Super Golden Eye

Faang Yang did not care and said, "If you don't want to participate, then don't. It's not like you will lose a piece of meat. Just find someone to deal with it.    

    

This matter needs to be done quickly. If you are lucky, when you get married, it will be just in time for the operation to start. When the time comes, I will hold a space wedding for you. How about it? "    

    

Li Xue was very embarrassed. "President Faang, you are starting to talk nonsense again! I don't even have a boyfriend! "    

    

Faang Yang smiled and said, "Haha, if you have a boyfriend, you won't be able to catch up. It was settled then. Go and get busy. After you're done, take a good rest. "    

    

Li Xue said," Okay, then I'll go register the company first. What should I name it? "    

    

Faang Yang thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it Yangming Investment and Investment Co. Ltd."    

    

"Yangming? Famous?" Li Xue muttered a few words, "President Faang is going to open up a new domain and spread his name across the world!"    

    

Faang Yang was very restrained. "This company is specially set up for the Noah's Ark project. As for whether it can become famous all over the world, it will depend on luck."    

    

Li Xue clenched her small fists and cheered for Faang Yang. "President Faang will definitely succeed!"    

    

"Thank you. My success cannot be without everyone's support and help."    

    

In fact, Faang Yang did not really care whether it would succeed or not. In his eyes, money was just a string of numbers.    

    

Li Xue arranged for her assistant to attend the Business Forum meeting while she ran to register the company for Faang Yang. Faang Yang, on the other hand, washed up and quietly ate a sumptuous breakfast. Then, he strolled down the street!    

    

Faang Yang did not notice that he had been targeted the moment he stepped out of the door. The young man who handed out the flyers at the intersection said to the walkie-talkie hidden in the flyers:    

    

"Archbishop Adler, Faang Yang has come out of the hotel and is heading towards the royal theater in the southwest direction."    

    

Adler whispered, "Continue to monitor and get the help of the people from William's Cathedral. Try not to be discovered prematurely!"    

    

The young man said, "Yes, I will be careful."    

    

After ending the call, the young man looked up again, but found that Faang Yang was no longer there! He could not help but be shocked. "Bright God, how do you want me to explain this to Bishop?"    

    

At this moment, he felt a pat on his shoulder. The young man was so scared that he trembled. He turned around and saw Faang Yang with a toothpick in his mouth, standing in front of him like a hooligan.    

    

"What's your name? Are you looking for me?"    

    

The young man shook the leaflet in his hand. "My name is German. I'm just a leaflet distributor. Sir must have misunderstood."    

    

Faang Yang smiled. "Since I checked into this hotel, you've been here distributing leaflets. You haven't even left at night. But up until now, you haven't even sent out a single leaflet."    

    

Devon stammered, "That's... that's something you haven't seen. I've already sent out quite a number of leaflets!"    

    

Faang Yang narrowed his eyes. "Really? Since you said so, then I won't disturb you from sending out leaflets. Goodbye."    

    

As German did not know how to respond, Adler's voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie. "Mr. Faang Yang, may we meet again?"    

    

Faang Yang immediately recognized Adler's voice. "Oh, so it's Cardinal Adler. How have you been? There seems to be nothing to talk about between us, right?"    

    

Adler said, "I don't think so. On the contrary, if we cooperate happily, it will be beneficial to everyone."    

    

Faang Yang said lightly, "What if I refuse?"    

    

Adler's voice became cold. "Don't forget that you are now in the west! And don't you care about the life and death of your employees?"    

    

The Cold Light in Faang Yang's eyes flashed. "You dare to attack ordinary people? You don't even obey the basic rules? It seems like a new round of war will start because of you! I just wonder if you have the courage to bear the responsibility?"    

    

Adler's momentum weakened, and he was a little embarrassed." The war between east and west is a little serious. When dealing with ordinary people, of course they will use ordinary people's methods, right? "    

    

Faang Yang was a little hesitant. He did not care that Adler was dealing with him. Even if he could not win, at least he had some confidence in escaping.    

    

Although the protective talismans in his body didn't work, they took turns to rest. Fortunately, they didn't fail during critical moments.    

    

However, if Adler took the opportunity to take revenge on the Yangming Group's overseas staff, he would destroy them in the country. This was something Faang Yang didn't want to see.    

    

After considering it for a while, Faang Yang asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to talk about with me?"    

    

Hearing that Faang Yang's tone was a little looser, Adler immediately said, "The streets are not a good place to talk. Let Devon bring you to St. Paul's Cathedral to have a face-to-face discussion."    

    

Faang Yang said to Devon, "You heard?"    

    

Devon nervously replied, "I heard."    

    

Faang Yang sighed. "If you heard it, why don't you go and drive? Should I walk there? "    

    

St. Paul's Cathedral was founded in 604 A.D., and he was once a follower of Saint Augustine. Ever since he was founded, he had been holding gratitude prayers and rituals.    

    

It was believed that this was the ruins of the ancient Giant Stone array. Later, it was a temple dedicated to Goddess Diana. It was a distant place from the Apollo temple in Ximin.    

    

In Faang Yang's eyes, this was indeed a place with excellent Feng Shui. No wonder so many people took a fancy to it.    

    

As soon as he got off the car, he saw Adler waiting at the door. "Mr. Faang, you did not disappoint me. Please come in!"    

    

Faang Yang stood at the door and did not take a step. "Adler, this is your territory. If I go in with you, won't I become a turtle in a jar?"    

    

Adler laughed and said, "Haha, Mr. Faang still cares about a church? I have heard about your battle record many times. Even the Forbidden Spell and Difficult Plane Space can't trap you. Don't tell me you are afraid of a small church?"    

    

Faang Yang pointed at Adler with his hand and said, "You're really amazing. Now that you mention it, even if I don't want to go, I have to go. I just don't know what the main meal today is."    

    

Under Adler's lead, the two of them entered the church from behind and went straight to the Posterior Hall. After entering, they found a skinny cultivator wearing an old robe praying there.    

    

Adler took two steps forward and said respectfully, "Master Chester, the one below is Faang Yang."    

    

Chester did not reply until he finished praying. He turned around and said, "Go down. I will talk to him alone."    

    

"Yes." Adler did not have any objections. He turned around and left after agreeing. He even gently closed the door of the hall.    

    

Although Chester looked like an ordinary old man in front of him, Faang Yang instinctively felt an extremely dangerous aura from him.    

    

With Adler's identity as the Red Coat Cult, in the Light Church, except for a few big shots, there were not many people who could make him gasp for breath. It was obvious that Chester was extraordinary.    

    

Chester quietly looked at Faang Yang and slowly said, "You are very strong. I may not be your match."    

    

Faang Yang did the same. "You are also very strong. I am not sure I can kill you."    

    

If it was someone else who said this, Chester would have been furious. However, it was natural for Faang Yang to say this because he was qualified.    

    

Chester raised his hand. "Please sit. Maybe we can have a good talk? Actually, we don't have to be enemies, do we?"    

    

Fang Yang sat down on the chair boldly. "We can talk, but we can't talk about it. I can't talk about it alone."