disgracedly in a short time: "Boss, I was scolded by him... I've never seen such a person. He sent money and scolded..."

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything or blamed her. He waved his hand to let her go out.

It seems that this kind of old-fashioned intellectuals can't be coerced and lured. These people's tempers are smelly and hard, which can't be won by ordinary means.

Unexpectedly, he was stubborn enough to fund his own funds to build a research institute and insisted on his own research... Pan Hongsheng admired the courage of this person, and at the same time, he was also very clear in his heart that without strong economic strength as the backing, it is impossible for ordinary people to complete it even if they are thrifty.