Chapter 1743 Missed

Miss Lin said "wait a moment", but the wait ended in the afternoon of that day.

Turtle Dragon Fruit has little effect on Feng Jun and others, but for ordinary people in the earth world, it can almost play the role of cutting hair and washing marrow - professionally, it is not as good as the body-building pill, plus the aura. With blessing, the pain is relatively mild.

Fortunately, Miss Lin is in good physical condition. If left to ordinary people, she might really be "deficient" and something might happen.

After drinking the juice, she was a little overwhelmed. First she went to the bathroom twice, and then she discovered that there was sticky brown oil on her skin, and there was also a faint odor.

Meili Lin and the others were "protecting" Luo Hua. They were actually just three cars. There wasn't even a bathroom in the car, let alone a place to take a shower. Fortunately, not far away, there was Ren Zhiyuan's Cerebral Infarction Rehabilitation Center. Apartment style room.

While protecting Luo Hua, they also guarded the door of the rehabilitation center. Ren Zhiyuan was also very grateful and freed up three houses for them to use. They could rest, bathe, etc., and even go to the cafeteria of the rehabilitation center to get food. .

Miss Lin took three full baths to get rid of the smell, and she also washed her clothes.

After taking a look in the mirror, she felt that her skin was much brighter and firmer. After looking up and down for almost half an hour, she found that some small spots had faded and the acne was gone, so she endured it. His eyes couldn't help but light up, "Is this considered cutting off the hair and washing the marrow?"

Based on the nature of Miss Lin's job, she shouldn't believe these things, and she shouldn't even know the term "cutting off hair and washing marrow" - unless she is a martial arts fan.

But after getting in touch with Feng Jun, she heard too much similar news, and even read a lot of Taoist scriptures and even Xianxia with a research attitude, so in terms of thinking, she can basically keep up with Luo Hua's people.

Anyway, Miss Lin was sure that even if she didn't cut off her hair and cleanse her marrow, she was still "detoxifying and nourishing her skin." Then she slapped her thigh and said, "It's bad. Why did you forget to bring some juice out?"

She felt that Feng Jun would most likely not let her bring juice out, but she was still unwilling to give it a try.

In the afternoon, Miss Lin asked to see Feng Jun again, but Feng Jun said that he was no longer interested in listening, "...you didn't say it properly when I wanted to hear it, and now that you want to say it, I really don't have time to listen. Yes, I'm very busy."

Miss Lin was a little confused. Why was she so excited in the morning and now she didn't want to hear it? Are you too willful?

But someone next to her reminded her, "Could it be that... he went to read the history of Chinese industry?"

I have to admit that most of the outstanding talents are really in the system and can guess the answer casually.

Miss Lin also felt that maybe she really provided the other party with an idea, so she asked again, "Boss Feng, I had a huge reaction after drinking the juice in the morning. Is it... cutting off the hair and cleaning the marrow?"

"I can't talk about that," Feng Jun replied on the intercom, "but the benefits to the body are still very obvious. You are lucky, that stuff can't be bought with money."

"Thank you, Boss Feng." Miss Lin expressed her gratitude first, and then asked, "I remember I only drank a small amount, right?"

"You want to finish it," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "If you drink one cup, you will have more fun. That's just the amount you need."

Miss Lin admitted what he said, but she still felt a little regretful, "Then give me the remaining half of the cup... I had it in my mouth."

"It's been taken care of," Feng Jun replied casually. Huahua and Xiaowu both liked that kind of juice, and they could really improve their cultivation through "food supplements".

"Have you dealt with it?" Miss Lin felt a tightness in her chest, which was really unspeakably uncomfortable. It took her a long time to speak in a muffled voice, "Boss Feng, some things are of no use to you, but that's what you said. You can’t even buy it with money, so why did you just… deal with it?”

"The processing I mentioned may be different from the processing you want," Feng Jun explained casually, but he was not interested in saying more. He just said, "I don't have much of this stuff, so I can't let it leak out... Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality, you should understand.”

Beauty Lin gritted her little silver teeth until she clicked loudly, "If I had known this was the case, I should have drank it all in one go."

"Haha," Feng Jun smiled, "Who told you to pay attention to your image? You missed a... half-time opportunity."

He didn't doubt that there would be big problems if Miss Lin drank a whole cup. After all, she was protected by spiritual energy. The best thing was that she would have a stronger reaction and go to the bathroom more often and take more showers.

Miss Lin was originally complaining, but when she heard this, she was stunned, "In other words, can I really finish a drink?"

"Haha," Feng Jun laughed dryly and became silent again.

