Genius Fortune-teller/C645 A Storm Is Brewing
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C645 A Storm Is Brewing

Shen Lingfeng and Lu Yanzhao were still within the embassy protecting the young ladies who were born into China during the Dragon Boat Festival. Although these ladies did not understand why the embassy wanted them to stay here all day, but youngsters still had a young personality, not to mention seeing a handsome guy like Shen Lingfeng every day.

Chen Baian, on the other hand, was a elusive figure. No one knew what the old man was up to. But every time they met each other, seeing the exhaustion on his face, the spectators all understood that for him to be so exhausted was definitely not an easy thing. The old man might be putting his life on the line for this.

As for Zhang SanKuang, he did not know what kind of mission Lin Bai had given him, but he had been extremely busy all day. Ever since the day he and Lin Bai left for the Ganges, the crowd had never met him again. No one knew where he went to enjoy and enjoy himself.

Amongst the group of people, the two who had the most free time were Lin Bai and Li Qingnan. No one knew what Lin Bai was up to, but he took Li Qingnan for a stroll through the streets of Calcutta, to see the temples, the museums that recorded the heritage of the Indian civilization, and to taste the delicacies of the streets, such as the legendary curry and Indian flying pancakes.

One day and one night wasn't that long ago, and everyone had their own responsibilities now. They felt as though time had flown by in the blink of an eye. When night fell on the fourth day of the fifth month, Chen Baian finally stopped running outside and returned to the embassy to meet Shen and Lu. Lin Bai also did not bring Li Qingnan out with him. Only Zhang Sanmang was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone was silent. They knew clearly in their hearts that tomorrow was the day that would decide everything! If their plans were to fail, then the destiny of China that was suppressed by the Ganges River would never return. They might even lose their lives here, or become part of the billions of lonely souls in the Ganges River.

However, they did not know why, but even at this critical moment, Lin Bai still maintained his calm demeanor, as if he did not care about the crisis that was going to happen tomorrow. Had he given up, or was victory in his hands? Chen Baian wanted to ask but couldn't, Shen Lingfeng couldn't help asking the reason.

"There's still a whole night left, so there's nothing much to do. Let's turn on the TV and see what the news is tonight." To Shen Lingfeng's question, Lin Bai did not reply. Instead, he reached out for the remote control and turned on the TV.

When the spectators heard this, they couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. They could not face Lin Bai's current ambiguous attitude. Zhang SanKuang had run away without a trace, and he had not said a word about tomorrow's deployment. Instead, he had said that he wanted to watch the news instead. What was so good about this Indian news? Who among him could understand their chattering?

Shen Lingfeng wanted to ask Lin Bai about it, but did not know what to say. He could only sit down and stare intently at the television screen, wanting to know what Lin Bai was up to! However, the news continued one after another. The spectators didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Not only that, the host's slurping words caused them to feel extremely drowsy.

"Lin Bai, what are you trying to do?" "The Dragon Boat Festival is tomorrow. You can discuss tomorrow's strategy with us in the middle of the night, and instead let everyone watch the Lloyds News. Even if this is seen, what use is there for it …" Shen Lingfeng couldn't stand the host's manner of reporting the news and couldn't help asking in a deep voice as he stared at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai smiled and continued, "Brother Shen, please wait for a moment. Whether this news is really that useful or not, you'll know soon enough!"

Shen Lingfeng's three corpses jumped in anger, but he did not know what to say. He could only sit down and continue staring at the television screen's host who was broadcasting some unknown news! Silence returned to the room, leaving behind only the constant chattering from the television.

Just when the crowd could no longer hold it in, and wanted to ask Lin Bai about the reason why he wanted them to watch the news, they were stunned to see an incomparably familiar face in the news! Although he was dressed neatly, his leather shoes were shiny, and even his hair was perfectly combed. However, his wretched expression did not change in the slightest. Who else could it be other than Zhang Sanming?

Why would this guy appear on another Indian news broadcast? Looking at the wretched face of Zhang SanKuang, everyone couldn't help feeling a sense of confusion in their hearts. They really couldn't understand what was going on!

