Fang Xin saw that Xiong Mao Jie had replied to his message.
He was about to reply immediately.
Unexpectedly, Xiong Mao Jie's message came through again.
"Are you crazy? Don't you want your account anymore? Aren't you afraid of being investigated? System review big brother, I'm just a simple pervert! If you're going to investigate, investigate him, don't investigate me!"
After seeing Xiong Mao Jie's message, Fang Xin couldn't help but make a speechless expression.
"Then can you tell me where I can find out?"
Xiong Mao Jie said very guardedly, "Hey, hey, hey! Don't say things that are detrimental to social stability! I'm just a weak woman with big breasts and long legs! My water meter can't stand an investigation!"
Fang Xin looked at Xiong Mao Jie's message. This female pervert didn't react this strongly even when talking about the Eight Great Kings of the Eternal Night Army before.
After a little thought, chatting online could easily be detected by the system review. If he wanted to know, the simplest and most direct method was to chat offline in person.
"I've known you for so long, and you've helped me a lot. How about I treat you to a meal?"
Xiong Mao Jie blurted out, "Oh? What does little brother want to do? Could it be that you want to have a one-night stand with big sister? Big sister has requirements, you know. Does little brother have eighteen centimeters? Big sister won't meet anyone under eighteen centimeters!"
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"Send me a picture of your hand so big sister can see the distance from your thumb to your index finger!"
Fang Xin was already used to Xiong Mao Jie, this Lao Se Pi, being so uninhibited in this regard. He had Huang Dabao put his hand on the steering wheel of a luxury car, took a picture of Huang Dabao's hand, and sent it over.
Huang Dabao turned his head, puzzled, "Cult Master, are you trying to show off with a luxury car? Wait a moment, I'll roll up my sleeves, and you can take a picture of my watch too! To boost my status! With our attire, which woman wouldn't call us 'Gege' and praise us a bit!"
Xiong Mao Jie replied after seeing the photo, "Eww~ Little brother's is so short!"
Huang Dabao shook his wrist, "Cult Master, come on, take the picture! My hand, wearing a watch worth hundreds of thousands, gripping the steering wheel of a million-dollar luxury car, which woman wouldn't be smitten by this hand!"
Fang Xin looked at Huang Dabao sympathetically, "No need, Old Huang! Just drive carefully!"
Huang Dabao shook his head, admiring his own hand, clearly unaware that someone had already made a targeted comment about his hand.
While Fang Xin was figuring out how to reply to Xiong Mao Jie, Xiong Mao Jie also sent a message, "Did I hurt little brother's self-esteem? Don't be sad, little brother, small is also very cute! Besides, little brother has abs! If you want to meet, that's fine too. Tomorrow or the day after, I'll send you the specific location!"
Xiong Mao Jie sent a location, which was a tea restaurant. Fang Xin checked the place and found that it was about a four-hour drive from where he was currently.
Fang Xin also said straightforwardly, "Then let's discuss it when we meet!"
The perverted Xiong Mao Jie, true to her nature, replied with a message, "Then little brother, remember to come smelling nice and clean, don't bring your original flavor chicken!"
Fang Xin replied with an eye-rolling emoji.
To prevent being scammed, or going there and finding a burly Luosai Hu who likes white socks, he casually checked the other party's account. Tracing it down, he found that the account was registered to an elderly woman.
Fang Xin's face completely wrinkled up, and he couldn't help but scratch his head. However, he couldn't rule out the possibility that the other party used someone else's ID to register the account, just like Fang Xin's forum account was not his own.
To be safe, Fang Xin decided to observe in secret and send someone else to go.
The car gradually drove into the city and finally stopped at a courier logistics company named Aiyo Barlieu.
Fang Xin looked at the sign, "Why is it named something like that?"
Huang Dabao jumped out of the car, looked at the sign and laughed, "Cult Master, you don't know, before, I discussed with people what name would be better. At first, two names were decided: one was 'Did It Arrive?', and the other was 'Shuntong Logistics'. Later, while eating, I met a blind fortune teller. Seeing he was quite pitiful, I invited him to a meal. After the meal, he said to name our company Aiyo Barlieu. I asked him why it was called that, and he said that this company would be fast and stable in the future. I still didn't understand, and he said that my boss behind me would definitely understand if he heard it later. Cult Master, do you understand what this means?"
Fang Xin looked completely bewildered, 'I understand a hammer.'
"Old Huang, you weren't fooled by the fortune teller, were you?"