"Asshole, this is too much!" Miss Lin was really angry this time. She raised her long legs and kicked the wheel in front of her hard. Unexpectedly, the huge off-road vehicle actually trembled slightly.

"This is..." Her eyes suddenly opened wide, and she screamed after a long time, "Ah, my power, my whitening... Feng Jun, give me back!"

She was frantic for a quarter of an hour before she remembered to test her strength - the Cerebral Infarction Rehabilitation Center had a gym, so this was not a problem, and she found that the increase in strength was not much, about ten percent.

The reason why that kick was so good was probably because he was angry and accidentally exploded.

But even this kind of improvement is quite remarkable. If nothing else, if a weightlifter with the potential to win the championship drinks such a glass of juice, the world championship... will be stable, right?

She thought for a while and then took out her phone... Of course she had to report this shocking discovery to her superiors. No matter what purpose Feng Jun had in giving her a glass of juice, she had to let her superiors know.

Since she chose this profession, the word "loyalty" has been the most profound in her mind.

The boss was not surprised by this kind of thing, "Negotiate with him and see what he wants to get before you are willing to offer this juice in exchange. Tell him... everything is negotiable."

Miss Lin was a little hesitant, "I'm afraid that after making this request, the relationship with him will become bad... This person will become ruthless."

"Probably not, otherwise there is no need for him to let you know that there is such a fruit." The answer above was not the kind of slap on the forehead. "We have a team of more than fifty people who are analyzing Feng Jun's various behaviors for His character creation... take a chance."

After Mei Lin pondered for a while, she then asked, "Then do I still need to confirm that third world country? Compared with these two tasks, which one has higher priority?"

The other party pondered for a while and then replied, "Of course it's the task of fruits... Fruits can grow. Understanding this matter has extremely far-reaching strategic significance for the entire China. As for that third world country..."

After a moment of silence, the other side continued to speak, "Tell Mr. Feng that we hope he will not participate in the geopolitics of the earth in any substantial way. Even if he wants to take action, he must say hello and make peace with him in advance... In fact, he can get our help." .”

"Of course, if both tasks can be completed, that would be the best."

After Mei Lin hung up the phone, she shook her head slightly and murmured softly, "It turns out I'm not the only one who suspects that Feng Jun has contact with aliens... He even used the word 'on earth'."

A young man next to her smiled and said, "To be honest, we are all still guessing whether Feng Jun is an alien."

Everyone has been "protecting" Luo Hua. What they saw and heard in this process really tortured people's outlook on life. Moderate joking is a must, otherwise people may collapse.

"But...how to contact Feng Jun?" Miss Lin frowned depressedly, "He doesn't want to see anyone at all."

At this moment, someone came to report that a luxury bus was driving towards Luohua.

They have already figured out the origin of the bus. It was driven from Jiangxia, and it was Feng Jun's college classmate who came here.

Jiangxia University celebrated its 100th anniversary two days ago. Feng Jun was not present, but he asked Mou Miao to donate one million to his alma mater.

Feng Jun was not very popular in college. His personality was a bit arrogant, but relatively cheerful.

Later, he got a girlfriend and had less contact with everyone. However, even when he graduated, many classmates still said hello to him. If he got married, he must inform everyone - it is rare for a pair of classmates to achieve success.

Now it seems that the words "cultivating a positive result" are a bit ironic, but at the beginning, everyone really thought so - the two did not break up when they graduated, and Feng Jun chose to give up the school recruitment and go south with his girlfriend.

Anyway, as enviable as he was at the time, he became so embarrassing later on. Feng Jun rarely contacted his college classmates for this reason.

After he had a strange encounter, he kept exploring the alien plane and improving his living conditions. He never thought of contacting his college classmates, UU Reading www. uukｎshu.net Even when I need help, I always think of Mou Miao.

This was certainly related to Mou Miao's major, but more importantly... all his college classmates knew about his past situation, and it would be awkward to meet again, so he simply disappeared of his own accord.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he has developed to such a point that, leaving aside topics such as cultivation, he only said that he is the invisible richest man in the world, and the gap between him and his classmates has widened.

He hadn't thought about how to resume contact with them, and cultivation didn't wait for anyone. He didn't think he had reached the point where he could rest on his laurels, so he put it aside for the time being.

After all, he already has a life span of five hundred years, and he can still strive to live for a thousand or three thousand years in the future. The thought of saying goodbye to his old friend sooner or later makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

That's what he thought, but his college classmates were different. At first, everyone heard that he broke up with his girlfriend, so when talking about him on weekdays, they could only sigh: he is too willful.

But the students who were lucky enough to attend the school anniversary heard that Feng Jun donated one million to his alma mater.