Longhu Mountain's North American Resident Office was actually an office rented in an old neighborhood.
There was a sign hanging on the door: Longhu Acupuncture, Massage, and Massage.
Yang Guo's office was a single room with a bathroom.
The rent was less than a thousand dollars a month.
The windows and doors were closed. When Yang Guo smoked, the whole room was filled with smoke.
Westana had been here a few times, but she still couldn't get used to the environment.
Yang Guo leaned lazily on the boss's chair.
"Miss Westana, I've told you many times that if you want to cooperate with Longhu Mountain, I'd like to express my gratitude and welcome. I can give you the phone number of the person in charge of Longhu Mountain's foreign affairs office, but I don't have the authority to accept cooperation intentions on my own, so you should contact and consult Longhu Mountain's foreign affairs office," Yang Guo said lazily, "Or is my English bad? You don't understand what I mean. "
Westana sighed. She had tried to contact Longhu Mountain's foreign affairs office directly.
But what was the difference between the psionic team and Longhu Mountain?
A remote African primary school went to Harvard University and said they wanted to cooperate and exchange.
Was that even possible? Of course Harvard would ignore them.
Longhu Mountain's foreign affairs office's attitude was similar.
They said they would pass on the message to the Divine Master and thank the psionic team for their friendship.
It was a formal reply, but they threw Westana's contact information into the trash can.
Only then did Vestana remember to contact Yang Guo first.
Yang Guo was from Longhu Mountain after all.
If she could get Yang Guo, it would be easy to deepen the relationship with Longhu Mountain through him.
Moreover, it was said that Yang Guo was also a powerful spiritualist.
Westana also found out through the intelligence network that Yang Guo was a disciple of the Dao generation in Longhu Mountain.
The Dao generation was quite high in seniority.
It was said that the next Divine Master would be chosen from the Dao generation.
So once the next Divine Master took over, Yang Guo's status would also rise.
This was also the reason why Vestana had been making promises time and time again, regardless of the cost.
As long as Yang Guo was willing to come to the psionic team as a special consultant, Westana was willing to offer many conditions.
From personal benefits to resources, she would give Yang Guo whatever he wanted.
At that moment, Yang Guo stood up.
Westana saw Yang Guo's reaction for the first time.
She thought Yang Guo had accepted her invitation and became excited.
"Westana, it's time."
"Time?"
"I'm off work. Sorry, I should go."
Vethana was a little frantic.
She felt that facing Yang Guo was similar to facing Chen Zhao. It was both unbearable.
However, the two of them were completely different extremes.
Chen Zhao was so domineering that no one could touch him. If he did, he would get hurt first.
Yang Guo, on the other hand, was the kind of person who would laugh and let you disturb him for the entire afternoon.
He was like a bouncy ball. No matter how they harassed him, he just listened with a smile.
"I'm glad you came. You're welcome to come again."
Vestana could only leave gloomily.
As she walked out of the dark and damp corridor, a woman in a cloak walked past her.
The woman's cloak was in tatters, and her entire body and head were wrapped up tightly.
Vestana glanced at the strange woman in astonishment.
The woman walked to Yang Guo's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
"Mr. Yang."
"Hi, Laylee, you're here. How have you been?" Yang Guo greeted her.
"Not very good." The woman's expression was a little ugly. "I need treatment."
"Okay, wait a moment. I'll make some medicine for you."
Yang Guo stood up and opened the cabinet. He took out some strange ingredients.
After Yang Guo made the ingredients, he threw them into the juicer to make juice.
In the end, a cup of black liquid flowed out of the juicer.
"It's done. Take it." Yang Guo handed the black liquid to Laylee.
Laylee put the cup to her mouth and immediately felt a pungent smell.
However, she resisted the nausea and forced herself to drink all the black liquid.
Laylee felt her stomach churn several times. This made her retch a few times.
Then, the medicine started to take effect. Laylee's breathing gradually calmed down.
"Laylee, you seem to be acting up more and more frequently." Yang Guo looked at her seriously. "Did you use that power in your body again?"
"I'm in trouble. Someone wants to catch me."
"Someone wants to catch you?"
"Yes, and they're very strong. Even though I used the power in my body, I still couldn't beat them."
"Who?"
"I don't know. It sounds like Spanish from their language."
"People from Spain?" Yang Guo thought about it and said, "You can't beat them even if you use the power in your body?"
"Yes, they're very strong," Laylee said bitterly. "Also, they seem to know my ability and are targeting me. I can't fight them at all."
Yang Guo and Laylee were old acquaintances. Thus, Yang Guo wanted to help Laylee solve her problem.
Actually, the best way was to send Lei Li back to China, as long as she was on Mount Longhu.
As long as Laylee was on Dragon Tiger Mountain, no one would be able to do anything to her.
However, the key problem was not on Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Dragon Tiger Mountain did not reject outsiders. For example, Zhang Tianyi and a few other foreign students.
There were also a few foreign outer disciples in the mountain.
As for Laylee herself, the power in her body strongly rejected the east.
If he really sent Laylee to the east, she would probably go berserk on the plane.
Yang Guo scratched his head and said, "I'll call Grandmaster and ask if he has any solutions."
As Yang Guo spoke, he picked up the phone and dialed Zhang Tianyi's number.
"Hello, Grandmaster. It's me, Little Yang."
"Guo 'er, do you know what time it is?"
Zhang Tianyi let out a deafening roar on the other end of the phone. The entire Dragon Tiger Mountain trembled under Zhang Tianyi's anger. When the Celestial Master was angry, dragons and tigers roared.
"Oh no …" Yang Guo cursed inwardly. He forgot that it was only four or five in the morning in China.
"Grandmaster, I'm in trouble … My friend and I are being hunted. It's the friend named Laylee I mentioned to you last time."
"Being hunted? Who's after you? "
"I don't know. They speak Spanish."
"Why don't you take them back to the mountain and hide?"
"I don't need to call you if I can go back. You know Laylee's situation. The angel blood in her is very against the land of China."
"Then there's nothing I can do. I can't let these old bones run over to the Americans."
"Grandmaster, please think of another way."
"How about I ask your wife to help you?"
"No, no … Please don't."
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