Manual of Space-Time Interference

"I think when Lao Tzu's team opened, there were only a dozen people in total, seven or eight guns, and I was dizzy when I was chased by the imperial army..."

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With a kind smile that is always present on his face, Dialect sat on the reclining chair, watching the prosperous city outside the balcony and involuntarily humming a little song, but stopped slightly in an instant.

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Standing up, he opened the floor-to-ceiling windows that separated the outside world, and Dialect lay down on the chair again,

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"I think that when Lao Tzu's team opened, there were only three people in total, and there were no guns. When they met the Qin army..."

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Pretending to be a spring day, closing his eyes slightly, humming the Beijing Opera, his unique charm and tone...

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Perhaps, it would be better to have another palm fan in my hand...

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……

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On the other side, inside the carriage with a strange atmosphere,

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"arrive!"

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He Bin stopped the car steadily at the intersection, and said in a muffled voice to Fu Fang who was sitting in the back seat without turning his head.

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"Next time, remember to add the title of Secretary Fu in front." Fu Fang nodded in response, then turned to open the door and walked down. He Bin looked at it, glanced around slightly, opened the door and walked down.

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Facing the wholesale market of medicinal materials, He Bin raised his head and glanced at the recently renovated sign above, and then looked at the graceful back of Fu Fang left behind through the sunglasses, and it seemed that only the piece of that night was left in his mind. snow white...

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Touching his nose unconsciously, He Bin took a cigarette from his pocket and took out a lighter. The silver-white exterior revealed a luxury under the reflection of sunlight.

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"Da!"

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As the smoke slowly dissipated, He Bin pressed his right ear with his hand and asked, "Secretary Fu, can you hear me?"

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"Can!"

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"Um!"

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As another puff of smoke dissipated, the line of sight on the sunglasses turned to Fu Fang's angle. The surrounding area looked abnormally dirty, and there was a shop called 'A Shan Herbal Store'.

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"Boss, I'll get the goods!" Fu Fang said indifferently, holding his hands, looking at the boss who was sorting the herbs with his back to him.

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"What's your name?" The boss who was handling the medicinal herbs raised his head and asked.

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"Mingjie, please hurry up!"

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Fu Fang said, turning her head slightly to look around, it looked like a dilapidated small shop and a sloppy shop owner.

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"Beauty, don't worry." The shop owner said with a big smile, turned and walked to the back of the house, brought a black leather bag over, looked at Luo Qiao's outstretched hand and retracted the leather bag.

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"It's a rule, you need money and goods, but because it's not easy to receive these things, I'm going to raise the price!" The store owner said with a smile, with his big buck teeth open.

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"I'll inspect the goods first!" Fu Fang frowned and said.

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"Okay!" The shop owner said, pressing his hand on the side, and the shop door closed directly.

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"Fu Fang, Fu Fang, what's the situation?"

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He Bin's urgent voice came from her ears. Fu Fang held her hands together, watched the shop owner in front of him open the purse, and then touched the various poison glands inside with her hands. She nodded slightly and asked,

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"How many?"

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"20%" said the shop owner, put everything back in the bag, patted it and said again, "It's all black market stuff, contraband, it's not easy to find these things these days."

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"Okay!" After saying a simple word, Fu Fang directly transferred 200,000 yuan, then reached out to grab the purse, but was held down by the store owner again.

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"Beauty, one last thing!" The shop owner looked at Fu Fang's raised eyebrows and said with a grin, then pointed to the shop door he just reopened.

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"After going out, you haven't been here, and I haven't seen you either."

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Pulling hard, the purse fell into her hands. Fu Fang raised her **** at the shop owner, and then walked out without looking back. She glanced at He Bin, who was smoking by the hover car, and opened the door directly. Sit in.

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"Huh..."

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Reaching out and taking off the mask-like thing on her face, Fu Fang exhaled. After checking the contents of the leather bag again, she put the things in the small drawer next to her, and then leaned on the seat easily.

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"Where are we going next?"

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Hearing the sound of the door closing in front, Fu Fang asked without raising her head.

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"Send you back first." He Bin replied, breaking the rear-view mirror at the top of the car while merging into the traffic, still the same silence and strangeness when the two were alone.

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"Next time I call you, you have to remember to respond, even if it's just an action." He Bin raised his eyes and looked at Fu Fang behind him.

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"it is good!"

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Fu Fang responded and fell silent again.

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"The vehicle in front pulls over to stop, please cooperate with the inspection!" A voice sounded from inside the car, He Bin glanced at it a little, and then honestly leaned towards the next lane to slow down.

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"Traffic police patrol, don't be nervous." He Bin said to Fu Fang, who was instantly tense behind him, and then the car stopped honestly.

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"Hello, please show your ID card!"

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Putting down the car window, He Bin took off his sunglasses, stretched out his hand and handed it over as usual.

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"Shanhe City, when will you get Blue Star?" the traffic police asked.

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"This morning, I was with my boss. I was his bodyguard and driver." He Bin smiled, "The boss is staying at the Xinghu Hotel, and his secretary and I are out to do some errands."

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The traffic police listened, glanced slightly at the back seat of the car, then nodded, looked at He Bin and continued to ask, "Where did you go just now?"

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"In the science and technology park on the right, we went there to see the company's location and do some research."

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"Your vehicle doesn't have a positioning mark, what's the situation?" After looking at his terminal, the traffic police raised his head and asked He Bin.

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"There is no positioning mark?" He Bin was stunned for a while, then a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand to drum up on the control panel of the car,

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"Yes, there is no positioning mark, please let the lady in the back come out..."

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"boom!"

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A voice interrupted the traffic policeman's next words, He Bin regained his fist on the console, turned to the traffic policeman and said carelessly, "Look if there are any now, the boss said something is broken. Just smash it, you see, if it's good or not, if it's not good, I'll continue to smash it, the big deal is to go back and ask the boss to replace this more than 20 million car."

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Perhaps it would be better to light a cigarette,

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So He Bin ordered.

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"Da!"

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"Guru..."

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The traffic policeman's throat rolled obviously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Looking at He Bin's abusive eyes with his elbow on the window, he lowered his head and looked at the terminal, and then respectfully handed back all the documents .

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"Comrade, everything is normal, walk slowly!"

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He waved his hand, and without much entanglement, He Bin closed the car window again, turned on the power switch, and rejoined the traffic flow...

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"He Bin, I don't see that you're quite bluffing..."

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"Basic operation, basic operation..."

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With the same honest and honest face as before, He Bin put on his sunglasses again, put out the cigarette, and looked at the road ahead, but his face was a little brighter...

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……

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An extra pot of tea, still the reclining chair, still the unique charm,

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"I admire your composure, agility, and courage, and how dare you to play with a spear in front of the Qin army. If you don't have the good idea of ​​resisting Qin and saving the country, how can you sacrifice yourself and save others without panic...")!!