Armor: Shura appears at the beginning

In Li Haotian’s new home, the interior has already shown a brand new look.

Li Haotian has made careful arrangements, from practical tables, chairs and benches to the TV that adds color to life, every detail reflects his hard work.

Just as Li Haotian was wiping the table concentrating on doing so, the voice of a news anchor suddenly came from the TV screen, attracting his attention.

At the same time, there was a sound of brisk footsteps outside the door. The agent pushed the door open and saw Li Haotian immersed in the TV screen. He walked over with a smile.

"Haotian, how is the preparation for your new store going? Is it going to open soon?" the agent asked with concern.

Then, he smiled mysteriously, took out an exquisite gift box from his hand and handed it to Li Haotian: "This is a small gift I prepared for you, I hope you like it."

Li Haotian was a little surprised and quickly waved his hand to decline: "This is too polite, how can I accept your gift?"

However, the agent insisted on placing the gift box in his hands, smiling and saying, "It's just a small token of my respect."

"I hope you can live happily in your new home. It is fate that we met."

The agent then joked, "Your store is about to open, maybe I will come to you and look for a job."

"Ah?!" Li Haotian was stunned by the agent's words. He obviously did not expect such a turn.

Seeing this, the agent smiled awkwardly and explained: "The market is not doing well now, and my job as an agent is also facing challenges. My performance is not good, and my boss is about to fire me."

He waved his hand, as if he wanted to put these unpleasant things behind him: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. You still have a lot of things to do, so I won't bother you."

Before he finished speaking, the agent turned around and left, his steps seeming a bit hurried.

Li Haotian looked at the agent's back, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He sighed softly, and then continued to tidy up the new house.

......

On the second day, at the headquarters of the Bawang Group, a tense atmosphere filled Badou's office.

"Don't even mention 500 million. Even if it's 500 yuan, I will never donate it to someone like you!"

Badou hung up the phone angrily and slammed the phone on the table, his face full of disdain and disgust.

Miss Lin witnessed all this, and her face showed an inexplicable admiration.

"Dong Ba, you are truly a shining star in the business world!" She tried to cater to Badou's mood with compliments.

"Your sharp vision and decisive decision-making are truly admirable!" Misslin continued to compliment.

However, Croton was obviously not impressed by this flattery. He frowned and interrupted Misslin impatiently.

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense." Badou waved his hand, signaling Mislin to stop.

"Go to the secret room and get that special pen for me," he ordered.

"Ah?" Miss Lin's face suddenly changed when she heard that. Her face turned pale in an instant, and there was obvious fear in her eyes. She looked nervously at the tightly closed door of the secret room, as if she had a deep fear of it.

Seeing that Mislin was still hesitating, Croton couldn't help but feel a little impatient: "Mislin, what are you still standing there for? Go quickly!"

He knew in his heart that the reason why Misslin hesitated was because the mysterious existence in the secret room made her feel scared.

But Badou himself also had his own difficulties. It was because he did not dare to face the things in the secret room that he gave this task to Misslin.

Miss Lin knew that she could no longer refuse, so she had to bite the bullet, take a deep breath, and walk towards the secret room with heavy steps. She opened the door of the secret room with trembling hands and walked in carefully.

However, as soon as she stepped into the secret room, a strange male voice suddenly sounded, which startled Miss Lin. She saw a white airflow flying out of the ancient clothes, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, no, does the master have any instructions?"

The white airflow circled in the air, then returned to the ancient clothes and transformed into a figure wearing ancient clothes.

He did not answer Mislin's question, but looked outside the secret room.

At this time, the door of the secret room was pushed open again, and Badou's figure slowly walked in.

He faced the man in ancient clothes in the secret room with a complicated expression on his face.

The man in ancient clothes finally spoke: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for him."

Badou took a deep breath and tried to look calm, but he couldn't hide the shock and confusion in his heart. He looked directly at the "weird guy" Lufa in front of him.

"In order for us to have better cooperation, I have a question for you." Badou calmed down and said, "Why did you choose me?"

Upon hearing this, Lufa burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the secret room, carrying an indescribable sense of weirdness.

"I like straightforward people." Lufa stopped laughing and replied, "I came to you thanks to your secretary."

Badou frowned, feeling an ominous premonition. He glanced at Mislin beside him and found that her eyes were evasive, obviously knowing something.

"Not long ago, your secretary Lin Huamei bought a decorative painting." Lu Fa continued, "She didn't expect that after buying it and hanging it above her bed, she would have good dreams every night and good luck every day."

The corner of Croton's mouth twitched unnaturally, and he began to understand the connection. He looked at Mislin, only to see that she lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye.

"For example, she was able to enter your company smoothly, picked up money on the road, and so on." Lufa continued to add, "All these good fortunes were given to her by me."

Badou's heart sank to the bottom, and he finally understood why he was chosen by Lufa.

It turns out that all this was because of that mysterious decorative painting.

He looked at Mislin, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.

Mislin raised her head and said, "Badong, I... I don't know either..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally almost inaudible.

……

"That piece of cloth is indeed part of this garment." Lufa continued to explain, and his voice seemed to make Badou involuntarily fall into it.

"I later told Lin Huamei that as long as she followed my instructions, she could continue to enjoy this good luck. That's why she chose to come here and become your secretary." Lufa's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was telling an ordinary story.

"I have been observing you for a long time." Lufa emphasized again, the pair of eyes hidden behind the white airflow seemed to be really staring at Badou. Badou could feel as if he was bound by an invisible force and could not move.

Instantly, Badou's hair stood on end and his back felt cold. He felt unprecedented fear and disgust, as if his privacy was completely exposed to this mysterious alien.

But fortunately, Lufa did not take any further action. He seemed to be waiting for Croton's reaction, and also seemed to be thinking about the next plan.

Badou took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. He knew that he couldn't lose his mind at this time. He had to find a way to deal with this mysterious alien and protect himself and his company.

Lufa's next words made Badou realize that his previous thoughts were completely unnecessary.

"You are so cruel! So greedy!! So bad!!!" Lufa's tone was full of contempt and disdain.

“I originally thought that people like you should be fearless and ready to face death.” There was a hint of disbelief in Lufa’s voice.

“I didn’t expect you to be so interesting!” Lufa suddenly changed the subject, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You are so evil, yet so afraid of death!" His eyes were like sharp blades, piercing straight at Croton.

The slightly smug smile on Badou's face froze instantly. He widened his eyes and stared at Lu Fa with a strange expression.

I muttered to myself: Damn it...are you praising me or insulting me???

However, when he calmed down and thought carefully...what Lufa said seemed to be correct.

He had to admit that he did have malicious intentions and was extremely afraid of death.

Otherwise, why would he desire immortality?

At this moment, Mislin, who was standing next to Croton, tried hard to suppress her inner laughter, but her facial expression became very distorted because of holding back her laughter, and she looked quite "uncomfortable".

......

in the secret room,

Croton, who was possessed by Lufa, held the Ares military baton in his hand. The successive failures of Bayobee and Kubishu made Lufa very angry.

e=anger

"Shagula!"

"Take the order!"

"you go......"