Thousands of Hearts

"After that, what do you want to do? Isn't there still Xiao Hong sisters? Are you there? You can run a regular training class and teach children something simple. Isn't it a pastime?" Wang Yiyang laughed.

Wang Xinlong watched his grandson calmly. So many things happened and so many people died. He still laughed, and laughed so easily.

It's like what just happened in Wu Guan, it's just going out for a meal and taking a walk.

This lackluster and accustomed nature made him feel a little distressed.

How old is Wang Yiyang? Does it seem to be used to this intense and cruel life?

Perhaps Wu Guan's affairs were serious and troublesome to him. But in Wang Yiyang's eyes, it may be just a trivial matter.

Wang Xinlong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The grandson has made a name for himself, and he has become famous. He should have been happy. I don't know why, but he wasn't happy.

He can roughly guess how much it will cost to grow to the level of Wang Yiyang.

After a long silence, he slowly reached out his hand and patted his grandson's shoulder gently.

"Tough work for you."

"It's not hard, just grandpa, remember to keep it secret. My parents don't know my situation, and I don't want to worry them." Wang Yiyang smiled softly.

It took him a while to hide his identity, but he felt as if he had spent years.

Every day, every day, he is under tremendous pressure. Constantly planning in my heart, maintaining my image anytime, anywhere.

Although you can always enjoy the top variety of life services. But he didn't have this spare and mind at all.

It took him too much thought just to deal with the threat.

Therefore, at this time Grandpa's understanding, in his opinion, was really talking about his heart.

Only when you lose will you feel cherished.

The only thing Wang Yiyang wants to do now is to finish things quickly, and then return to his former stable life.

Although that life is ordinary. Although there will not be so many rights, wealth, enjoyment.

But there is also no huge pressure and threat.

Wang Xinlong's rich experience also shows the fatigue in Sun Zi's eyes.

"I understand, but you have to deal with it yourself. Some things can be hidden, but some things are not."

"I know." Wang Yiyang nodded.

On the car back, Wang Yiyang was still thinking about the entire planning process this time.

From the beginning, a few days ago, he gave Zhong silkworm two poisonous gases and an ultra-miniature controllable nano-robot by special means.

The first two are to cope with the injection of the latter to hide the bell silkworm, and to pay less attention to this ultra-miniature controllable nano-robot.

Such robots are extremely expensive to build and are disposable.

It can pass through the stomach, enter the blood, and then accompany the blood into the body of the bell silkworm, which can be dormant for more than a month.

After one month, it will dissolve on its own.

And this is also the key secret for Wang Yiyang not to worry about grandfather and Zhong silk.

These nano-robots can not only monitor and collect the body data of bell silkworm at any time, but also paralyze his whole body function at a critical moment.

Coupled with the suppression of the other two poisonous gases, and the third poisonous gas that Wang Yiyang secretly dropped at the scene.

This heavy and heavy means of insurance can be said to firmly grasp the entire situation without flaws.

The only variable was the later Witch.

Wu Qi, a warrior in the Taisho military rank, was extremely resistant to poison gas. If it were not for Wang Yiyang's deliberate words to anger him, Wu Qi could have caused some casualties.

Sitting in the car, Wang Yiyang reviewed the whole plan. Suddenly there was some interest.

He is basically using the powerful technology developed for thousands of years to forcibly crush the so-called martial arts.

Compared with the science and technology developed today, the so-called genre martial arts is still stuck in the core theory of thousands of years ago.

There have been many industrial revolutions in science and technology, and martial arts still stand still.

This is the collision between the lines of two civilizations.

And it turns out that the martial arts system has fallen too far behind.

"Boss, a letter of thanks for cooperation has been sent from the Shangwu Alliance. There is also a letter from Yanhumen.

But the difference is that Pegasa, the head of Yanhumen's branch, refunds you half of the employment fee. The reason is: the incident was resolved without a shot, and the agreed content was not met. "

Lei Wei whispered the news afterwards.

"Oh? The Pegasus master is a man." Although Wang Yiyang doesn't care about the money now, he won't be able to live with the money.

This branch of Yanhumen is obviously very human. You don't have to pay the full price without taking the shot, which makes people feel human.

"In addition, as for the mantis owner Wu Qi, one of his disciples' whereabouts is unknown. He is now wanted.

At the same time, the remaining mantis warriors provided corresponding bases. Our people found the Mantis roster in the stronghold. Can be targeted against.

Will the roster be given to the official cooperation? Or do we retaliate on our own? "

"We'll figure it out for ourselves," Wang Yiyang thought about, "then on the official reward order, give all the mantis members a double bounty."

