Chapter 15 The Return of the Swallow

They are all strong men between 20 and 40.

Wearing a navy blue suit, a white shirt, black leather shoes, and a rectangular box on his back.

Just this set of clothes, just walk outside and change the box into a backpack. Nine times out of ten, it's for insurance, which is really a little rustic.

Although the clothes are a little rustic, the appearance of these men is quite beating.

A watery long-haired ponytail, one by one, their eyes are fierce, their faces are cold, and there is a fierce smell from the inside out.

All the people here are people with status, but anyone who can get to their position, their basic eyesight is not bad. As soon as you look at the taste of these people, you can guess that the people who break in don't have more than a dozen or twenty lives. That is, it will never reveal the fierceness that makes these senior mages who are afraid. Temperament.

In this harmonious society, it doesn't matter whether it's people or demons and monsters. It's amazing that a person has more than a dozen or twenty lives in his hands. Suddenly, such a group of people appear, and all of them are full of murderousness and blood. This is simply an alternative that is completely incompatible with this harmonious society, which is more unreasonable than demons and monsters.

These men in suits broke into the door, immediately scattered around, and stood in the middle of the directors.

If you have insight, you can immediately see that the position of these men in suits is extremely appropriate. Once it is meaningful, you can immediately control everyone in the whole room seamlessly.

The men in the suit still poured in. Except for those who inserted into the crowd, they all stood in teams on both sides of the door. For each stand, they immediately took down the long box on his back and put it on the ground in front of him, and pressed their hands on the lid.

Everyone here knows the goods. At a glance, you can see what kind of box it is, but the multi-functional sword box produced by Yuchengshi Company, which is full of guy style. These men in suits put on this posture, which can pull the guy out of the sword box and cut people at any time.

Everyone present was completely suppressed by the momentum of this group of suit men. For a while, Lin Linggao was the first to come to his senses. As soon as he turned his head and saw that Xu Youzhong was still stunned, he couldn't help but despise him. He immediately stood up and shouted righteously, "Who are you? Do you know what the place is? It's also what you can do! Get out of there quickly!"

It's just that Vice Chairman Lin's scolding didn't have any effect at all. The men in the suit pressed the sword box with their hands, did not look evil, and stood neatly, which made Vice Chairman Lin's words a deaf ear at all.

Ignoring has always been the greatest contempt. Especially on this occasion, it is no different from slap on Vice Chairman Lin's face, which makes Vice Chairman Lin feel that the whole face has become hot and hot. From hot to swelling, it seems to be a little swollen. A stream of anger surged in his chest, and he couldn't help but want to erupt.

These guys are so rude. They don't even have a badge. They dare to break into the highest authority in the Chuncheng magic world in groups. They dare to be so rude. He, the vice chairman, is simply a black blind man!

It's tolerable, familiar and unbearable!

If this tone is swallowed today, Lin Linggao will no longer have to be in the spring city magic world in the future. He will directly give up the chairman's position to Xu Youzhong.

In fact, Lin Linggao still regrets a little. He regrets that he should not have stood up so soon. Anyway, the host of today's meeting is Xu Youzhong. He doesn't stand up, and it is also Xu Youzhong who can't come to the stage, not Lin Linggao.

However, there is no medicine for regret in the world, and now is not the time to regret. Now that you have stood up, you can't give up halfway. You have to let these people who don't know Taishan know him, Vice Chairman Lin. If the tiger is not powerful, you think I'm a sick cat, I have to see today. Chuncheng fell to the ground. Who has the final say.

Lin Ling held his breath and shouted outside the door: "Guard, guard, are you all dead?" While roaring, he took out the phone and dialed it, ready to call someone to help.

What? Did Vice Chairman Lin personally drive people away? Make it clear that we are the vice chairman. If we don't have to, how can we do it by ourselves? What should we do if we get hurt? We are noble people, delicate and expensive, and we can't do this kind of rough work.

At this time, hundreds of men in suits have broken in. In addition to the interspersed positions, the two teams arranged in parallel from the door to the middle of the conference room. Fortunately, the conference room was large enough to hold so many people. If it was changed to a smaller room, it would probably be squeezed into canned sardines.

The door of the conference room was slightly still, and it was immediately pushed away.

This time, a middle-aged man in his forties came in. He was also wearing the same style of suit, missing an arm, and his sleeves were floating empty.

Middle-aged people only stood at the door, did not walk in, and slowly looked around the room.

If the eyes of these men in the suit just now are fierce and felling, the eyes of the last middle-aged man who came in are like a knife. No matter who they look at, it seems that they can dig a piece of meat directly with their eyes.

No one dared to look at the mages present. The middle-aged man glanced over and bowed his head to avoid it. Even Xu Youzhong, Lin Linggao, Zhou Tongxian and Wei Chaoyang did not dare to look up. They were secretly terrified. They had never heard of such a person in Spring City before. I don't know what it was. Can't you be a mage from another province? But even if you want to come and grab the cake points, it's too domineering. Aren't you afraid of the collective rebound of the spring city magic world?

Anyway, since you have come in, you have to talk.

Everyone was waiting for the middle-aged man to show his identity.

However, the one-armed middle-aged man did not speak. After looking around, he nodded slightly, and then gently patted the closed door of the conference room behind him.

The door opened to both sides at the same time, completely opened, and one person strode into the conference room.

It's just a twenty-four or twenty-five-five-year-old young man, wearing glasses, jeans and white shirts, sleeves raised high, and a gentle face. He looks like a college student who is still on campus. He doesn't have any compelling temperament. He just walked into the conference room lightly, as if he walked into a teacher who was preparing for class. Like a room.

Behind him, there are many people. The leader is Longhushan's eldest sister Ai Liyun, who has emerged in the past six months, followed by a group of senior executives of Hell Colonial Company, Liu Yi, Wei Rong, Han Ya, Mei Yaxuan, Zhang Jingjing, Yan Qingruo, Lin Tianhao, Yu Dongyao, Li Ruiliu, Yu Bojun, Jiao Chenxi... The senior management of a Hell Colonization Company poured out, put down many complicated affairs at hand, and gathered here, line up like students.

Looking out through the wide open door, on both sides of the long corridor, there were men in suits, holding the sword box, standing there like a nail, straight to the end of the corridor.

No matter how noisy the vote was in the conference room, Yu Chunbing, who had been sitting and watching with cold eyes, stood up slowly and stared at the young man who was getting closer and closer. Tears poured out like a flood that broke the dike. His lips squirmed and whispered out the name.

"Yong Bowen!"

On the morning of the early summer of June, which was so depressing and almost suffocating, when a group of hungry wolves were crawling on the corpse of the fish, Yong Bowen, who had been missing for half a year, came back and broke in so wantonly, like piercing through the sun on the top of the dark clouds, bringing the summer rain. A wisp of bright.

***I'm the second dividing line***

Ha, I like this appearance very much. It has a boss style.

From this moment on, Yongda Tianshi is the boss who needs to be brushed.