Urban Magic Eye

In order to do her job well, Zhou Qianwei also put in a lot of effort. Even though the airport staff had said bad things about her, she did not hide. She ran to a corner where there was no one to cry about.    

    

She chose to face it calmly and did not pay attention to these people. She patrolled the airport and saw some flaws. She used her notebook to seek a solution.    

    

This kind of work was obviously not something that could be completed in a day or two. It required a long-term research examination. If Lee Hao did not do anything, he would definitely meet Zhou Qianwei.    

    

But all of this was solved by Liu Cong's call!    

    

At noon, Zhou Qianwei simply used some food and returned to her office. She buried her head in her work and started to work hard. The temperament of a strong woman was gradually forming.    

    

"Ring, ring, ring..."    

    

The urgent phone rang. Zhou Qianwei put down the gender-neutral pen in her hand and picked up the phone beside her. She said sweetly, "Director Xu, what is it?"    

    

"Wei, come to Jing City in the afternoon. Meet with the senior leaders of the company tomorrow morning. Let's get to know each other."    

    

"Okay! I understand."    

    

After Old Dong of South Airlines settled the matter, he exchanged a few more words and hung up the phone. After all, a famous flower had an owner. Who would dare to mess around?    

    

After hanging up the phone, his expression also changed. He revealed a bitter smile and said, "What is this all about? In order to reasonably send Zhou Qianwei away, they actually gathered the higher-ups of the company."    

    

However, in so many days, he was not someone who did nothing. He had already found out about these vegetables and Spirit Springs. Those were health treasures that were sought after by the wealthy families in the capital. They were priceless.    

    

How could these people not mention their reactions? After Lee Hao arranged the matter, he felt relaxed and could eat the delicious food on the table without worry.    

    

Now, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. There were other people in charge, so he had nothing to do for a while.    

    

There was a gathering in Lanxin Club tonight, and he still had to stay to replenish his Spirit Spring. Therefore, he could not leave in the afternoon. He could only find fun in Lanxin Club.    

    

What was this fun? Lee Hao had a good idea. After a full meal, he slowly walked towards his destination.    

    

In the past, Lee Hao had become very famous in Lanxin Club. Basically, these people all knew about Lee Hao. When Lee Hao was mentioned, the first reaction they had when he was mentioned was that this person was Liu Cong's iron brother, and the two of them had a very close relationship.    

    

Now, it was different. Lee Hao's identity had changed a lot. Few people did not know Lee Hao. When Lee Hao was mentioned, they gave him a thumbs up and praised, "Lee Hao is amazing. He killed one Japanese with three punches."    

    

What was the consequence of doing this? Lee Hao had just walked to the private room. When he walked past the dining hall, he was immediately recognized.    

    

"Young Master Lee, you were awesome today. You made my blood boil. Have you eaten yet? Come and have a drink? "    

    

"Young Master Lee, no matter what, you have to drink this glass of wine. Today, you are a hero. Let me toast you." After saying that, the man finished the glass in his hand in one breath.    

    

His friends were very enthusiastic, and Lee Hao could not resist them. He could only finish the white wine in the cup in one go.    

    

"Feels heroic, refreshing!" Deafening applause rang out in the hall!    

    

These were nothing. What happened after the applause was terrifying. After Lee Hao drank his first glass of wine, these people started to line up and toasted to him.    

    

Drink? Don't drink? Lee Hao chose the former and did not reject anyone. He drank nearly a hundred glasses of white wine in a row. His face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he could still sober up and chat with these people. He cupped his fists and left.    

    

Nearly a hundred glasses of white wine, one glass of two hundred taels, a total of two hundred taels. After drinking twenty pounds of high white wine, even if an ordinary person did not die, they would lose a layer of skin. But what about Lee Hao? It was still the same as when he did not drink. This stunned these people.    

    

After Lee Hao left, these people started whispering to each other.    

    

"I thought that fighting is Lee Hao's specialty, but I didn't expect that drinking wine is his ultimate move. Amazing!"    

    

"I was almost scared to death. Twenty catties of white wine, even twenty catties of water would cause a person to explode. How did Lee Hao drink it?"    

    

"An extraordinary person must have extraordinary skills. It's not something an ordinary person like you can imagine."    

    

Lee Hao definitely could not drink twenty catties of white wine, but after using his Spiritual Qi, not to mention twenty catties, he could also drink another twenty catties of white wine.    

    

After drinking so much wine, there was still some reaction. Lee Hao left in a hurry because he was in a hurry to go to the toilet.    

    

Once he went in, it took him quite some time. It took him three minutes before Lee Hao walked out in a refreshed manner. He sighed with emotion and said, "I didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic. I'm ashamed and ashamed."    

    

He had been delayed in the restaurant for an hour. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. The food in his stomach had almost been used up. Lee Hao quickened his pace and walked over.    

    

The destination was clear. Lee Hao went straight to the shooting range.    

    

In any case, his brother had trained before. Not to mention showing off, he had to find the place where he had left the last time and show it to others. The Spear God deserved his reputation.    

    

When Lee Hao stepped into the shooting range, he attracted everyone's attention. They were stunned.    

    

Today, Lee Hao was a hero. He was majestic and awe-inspiring, but such a powerful light could not hide the ugly result of the last time he came here to hit the target.    

    

As time passed, the news of the last time spread more and more. The others had analyzed it thoroughly, and in the end, they all came to the same conclusion that Lee Hao's title of Spear God was fake.    

    

That was why when they saw Lee Hao again, their reaction was so big because they thought that Lee Hao would not come to the shooting range in the future.    

    

"What is Lee Hao doing here? Does he think that if he kills Japanese with his fist, his spear skills will improve as well? "    

    

"I think Lee Hao has killed Japanese. Now he is confident and courageous. He is not afraid of gossiping."    

    

Lee Hao was really confident. However, it was not because he killed Japanese, but because of his spear skills.    

    

No matter what happened to these people, Lee Hao smiled faintly and did not put them in his eyes. He walked to the bar to get his gun and ammunition.    

    

Seeing that Lee Hao was going to shoot, these people stopped what they were doing and wanted to see if the rumors were true.    

    

When they arrived at an empty shooting range, dazzling movements began to appear. These people's eyes could not see what Lee Hao was talking about at all. They could only hear the sound of gunshots.    

    

The result was obvious. From the expression on this person's face, it could be seen that on the moving shooting range in front of Lee Hao, the center of the center was filled with densely packed gun eyes.    

    

His technique shocked the four of them, and the sparrow was silent. This kind of spear technique could not even be called a spear god, so how could it be called a spear god?    

    

Lee Hao did not give these people any time to react. He quickly changed the magazine and fired again.    

    

No matter how he shot, the gun hit the center of the heart. Lee Hao's condition did not decrease with the passage of time, nor did his physical strength decrease. Instead, his hand felt better and better, and the speed of shooting became faster and faster.    

    

After about a hundred rounds of bullets, the center of the high speed target was completely gone. Lee Hao then stopped and said lightly, "It's not fun. I'm not playing anymore." After saying that, he returned the gun and walked away.    

    

Lee Hao had finished posturing. He left. This time, no one dared to stop him. They all watched Lee Hao leave.