"understand."

Wang Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief. The Wu Guan incident came to an end at this stage.

Although the praying mantis is obviously not the last black hand, there must be more power lurking behind it. But all he wanted was to kill those who killed him directly. As for the mysterious forces behind.

Judging from the intelligence gathered.

The praying mantis is nothing but their peripheral free tissues, and it is only the praying mantis' decision on the Moon and Sky Martial Art Museum.

So this matter is the best result.

Of course, more importantly, he must quickly face Mister's internal power struggle.

With Mist's identity support, it is natural to bear the corresponding responsibilities and risks.

Now that he has enjoyed power and wealth, it is time to face new problems.

"What day is it? What day is it?" Wang Yiyang asked suddenly.

"Friday, March 20th," Lei Wei answered quickly. As a life assistant, she naturally knew the information at all times.

"That is to say, only nine days have passed," Wang Yiyang muttered.

He remembered that he woke up on the eleventh rebirth.

And now, only nine days have passed.

Twenty days are still before the deadline of one month.

It's only three weeks after 20 days.

A bitter smile appeared on Wang Yiyang's face. Only then was the matter resolved, and the next wave had to be non-stop.

Fortunately, this time is a bit more relaxed.

He thought about it, sitting in the car, he opened the chip menu by himself, entered the intelligence option, and checked the information he wanted.

After such an investigation, Wang Yiyang suddenly realized the power of this mysterious system.

Because of his first concealed identity, the behind-the-scenes director and part-time security minister of Mister Pharmaceuticals did not emerge for nothing.

It also has a large number of connections.

Because Wang Yiyang only received a simple infusion of information, the data in his head were all abbreviated versions, and because of the incident at the Busan Museum before, he had no time to sort it out.

Relaxing now and focusing on the identity, he became even more surprised.

As a member of Miste's board of directors, Wang Yiyang holds a 2.3% stake.

Although this ratio is not small, it is not too much. If you want to rely on it, you must stand as the Minister of Security. There is no doubt that it is a dream.

After all, the post of Minister of Security is in charge of the entire nominal force of the Mister Group.

If such an important post is handed over to a young man in his twenties, many people will certainly feel uneasy.

Then, there must be a strong enough force to support Wang Yiyang and secure the post of Minister of Security.

But now, Wang Yiyang has officially come into contact with this supportive force.

He looked at the information in the intelligence options and took out his phone.

In the address book, he quickly found one-to-one names.

‘Take the time to clear up all the data, then figure out the trouble you ’re facing, and then start planning. ’Wang Yiyang is not in a hurry.

As a director of the pharmaceutical group, there are still three weeks left. Maybe in three weeks, some useful identities can be randomly selected as the hole cards.

After all, his strongest place now is the identity of Mister, a threat that even this identity feels troublesome. With his current ability, it is really difficult to reverse.

Rather than wait, see if there is a turning point for a new identity.

Probably designed the follow-up arrangements, Wang Yiyang smoothly returned to the Green Tree Community by car, and when he got home, he quickly threw away all the mess.

Either planning or information, he didn't want to bother about it all.

Today he wants to relax completely, without thinking. Let yourself go.

Back at the rental house, I looked at the familiar furniture, the familiar computer, and the familiar stained keyboard.

There are familiar messy single beds. Especially the weird quilt rolled up on the bed.

Wang Yiyang likes to roll up the quilt when he sleeps, then rolls around and wraps himself into a cylinder.

This way, the whole body is wrapped and it is very comfortable.

However, it was still a bit laborious to roll like this every day, so Wang Yiyang figured out a way.

He rolls a quilt cylinder first, then drills out of the cylinder after sleeping well every day. Never stack quilts.

Later, when he came home from work at night, after washing, he went in again from the cylinder.

In this way, the quilt is warm and comfortable, and the trouble of stacking the quilt is reduced.

But now Wang Yiyang has no idea of ​​taking a nap.

He picked up the phone, opened the app to eat, drink, and play. This app is the most popular now, and it is a small software that provides people with a better life.

Open a little above, and various small videos of the blockbuster are constantly playing, all of which are interesting and fun things in various stores and places.

Wang Yiyang thought with no thoughts and lay on his back, brushing his phone page by page. See if there is any place worth visiting.

He now feels that he has returned to his original self. There is no hidden identity, not a doctor or a director of Mister, but just a small white-collar worker who just resigned.

Revisit life with the perspective of a small white-collar worker. This allowed Wang Yiyang's originally depressed heart to slowly relax.

Soon he clapped a spot.

A swimming pool that looks great.