Huang Dabao immediately shook his head, "Cult Master, this stuff is too mysterious, you really have to believe it. Originally, our company had a very small market share in the city, but after changing the name, other courier logistics companies went bankrupt one after another, and only ours survived! My plan is, once we help Xiahou Wu get his revenge and then annex his enemies, we'll have enough funds. As our members grow, our business will also begin to expand to the surrounding areas."
Fang Xin looked at the sign, then walked inside. There were quite a few people coming and going, moving things.
When they saw Huang Dabao, they all stopped what they were doing, "Boss Huang!"
Some people had seen Fang Xin before, and after seeing him arrive, they all called out, "Cult Master!"
Huang Dabao clapped his hands, "Everyone, put down what you're doing, let's gather in the conference room! The Cult Master has something to say!"
After thinking for a moment, Huang Dabao turned back to look at Fang Xin, "Cult Master, how about in the future we ask the people below to call you Cult Master depending on the occasion? In other contexts, they can call you Boss Fang? Our force is in its initial stage, being cautious is the way to go, what do you think!"
"No problem!"
As they walked to the conference room, Xiahou Wu, who was in seclusion, was called out by Huang Dabao's men.
"Cult Master! I apologize, I was practicing and didn't come to greet you!"
Fang Xin said casually, "Old Huang told me. It was I who told Old Huang not to disturb you!"
The new members stood in the hall looking at Fang Xin. They had only heard from the old members that the Cult Master was very young, but they didn't expect him to be this young.
Fang Xin didn't waste any words and arranged the Divine Bestowment for these people.
Now, the members of the Seven Killings Sect had reached over two hundred people.
However, their cultivation levels were relatively low. Fortunately, after the Divine Bestowment, their combat power would increase very quickly.
Bestowing so many divine powers in one go, Fang Xin felt a bit drained. Huang Dabao specially decorated a room for Fang Xin to rest.
Fang Xin lay on the sofa, resting for a moment, his body blurred, and then Fang Xin's clone sat up, stood up from the sofa, and Fang Xin commanded, "You go and discuss with them the matter of helping Xiahou Wu get revenge!"
The clone left the room and re-entered the conference room. Seeing Fang Xin again, Huang Dabao was stunned, "Cult Master, why are you here again instead of resting? Is there something wrong with the arrangements? Or should I find two technicians to come to you for a massage?"
"Get lost!" Fang Xin's clone looked at Xiahou Wu, "I came here for one thing: to help you get revenge and annex your enemy's industries!"
Xiahou Wu was startled, "But Cult Master, I'm only at Level Four combat power now. Zhao Yongyi is at Level Five combat power. With my current strength, I can't kill him!"
"You don't need to worry about that, I have my methods. What needs to be done now is to formulate a specific battle plan and the combat power structure of the Zhao family. If we're going to do it, we must crush them all at once."
Xiahou Wu thought for a moment, "I understand their family's situation. Zhao Yongyi is Level Five combat power. He also has a younger brother who is Level Four combat power. Their strongest is a Level Seven combat power expert they hired with a lot of money. Besides that, as far as I know, Zhao Yongyi also hired two Level Five combat power professional thugs before. Apart from these, their miscellaneous combat forces add up to over one hundred and forty people."
As he spoke, Xiahou Wu also opened a map and looked at the aerial view, pointing to one of the locations, "That person surnamed Zhao lives here, it's a very large manor. He won't leave here unless something special happens. That Level Seven combat power expert is also here!"
Fang Xin glanced around, "Everyone, get busy with your own tasks. Old Huang, we'll go observe later. Everyone else, continue with normal work. Wait for my command, then we will besiege this place!"
Xiahou Wu looked at Fang Xin's profile, his lips moved, and finally he said, "Cult Master, Zhao Yongyi has a Level Seven combat power expert there, and at least three Level Five combat power experts including him. As for Level Four and Level Three combat power experts below them, there are even more. Among our group, only Old Huang and I have the highest combat power, which is Level Four. What is your combat power, Cult Master?"
"Me? Level Five! What's wrong?"
Xiahou Wu forced a smile, "I know your methods are very strong, but I've already told you about the enemy's strength. Should we perhaps develop our strength a bit more? Wait until everyone's overall strength improves, and your strength becomes even stronger, then we'll have enough certainty of victory before we go?"
Fang Xin turned his head to look at Xiahou Wu, and after a little thought, said seriously, "I can understand what you're saying, but I'm just a clone! The decision-making power rests with the main body!"