Xu Boning now feels like he has fallen into a trap set by a cunning beast.

——Became plotted!

Master Dao had long predicted that someone would come to grab the pocket watch today! No, it was him who deliberately attracted people to come to grab the pocket watch!

This is a show for everyone to showcase the ability of pocket watches.

Master Dad was sure from the beginning that even if he didn't take action, no one could take away the pocket watch.

The power of that pocket watch is so powerful.

——However, my goals will not change any of this. From the beginning, I just showed our attitude towards Master.

So Xu Boning adjusted his mentality. Although the master could not see it, she still squeezed out a smile on her face: "That's it, you're fine. The purpose of our notification is also to hope that you're fine."

The voice of the young marquis came from there: "I am unharmed with your auspicious words. Then, I still have some things to deal with. If you have the chance in the future, we will meet again."

"Okay, goodbye to have a chance."

After Xu Boning finished speaking, he hung up the phone first - this shows that the young marquis thought his status was higher than that here.

——The angel kid on the ground is quite stubborn.

Xu Boning thought a little dissatisfied.

——Even if there is a high-level treasure directly given by the master, it cannot be so arrogant.

——What's more, I'm still a first-class beauty, even if I haven't undergone genetic adjustment, I'm still a first-class beauty. If I put it in a normal environment, this kind of tit should be left with that kind of desire in my head when I see it.

Xu Lin said next to him: "Sister, can you keep in mind your tentacles when you are addicted to your own world? Your tentacles have fully reflected your inner desires... Oppose violence!"

Xu Lin shouted, driving the power exoskeleton he had equipped on his body at some point, and retreated as if flying, avoiding the tentacles that wanted to whip him.

Not only did he avoid the attack, he also wanted to continue to swear by his sister: "Sister, your tentacle attack mode is too single. I have already established a mathematical model through my differential machine to achieve perfect evasion."

The next moment, a stream of ink sprayed on Xu Lin, instantly snatching his vision, and then several tentacles passed through his armpits and crotch, nailing him to the wall.

"Hide me," said Xu Boning.

"The level crushing is not considered a skill!"

Xu Boning slapped his brother with a tentacle, picked up the phone and called the intelligence dealer.

"It's me Xu Boning again, I want detailed information about the riots in the Marquis' Mansion today."

There was a sharp pain over there: "If you want the observation report of the pocket watch, just say it, it's expensive."

“You are doing a deal with a joint meeting of professors.”

"Then ask the professors at the joint meeting to find a way to get first-hand information. But I guess your people don't have enough time to get into the scene."

"Olin, I have never treated you badly!"

"But you didn't marry me. If you marry me, that's another matter. Let me tell you, this information is so explosive this time. Fortunately, this pocket watch is an extraordinary magic weapon. Most people can't understand how it works. If its rank is a little lower, many people will suffer."

"…wait, have you already got the situation on the scene?"

"The competition in our industry is fierce. Whoever can guarantee the timeliness of intelligence will be the winner. Don't ask who sold first-hand information to me so quickly. Just say, do you want it?"

Xu Boning gritted his teeth: "You want it."

**

Olin put down the phone and nodded to his subordinates who were already on standby: "Send the information."

The subordinate picked up the punch card on Orin's desktop and turned around and left.

Olin leaned back on the sofa, looked at the ceiling fan creaking on the ceiling, and said to the person on the other side of the spiritual communication: "Mr. Wolong, the information has been transferred to the professor's joint meeting. We have cleared up."

"Yes, we've cleared both of them, so I'll pay for the next intelligence. I need to know the results of the analysis of this pocket watch by the professors' joint meeting, to be fast and accurate."

"The price is not low." Old God Olin said.

“I can afford it.”

"I don't understand, why do you have to do this? Masters are very interested in the world. They are more concerned about how to gain more authority from the principles of the world. So when encountering these monsters, as long as they bypass them from afar, they will not interfere too much in your affairs."

"But you have to admit that some masters are still a little interested in mundane things. After all, they need various resources, manpower and material resources to study. Moreover, the masters will eliminate the guys blocking the way without hesitation, so I must be prepared. If the master blocks my way, or I become his way..."

Olin smiled and interrupted Mr. Wolong: "I thought that we Frankenstein would take risks and be paranoid and crazy, but Mr. Wolong, you don't look much worse."

"I'll just take this as a praise."

"This is praise in our Frankenstein world."

Olin smiled so hard that the fat on his chin trembled.

"Then, Mr. Wolong, let's cheer for your crazy life. As an old friend, I can give you a 20% discount in the future."

"As long as you don't adulterate information in the information, I'm thankful." Wolong responded without hesitation.

Olin laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass on the small coffee table at hand, and drank the smoky liquid in the cup.

**

The Marquis’ Mansion, a waiting area for the memorial service guests.

Zheng Quanquan is using spiritual magic to accurately control his attention.

She is paying attention to Masha now, but this attention is very thin and will not be noticed by the low-level Freudian Frankenstein.

Although the Freudian school has told many lies, people in the world have summarized many effective means to deal with them over the past century.

The Freudian school can detect the gaze of its own since the bachelor's level, so they don't look at it, and only focus on the corner of their eyes.

By performing spiritual control magic on yourself, you can extract the pictures you see from the corner of your eyes, and most of your attention is only focused on the scene extracted by mental control magic.

Simply put, it is to "scan the screen" by the eyes through spiritual magic, throw it into your mind, and then focus on the picture after the secondary extraction.

Through this method, you can deal with the attention and perception of Freudian Frankenstein who are below the doctoral level.

The more advanced freudal monsters in the Freud school naturally need to use more advanced methods, but now Zheng Quanquan's goal is only an apprentice.

——Is it really just an apprentice?

Zheng Quanquan asked through spiritual communication: "Mr. Wolong, isn't Masha really just an apprentice?"

"Yes, he's been a Frankenstein for less than half a month. I've transferred the information you submitted to the professors' joint meeting, and you can consider retreating at the right time."

"No, I came with my dad. It's too conspicuous to walk by myself. It depends on what my dad meant."

The memorial service is also a social event. Attending social events requires a match between men and women. Today, Zheng Quanquan’s mother couldn’t get away, so she could only be the daughter who was here to accompany her father.

"Don't act rashly," warned Mr. Wolong, "after all, it's a Freudian school, so you can watch from afar."

At this time, Zheng Quanquan looked at Masha with his eyes for the second time. The last time was when Masha was talking on the phone loudly. It would be strange if Zheng Quanquan didn't look over.

"He is not the type I like, I won't go over and talk to you," she said.

"Very good, pay attention to safety." Mr. Wolong finished speaking and cut off his spiritual communication.

Zheng Quanquan licked his lips, turned his head and looked at his father who was bragging about his "counsel" with a group of male magicians, and walked towards Masha with the courage to walk.
Chapter completed!