"The Chinese and Indian cultural exchange festivals are scheduled to open tomorrow, in order to promote Chinese culture and welcome the arrival of important Chinese government officials. Starting tonight, a grand Dragon Boat and Lantern Festival will be held on the Ganges. We hope that the Chinese and Indian friends from all walks of life will come to visit us! "

Just as the doubtful expression in the eyes of the crowd deepened, on the television screen, Zhang SanKuang, who was standing by the Ganges River, suddenly opened his mouth and uttered such a long string of words. When they heard the contents of Zhang SanKuang's words, everyone could not help but reveal a shocked expression. What cultural exchange festival? What kind of important member of the government visiting? How come they had never heard of such a thing before?!

However, none of them noticed that a look of relief had appeared in Lin Bai's eyes after hearing Zhang Sanniang's words. To be honest, even Lin Bai himself didn't know how likely it was that he would succeed. After all, he hadn't given Old Master Liu much time to prepare. Who knew how much effort and benefits Old Master would have to put in to facilitate this cultural exchange …

Just then, the phone in Lin Bai's hand rang. After he picked it up, a familiar voice came over the phone, "Smelly brat, old man, I can only help you to this extent! I don't care what you do, but you can't lose the spirit of our Old Liu family. "Also, remember my words. You must open up more branches and scatter leaves so that the Liu Clan's big tree will have lush and flourishing branches and leaves!"

Although Old Master Liu hadn't forgotten to tease Lin Bai at the end of the call, Lin Bai was so agitated that he couldn't speak a single word after listening to Old Master Liu's words.

This is the warmth of the family, the family will not care what you want to do, and will not worry about what you have done to play a role! They would only silently express their support with their actions. They didn't ask for anything else other than allowing their juniors to have a chance at success. For that purpose, they could pay any price!

"Good idea, I didn't think that you would be able to think of such a way to resolve this situation!" Chen Baian's eyes burned with excitement. All his previous exhaustion was gone. He was looking at Lin Bai with great excitement.

Shen Lingfeng and Lu Yanzhao, on the other hand, still had a puzzled look on their faces. They did not understand what kind of cultural exchange between China and India was held at this critical juncture.

"Come on, let's go to the Ganges and see what's happening there!" "I've already waited for an entire day. If I continue to wait, I might even grow hair on my body!" Lin Bai didn't bother to explain any further. He held Li Qingnan's hand and got up with a sigh. He stretched his body before smiling at the crowd. However, the light in his eyes flickered, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

This battle had already involved too many people and carried too many things with it. Thus, he could only win and not lose!

"..."

Inside the shrine, the Ascetic cultivators were still kneeling down in front of the female statue, not moving an inch. Although their heads were lowered, each of them emitted a strong killing intent, as if they wanted to start a war with someone!

"It's fine, since I've stopped persuading him, I still want to get on Ganges. "Then I will give him a little bit of suffering so that he will know what to do." Zen Jia, who was standing to one side of the statue of the God, glanced at the many ascetic cultivators kneeling down and his eyes revealed a helpless look. He lightly sighed, raised his head and gulped down another mouthful of strong wine before speaking in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine jar fell to the ground with a thump. The wine mixed with the shattered fragments of the jar splattered all over the place, as if it was filled with a resolute will to break off all ties with the world from now on!

The creature in the pool outside the shrine of the Goddess of Calais was listening to the activity inside the temple. The crafty smile on its face became even wider as its right hand in its pocket continuously moved. A message that could completely boil the whole of India slowly took shape in its hand, and then, with the help of the radio signal, it spread out in all directions.

Destroying the prestige of my Chi family in Korea, and making my Republic of Korea's Master under your pressure will never rise again. Lin Bai, after this battle, I will let you know who will be the true winner in the end.

"..."

Deep in a mountain in the outskirts of Calcutta, in an abandoned ancient temple. A buzzing sound came from an old man with white hair and beard. He lowered his head to look at the contents of the phone and revealed an indifferent smile.

After glancing at the men kneeling on the ground, the old man slowly said, "The cicadas have been baited and the mantises are in place. It's time for us to be the last yellow sparrow!"

Just as the old man finished speaking, a group of dark clouds slowly appeared in the Himalayas. With the force of the wind blowing, they quickly rushed towards Calcutta.

Lightning flashed and the mountain wind blew. It was as if the current situation in Calcutta was a storm about to break!

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