Chapter 151 The Man Behind Ma Xianhong"Brother Jiang Lan, you really want to kill me." Zhang Chulan covered his chest, feeling a little stuffy. Jiang Lan glanced at him. "Don't you want to act? If you don't act realistically, then it would be a waste of time, right?" "Ahem..." Zhang Chulan pretended to be weak and looked at Feng Baobao beside him, "Sister Baoer, I have paid too much for you..." "Oh." Feng Baobao nodded, not quite understanding, and then asked tentatively: "Thank you?" "You're welcome……" Zhang Chulan was speechless for a while. "That's enough." Jiang Lan said indifferently, "It's just two points of strength. It can't hurt you." Zhang Chulan widened his eyes and retorted: "You saw it, I was vomiting blood just now! Wow wow wow!"
"Didn't you bite your tongue?" Feng Baobao made a precise finishing move. Zhang Chulan: "..." My dear sister, I'm not as disruptive as you are, am I? Jiang Lan smiled, stood up from his seat, stretched and said: "It's nothing, I'll go back first." "Uh-huh." Zhang Chulan agreed and then said, "Brother Jiang Lan, let's try to see each other less in the next two days." Jiang Lan nodded and pushed the door open to go out. He knew what Zhang Chulan was worried about. After all, those temporary workers were not stupid. The two of them had just fallen out in front of so many people, and now they were talking and laughing in the same room. Anyone would be suspicious. Or perhaps, some of those temporary workers have already begun to doubt. But it doesn’t matter. What needs to be done on the surface has been done. Even if someone really has doubts, they will definitely not point it out. After all, the united front is not only beneficial to Feng Baobao. We are all adults. No matter how emotional we are, how emotional can we be? In the end it all comes down to your own interests. After walking out of the room, Jiang Lan looked at the sky outside and prepared to return to his residence. By now, it was already evening, but Chen Duo still hadn't returned to the village. Jiang Lan was not in a hurry, so he planned to go back to his room and wait. After walking for two minutes, just as he reached the door, Jiang Lan suddenly stopped. Because there was a figure standing at the door of his room. Jiang Lan narrowed his eyes and then took two steps forward. "Wang Ye?"
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Wang Ye leaned against the wall, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, and said to Jiang Lan. "What's wrong?" Jiang Lan was a little curious. It was obvious that Wang Ye had not had a good rest. He looked like he might have not slept all night. "I have something to talk to you about." Wang Ye yawned, "Let's go inside and talk." Jiang Lan smiled and said, "Let's go." The two returned to the house, and Wang Ye slumped down in the chair, as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out. "What's going on here?" The curiosity in Jiang Lan's eyes became even stronger. This was the first time he saw Wang Ye with this expression since he solved the problem at Wang Ye's home last time. Wang Ye didn't waste any time, leaned back in his chair, and asked directly: "What do you think of Ma Xianhong?" "He has a decent character, and he is generous. He is quite impressive for being able to rally such an organization." After talking about his advantages, Jiang Lan changed the subject and said, "But he is a little slow-witted, and he has low emotional intelligence. The most important thing is that he doesn't seem to have great ambitions. In other words, judging from his personality, he would not choose to establish this new Jiejiao without any special reasons." After listening to Jiang Lan's words, Wang Ye stared at him deeply for a while, then let out a breath. "You still understand me." "So?" Jiang Lan asked, "Why did you suddenly start researching Ma Xianhong?" "I'm just curious..." Wang Ye pulled the corner of his mouth, "To be honest, when I first came here, I felt that Ma Xianhong was a little strange. He is obviously a calm person, so why did he choose such an extreme way to establish an organization?" Without waiting for Jiang Lan to speak, Wang continued: "I asked him about this, and his explanation to me was that he had to perfect the self-cultivation furnace as soon as possible, and that furnace would be useful to him." Jiang Lan blinked. He understood what Wang Ye wanted to say. "You mean, there's something wrong with Ma Xianhong?" "Of course it's wrong. It's definitely wrong." Wang Ye put his hands behind his head. "I got a fortune after I went back in the early morning." "How to say?" "The secret behind Ma Xianhong is far more than just a furnace. When I first thought about Ma Xianhong in the inner scene, the inner scene quickly gave me a lot of information about Ma Xianhong. "By the way, Zhang Chulan and I talked about the weight of destiny at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Do you remember?" Jiang Lan nodded slightly. He was listening the whole time. Some people try their best but still cannot stir up any waves. Some people can turn the world upside down with just a thought.
Just like a social animal with a monthly salary of 1,800 yuan, no matter how hard he works, the salary in half his lifetime is only enough to buy a house. As for a giant like Wang Weiguo, just one word from him can influence the economic direction of an entire city. This is the difference, this is the weight of fate. "Since you know that, it's easy to explain." Wang Ye continued, "Ma Xianhong is a person whose fate is not worth much, but the impact he can have on this world is definitely very limited. This is not only what I saw in the inner scene, but also can be proved by Luan Jinqi." "Lanjin Tuo?" "Well, one of my methods is to slow down the flow of time for people in the Qimen Bureau. This technique has a characteristic. The higher the weight of the opponent's fate, the more I have to consume to suppress him, and the time will be shorter." Wang Ye continued, "In the early morning, I also used the Golden Tu on Ma Xianhong. The energy consumed to subdue him was not much greater than that of his superior talents." Jiang Lan nodded. "I think I understand. You mean that Ma Xianhong can't create such a scene, right?" "Yes." Having said this, Wang Ye's expression became much more serious. "During the divination process, I asked Ma Xianhong what kind of changes this line would bring to the world." "Very serious?" Jiang Lan was not stupid either. Seeing Wang Ye like this, he naturally had some guesses in his mind. "It's more than serious." Wang Ye said word by word, "It's even worse than the last time I went to Mount Longhu." Jiang Lan's eyes flickered. Longhu Mountain... The trip to Mount Longhu involves Feng Baobao's life experience and the Jiashen Rebellion of that year. As for Feng Baobao, the issue involves longevity. So it is almost inevitable that it will have a huge impact on the world. But Ma Xianhong... Not to mention Wang Ye, even Jiang Lan couldn't understand why Ma Xianhong could have such a great impact on the world. Suddenly, Jiang Lan had an idea in his mind, and he remembered the sudden feeling of being monitored not long ago. "Is there someone behind him manipulating all this?" (End of this chapter)